A slightly cool soul fragment sank from the void into Meng Yang's eyebrows, and instantly transformed into pure spiritual power to supplement Meng Yang's divine soul, and the soul protection helmet was simply comparable to the soul refining technique!

Meng Yang sighed secretly, but poured a body of fighting energy into his feet, cast a "glimpse of floating light", and at the same time used a "concussion", but he was neither to change his body, nor to hurt the enemy, but to exhaust himself and collapse.

The fighting spirit slanted out from the soles of his feet, mixed with blood, and disappeared into the magic circle set up in the ring. As if standing on the rough sea, Meng Yang's body began to sway and tremble like fallen leaves in the wind.

The exclamations of the martial arts arena were drumming for a while!

Guta's face was bloodless, the teacup in his hand was crushed by him, and the splinters pierced his palm, and he didn't notice anything.

Iniesta was not overjoyed, and then lowered his head slightly, no one knew what was going on in his heart at the moment.

In the largest stand, the nobles and lords exclaimed and discussed for the first time, only the body of the viscount seemed to sit quietly a little straighter.

As soon as Tigra activated the magic array and cleaned up the ring, he saw Meng Yang, who was like a bloody man in the ring, suddenly clenched Qiushui and the magic sword and fell on top of the ring.

Tigra jumped into the ring, stretched out two fingers to probe the tip of Meng Yang's nose, and immediately shouted in the direction of Iniesta: "Your Excellency, Iniesta, your player has fainted, now what is your decision?"

Iniesta finally perked up, raised his head and said loudly: "Okay, I'll send Swift into battle." ”

Meng Yang was immediately carried out of the ring by two female warriors, Iniesta was stunned, because he found that a few people from the Viscount's Mansion took Meng Yang away, from beginning to end, no one came to ask for his opinion, Iniesta had a trace of ruthlessness in his eyes, and secretly glanced at the largest stand.

The little warrior who brought too many surprises to everyone finally fainted from his injuries and fell to the ground, but many people who secretly admired or sympathized with Meng Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, they had long been familiar with the rules of life and death fighting, and if Iniesta did not let go and did not send another player on the field, then the players of Guta would go to the ring and kill Meng Yang first. That's the cruelty of a life-and-death fight.

Swift, a Level 5 Thief, vs. a Level 4 Mage with a Level 5 warrior as a magic guard, will decide the final victory of the match.

In a certain stand, Byron, the chief treasurer of the Dragon Descending Branch of the Qig Chamber of Commerce, quietly left the martial arts arena.

It had been three days since Monyan "woke up".

He "struggled" to get up from the soft bed, and immediately two fourteen or fifteen-year-old blonde maids rushed forward, and one of them whispered, "You're awake? With that, he hurried out the door.

Another maid stepped forward to support Meng Yang, and said with concern: "You are so seriously injured, don't move, it's better to lie down quickly." If the housekeeper sees it, we will be punished. ”

Meng Yang shrank slightly, avoiding the handmaiden's outstretched hand, and asked in a snarish voice, "This girl, where am I?"

The maidservant smiled and said, "You are in the Viscount's Mansion now." ”

Meng Yang was taken aback, "Am I not in the arena fighting in the arena?

The servant girl smiled but did not speak, as if she wanted to speak and stopped.

Meng Yang didn't want to embarrass the maid, so he lay down by himself, but his heart began to spiral.

"I hid the love flower, dispersed the fighting qi into the meridians, turned into a state of suspended animation with internal breathing, and fainted to avoid the last battle. It stands to reason that I should have been picked up by Iniesta, so why am I in the Viscount's Mansion now?"

"I don't know what the outcome of the battle was? Did Guta get the position or Iniesta? What was the Viscount's purpose in bringing me to the Viscount's Palace? Did he see my potential? But anyway, I am Iniesta's man, am I ・・・・・・?"

"But no matter what, Byron must have been impressed with me, and I don't know if he bet on me this time, and how much gold he earned? It stands to reason that the Sieg Chamber of Commerce belongs to the property of the Thieves' Guild, and Byron represents the Thieves' Guild. And the most powerful thief in the Volcanic Plains is, of course, the Grand Duke of Bard, so could Byron actually be the Thieves' Guild or Duke Bard's henchmen in the Dragon Descending Territory?"

"Ebreth is not an easy character to deal with, although I am confident that they will not see the reality of my physical injury, but I can't take it lightly, I always feel that there seems to be a huge conspiracy behind this chain of events, what is it?"

"Iniesta is more cunning than a fox, more ferocious than a hungry wolf, this is inherent in his bloodline inherited from the Viscount, there is no doubt that Viscount Ebrais is the biggest fox in the dragon, it seems that I must be careful and careful. ”

Closing his eyes and thinking wildly, Meng Yang suddenly heard a faint sound of footsteps coming from outside the house, from far and near, and soon reached the door of the house, and heard the beautiful maid guarding the house whispering with a little panic: "Master, Your Excellency Meng Yang has just woken up." ”

Meng Yang opened his eyes, struggled to lean against the head of the bed, and saw that Viscount Ebreth was like a bad old man who had just woken up from the wine jar, looking at himself with a pair of cloudy, gray and dull eyes, but Meng Yang automatically ignored the smile on the corner of his mouth, struggled to get out of bed, and said in a snarling voice: "The villain didn't know that Lord Viscount was coming, and he couldn't ・・・・・・."

"Okay, if you're hurt, just lie down. ”

Ebreth was wearing a robe that Meng Yang couldn't see the material, not like the clothes of the three major guilds, he waved his hand to ask Meng Yang not to move, a maid had already put a big chair behind him, and when he sat down, Meng Yang suddenly felt as if he had been scraped by an ice blade, and even his pupils shrank, so fierce killing intent made Meng Yang almost urge the fighting spirit to defend, but fortunately, Meng Yang's loss of concentration was only a tenth of a moment, and soon Meng Yang returned to normal, and saw that the source of this strong killing intent was actually a man in black who exposed his body from behind him after Ebreth sat down。

The man was no taller than Ebreth's shoulders, and he had been walking silently behind Ebreth, and even Monyan had not noticed that two men had entered the room.

The two maidservants withdrew with amusement and closed the door.

Meng Yang had a brief buffer time and glanced at the man in black a few times.

The man in black was dressed in a black robe like a raccoon dog's skin, almost like the assassin outfit he remembered as an assassin who was skilled in assassination, and the robe had a hood above the collar, just enough to hide the man's head so that only a tense mouth could be seen, and a ring of yellow stubble as thick as steel needles was around the mouth.

Monyan suddenly realized that the man who was with him was the personal guard of the Viscount, and that he was a master thief without a medal.

Just by the flash of fierce killing intent just now, Meng Yang knew that this person's strength was definitely not something that he could deal with now.

First a seventh-level magician Tigra, and now there is a thief with unfathomable strength, Viscount Ebreth is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger by his side, perhaps, Viscount Ebreth is also a powerful professional himself.

Ebreth's voice was slightly hoarse, but there was a unique aura, a little majesty of a superior, a little profundity of a person who had experienced vicissitudes, and before Meng Yang could speak first, Ebras had already asked: "Meng Yang, you are not from Sisan, right?"

Meng Yang sighed in his heart, the identity issue was the most tangled with him, if it weren't for this, he wouldn't have known Iniesta's intentions and helped Iniesta fight.

Hearing this, Meng Yang's expression was grim, and he said solemnly: "Lord Hui, there was a huge accident in the family when I was young, and fortunately a loyal old servant sacrificed his life to save him. However, the little one was seriously injured and lost that memory. But the old servant told me that I was originally a nobleman, and that I had no relatives and no territory, so I became an exiled nobleman who lived in exile. ”

Meng Yang's face was full of sadness, but he had a bit of tenacity and perseverance, and he slightly changed what he said to Byron, and explained it to him.

At the end of the day, Meng Yang hesitated and asked, "My lordship, why didn't the Baron take me back, how did I come to your mansion, what was the result of the competition, and who won the battle in the end?"

Ebreth listened to Monyan's "story" quietly, snorted softly, and asked in a snarling voice: "Isn't there such a thing? Don't you even know where your hometown is? What about your faithful old servant? I wonder how you survived when you said you spent more than ten years in the lava field?"

Instead of answering Monyan's question, Abres began to cross-examine the previous topic.

Meng Yang's answer was fluent, and he did not show the slightest flaw.

He knew that the volcanic lava area was extremely large, and there were powerful magical beasts like dragons, even if they were as strong as Ebreth, they would never cover a tenth of the area, so Ebreth had no way to verify the authenticity of his "story".

Immediately afterward, Ebres asked how Monyan had arrived at Sisan and how he had been given the Dragons by Iniesta.

Meng Yang could feel that the atmosphere in the room seemed to be getting colder, and he knew that he really had to think about it before answering. He had every reason to believe that in this world where aristocrats were rampant, a person like him was smaller than an ant in the eyes of a viscount, and if he was a little careless, he would probably die here today.

Meng Yang collected his mind and said calmly: "Since the adults have asked about this, the little ones have to speak out. Yes, I approached Baron Iniesta in order to obtain through him the noble disc I had lost. ”

Ebreth's body trembled slightly, but the expression on his face did not change much, and motioned for Meng Yang to continue.

"My lord, although the small one has been in the volcanic area and has been mingling with demonic beasts for more than ten years, my loyal old servant, while protecting me, also taught me to read and write, and taught me not to forget the etiquette and dignity of the nobility. There, there is a possibility of being attacked by demonic beasts at every moment, so how to survive is the only problem I have been concerned about all these years. ”

"The old servant is only a sixth-level warrior, he said that he did not go to the warrior guild to participate in the assessment, and in order to save me, he fell a very serious injury and fled all the way to the volcanic area with me, and his injuries have never improved. Barely having the strength of a third- or fourth-level warrior took me to survive with difficulty. Every day I still feel a little sad when I think about it. The old servant gave me a second life, and never told me about my life experience, and when I asked him in a hurry, he said that my enemy was that I officially began to cultivate Douqi one day, and I was not an opponent of a finger in my life, so that I could grow up and be a nobleman with a disc, which was his greatest wish. ”

"The old servant died of illness last winter. I followed his last wish and walked in the direction of the sunrise for seven months, and finally walked out of the place where I had lived for more than ten years. And I knew that at that time, I was like a barbarian, a barbarian who would be taken as a slave. So, the first vow I made to myself when I went to the town of Igula was that I would fulfill my old servant's wish as soon as possible, and get the noble papers, and have a territory that I would not have to fear day and night, and that's it. ”

"Therefore, I exterminated the bandits dormant in more than a dozen places within his territory for Baron Iniesta, and while getting a part of the bounty, I also successfully received and trusted the Baron. He knew I needed a noble tablet, submitted an application to me, and really gave me a piece of land, and I couldn't be more grateful to him. Therefore, after I used the Dou Qi Elixir to cultivate my Dou Qi, he asked me to help him participate in this competition, and I agreed without thinking about it. ”

"My lord, what the little one said is true, the baron treats me like a mountain, and I should help him to participate in the competition, but he didn't say it at the beginning, the competition is a life and death fight, and the rules of the game are so special. I am alive to speak to my lords, and I feel that the soul of my old servant in heaven must be blessing me. Of course, the little ones are thanks to the care and love of the adults, I already fainted at the time, and I don't know what happened later. ”

Meng Yang gasped and slowly said this long paragraph, and Ebrath finally showed a smile on his face that could only be seen after being reassured, and said loudly: "Your Excellency Meng Yang, you are already a fourth-level warrior, you have experienced such a dangerous battle the day before yesterday, and you have won all of them, it seems that those years of survival life experience have honed the current you." ”

"I'm optimistic about you. You are like an unopened peerless sword, like a piece of untouched jade, it is a blessing for Iniesta to meet you. ”

"Your Excellency, you are serious. Meng Yang said modestly.

At this moment, Ebreth suddenly coughed violently, and the black-clothed man behind him did not move, but whispered, "My lord, it's time for you to take medicine." ”

Ebreth massaged his chest a few times with the palm of his hand, and when his breath was even, he stood up, his cloudy eyes suddenly emitted two divine lights, looked directly at Meng Yang, and said in a deep voice: "You have strength, you have brains, and you are decisive enough to be ruthless and poisonous, Meng Yang, from today on, I will officially give you the Dragon Ruins and give you what you want most." It's conditional, though!"

Meng Yang's face showed ecstasy, and he hurriedly asked, "My lord, what are the conditions for what you said?"

Meng Yang secretly felt that he was like a weak lamb, and the strong Viscount Abres was an old fox who had grown into a fine head, and no matter what, the old fox didn't believe that a lamb could get out of his control, right?