Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Tournament

"Lear!" Lear said coldly. He decided to use his original name from today, to use a very cliché phrase, the wheels of history began to roll, and the name of King Lear appeared for the first time in the ancient continent.

As for the origin of King Lear and why he suddenly appeared in Rozburg, it has always been the focus of research by later historians, and it is also the most controversial place.

And one of the people closest to King Lear revealed that King Lear had just suffered the pain of breaking his family, and his heart was full of murderous energy, so he joined the army......

"Lear, if I lose to you this stinky boy, I will not only give you the position of squad leader, but I will also be a horse for you!" Billy the Mad Dog laughed maniacally.

"Then you will be a horse for me!" Lear kicked his feet, and the stone slabs on the jousting platform shattered into several pieces, and his body pounced on the mad dog like a cheetah.

A trace of consternation flashed in Billy's eyes, and a huge fist suddenly burst out of a flood of white light and smashed down on Lear's head, no one did not believe that this huge fist hit the young man's head, it must have ended up with blood splashing.

Suddenly, Lear's body twisted, his upper body bent backwards at an incredible angle, his huge fist brushed his chest, the wind whipped his coarse cloth shirt violently, and his front feet slammed into the mad dog's wide open chest.

"Boom!" Billy, the mad dog, flew up, and a mouthful of blood had already spurted out in mid-air, and he fell under the stage more than ten meters away, smashing up a puff of dust and smoke.

The soldiers in the audience were silent, and with one move, the fierce and abnormal mad dog competition was knocked off the competition platform, and it seemed that they had suffered a lot of trauma!

After a while, the applause sounded like thunder!

Lear smiled bitterly, no matter how he said it, he was also a Taoist priest, he didn't use Taoism today, but mixed rice with his fists and feet, and if the old man knew about it, I'm afraid he would jump up and scold him in anger, but who let the old guy teach him so many things?

This is one of the eight poles of the collapsed legs, Erlang Danshan style!

In the audience, I don't know when there were a few more people, and one of them was a middle-aged man with a tall figure, his face was like a knife and an axe, calm and cold, and there was a hint of sharpness in his eyes.

"Pretty good boy, Duke, go try his bottom!" said the middle-aged man.

"Yes, sir!" the guard threw off his blood-red cloak and jumped onto the stage.

"Iron Guard!" is General Patton's ......," and there was a lot of discussion in the audience.

"Your name is Lear, isn't it?" Duke said with a smile on his face, "My name is Duke, the blood guard next to my lord, a third-level fighter!

Squadron Leader: There was an uproar in the audience, and there were more than 100 people in a squadron! A new recruit was the squadron leader as soon as he entered the barracks?

Lear's heart shook wildly, the third-level warrior in front of him gave him a huge pressure, and a layer of white fighting qi was rising from the opponent's two-handed knight's big sword, and there was a sparkling fiery red light in the fighting qi, and the fire belonged to the surname Douqi!

They have never cultivated any kind of Dou Qi, and they don't know anything about it, ordinary civilians in the Ancient Continent have no access to the Dou Qi secrets at all, they can at most learn a little bit of superficial low-level Dou Qi in the army, even if they refine to the extreme, it is difficult to break through to a high-level fighter. This is the case with the village chief, Fell, who has been hovering at the fourth level all his life.

And Duke in front of him is obviously not a civilian.

Lear's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he untied the purple bamboo longbow behind his back, and a white iron arrow instantly hit the bowstring, pointing at Duke from afar.

"Hey, he's still an archer, but this bow sucks! Well, the arrows aren't bad. The middle-aged man in the audience smiled, and suddenly his face changed, how could this arrow be so familiar? His sharp gaze immediately stared at the silver arrow, and a small lilac pattern immediately came into view.

His smile immediately froze. How can this arrow be in the hands of this kid?

On the stage, the battle kicked off in an instant.

"Purple Arrow!" Lear snorted, the long arrow flashed at Duke with a faint purple light, followed by a soft shout "Green Spirit Arrow!" A blue light came first, shooting at his chest.

The three arrows of the Netherworld are refined to the extreme, and no one dares to attack them. Even the purple bamboo arrows commonly used by Li Erping can also exert a lot of power.

If you shoot three arrows with the "Starfall Bow", even a fourth-level fighter may not be able to follow unscathed, but unfortunately, with Lear's current strength, he can only shoot the first two arrows, and Xiao Cheng, who has cultivated to the first layer of the Samadhi True Fire, "Nine Separation Essence Fire", may be able to shoot the most lethal "Cangying Arrow".

Duke was slightly taken aback, he didn't expect this kid to fight when he said he would, and his movements were so fast that the arrow would be shot in front of him in an instant. But he didn't panic in the slightest, the white light on the steel long sword in both hands brightened a little more, and a trace of bright red flames appeared slightly on the tip of the sword.

"Bang!" the back of the big sword slammed into the oncoming long arrow, and almost at the same time, a small knight's shield tied to his arm sank to the ground, blocking the "Qingling Arrow"!

"Boom!" Duke shook his body, and the tremendous power of the arrow shook his heart, and he held the arrow in both hands and slashed hard, "Flame Spike!"

However, he was horrified to find that his always flexible footwork was a little sluggish today, and at the same time, his mind was dizzy, and he stumbled and almost fell to the ground!

"Enchanted arrows!—he's a magic archer!" Duke exclaimed in horror.

But it was too late, and a black iron short knife was pointed at his throat, the sharp blade almost cutting through the skin on his neck, and a bead of blood was sliding down the short knife. He saw a pair of blood-red eyes glowing with a terrifying light, as if they were no longer human eyes, but some kind of beast staring blood-hungry at its prey beneath its claws.

Lear's eyes were bloodshot, and the murderous aura accumulated in his heart rushed to his heart.

"Calm down, calm down......," he told himself secretly, "this is not an enemy, this is not!" "Slowly, calmly away," he struggled to remove the black iron dagger made by the dwarf Old Buck in his hand.

He said coldly: "You, lose!"

The middle-aged man was also shocked in his heart, he originally thought that Duke would definitely be able to test the depth of this kid, and he would not be defeated at the worst, but he didn't expect Duke to suddenly hold a big sword like a ghost possessed and not move, allowing the other party to approach his body and force his throat with a short knife.

The middle-aged man immediately understood that Duke underestimated this kid too much, and was suddenly restrained by the magic power contained in the enchanted arrow, and failed before he could fight back!

What a ruthless boy, such a weird arrow, such a fast speed! The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed, and a faint golden light appeared on his hand, as long as there was the slightest mistake, he would immediately attack! Feeling the murderous aura on Lear's body slowly subside, he removed the short knife.

The middle-aged man's expression eased, and the faint golden light on his hand slowly dissipated. Pale golden fighting spirit, this middle-aged man has broken through the shackles of the sixth level, and his fighting spirit has turned into a golden high-level fighting spirit!

"Good boy, not bad! Follow me to the Blood Guard Camp!hahaha......" The middle-aged man laughed a little strangely, there are a lot of stories about this kid I met today!

Lear took the longbow and turned around and shouted, "Ma Ling, follow me!"

Mad Dog Billy stood up with a bitter look on his face. Whoever let him talk too much, and talking in the barracks is not a word, he will never think of raising his head again.

Well, the Blood Guards around the General have all been defeated, and there is nothing to be ashamed of if we are defeated! The treatment of the blood guards is not ordinarily good.

(The second more to! Brothers support,The transition chapter is coming to an end,Every little ** is coming,Ask for a ticket!Wood is not a professional coder,Every day after work and go home to stay up late to code out a chapter,And the speed of the code word is too sad,A chapter takes two or three hours.。 Sadden...... ）