The two brutes, a man and a woman, laughed together. The female barbarian was about the same height as Yu Jian, with a fiery red outfit, fiery red luminous pendants hanging from her earlobes, reflecting the ice and snow, showing changing colors, and her face was originally quite delicate, but the rough skin that had been blown by the north wind for many years in the wasteland made the expression on her face very fierce. Her Xianglong lingua franca is also very good: "Weak southerner, your humble ears are not qualified to hear such a noble name." ”

The black-bearded barbarian said, "Coward, do you really like to hide behind rocks? You think you are cautious, and we have discovered you at the foot of the mountain." You should be glad we didn't intend to attack, otherwise you would have been lying in the belly of a wolf. ”

Yu Jian walked out from behind the ice stone and stared at the blood-haired barbarian, there was only that one in his eyes: "Boxers from Cold Spring, Yu Jian." Your name. ”

The female barbarian's eyes narrowed, revealing a look of suspicion. The black-bearded barbarian raised his thick black eyebrows, looking a little surprised. The blood-haired barbarian replied: "Agaza the wastelander." ”

Sure enough, it was him.

Legendary warrior of the Great Wasteland, leader of the Blood Drinker, Drinker, Bloodhair, Immortal, Demon of the Abyss, Son of Goshawk, Agatha. He has many names.

The name has been a name that has been heard by countless boxers for nearly a hundred years, and the bards in the tavern have sung that Agash is a demon from the Infinite Abyss, and that the historians of the kingdom believe that he is a descendant of a goshawk. Yu Jian has heard countless legends about him, but each legend has one thing in common: Agaza is an immortal. The barbarian in front of him looked to be in his forties, but his story had been told for at least ninety years.

"Meeting you at the top of the storm is fate's arrangement. The dragon god favors!" Yu Jian raised his short sword, stretched out his arm, first placed the short sword horizontally, and then erected it. This is the starting salute of a duel with a weapon among boxers, showing respect for the opponent. "Before that, I want you to answer me a question. ”

The female barbarian sneered: "How great do you think you are, in our eyes, you Nankees are not much different, the Immortals must accept your challenge? and are they obliged to answer your questions? Are Nankees as proud as you?"

"As proud as you are. Yu Jian coldly counterattacked: "I am asking questions and challenges to the drinker Agaza, not to you." ”

The blackbearded barbarian said, "Southerners, you need to understand that you are facing Xinna, the spokesperson of the Blood Drinking Camp. She can answer questions in place of the Immortals. ”

Agasha waved his hand, and the two stopped talking. "Just ask. ”

"How do you know what I'm here for?" was a highly secretive operation, and few people knew about it.

Blood-colored braids fluttered in the wind, and the voice that came out of his sneering lips was lazy and vicissitudes: "Isn't it obvious? Archie told you that you can't find anything like that. From the wastelands to the deep waters, from the Hammer Basin to the Supreme Mountain, everyone on the Ruifeng Continent knows how weak your Dragon Monarch is. And you don't know, it's impossible for a boxer to get it. ”

"Why?"

Sina replied sarcastically: "You just said that there is only one problem. ”

Archie laughed.

"Just out of respect for your journey. Agasha stroked the blood-red mustache on his chin with his thumb and forefinger, "The ice mushroom is a sacred relic of Storm Mountain, a gift from the Eagle God. It may heal your Dragonlord, but it won't grow where Boxers can tread. It was under the mountain wall over there, in the air that swirled up from the foot of the mountain. The god of the sky will only give it to the son of the goshawk. Gaza pointed to the north side of the storm's top, "You can't walk over, you can't climb up, unless you can fly like an eagle, but you can't." So you'll never get it. ”

"Can you pick it up?" if these words are true, then unless someone helps him.

"Not for you. Sina replied sharply.

Yu Jian suddenly remembered what Yuan Dawei, the governor of Baihua Province, and Long Jun said, "If someone picks an ice mushroom and sells it to the Eta people, then it has a price." ”

"There can be no such thing. Sina flatly denied it, "We won't let your coins tarnish the holiness of the ice mushrooms." ”

This may just be a self-proclaimed statement by the female barbarian. But if not...... So the so-called ice mushroom curing the Eta people is just a story. Stories with ulterior motives...... But he had to try.

"What if I can outshine your scimitar?" Yu Jian stared into Agaza's eyes.

"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with the Immortals. He said you would never get it. And you can't even defeat my scimitar. Sina chuckled.

"There's no honor in beating you. ”

"Yo, I don't see that you still have a ridiculously superficial sense of honor. Sina held the knife in her hand, and her red cloak was blown into a cloud by the wind. "It is the greatest honor of your life that your life can end in my dance of death. ”

As she spoke, she took a step forward, crossed her arms over her chest, grasped the hilt of her sword upside down, and looked at her opponent with a leisurely contempt: "I am your path to immortality, and I am full of joy and thanksgiving to your god." ”

As soon as she spoke, her people floated up like fallen leaves whirling in the autumn wind, spinning extremely fast, and the blades of the blades danced around her like the wheels of a windmill. Her whole being became a fiery spinning top.

Yu Jian didn't seem to react, and he didn't move. The moment the fiery blade dance* approached him, he suddenly fell straight down, like dry wood that had been cut by an axe. Then he began to glide backwards, gliding faster than the fiery spinning top was moving, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them were more than ten feet apart.

With a flick of his right wrist, his palm opened, and dense stone pills shot out like raindrops.

Xina let out a sneer, and Shi Yu hit the blade with a series of crisp "ding" sounds. Archie on the side looked at it with a smile, and in his opinion, Xinna was undoubtedly a sure winner. But in the next moment, his smile suddenly froze.

Xinna's whirling dance stopped, and the last strange sound of the stone rain and the blades clashing was the sound of scimitars falling to the ground and metal falling on ice. Archie didn't even see how it all happened.

Next to the scimitar that fell to the ground, there was also a steel short sword.

With an expression of disbelief, Sina glared at the frail Southerner who was two feet away from her.

The frail Southerner shook her head with a look of regret and said in the same tone as she had before, "I said that there is no honor in defeating a woman. ”

Archie didn't see it clearly, but Sina knew what had happened in that moment. The stone rain he shot over was longitudinal with qi*, hitting the designated position, and she could only dance the blade to block it. Of course she could stop the stone rain, but that was exactly what he wanted. A flaw appeared in her wrist, and the dagger that followed struck her wrist accurately.

He shot down her weapon. He knew what weapons meant to warriors in the wasteland. Losing a weapon in a duel is tantamount to defeat. He struck her wrist with the hilt, not the tip. He could have hurt her, but he didn't, and it made her doubly humiliated.

"You lost your weapon, you lost. Agasha still crossed his arms and stroked his chin. He saw all this, but he didn't seem to care.

Sina looked ashamed. Agatha's voice was emotionless: "You are facing the first samurai of the boxers. Pride is your greatest weakness. ”

"Follow the teachings of the Immortals. Sina hung her head, picked up the scimitar from the ground, and retreated behind Agaza.

"My people know how important weapons are, that's part of the body. Even if they fail, they will not lose their weapons. Agasha looked at the steel dagger on the ground, "And what do you have now but throw stones?"

"You forgot I'm a boxer. ”

Agasha's mocking smile returned to the corners of his mouth, "You're so weak that all you have left is your fist." ”

Yu Jian clenched his hands, "I only have fists. ”

Agaza's hand stroking his chin drooped down into the crook of his other hand, and at the same time, the steel dagger on the ground suddenly rose into the air, as if it was being held up, and shot towards Yu Jian.

The hilt of the sword is in front and the blade is in the back. This is exactly the same as when Yu Jian threw it over.

Yu Jian grasped the hilt of the short sword, and was speechless in shock. When did this barbarian who was far away in the wasteland learn the dragon god's dragon fist technique? With his current physical state, it is impossible to defeat such an opponent.

"All you need is your fist, not even your vows. And you think it's glory. Agatha chuckled, "It's not just your dragon lord who is sick, but also your weak nation. Didn't your blood oath remind you what you live for?"

"It's compassionate. "The Immortal can easily tease him, but he must remain calm, he has gone through so much hardship to reach the top of the storm, and he is not here to fight. "Since when did you start to care about the boxers? The fate of my king and the boxers is naturally blessed by the dragon god. ”

You can understand it as compassion. Gaza looked up at the sky, "It means nothing to me to kill you. From the Ice Fields to the Land of the Sun, from the Silver Valley to the Immaculate Sea, there will be a storm like never before. The spirit dragon can't protect your king. ”

"It doesn't need to make sense to kill the enemy. "Everyone has their own mission. Live for it. Archie, give it to him. ”

With that, Agaza turned and left, not in the slightest fear of an attack from behind. His blood-red hair fluttered in the wind like a leaping flame. Sina followed him closely. Archie untied a cowhide bag from his waist and threw it at Yu Jian.

Yu Jian caught the bag.

"Southerners, the Immortal doesn't need your life, and he doesn't need you to be grateful, but you should remember his words. He had never been so patient with a foreigner, so tolerant. ”

Yu Jian stood in place, watching the three of them disappear behind the huge ice and stone group. He pinched the leather bag, and his expression changed immediately.

The cowhide bag was opened, and inside were two bottles of green acid, a more elaborately crafted compass.

Why is that?

He couldn't understand all of this at all. He had had countless dreams in his twenty-seven years of life, and none of those absurd, grotesque, and bizarre dreams could be more absurd, grotesque, and bizarre than all that was in front of him.

The murderous demon didn't take the life of a boxer, and he could have done that. Not only that, but he actually let the enemy go home and provided such help!

Who believes in such a thing?

From the time he set out from the royal capital, he was mentally prepared for death, but the shadow of death did not swallow him.

Everyone has their own mission. What is he living for?

He should have remembered his identity and duty all the time.

The longings that had resided in his mind since his youth had shaped his will. His mission is to find the Ice Mushroom, not to duel the Barbarians, even if it's Agaza the Drinker. Whether this mission is completed or not, he must return to the dragon monarch and report back on the results of this journey. He is not in a position to despise his life and waste it in a duel at will. He was a Dragon Monarch Guard, and he knelt down before the Dragon God and the Dragon Monarch and made a blood oath that he would defend the safety of His Majesty the Dragon Monarch with all his might.

He touched the scar on the palm of his left hand, the mark of his oath. The Medal of Glory for the Dragon Monarch's Guard. He looked in the direction of the southern dragon wall, and he had to return to the dragon monarch as soon as possible. Is it really necessary for Agaza to be alarmist about him? Perhaps there is a real storm mixed with fancy lies and trickery with ulterior motives.

Now is the time for him to keep his oath. He can't be a broken oath.