"What kind of monster is that!"

Many mayors in the stands, representatives of Ramsay's major chambers of commerce, and several elder-level dignitaries from Dwarf Island all exclaimed in unison after seeing the figures appearing in the arena.

Many civilians in Emerald Wood City, who watched the excitement outside the arena, involuntarily began to pull their necks to cheer for the big man who appeared in the arena after seeing the banner tied to the mastodon.

Feeling the inquiring glances from several mayors who were familiar with him, Green felt very useful, "It's my acting knight who is on the field now. He was a Goliath warrior whose name was 'Broken Bear', which means 'the man who blows the head of a brown bear with one punch'. ”

At this time, Goliath, who was able to blow the head of a brown bear with one punch, was holding a much longer jousting spear in his hand, aiming at the dwarf mechanical chocobo cavalry who was a test of the quality of the acting knight, and was ready to charge.

The other party was almost frightened - in order to continue the tradition of ancient times, he sat in the cockpit of the mechanical chocobo, did not carry any kinetic weapons, but just took a wooden spear for jousting like the acting knight - not the elongated kind.

As a terrifying beast, the mastodon itself had two huge fangs, and with the extended lance in the hand of the big knight on his back, a total of three thick spear tips were aimed at him, blocking the up, down, left and right.

Not only did he doubt that his weapon would be able to reach the other party. And even worse, he felt that he had successfully poked his weapon at the beast, and the mastodon would go berserk at the pain.

When the time comes, the consequences will be unimaginable. Even if he was confident in the speed of the mechanical chocobo, if something went wrong with any of the parts, he could be buried in the soles of the beast's hooves.

It's really bad bad, twice as bad, twice as bad. The dwarf mechanical chocobo rider wondered if he should throw out his white panties as if he were friendly as if he were talking nonsense in a storybook.

However, he didn't have that space—the cockpit wasn't spacious enough, and he didn't have the time—and after adjusting the angle of his rifle diagonally downward, Shattered Bear Head drove the tango toward his goal.

At this moment, everyone sitting in the stands on the edge of the jousting arena is a witness: in the rumbling sound, in the white ash of the jousting arena, they want to witness the historic moment when the "big" rider, who symbolizes the authority of Mayor Green of Emerald Wood City, picks off the opponent in front of him with a crushing attitude, leaving behind the broken parts of the mechanical chocobo on the ground.

"Tom!", "Click!", "Ang!......

The dull crash, the cracking of wooden spears, and the angry roar of mastodons all came together in one sound that resounded throughout the arena. Almost all of the Acting Riders who were waiting to play had their tents drawn up and looked around.

The dust settled, the imaginary scene of parts all over the ground and flesh flying everywhere did not appear, and Green's already laid manuscripts such as "Mistaken killings in martial arts competitions are also common" and "Mourning and change" did not have time to be discussed.

Because the dwarf mechanical chocobo knight was standing in the middle of the arena at the moment, looking like he was nothing. And the crushed bear head of the mastodon war elephant is laboriously tugging at the reins of the mount, controlling the tango not to go berserk.

In the process of charging, the spear and ivory had clearly pierced the mechanical chocobo, but Goliath and his mount did not touch the actual target at all, and only an illusion remained in place.

Unable to control his momentum, Tango smashed directly through the railing and plunged headlong into the wall of the Grey Tower. The stout tusks of which it had always been proud had broken off, and now if it weren't for the constant restraint of the broken bear's head, the tango would have rushed to the onlookers.

"Elder Frege," Grimm looked at the representative of the Dwarf Island sitting beside him, with a dark expression, "When did the contestants in the knightly jousting tournament allow the use of illusion spells, is this also a tradition?"

The dwarf elder smiled and replied without hesitation: "Tradition must be adhered to, but innovation must also be maintained, this is the lesson given to me by the master craftsman. What's more, in the ancient knightly jousting tournaments, wouldn't there be Goliaths and war elephants?"

The tip of the needle to the wheat man, Frege Ironbeard's words made Green speechless for a moment. Mayor Emerald Wood turned his head to look at Quith who was sitting on the side, but found that the person in charge of the Eternal Order Scale Chamber of Commerce did not react violently, and the old god sat there watching the tournament field.

The dwarf rider was able to use illusions, and Quest had expected it a long time ago. He even knew that the mechanical chocobo that the other party was riding could actually play more "tricks". So he didn't let Broken Bear Head ride an ordinary mastodon on the field.

That's right, he had done something to the mastodon beforehand. And this kind of operation, for him, is actually very simple. Quest simply put some Leviathan tissue cells in advance of the feed he was eating.

After some transformation from the inside out, the current tango is definitely not an ordinary animal, but a Leviathan creature with great intelligence. Depending on the hostile target, it can make various fine-tunings to itself in a timely manner.

"Aang!" Tango raised his nose and let out a loud growl.

Immediately afterward, a mist of water erupted from its nostrils, covering nearly half of the arena. Affected by the water mist, the mechanical chocobo immediately began to fluctuate like a flicker. Obviously, this is another illusion trick made by a spell.

The real mechanical chocobo was quietly revealed next to the mastodon. The dwarf rider sitting in the cockpit was caught like a child sneaking to the kitchen to eat in the middle of the night. He embarrassedly threw the wooden riding gun in his hand to the ground, and then decisively pressed the red button on the console.

With a "whoosh", the two legs of the mechanical chocobo flew backwards like springs full of power, and the rider on its back ejected and flew out quickly. As he retreated, the dwarf rider pulled out his crossbow and fired a tranquilizer dart at the mastodon.

In the face of the anesthetic darts that were about to attack him, the mastodon tango trampled the earth hard, and a wall of earth appeared in front of the giant beast. There was a chaotic sound, and all the narcotic darts were nailed to the earthen wall.

The dwarf rider stopped as he controlled the mechanical chocobo, trying to see what was going on with the other man. But at this moment, a long whip suddenly appeared behind him.