Nan Lu Ding is also an assassin physique, and in the face of such a punch, he couldn't stand it and fell backwards.

But Bran is not a real warrior either, relying on the power of his skills, every time he punches the enemy, his over-consumed arms make a clicking sound of misaligned bones.

Nothing was lost, so Bran could only hard, and when Nan Luding blocked, Rancho slammed the hard bow into Bran's back, Bran couldn't bear the pain and grabbed his opponent's waist, and then swept his foot, using gladiatorial skills, and overturned his whole person.

Whoever lands first will win or lose.

The immovable one fell first, his mind flickered, his eyes flashed with stars, and when he reacted again, the sword on his body had already been drawn by Bran, and he looked at him condescendingly.

"I ...... Convincing!"

With a long sigh, Nan Luding admitted defeat, but in fact, outsiders did not hear it.

Here he intends to speculate, and if Bran relaxes, he will fight back immediately.

After saying that, seeing that Bran didn't move, Nan Luding slowly got up, and as soon as he let him get up, he immediately counterattacked.

But Bran cautiously pushed his sword forward.

"Lie down for me."

"I lost ......"

Nan Luding leaned his back against the dirt again, and this time he really couldn't get up again.

Bran got another win.

"It's not fair, how can there be an outrageous way of playing, it's not in line with the knight vs. sword, I propose ......"

There was a little knight with little eyes, who wanted to be in the limelight, and called out to Bran.

Bran's battle intent at this time hadn't disappeared yet, and he didn't look at it, and when he heard the sound, he directly shot out the long sword in his hand again.

Although he didn't have enough strength and fell halfway, the knight was not lightly frightened.

"This sword, slippery!"

Bran looked at all the people coldly, he was a foreigner, and he was out of place with these Swabians, and an inexplicable anger struck, and he couldn't disperse for a long time.

"Genius."

Deman gave a comment.

When Wallon was seventeen years old, he was also criticized, but it was nothing more than excellent.

Bran saluted the couple and walked off the track.

"Bran!"

When the sword was over, no one stopped him, and Vesta immediately rushed over and helped Bran.

"The princess seems to love this man."

"Wallon can't win, this Gentile is too good to fight!"

The elders of the family judged so, and they decided to terminate the event.

……

"There were tents around the stands, and Bran picked an empty one to enter, and Vesta followed.

The fire of jealousy in Wallon's eyes was about to erupt.

He wanted to go over, but was stopped by Vesta in the eyes.

"This sword slipped"...... No one dared to say anything anymore.

……

"Bran, don't compare."

Inside the tent, looking at Bran's pale face, Vesta knew that it was not good, and tears fell down.

If you hit the head, the left hand is temporarily useless, and if only the right hand is left, how can you go to fight Wallon.

These Schwabians, all of them are so capable of fighting, it's a real headache.

In the fight between men, you can't back down, you have to win.

I have been training hard since I was a child, and I thought that I was an excellent swordsman, but I didn't expect to fight hard against the sword.

In fact, Bran underestimated himself, and the two opponents he met were already good players in the country.

"Don't compare!"

"It's fine."

Bran wanted to reach out and touch Vesta tears, but his left hand was like pouring cement, and he couldn't lift it heavily.

You can only take out the handkerchief you bring with you and wipe it with your right hand.

"Don't cry, your makeup is off."

"Then don't compare."

Vesta wiped his tears from his eyes as he wiped the dust off Bran with a handkerchief.

"I'm dirty."

"It's not dirty at all."

After all, everyone was watching, and the princess could not be allowed to live alone with the Gentiles for too long, and within a few minutes, a female official came in and said that the princess and the king invited the lord to go out, and this was mandatory.

After Vesta left, Bran tried to urge the dragon's power again, but this time it was so troublesome that he spun out and vomited.

That's good, even my right hand starts to shake......

Bran's body is just a physique that is better than ordinary people, there is no special body, and it is just a general path to trigger the power of the dragon.

Zamuhe is a dragon's blood quenching body, combined into one, and his own blood has become dragon's blood, so there is no need to trigger it in a normal state, and Bran still wants it, once Zamuhe is triggered like Bran's concentrating, the power is incomparable!

Or if Bran finds another dragon, such as the Green Dragon, and then has the power of the Double Dragon, one main attack and one main recovery, then it will be ......

After entering Rome, Bran also saw some fantastical creatures of the Dark Ages in the Classics Library.

This is because of the large observatory built by the time-travelers and the magnetic field, which caused biological abnormalities.

However, no one knows the scientific reason for this, so these fantastical creatures are classified as heavenly artifacts, or dark creatures of hell.

There was a unicorn in Northern Europe, this beast had the power of thunder, and it once bred, and it resembled a horse, with horns on the top of its head.

This horn can trigger the power of thunder, but it is not too strong, at most it can only kill two or three people at a time, and it can't penetrate some hard steel armor.

Dozens of them once bred, and later became extinct, only sporadic records appeared, and it is rumored that they are hiding in the northern cold land.

There are many fantastical creatures in Central Europe, and the most powerful one is the White Dragon, who was captured by Grand Duke Shange.

The dragon lin armor that spit out is currently worn by Bran, and the dragon power contained in it is also being absorbed.

In Western Europe, the war cloud rhinoceros, which hid in a mountain during the Dark Ages, was once the guardian animal of a royal family.

Later, his whereabouts were also unknown.

In Eastern Europe, the immortal bird is said to be hiding in volcanoes.

It has been found in volcanoes in Bohemia and Poland.

It only appears every few years, and when the bird flies past the sky, it forms a fiery cloud.

Bohemia is where Bran is going to bring back the princess of Alain, and Bran suddenly thinks of the creature.

This beast is also known as the "God of Fire"!

Because it can breathe fire just like the red dragon.

Legend has it that the reason why it is called an immortal bird is because this bird can find a place with fire or heat to cultivate without being killed by a single blow.

Other creatures such as blue dragons, green dragons, black dragons, etc., are scattered everywhere.

Although the name of the green dragon is dragon, it cannot fly, its size is very small, and it is recorded in the fantasy beast dictionary that its shape is like a dog, its nose is like a pig, and its tail is like a fox.

Wherever the green dragon appears, the land in that place will be nourished, and agricultural pests will be avoided, because the green dragon likes to eat insects, and can eat tens of thousands of them a day.

The blue dragon is also a popular auspicious beast, hidden in the sea, very similar to the dolphin, and the portrait on the fantasy picture ship records that it has extremely long tentacles.

It will even guide the confused ship to a calm place.

In the early days, there were occasional landings.

But there was a lord who wanted to arrest him, so the shadow of the blue dragon has not been seen for many years.

There are also special beasts in Tianzhu, the Black Sea, and other places, but it is probably rare to see them in Bran's life......

Unless the Crusaders can do another Great Holy War and fight to the East.

……

After drinking some water, the boiling fire in the body could not cool down, but there was no sweat, and the feeling of this heat source in the body was very sad.

But the time was approaching, and someone came to urge it twice.