For ordinary people, it is difficult to use a certain standard to measure the strength of a silver-rank powerhouse. 【Starter】

For example, the Silver Crusader Katyusha, her special physique can accommodate ten times more magical auxiliary effects than ordinary people, and she can use her physical body to fight against the gold-level princess of the earth, and enter and exit the army of the undead as if no one is in a land.

Another example is Luthor, who was under Count Sneck, who played a wonderful swordsmanship, but was beaten like a dog by El, and finally died in the field, and his body did not know what it looked like to be gnawed by wild beasts. He did step into the Silver Secret Realm, but he knew himself more as a court entertainer than a warrior.

Only those who have come into contact with the Silver Secret Realm can clearly feel that there are different stages in this realm. There has never been a shortage of outstanding talents in the history of mankind, and the vast majority of people can achieve it with hard work and talent

Although El himself has stepped into the secret realm, he has not yet completed a rune cycle, and although his strength has skyrocketed, he does not dare to say that he is a true silver rank. In the history of mankind, there are countless people with outstanding talents, and there are countless people who have been promoted to the peak of the bronze rank by virtue of their efforts, but 99% of them have stopped here.

There are some things in this world that can not be changed by virtue of family background or money, and if you want to step into the silver secret realm, talent, luck and faith are essential, so the vast majority of people can only touch the edge of the secret realm, but they will never find their own secret realm.

The Silver Realm is a path, and even if you can step into it, you don't know how far you can go. In fact, among the lucky ones who stepped into the secret realm, 99% of them did not make it to the end. Therefore, the real silver rank must be one in a million strong.

El knew how much he was capable of, but he didn't know how far Roger had traveled. In this situation of mutual distrust, he must find out the details of the other party, and presumably Roger's thoughts at this time are the same.

The battle between Palanti and Thea seemed to be more orderly than yesterday, and in the first battle, they had already had a preliminary understanding of each other's fighting methods, and they had made targeted preparations in private, so the fight was in full swing as soon as they came up. Palanti used the flash sword technique with her hands, and Thea had already put on thicker creature armor and became covered in thorns like a hedgehog.

The two little girls were about to play the next round, when suddenly they were both pressed on their shoulders, and the prepared tricks suddenly lost their effect. 【Start】Thea subconsciously wanted to shoot out the spikes that grew on her back, but she was slapped the head, her body trembled violently, and her tense muscles lost their strength.

She turned her head with a cold face, wanting to see that the blindless bastard was getting in the way for herself, and when she saw Roger's face, she couldn't help but be stunned, the frost on her face melted instantly, and she screamed in surprise: "Brother Roger, when did you come? Are you here to pick me up?"

"I told you you weren't fit for that...... Did they bully you?" Roger rubbed the girl's head, a gentle smile on his face.

"Bullying? Yes, yes, yes! It's that pervert bullying me!" Thea suddenly saw her relatives, and her stomach full of grievances suddenly welled up in her heart. She grabbed Roger's arm and threw herself into his arms, pointed her finger at El and gritted her teeth, "Brother Roger, you must help me clean up that bastard!

"Okay, I'll clean him up for you. Stay away and don't get hurt. Roger thought for a moment, and didn't say that he had been here yesterday, but just nodded earnestly.

On the other side, El also calmed Palanti, and the two little girls ran away from the distance, hiding dozens of meters away and standing in unison, looking like they had made up their minds not to miss the show. El and Roger glanced at each other, and when they saw each other's faces, they couldn't help but feel a subtle sense of pity in their hearts.

"Do you need to leave a little distance for you?" said Roger, glancing at the dragon's tooth bow behind El. In the days of his old days with robbers, El barely survived, and no robber escaped from his arrows, and his notoriety spread among the robbers.

Although the distance between the two people is also five or six meters, this distance is not enough for an archer to exert his strength. At this distance, the archers will definitely suffer some losses, and Roger is not willing to take advantage of him.

"If you distance, you're going to die. El shrugged his shoulders and had a very serious expression on his face, this is not a provocation, but a fact. When the apostle came, even the monsters of the pseudo-gold rank had been shot by El, and the strong man of the silver rank had shot more than one to death, so he naturally had the confidence to speak like this.

Roger is not a hypocritical person, and when he heard El's words, he did not express dissatisfaction. He nodded, picked up a pebble from the ground on his tiptoes, and kicked it into the air. According to the rules of the brown hills, this is the signal for the beginning of the duel, and when the stones fall to the ground, it means the beginning of the battle.

The two girls who were standing in the distance couldn't help but stretch their necks, held their breath, and stared at the falling stone, as if time had stretched ten times at once. But what made the two of them uneasy was that neither El nor Roger showed any fighting posture.

The stone fell to the ground with a crunching sound and flew with a snap. In the air, there was suddenly something that could not be caught by the naked eye collided between the two, it was the murderous aura that erupted from the two people, even if they were tens of meters away, it made Palanti and Thea involuntarily take a step back.

Roger raised his hand and took a step forward, and the golden sword light bloomed from his waist, and for a moment it was like the twinkle of the sun, and the light around him dimmed. There was a distance of five or six meters between him and Eyre, but this knife had already come to El as soon as he was shot, and he slashed straight down with a momentum that would not return.

El didn't have to guess to know that Roger had used the golden scimitar, and the golden light of the knife obscured all the light around him, and it also affected his opponent's eyesight. But this effect was hardly a problem for El, he let out a low roar, his eyes bloomed with a faint blue light, the power of the growth rune burst out in his body, the muscles of his whole body suddenly tensed, and the hard rock surface under his feet shattered dozens of deep cracks with a click.

The steel tomahawk held the golden scimitar, and the golden-colored sword light in the sky suddenly froze, and a circle of invisible ripples spread out from the place where the weapons intersected, raising a gust of breeze. The rock beneath El's feet suddenly sank, and a small crater was stomped into.

Roger's first knife has such a powerful force, which is far beyond El's expectations. Because it is a business of murder and arson, no matter where the bandits tend to have a flexible fighting style, there are few warriors of the strength type, and looking at Roger's size and weapons, it does not look like a blind brute type. However, the strong people who can be promoted to the silver rank naturally can't be measured by common sense, what they are pursuing is not pure strength, but the mastery of power.

Now that the war has begun, Roger certainly won't give El time to think. After a failed attempt, he immediately unslashed the golden scimitar out of his hand, unloading El's rebounding power, while his other hand popped out like a ghost, regaining his grip on the scimitar from below, drawing a rounded arc in midair.

The scimitar was originally a quirky non-mainstream weapon, only horse thieves liked to use it, and Roger's trick was even more bizarre, he was able to change hands in an instant, picking out a second knife from an almost impossible angle. The axe in El's hand didn't have time to defend himself, and the already torn leather armor on his body was torn out of a twenty-centimeter-long wound, and blood splattered on his chest.

Compared to the robbers El had seen, Roger was far from the locals in terms of appearance and manners, and looked more like the kind of people who grew up in the city. But if he really wants to be as weak as he appears on the outside, how can he become the king of bandits in the south? It is because of this strong sense of contrast that El is not satisfied with verbal negotiations, and wants to test his true face in battle, and sure enough, he gets the answer he wants.

Roger didn't move, and as soon as he took out the knife, he showed the tough nature of the king of robbers. When the two of them got off the field, he didn't say that it was just a fight, he naturally wouldn't keep his hands, and as soon as he made a move, he went all out without leaving any room. If you can cut down El directly here, it will naturally save you the trouble of negotiation.

After the second slash, Roger slashed the third without pause, and the golden scimitar slashed through El's chest and then flipped back strangely, the blade pointed straight at El's heart. At this time, the distance between the two people was close to the point of facing each other, and El didn't have time to withdraw his hand to resist. Roger's blade pierced his chest with a terrifying and fierce momentum.

Roger didn't have the slightest joy on his face when he succeeded with two knives in a row, and the touch from the tip of the knife made him clearly feel the beating of El's heart, but at the same time, he also felt the death threat from the other party.

Roger certainly wouldn't mind adding more force if he could kill El directly, but it wouldn't be so cost-effective to take his own life. Is there a life-and-death hatred between the two sides, so why should they make trouble to the point of ending up together? At this time, Roger had almost no choice but to retreat.

Roger stepped back, trying to pull the cutlass out of El's chest, but his wrist was grabbed and he couldn't break free. He looked up and found that El's eyes had been covered with a layer of blood at some point, and the beast-like eyes that chose to devour people made him suddenly startled in his heart.

"These two knives are kind of interesting. Er grabbed Roger's wrist tightly, cracked his mouth and smiled: "Now it's my turn!" (go read om) (jiangsu net)