The morning glow cast a golden brilliance, enveloping the wide arena.

On the martial arts arena, the young man was shirtless, and the golden sunlight inlaid a golden rim on the fiery red fighting spirit faintly penetrating his body.

Fighting desperately with the boy were three sturdy mercenary men, and it could be seen that the three of them had cooperated for a long time, attacked and defended each other well, and their fists and feet were sharp, and they all put on a fighting posture. What's even more terrifying is that the three of them turned out to be third-level warriors, and the combined strength of the three of them was enough to stabilize the pressure and even surpass the fourth-level captains of a large realm.

Despite being one-to-three, the teenagers on the field still had the upper hand. He stepped on the shadow step, his body was as agile as a ghost, and he shuttled freely between the fierce attacks and defenses of the three people. He punched like lightning, swung his legs like whips, and sent the air crackling between his fists and kicks. What's even more weird is that the fist and foot moves are not amorphous, but they run towards the vital points of the bodies of the three people in front of them, forcing the three of them to parry frequently, and they are extremely embarrassed.

On the sidelines of the martial arts arena, Keynesmo was holding his golden beard, unable to hide the smile on his face. Randall beside him still had a cold face, staring at the battle in the arena with an expressionless face, and his sharp gaze did not miss a single detail.

At this moment, the battle situation on the field changed abruptly. Arthur's body moved, and he leaped in front of the mercenary in front of him, and punched the mercenary in front of the door.

The mercenary stepped back, and at the same time crossed his forearms to block, trying to block Arthur's punch, and the other two mercenaries attacked Arthur at the same time, one left and one right, to save him.

Arthur threw a half-punch forward, and his clenched fist opened into a palm, and a water balloon the size of a human head burst out of his palm.

Rank 1 Water Spell "Water Polo Technique"!

Although the water polo's attack power is not strong, it also makes the mercenary close his eyes and lean back. Arthur took advantage of the situation to lean over and sink his shoulders, and a backer knocked the mercenary in front of him out, and he fell to the ground and couldn't get up again.

"This bastard is doing this again?" said Keynes, scolding, but his tone could not hide his approval.

Randall snorted coldly, "Hmph, opportunistic!"

The only two mercenaries left on the field were not Arthur's opponents, and after two moves, one was kicked over by Arthur, and the other lay directly on the ground and stopped fighting.

Arthur turned his head, raised his chin slightly, and smiled slightly at Keynes and Randall.

In exchange, it was Randall's roar, "What kind of thing did you kick just now, it is soft and has no strength, you will be punished for kicking the iron stake a thousand times, and you will not be allowed to eat if you can't finish kicking!"

"Oh! "Oh! " The schadenfreude of the mercenaries watching the battle sounded on the sidelines, and the three mercenaries who had just been defeated by Arthur shouted even louder.

Time flies, Arthur's growth in the mercenary group in the past few years can be called terrifying, less than fifteen years old has reached the peak of the second-level warrior, if it weren't for Randall's pressure to lay a solid foundation for Arthur, Arthur could have stepped into the threshold of the third-level warrior at any time.

Although it is still at the second level for the time being, none of the mercenaries below the rank of captain in the mercenary regiment are the opponents of Arthur, a half-sized son, which makes these old fritters lose face. Not only in the mercenary group, Arthur has now become the little overlord of Huaorez City, and the mercenaries of the blood piercing and the wolf fox have to go around Arthur when they encounter it. In the past few years, although the three mercenary groups have not had any major disputes, the small friction between the mercenaries below has been continuous, and Arthur has already fought several with the mercenaries of the other two families.

At first, the mercenaries didn't take the little guy of the blue enchantress seriously, thinking that even if he had won Trisdi, it was luck, but after a few fights in succession, none of the mercenaries below the third level were Arthur's opponents, and the result of the provocation was that they were all knocked to the ground without exception. Even the mercenaries at the captain level didn't come to mess with Arthur, first, it was disgraceful to win by bullying the small, and second, Arthur was always mixed up with Tony and Angus, and before he wanted to bully Arthur, he had to think carefully about whether he could afford to provoke Tony, a bad guy.

Therefore, it has been rare to see Arthur deflated over the years, and now they finally have a little outlet for them to vent.

The so-called blessing and misfortune lurked, and before a few people were happy, Randall's roar followed, "You, you, and you, three big men let a child fall down, and their faces shouted here, all kick the iron stake for me, 500 times per person, and there is no food to eat if you can't finish kicking!"

The onlookers quickly dispersed, for fear that Randall's next anger would unfortunately fall on him.

Keynes on the side couldn't help but shake his head, "I'm afraid you're too strict with him, aren't you?"

"Be strict now, lest you die on the battlefield in the future. ”

"Battlefield?" Keynes sighed deeply, "It seems like a long time ago, do you want to send him to battle?"

Randall's eyes looked at Arthur, who was kicking the iron stake in the corner of the arena, and muttered, "Don't tell me you don't think so? I'm afraid we have to put all the unfinished business on this kid." ”

For a long time, Keynes did not speak......

"You decided to take the commission?" Randall suddenly burst out with a thoughtless sentence.

"Well, the other party gave a commission that people couldn't refuse. ”

"You've really figured it out? It's a weird place, no one has been there for years, I'm afraid it's bad luck. There was a rare hint of apprehension in Randall's tone.

Keynes smiled bitterly, "Our mercenaries earn this kind of money, not to mention that it is because of danger that the other party is willing to pay such a high commission." ”

Randall hesitated, "Forget it, it's not the time to be young, we're long past the age of desperate." ”

"Let's fight one last time, since it's decided that Arthur will fulfill our unfulfilled long-cherished wishes, it's time to make some preparations. ”

"So you've already decided?"

"Well, it's okay for the two of us to train in this skill, teach a genius who cultivates both magic and martial arts......" Keynes shook his head slightly, and didn't continue after only half-talking.

"You've found the way?"

"There were so many people who owed us their lives back then, and there were always a few who knew how to be grateful. Keynes looked into the distance, as if he remembered something.

Randall let out a rare deep sigh, "That's a lot of money, it seems that we have to accept this commission if we don't accept it!"

The two stood silently like this, no one spoke again, and the backs of the two men in the sun were extraordinarily long......

......

Pansas Orc Wasteland, Lalos Canyon.

The strong wind in the wasteland blew through the strange rocks at the mouth of the valley, making a whining sound, and the whole canyon appeared desolate and desolate.

This is one of the top ten dangerous places in the orc realm, not only are the unenlightened fierce beasts and demonic beasts rampant in the canyon, but it is said that at the end of the canyon there is also an ancient demonic beast that survived the war of gods and demons.

There had been several expeditions led by orc heroes who had tried to hunt the ancient beast, but the end result was that none of them came back alive.

The afterglow of the setting sun spread to the deep canyon, and two tall figures, one old and one young, appeared outside the valley mouth.

The tall old man had unkempt white hair, a wide nose, starry eyes, and a sharp, gloomy gaze that made it impossible for people to look directly. The young orc next to him was a soft, blonde hair, tall and muscular, with a huge two-handed greatsword behind his back, and his face could not hide the murderous aura.

"Go, Leon, don't come back until you break through the third level and become an orc warrior!"

The young orc nodded, and walked straight into the canyon without looking back.