Section 146: The Contest of Strength

The leaders here have all fled, not to mention the ordinary pirates, who were unable to defeat the barbarians in the first place, but they had to struggle to support themselves under pressure. Now as soon as the pirate leaders ran away, they were immediately scattered. Don't look at the fight, but the escape pirates are experts, this is said to run, huhuhu, within two minutes, the pirates were all gone, leaving only about 300 corpses, and the barbarian only injured a few, one did not die, after all, the masters went to surround and annihilate Sven, and those little naturally couldn't hurt the barbarians with a protective aura. So many deaths in just a few minutes of fighting shows how impressive the barbarians' combat power is!

After the battle was over, the barbarians, shouting excitedly, began to collect the spoils of war, and the weapons and armor of the pirates were confiscated, even the smelly shoes on their feet, and the shorts inside. Obviously, this group of barbarians who are so poor that they will never miss any chance to make a fortune.

Just as these people were happily picking up their equipment, a group of humans suddenly walked over. Because of the extremely fierce appearance of this group of barbarians, and there are so many dead people next to them, others will not come forward at all if they have no time to hide, so after these old evil people come over, they are very conspicuous. Before he walked over, Sven, who had just recovered as before, noticed it and immediately brought a few people to meet him.

As soon as the two sides looked at each other, Sven and the old evil looked at each other. Sven was vigilant at first, but it soon turned into appreciation, because he could see that every move of the old evil, every step of his walk and his stand, was like a majestic mountain, full of atmosphere, obviously, martial arts cultivation was very terrifying, that is, a martial arts master like Sven who entered the holy realm could understand the Tao. Others, even if it is a sixth-level high income, at most, have a vague feeling.

As for the old evil, he saw more things from Sven, especially Sven's current state. The old evil was shocked to find out what kind of powerful and powerful skill he had just issued, but Sven didn't seem to be tired, just a little bit of his spirit. This was obviously a big surprise to the old evil, and even Constani and the others were taken aback. Because according to Sven's performance just now, the old evil and several of them unanimously calculated that he had used the unique madness skills of barbarians. Only this skill will allow Sven to suddenly explode several times his combat power, so that he can easily defeat so many enemies.

But the price of madness is very high, even if it only lasts for a few minutes, it will definitely make Sven tired, but looking at his current appearance, where does it look like he has gone mad? This is really too unconventional.

Sven was a straight gut, without too many twists and turns, and asked directly, "Human, what are you doing here?"

"Looking for you!" the old evil temporarily suppressed the shock in his heart, and said equally directly.

"Oh?" Sven was slightly stunned at first, and immediately asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"I heard that you are a mercenary group, and I want to hire you!" said the old evil laugh.

"Haha, it turned out to be a business, that's great, let's say, how do you want to hire us?" Sven immediately said happily.

"This is not the place to talk, let's go to the camp and discuss," the old evil suggested with a wry smile. The heart said, this guy really deserves to be a barbarian, his IQ is too low, how can he guard the dead corpse on the battlefield to talk about business?

"Okay!" Sven obviously didn't know what he was wrong with, but in order to run away for business, he still said happily: "Come with me!"

Then Sven shouted to the people on the battlefield: "Give me a careful pick-up, the horns on the horn demon's head have been pulled, and it can be sold somewhat!"

"Haha, no problem, big brother, you can rest assured!" a group of barbarians shouted excitedly.

Listening to the barbarians scraping the ground to such an extent, both the old evil and Constani felt like they couldn't laugh or cry.

Following Sven and a few barbarians, the group soon came to a tent, where the tents were all made of animal skins, and at first glance they had the style of a barbarian plateau. It's just that not only the style of the buildings is similar, but also the smell. Before they even entered the camp, the stench almost made the old evil and Constani vomit on the spot. It turned out that these barbarians ate, drank, lazard, and slept, all in the camp, and had no concept of hygiene at all. The corners of the camp are full of excrement, so it's no wonder that they don't stink. It is also thanks to their strong bodies that they are not afraid of getting sick.

Although the old evil is a demon, the demon also loves to be clean? Especially when there is a delicate beauty beside him, how can he enter such a dirty camp? So he hurriedly pulled Constani to retreat one after another, and ran out for dozens of meters before stopping.

Sven was obviously a little unhappy, and directly brought someone over and said, "Boy, what are you running?"

"No way, your camp, it stinks!" the old evil immediately said with a bitter face, "I'm afraid I'm going to faint before I go in!" I said, is that a camp or a toilet for you?"

When Constani heard this, he fainted, and said in his heart, why is this guy so two? In the past, he dared to call the elf prince a little white face, but now he is even more unceremoniously saying to his face that people's camps stink, isn't this deliberately looking for trouble?

Sure enough, as soon as Sven and the others heard this, they were immediately unhappy, and before Sven could speak, the little brother next to him came over and said angrily: "Boy, you dare to say this about us, do you have itchy skin?"

How could the old evil man ask his dirty hands that were still stained with blood to touch him? As soon as he reached out, he grabbed the other party's wrist.

When the guy saw that the old evil still dared to resist, he was immediately furious, and as soon as he used his strength, he planned to forcibly break through the old evil's interception and push the other party down directly. When the old evil saw that the guy didn't know how to lift, and he wasn't staying behind at all, he said in his heart, isn't it just that you don't have to fight for strength? Lao Tzu is still afraid of you?

Thinking of this, the old evil directly exerted his strength, just like catching a chicken, and forced the other party's wrist to press the guy to the ground. You know, although the old evil is very strong among human beings, compared to the barbarians, it is still a little worse, and this guy is half a head taller than the old evil. But he never expected that a mage who was lower than himself would be able to surpass him in strength, and it was very easy. So much so that he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him, and just lay on the ground stupidly.

And this result shocked others. Sven's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "Okay, the strength is not small!"

"Average!" said the old evil with a grin.

"This, Sven, actually~" This is Disley suddenly spoke, obviously to point out the identity of the old evil, but as soon as he said half of it, he was stopped by the old evil reaching out. The old evil doesn't want to find out this relationship yet, he is a very arrogant person, and he is not willing to rely on relatives to obtain refuge, he has to deal with this matter with his own ability.

"Hmph!" Sven then snorted coldly and said, "Boy, even if you have good strength, you can't insult us casually, right? Today, if you don't give an explanation, I will beat you up!"

In the face of the threat of the Sword Saint, the old evil was not afraid at all, but said with a smile, "What? Lord Sword Saint wants to bully me, a sixteen-year-old child?"

"Oh!" Sven was taken aback when he heard this, and then immediately regained his momentum and said in an incredible tone: "You, you are only 16 years old this year?"

"That's right!" the old evil smiled and nodded.

"This!" Sven was depressed now, although he was a barbarian, he knew more or less the rules, even in the barbarian tribe, there was no reason for adults to bully children?

"I said this Sven, your camp really stinks?" the old evil continued to provoke: "I just told the truth, why are you so angry?"

"Boy, don't be arrogant when you're young, that's forcing me to beat you?" Sven immediately said angrily.

"Actually, I want to beat you up too!" the old evil grinned and said, "But I know, you are a sword saint, and your fighting spirit is too perverted, I am definitely not an opponent." Otherwise, how about we follow the rules of the barbarians and fight without fighting aggressively? If I lose, I apologize to you!"

It turned out that the old evil knew that the barbarians had a tradition of continental civilization, that is, hand-to-hand combat without fighting spirit and weapons. Generally speaking, any disagreement between the barbarians is resolved by this, and the loser obeys the winner. Anyway, the barbarians have rough skin and thick meat, and if they don't have weapons and fighting spirit, they can't kill each other even if they are tired and lie down, which can avoid injuries between barbarians because of this to the greatest extent.

"Okay!" Sven immediately said excitedly when he heard this: "I'm still afraid that I won't be able to clean you up?" After saying that, he rushed over directly and gave the old evil a hard fist, and the pleasure was almost the same as when the pirate beat him.

Seeing this, the old evil was not surprised, and pushed Constani to the side casually, and then did not dodge or dodge, straightened his chest, and took the opponent's punch fiercely. In fact, it's not that the old evil can't dodge, but he doesn't want to dodge, he wants to subdue this group of barbarians this time, without any skills, just to win him with strength.

(To be continued)