Li Ang's cavalry spear was also broken, and he simply raised his cavalry spear and threw it in the direction of the crowd, using the cavalry spear as a spear thrower, disrupting the battlefield.

Then, he drew his axe and rode his horse behind the man holding the shield from earlier.

The opponent drove the horse around for half a circle to defend and counterattack, but Leon quickly approached. The engagement distance is too close, and there is no speed blessing, holding a three-meter-long cavalry gun is obviously not lethal.

But just as he was hurriedly changing his axe, Leon's attack was already in front of him.

"Boom Boom ......"

The opponent's skills were still very good, and he hurriedly blocked several attacks with his shield in a row, but he didn't notice that the player from the other team rushed behind him and fired a shot - this was the same as Li Ang's behavior just now, but the speed of the sprint was not so fast, and he didn't poke people into the air.

Leon reached out and snatched the spear from his slowly falling opponent, and once again walked far away.

Now, one of the teams had two more people, and the other two teams had only one person left, and the battle naturally became two teams against one team - while Leon and Forcher watched the show on the other side of the field.

The audience was booing at this point - obviously booing Leon.

But the fat boss and the other blonde old man in the upstairs box applauded softly.

The fat boss stood on the side respectfully, and it was obvious that the blonde old man was Marshall's father, Duke Alma.

"This kid is very smart...... Brunette with black eyes...... Where is he from? There seemed to be some appreciation in Duke Alma's eyes.

The fat boss replied with a smile: "The adventurer from Barkley is said to be the descendant of a certain knight. Although his black hair and black eyes look a little strange, Barkley has ...... for everyone."

Alma narrowed her eyes, "I know a knight with black hair and black eyes...... Probably not, right? ”

He frowned, as if remembering something, his fingers tapping on the armrest in deep thought.

On the gauntlet, the golden lion coat of arms vibrated with the movement of his fingers, as if to choose someone to devour.

The battle in the field was nearing its end, and at this time, two more unlucky eggs in the field fell.

And the remaining two opponents, one of whom has already been wounded, seems to be unable to ride a horse.

Leon then greeted Forschel and charged again.

And Forscher, holding his shield, rode close to the wounded hapless man.

The opponent also raised his shield and spear and rushed towards Li Ang, obviously a brave man, knowing that as long as Li Ang was eliminated, he would probably win the battle.

After all, Forscher's rookie who can be seen through at a glance is really not worth mentioning in the eyes of masters......

The two seemed to be about to present the audience's favorite scene, with the two knights raising their guns against each other as if in a duel.

The audience was obviously aroused by such a scene, and the audience stood up and began to shout, and some people threw flowers into the field, and the scene was as enthusiastic as fire.

But Leon obviously doesn't like such famous scenes - the slightest mistake will burp, and there is a high probability that both will lose.

Besides, this is a competitive game, not a knightly duel that represents dignity and honor.

So before he was about to make contact, he staggered the angle slightly, and then shot the opponent's horse in the head in advance......

The horse's head can be positioned much higher than a human - and the horse will not be blocked with a shield.

The expression on his opponent's face changed from resolute to stunned......

The horse let out a short, painful neigh, and then fell headlong, and the horse's front hooves kicked a deep pit in the mud.

And the powerful inertia brought by the full-speed sprint directly threw the opponent on horseback far away, lying ten meters away and moaning in pain.

The dust was flying, and the audience was silent.

Subsequently, the audience let out a deafening boo, obviously very dissatisfied with this obscene style of play without any sense of honor.

But Leon didn't look back, threw down his shattered riding spear, pulled out his hatchet again, and knocked down the wounded unlucky man with an axe before Forscher.

Foucher yelled at Leon in dissatisfaction: "What are you doing? Idiot! He's mine! ”

Li Ang glanced at him, and his words were mocking: "He is the champion of the last real sword fighting, and he is the best at exchanging injuries for injuries, and most of the people who have fought with him will have a little disability......"

Forcher glanced behind the man, and sure enough, one of the legs of the man he had defeated had been twisted in reverse......

The bastard young master swallowed his saliva and stopped talking.

At this time, the horn sounded again, and it was obvious that the opponent who had been thrown away by the horse had voluntarily admitted defeat and withdrawn from the race.

That's a wise and smart man.

They made the cut.

The audience booed even more.

But the Duke of Alma, who was in the box, applauded and laughed, and said as if to himself, "This is definitely not his child...... He's not so shameless......"

The most difficult multi-person marshalling melee ended smoothly, and the fat boss smiled.

Because the next semi-final is Leon vs. Forcher.

In view of Li Ang's martial arts and acting skills in the past six months, it seems that everyone is happy, and the dinar seems to have arrived.

Leon and Forcher both seemed relaxed, after all, both felt that they could get the results they wanted.

At halftime, Leon once again found the fat boss.

"Is there a gambling game in the next game?"

The fat boss was stunned: "Of course, there are ...... in every game The next match is up to 200 dinars, but players can't afford to lose. ”

"That'...... How much can I earn by buying Forcher now? Leon rubbed his chin, his eyes full of sparkling gold coins.

"There are a lot of people who buy you to win. So, you can earn at least 500 dinars by buying Master Forschel......"

Li Ang frowned: "That's it?" The bottom of that straw bale is easy to see, I thought it would be at least five to five? ”

The fat boss shrugged: "But the people inside the arena have bought you to lose, and they have offset a lot of odds...... In the past six months, who doesn't know that Your Excellency Li Ang has never won the championship, and after each semi-final, he has played the most fake and lost the most real......"

Li Ang grinned: "Then you help me bet 200, I don't want the money I win, how about giving me your Alice?" Otherwise, Forcher may not have been able to win......"

The fat boss looked at Li Ang, who was blatantly blackmailing him, with an unbelievable look in his eyes, and then turned into deep admiration in a long sigh.

Such a shameless person is better than he was back then.

This young man is sure to become an arena tycoon all continental......

"Okay...... I can't ride her now anyway. Alas, my beloved Alice...... You've got to be nice to her......"

The fat boss of more than three hundred pounds looked down at his stomach, and he definitely couldn't see his feet from his point of sight.

Alice is a beautiful golden-maned horse, and Leon has not been in the mood for a day or two.