Walls made several movements with difficulty, each of which made him extremely painful, but he held back, now he urgently needed to improve his strength, and he desperately hoped that he could quickly restore the glory of his family.

This training was also in the wild, but no robbers appeared, and no pedestrians came, only a few small animals in the wild looked curiously at this sweaty young man with a painful expression.

Lying on the ground, Walls stared blankly at the clear blue sky, and occasionally a few birds flew by, presumably from the south.

Walls suddenly got up and saw a group of centaurs in the distance approaching him.

There were ten men in this group, each of them wearing armor, riding horses of different colors, and each of them had swords large or small on their waists or backs, which may have been a mercenary.

It seems that the direction they are heading is the Woche Rule, but besides this place, is there a place where they can go?

It's not a robber this time!

This is the vicinity of Wocheze, and the lord here will not let robbers run rampant here.

As the group approached, Walls could see their outfits more clearly, led by a man who seemed to be the leader of the group.

He carried a long sword at his waist, a two-handed sword on his back, a protective helmet on his head, and a fine piece of hard leather armor that provided an effective defense, which the knights of Svadia wore it.

Thinking of this, Walls seemed to wake up suddenly.

He is a knight of Svadia!

"Hello warriors over there." A young man's voice came.

At this time, Wall was wearing Jeffrey's long swing chain mail, which was the request of Wo's Golden Finger, and he said that this was done to make Walls accustomed to wearing armor to fight, indeed, because of the decline of his family, Walls did not wear armor for a few days at all.

At this time, it was normal for Walls to be dressed in armor and be considered a warrior.

"Hello, sir," replied Wall, noting that the man who spoke to him was the man at the head, and that he seemed to be the captain of the team.

The young man drove his horse to Walls, and his attendants followed.

"I'm curious, what are you doing here?" The young man said as he took off his helmet and revealed his face.

"Can't you introduce yourself when you ask someone a question?" Walls asked rhetorically.

"With all due respect, I'm a knight from Swadia, my name is Issa, I'm traveling, and the Den is where I'm going." Isa began to look at the man in front of him, who was about his own age.

The armor he wore was of great value, so Isa thought he wasn't an ordinary person, and might be able to get some useful information in the process of communicating with him.

"Walls, I'm a businessman." Walls gave a brief introduction to himself.

"Merchant?" Issa looked suspicious, what is a businessman doing alone in the wilderness?

Isa is a knight of Svadia, and he has a mission to go to the Nord Kingdom this time, and he wants to get some information from the territory of the Nord Kingdom.

It is reported that the kingdoms of Vegia and Nord are preparing to join forces to attack the kingdom of Svadia, and now the kingdom of Svadia is at war with the kingdom of Rhodok to the south.

Once the two countries invade Svadia, then with the combined efforts of the three countries, it is believed that the Kingdom of Svadia will soon fall.

It was precisely because of the fear that such a thing would happen that Aisa's group appeared.

Yes, it's a group of people who disguise themselves as merchants, travelers, or mercenaries to infiltrate the kingdoms of Nord and Vegia to spy on intelligence, and there are many ways to gather information.

Buying off some officials is a common method, but it requires a lot of money. And there are people like Isa who go openly to communicate with the people in the Nord Kingdom, at least, without spending a lot of dinars.

"Yes, I'm a businessman, but at the same time, I'm also a warrior." Wallstein said in vain, saying this also dispelled Isa's suspicions.

"A warrior? So you want to attend the athletic event here, too? Issa looked ready to fight.

"Athletic conventions?" Walls didn't know about it.

"Don't you know?" Isa began to explain the matter. "Every town on the continent has a competitive event, and each one is held for a similar cycle, and on these days, Woche is preparing to hold a smaller athletic event."

Isaa began to kindly explain this athletic convention, in fact, he wanted to dispel the suspicions of the people here, so that people only knew that he was here to attend the athletic convention, but in fact, he was here to find out information.

He's going to make a perfect disguise.

This athletic tournament is known to Walls, in order to make the people in their territory have a strong physique and be able to participate in the war in time, the lords like to hold this athletic tournament.

In order to win the competition and get bonuses and honors, there will always be people who keep exercising their bodies, which is a good opportunity to get ahead, and if you win the competition, you may get a good position in the army.

In this way, it can take a lot less time than those who have risen through the ranks by accumulating military merits.

Of course, sometimes the lords get together for a banquet and hold some games to entertain them, and this is also a time for some people to express their love for a certain young lady.

At this moment, Wozhi Goldfinger said: "This is a good opportunity to help you earn a lot of money, as well as fame." ”

Wau's Goldfinger was the same as Walls had in mind. This is a great opportunity.

"I'll participate." Walls looked at Issa, noticing the change in the expression on his face.

Issa had a delighted expression. "I'm looking forward to seeing you in the Circle." Hearing this say this means that he has seen himself as a warrior who has come to the Den to participate in the athletic convention, not a spy.

"Of course, I think so, too." Walls said again.

Issa smiled, then put on her helmet and turned to leave. Without saying a word, his retinue followed in Issa's footsteps.

"How's his strength?" Walls asked Wohl's Goldfinger.

"If you train hard these days, then I believe you can beat him, he is just a little knight who has just debuted." Wo Zhijinzhi replied.

Walls agrees with Wo's golden finger in his heart, and at present, the most important thing is to improve his strength quickly.

"Not only that, but there are also things that you need to learn." Wo Zhijinzhi continued.

"I know, but I'm not in a hurry to need these things, are I?"

"It's best to start practicing now, it's important later. You take a little time to learn to see through the psychology of others, which is important when negotiating.

If you have mastered this, then you can notice the strangeness of that Isa just now. ”

"What's unusual?"

"This guy should be a spy, this should be a spy sent by the Swadia Kingdom to spy on the news of the Nord Kingdom." Wo Zhijinzhi replied. "But for now, you can leave that alone and shape yourself first."

Hearing the news, Walls was a little shocked that he didn't realize that Issa was a spy. But after listening to the words of Wo Zhi's golden finger, I was relieved, and now was not the time to participate in the war.

After learning about his own situation, he secretly encouraged himself in his heart.

You have to improve your strength quickly.

Walls looked at the sun in the sky, it was afternoon, and after resting, Walls hurriedly ate the bread he had brought with him, drank the water in the water bag, and then began his training again.

It was not until dusk that the exhausted Walls began to prepare to return to the Nest.

As soon as Walls was gone, two knights appeared in the wilderness on horseback as night fell.

"Joels, we're almost there." An older-looking knight said to the younger knight beside him.

"I see, sir," replied Joels.

The older knight's name was Byron, and the knight who looked young next to him was called Joels. The two of them were knights who traveled together, they were from Virginia, and unlike Isa, these two were real travelers.

"There's going to be a competitive tournament here, so why don't you go there?" Byron said.

"Of course, of course I'm going to participate, and I'm going to beat all those opponents to their knees and beg for mercy." Joels has a great deal of self-confidence, and all this self-confidence comes from the knight beside him, who is his mentor, and it is he who has taught him superb swordsmanship.

"Will you go to it?" Joels then asked if Byron attended, believing he wouldn't get the first place.

"No, I'm not going to participate, I'll leave the opportunity to you young people."

After Byron, he instructed, "You have only participated in a few competitive conferences, and they are all small-scale competitive conferences, you have not met a strong opponent, don't take it lightly, maybe this time you will meet a skilled person." ”

"Really? I'm here to see if it's his swordsmanship or mine. Joels is still undiminished in his arrogance.

Night was approaching, and it was at this time that they reached the gates of the city of Wocheze.

Returning to his lodgings, Walls told the crowd about the athletic convention.

"I know this, I heard about it on the street a long time ago, the registration closes tomorrow, and the competition will officially start the day after tomorrow." Owens was the first to speak.

"I already knew it, I heard it on the street, and I was about to go to it." Alleyne continued.

"Captain, are you going to participate in this competition?" Jenks reacted.

"Yes, of course I'm going." Walls spoke straight to his thoughts.

"In that case, then I'm going too, I'm going to help you." Owens' face was full of enthusiasm.

It wasn't long before Alleyne, Owens and Jenks, as well as a few new recruits, expressed their willingness to participate in the tournament.

After a night's sleep, as soon as the doors of the arena opened, Walls and his party began to sign up.

In fact, the prize money for this tournament is only 200 dinars, but there is also a gambling game, which is to bet on who wins, and the bet money varies from 100 dinars to 5 dinars, so that you can earn thousands of dinars by gambling.

That's the real way to make money.

Without further ado, Walls quickly found a place to bet on himself, and immediately placed a bet on himself, that is, to bet on himself to win, this is the rule, and players can only bet on themselves, so as not to deliberately lose on the field, so as to squeeze benefits.

This time Walls had invested all his belongings, and now he had no extra money to buy salt. If Walls wins the game.

Then you can get a few thousand dinars, but if Walls loses, it means that Walls will go back to the way he used to be.

Time passed quickly, and Walls ran out of town to start his own training, and the day went by like this, and after a night's sleep, it was time for the game to begin.

The game of the athletic conference is to fight in groups, and the number of people in each group is evenly distributed, as for who is on which team is random, as in the case of the current Wall, who is assigned to the red team.

Although Alleyne was in the same team as Walls, Owens was not so lucky, he was assigned to the yellow team, which meant that he was Walls' opponent, while Jenks was assigned to the blue team.

For the sake of fairness, everyone wears the same material of competitive armor, and these competitive armors are different colors, which is done to distinguish teammates from enemies, who are not the same color as themselves.

The weapons are issued by the owner of the arena, and these weapons are made of wood, so that the participants are guaranteed not to die, and of course, accidents always happen.

The people of Wocheze are all Nords, and the Nords are good at foot combat, which means that none of them are riding horses.

The weapons used were either swords or axes, and each one was equipped with a rudimentary wooden shield, which did not provide much defense, and even this wooden weapon could cut it down.

The rules of the game are very simple, those who fall to the ground and can't stand up are eliminated, as long as one person in a team stands at the end, then everyone in this team will be promoted, and then divided into a team again, and then the game will be played.

Until the end of the day, when there is only one person left, it is the champion of the game.

Walls looked at his teammates, and in addition to Alleyne, there was a man who looked like a master.

"What is this person's strength?" Walls said to Wo's Goldfinger.

"Asking the system about everything, it's too dependent, right? I'm not like that. Finally, the baron couldn't help it, and complained in his heart.

[System prompt: Are you sure??? 】

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