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"As you wish, my lord. ”

Barlow's burly and muscular frame contrasted strongly with Nicola next to him, and he took a step forward, tearing off his burqa and tossing it aside, revealing the massive intertwined muscles on his body.

He shrugged his shoulders vigorously, his head turned from side to side, his thick neck made a sound of bone joints rubbing with the movement, and then he raised his arms flat, and his two huge fists were placed near his chin, and he bowed slightly, and his eyes exuded a cold gaze that was about to pounce on his prey.

Barlow put on such a posture to show that Leonardo's words made him serious, and then he stomped his foot hard, let out a "ha" angry shout, and his huge body swooped down at an unimaginable speed.

"Gogil, Bing, if anyone tries to stop Barlow, go and stop him," the vampire said, with a look of amusement on his face. Based on his understanding of Barlow, as long as he is a dark fighter and goes all out, the hateful young man opposite has no way to live.

"Let you feel the horrors of the Dark Seeker before you die, as a punishment ......for the sarcastic remarks you just made to me," the vampire thought with malice.

The Dark Fighter is not really a profession, but a title.

In the vast land south of the Pale Mountains there is a city called Brunsel, the city is not large, but it is extremely famous among many countries and races in the Dark Country, because there is a famous building located in the city, that is, the "Dark Arena".

The Dark Arena opens every four years, when countless humanoids and even all kinds of strange creatures will come from all directions, whether it is speculation, gambling, trading or even direct participation, as long as you have real strength, you can obtain supreme honor and infinite wealth in this grand event.

Of course, if you want to participate in the dark arena, you must have won at least one championship in the life and death arenas dotted around the dark realm to be eligible to become a pre-selection, if the strength is indeed extremely strong and the luck is so good, there is a chance that you can stand in the hall of death in the dark arena and eventually become a champion in a certain world, and at the same time get a huge reward, you will be named "tyrant", this title will accompany him or his life.

And once you become a pre-selector, you will also be directly named "Dark Fighter", which is the origin of Barlow's name, but don't think that he is just a pre-selector to underestimate his strength, every pre-selector has experienced countless fights in the arena of life and death, and only by surviving the battle of nine deaths can he really win the championship, and Barlow's scars all over his body are proof of the brutal battles.

To deal with a young man about twenty years old with such a dark fighter, especially since the other party was just an ordinary adventurer more than two months ago, it is simply useless, but the young man on the other side really annoyed Leonardo, and the vampire wants to use this to establish his authority and at the same time vent his anger for himself.

So he specially instructed the other two subordinates not to allow anyone else to interfere in it.

However, it was a little different from what he imagined, the four people on the other side had no intention of interfering at all, just stood aside and watched quietly, as if they didn't care about the life and death of the young man.

Leonardo's gaze turned to Leon, and he had a faint premonition in his heart.

However, at this time, Barlow had already flashed in front of him and launched an attack on Leon, and Leonardo had to suppress the inexplicable premonition in his heart, squinting his eyes and waiting for the result of this blow.

Barlow crossed half the distance in two or three steps, and his fists swung forward with lightning strikes, and several wind pressures immediately appeared in the air, and he slammed the ground again, approaching the young man not far away at a faster speed.

Leon watched Barlow's huge body approach rapidly with shining eyes, the first oppressive force must be a joke, especially the trajectory of those wind pressure flights is very strange, respectively, they went around in a circle to completely seal his left and right and backward retreat, he must stand in place to meet Barlow's attack, otherwise no matter where he dodges, he will bear a wind pressure, just looking at the trace of wind pressure like a substance, you know that the power will definitely not be weaker than Barlow's straight fist.

As the distance got closer, a hideous smile appeared on Barlow's face, his right fist was retracted back, and then he slammed it into Leon's face with all his might, and his left hand retracted to his waist, and if the first blow failed to achieve the desired effect, the second blow would follow.

No matter how the other party resisted, Barlow thought that the young man who had offended his master was about to die.

Before the fist arrived, the strong wind had arrived, and wisps swept through Li Ang's cheeks like steel blades, wiping out several tiny blood marks, and then the blood marks gradually became lighter and disappeared quickly.

The young man still didn't move, he stared at the dark fighter's eyes tightly, and suddenly he had the feeling of returning to Locke Town again, at that time, the dark fighter also rushed straight over like this, knocking out his tenacity and passivity with one punch, and his vitality fell to the point of dying, and that scene overlapped with the scene in front of him, which made him feel a little emotional.

"It won't be the same as last time......"

Leon felt the power fluctuations emanating from his body, and a smile appeared on his face.

“...... This kid has already given up resisting?" Dark Fighter Barlow was a stone's throw away from the young man, but seeing that the other party still had no intention of resisting, he couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart, but his movements did not slow down at all.

But the next scene made him jaw-dropping.

With a "hum", in front of everyone's eyes, the straight fist that was heading towards Li Ang's face changed its direction strangely halfway, rubbing the young man's cheek, not touching even a strand of hair from the other party, let alone achieving the intended effect as imagined.

Barlow was stunned, he had fought hundreds of battles in the arena of life and death, and finally became the champion of a certain year, obtained the qualification to enter the dark arena, and later followed Leonardo, and had never encountered such a strange situation.

The enemy doesn't dodge or dodge, and his straight punch doesn't hit?

"This can't be!" cried out in Barlow's heart,

At this moment, a force struck him in the abdomen, and Barlow's burly body suddenly fell backwards, and after a dozen consecutive heels on the ground, it stopped on the ground more than twenty meters away.

There was silence on the field.

The vampire's astonished eyes moved from Barlow's position and looked at Leon again, but this time there was no longer any contempt in his gaze, more solemnity and disbelief.

Leon was also looking at the vampire opposite at this time, he slowly withdrew his fist and showed a bright smile at Leonardo, but this smile was quite dazzling in the vampire's eyes.

Not far away, there was a soft thud from where Barlow had fallen, and the dark fighter staggered to his feet, taking just two steps forward before vomiting a mouthful of blood.

Barlow wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, didn't dare to look at the vampire, and walked straight towards Leon with extremely angry eyes, at first his pace was still a little unsteady, but the more he walked, the more steady he became, and then he shouted, his body suddenly swelled, and just a moment later, Barlow's original body size similar to Red was almost a head taller, and his muscles were almost twice as large as before, looking like a small minotaur.

At the same time, Barlow's skin turned red, and every step of his thick legs brought a thud, and there was no one in his almost bulging eyes except the hateful young man who had made it impossible for him to step down in front of his master.

"Die!"

The Dark Fighter roared and attacked Leon again.