The sound of the wind sounding in his ears, and the Elven Palace was in front of him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After identifying the route, it took more than half an hour to get there, but now it takes less than 20 minutes.

Afterwards, Chris stood outside the outer walls of the Elven Palace.

After entering the meditation field to make sure that no one was nearby, Chris climbed into the wall.

"Poof" landed softly in the flower garden, and Chris lowered his body, and after a moment of stillness, he carefully stood up and walked towards the elven courtyard twenty meters away.

I don't know if it was because of Chris's special love, and his nose smelled the fragrance of ruthenium, he stopped slightly, took a few deep breaths, and then walked forward.

Suddenly, Chris felt his spirit tense for no apparent reason.

The sensation was completely sudden, and definitely for the first time in his life, and the unfamiliarity made him hesitate.

"Snort"

A strong wind shot in the darkness, aimed at Chris's shoulder.

Chris twisted, and the wind swept over his shoulders by a fraction of a second, shooting into the flowers in front of Cris.

Rolling backwards, Chris turned behind a tree in the flower bed.

He clenched his fists, a slight sweat was already pouring from his palms, and there was still a wisp of coldness on his back.

Although the arrow was not aimed at the vital point, the sudden fright made Chris surge with anger.

It's the guards in the palace.

I wonder if I can see myself from outside the wall?

Do you want to be a superficial identity?

And then it was immediately vetoed - whoever he was, teach him a lesson first.

The spiritual power is strong to a certain extent, and it turns out that it can also give early warning, which is something that Chris never expected.

It was obviously an unexpected surprise.

He breathed slowly, calmed his mind, closed his eyes, and entered a meditative state.

In the field of vision, a human figure appeared behind a tree thirty meters away, and Chris was relieved, no wonder he didn't find it before he climbed into the wall just now, and he didn't look that far at all just now.

The sneak attacker was a woman, and she could be faintly seen standing quietly in the same place with a bow and arrow in one hand, holding the bow and arrow that had been eliminated by the mainland in both hands, aiming at the place where Chris was hiding.

After coming to the elves, Chris noticed that the elves still used the most primitive bows and arrows, which obviously came from a persistence in the skills and a confidence in archery.

However, in some cases archery is completely ineffective - Chris's figure suddenly flashes out from behind the tree and rushes towards the fence on the left, and the sound of arrows rings behind him, which is what happens when archery fails: when the archer's eyes cannot keep up with the speed of the target's movement, even the most powerful archery is meaningless.

Chris's toes were a little on the wall, and his body was already slanting towards the archer.

Another sound swept past Chris's body and missed.

Regardless of archery, the speed of this string firing is indeed very fast.

"Puff Puff" Cris's feet ran quickly across the grass, and to the astonishment of the archers, he accelerated so suddenly and quickly that his eyes could barely catch the afterimage of him passing by.

The archer's face turned pale, and he resolutely threw down his bow and arrows, and drew his two-handed sword at his waist.

Then, a huge force struck her waist with a "bang", and her body rose with orange light at the same time, removing most of the force, but she was still knocked out and landed on the grass.

The sneak attacker rolled over on the grass and stood up without saying a word.

From the front came Cris's deliberately low voice: "Yes!

The afterimage passed in front of him, but the sneak attacker did not make any attack, but only ran towards the wall, rushed to the wall, rose up, the orange fighting spirit on his body flashed, and he borrowed his strength twice on the wall, and then climbed over the wall.

He is very flexible.

A smile tugged at the corner of Cris's mouth.

He saw the woman's intentions, and he didn't want to run away from the wall, but for the pride in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't have become the strongest of the young elves, Stienne.

Chris also climbed over the wall.

Not far away, Stiana's eyes gleamed in the darkness, staring at Cris.

"Let's go!" Chris rushed towards his opponent as soon as he landed.

Stiena's face was grim, her thin lips pursed tightly, but she stood still.

Chris's figure rushed closer, and suddenly, Stiana's right hand burst out from the inside out of a huge ring of fire, instantly becoming larger, burning the grass and trees around his body with a "whew", and with the impact of the air wave, emptying the surroundings.

Cris's body was halfway up before the ring of fire arrived, and he chuckled, "I already knew you were a fire magician!"

A hint of disappointment flashed in Stianna's eyes, but she scolded lightly and raised the sword in her hand.

Chris dodged a sword from her up, brushed past her, and landed behind her, and then, his body suddenly became faster, and he kicked her right hand joint with a reflexive kick, which was surprisingly powerful, and Stianna couldn't hold it, the big sword flew straight out, she gritted her teeth, didn't let herself make a sound, and just wanted to turn around, another kick came at her.

Stiena raised her hands in time to protect her chest, and flew away with a "bang".

After rolling on the grass, she stood up again without saying a word, a red orb of elementals growing larger and larger between her hands.

However, the figure in front of him flashed, and he was punched heavily in the lower abdomen, even a body of armor and fighting spirit could not completely remove this force, Stiena couldn't bear it anymore, and screamed "ah", her body kept a bent posture and flew back, her knees fell heavily to the ground, and then her body tilted, fell to the ground, and moaned.

This punch completely disintegrated her body and fighting spirit.

The footsteps slowly approached, "I'm sorry, I didn't control my strength for a while." ”

Chris walked up to her, put a foot on her chest, and said coldly, "To be honest, I'm disappointed, the strongest of the younger generation is to such an extent. ”

Although the pain continued, Stiana's eyes spewed angry flames towards Chris.

"None of the fighting skills, the timing, the rhythm, or the choice of skills are in place, and you can't even pass the grade, to put it mildly, you have wasted all the talent given to you by the gods, and you have not even seen real combat. ”

"I met an opponent, and he said to me before the battle: 'Demon Martial Dual Cultivator, I have also met it, that is a joke'," Kris said coldly, "My thoughts are the opposite of his, Demon Martial Dual Cultivator is actually the true favor of the gods, but it is because of a guy like you that most people look down on this profession." ”

"Alright," Chris, still with his foot in her chest, bent down to stare at Stina's purple eyes, "Now there's one question left: did you recognize it just now?...... It's good, although you don't speak, but I already know the answer. ”

Chris retracted his foot: "I know you don't want to kill me, but you better remember that some jokes aren't just to be made - especially if you're a self-conscious person." ”

He didn't look at Stiena on the ground again, turned and walked towards the wall, his body quickly climbed over the wall, and he was gone.

Stiena was still clutching her lower abdomen, panting uncontrollably, her forehead and cheeks were covered with cold sweat of pain, staring at the direction in which Chris had disappeared, her fists clenched, biting her lower lip, tears slowly flowing from her eyes, dripping on the grass. (To be continued.) )