"Eriba, how did you train at the range yesterday?" Moeller asked casually as he distributed the pie on the table to Eriba and Rex, who were eating porridge.

"Not bad. Eriba broke open the pie and sniffed it with his nose like a puppy, looking at him as if he was very satisfied with the aroma of the pie, and then looked up at Moeller and said happily: "I successfully shot a sonic arrow yesterday, but I am not stable yet, and I want to practice again today." ”

"It's amazing to be able to master the sonic arrow so quickly!" Moeller was amazed, the sonic arrow was already an advanced archery technique, and with Ereba now it could only be regarded as a lowly magic power, even if it was only barely enough to shoot one, it was definitely a very amazing achievement.

Eriba was very happy to hear Big Brother Moller's admiration, and his dark eyes were smiling, but Moller still advised: "Don't be too reluctant, for now you are still focusing on improving your magic power!"

Rex didn't like Brother Moller's attention to others, and shook his hand in front of Moller and said, "Brother Morer, I still have to train today, and I have to improve more than yesterday!"

With the comparison of peers, I am really more motivated. Moeller smiled and agreed, filling Rex with another bowl of porridge.

After confirming that Rex is a gifted demon body yesterday, Moller was very entangled for a night, but in the second half of the night he suddenly wanted to open it - not to mention that Rex probably doesn't have to worry about the lack of potential at all, even if something really goes wrong in the future, it's a big deal to find a way to help him lift the curse of becoming a human and restore his identity as a dragon!

After dinner, Moller took Eriba and Rex to the training ground, and Urruti had already left alone first, and he didn't know why he was in such a hurry.

After arriving at the training ground, Moeller was surprised to see that the place that was not too lively yesterday suddenly became bustling today, and there were crowds of people everywhere, and many mountain people with purple skin were often naked, and their faces and bodies were covered with oil paint.

In crowded places, there are high platforms where people are fighting, and people watching below shout or mock boos from time to time.

Moeller caught a local and asked only to know that the three days from today are exactly the days when the mountain people go down the mountain to the city to catch the market, not only a lot of transactions to be carried out, but also many activities, and the ring match here in the training ground is one of the most popular activities.

Rex was so excited at the sight of this that his eyes were almost out of use, and Eriba looked very interested. Seeing them like this, Moeller was afraid that he didn't have the heart to train now, so he simply took the two of them around these rings.

The outermost rings were all ordinary samurai, a bit like fancy wrestling, which looked very intense, but in Moeller's opinion, it was actually a form of performance, which attracted a large number of onlookers.

Bypassing these most popular rings, you can see some practitioners fighting on the stage, and the onlookers are relatively scattered, probably because there is no protection in the ring, for fear of being affected by the battle.

Moeller now had no weapons on either side of the ring on the periphery or in the ring, and only after asking a passer-by did he know that this was the consensus reached between the mountain leader and the city lord - "no force other than oneself can be used in the ring."

After all, this is a competition in broad daylight, and the main purpose is to be lively, not to be very bloody like those underground rings. If you don't use weapons and the like, it's not easy to get killed.

I saw two demon warriors in a ring, one of them was a mountain man with blue oil paint painted on his face, a faint blue light on his legs, jumping up and down like a monkey with agility, enough to use any part of his body to attack the enemy. However, the person who was his opponent was not bad, not only had great strength, but also superb wrestling skills, and a pair of big hands with yellow light, so that the mountain people did not dare to be caught by him at all.

Both of them are junior demon warriors, and the fight is also very fierce.

At the back of the ring there is a shed made of colored cloth, in which sits a solemn old mountain man, with a lot of ornaments made of animal bones and bird feathers, and the breath of the whole body seems to have reached the intermediate level, and behind him sits a row of young mountain people, it seems that this ring should be presided over by a certain mountain tribe, and I am afraid that it also has the meaning of training the juniors.

Rex was intrigued by this kind of fight, and every time he saw someone get hit, he was so happy that he screamed with joy when the mountain man punched his opponent in the neck and knocked him unconscious, and when he saw that the next fight was still a little bit away, he urged everyone to move on to another ring.

The second ring happens to be a duel between a magician and a demon warrior, and it is also low-level strength - low-level strength practitioners are the largest and most common, and intermediate and high-level powerhouses are generally not very likely to participate in such a competition that is mostly appreciated.

The magician was a small golden man of Ereba his age, with delicate features and an arrogant face, and his opponent was a sturdy demon warrior, two heads taller than him.

The magician is much inferior to the demon warrior in the ring, after all, the space in the ring is too small, which is not conducive to the magician who is good at long-range attacks, and the contrast between the physiques of the two sides is so stark, so Moller heard a lot of people around him saying that the young magician is very courageous, and the big demon warrior is bullying the big with the small.

However, not long after the competition began, it became a very wonderful performance for the young magician alone. The magic he blessed himself to assist in moving seemed to be more advanced than the light body technique used by ordinary magicians, with three star-like cyan lights surrounding him, not only driving his body to be very agile, but also effortless when turning out of thin air, and the efficiency was several grades higher than that of light body techniques.

Because of this superb auxiliary magic, the demon warrior did not have an advantage at all with the speed and agility brought by his physical strength, but was teased by the young magician like a clumsy fool.

"Smack!"

The golden young magician moved swiftly behind the demon warrior, and a half-foot-long cyan light appeared in his hand, hitting the demon warrior's back like an awl.

"Ahh

The screams of the demon warrior in the ring continued to sound, and the magic of the young magician brought him severe pain, but it did not leave any obvious scars, and many people in the audience began to laugh at the appearance of this demon warrior, and the angry demon warrior's attack was even more unruly, and he was simply played with by the young magician between applause.

Moeller didn't like this kind of teasing of his opponent, and Rex looked at the stage in confusion, only feeling that the fight was not as exciting as the previous one. Eriba, on the other hand, was visibly angry, believing that the young magician's humiliation of his opponent was inferior.

After a while, the young magician, who seemed to be tired of playing, gave the demon warrior the final blow, and the demon warrior who collapsed in the ring was carried down amid the taunts of the crowd, and the young magician looked at the audience with disdain: "Does anyone want to come up and fight me? The bounty will be increased by another hundred gold coins, as long as you win me, you will get three hundred gold coins!"

Out of the shed behind the boy came a middle-aged man in a white samurai suit, dragging a plate full of gold coins.

There were a few people in the audience who looked at the gold coin and were eager to try, but when they thought of the fate of the demon warrior before, they all hesitated, and the young magician saw such a scene, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

"I want to race, I want gold!"

When Rex saw the gold coins and wanted to put them all in his baby elephant piggy bank, he cried out with great interest.

Moeller didn't stop any of them, and was about to pull Rex away, when he heard the young man on the stage laugh: "It's really cowardly, you can escape so fast, do you dare to shout and dare not come up to compare?"

The other party's provocation made Rex angry and wanted to break free from Moller's hand to teach a lesson, and Moller also stopped, he looked back, and now the young man was looking at him contemptuously, although the sound just now was called by Rex, but the young magician directly ignored Rex and put the account on his head.

"I agreed. Moller said, looking down at Rex.

"Huh?" Rex stopped struggling.

"Let's go up and fight and teach that impudent idiot a good lesson!" Moller smiled and encouraged Rex, since everyone else was provocative, he couldn't pretend that nothing had happened, at least not to let Rex lose his courage.

"What? It's this kid on stage!" Some of the audience members who wanted to watch a good show immediately exploded when they saw Rex jump into the ring. The young magician's face was even more gloomy, and he looked at the audience and said angrily, "Are you trying to humiliate me?"

Moeller clasped his hands on his sleeves and sneered sharply, "How do you know who is really cowardly?"

Rex also shouted on stage: "Dare to call me cowardly, I want to teach you a lesson this impudent idiot!"

What Moeller said to Rex just before he came on stage was now shouted out by him on the spot, and the young magician felt as if he had been beaten with a stick, his facial features were distorted, and he said viciously to Moeller: "Okay! Since you sent this wild boy up to beat me, then I can't help but teach him some lessons!"

The young magician brushed his gold, looked at Rex opposite condescendingly, and said, "When you want to cry in pain for a while, remember that you should resent the person who put you on stage." Let's go!"

The young magician immediately made a move as soon as he spoke, and a blue light appeared in his hand, and he couldn't wait to make this wild boy who dared to scold him in front of the public suffer some losses.

However, after he shouted to start, Rex couldn't wait to make a move, only to hear a bang, the young magician screamed, flew back several meters, and fell to the ground.

Rex's attack was very direct, and as soon as he came up, he used his best 3rd order magic detonation technique, and the blame was that the young magician despised his opponent too much, he gave up his flexibility advantage, and stood in front of Rex, which was too suitable for being bombarded by the detonation technique.

Rex shot a magic bullet, ready to make up for the opponent who fell to the ground, but saw a figure flash, the middle-aged warrior holding the gold coin blocked in front of the young magician very quickly, and with a wave of his hand, he lightly destroyed Rex's magic bullet that could break rocks, and after glancing at him, he looked coldly at the Moeller in the audience and said, "We lost this game." ”