After more than two dozen rounds, Duke was completely confused, even the shame and anger he had just felt had disappeared, he was more dazed than everyone in the audience, he had no idea what was going on, and he often didn't know how he fell. Although it didn't hurt to fall to the ground, the feeling of humiliation was worse than killing him.

After falling too many times, Duke himself was numb, and he only knew to get up quickly and continue to attack, wanting to earn back a little face. But the more this happened, the worse the next fall would be, so much so that he almost didn't want to be afraid anymore, if it weren't for the self-esteem of a swordsman, it is estimated that he would have dropped the big sword and fled far away.

For this kind of person with very strong self-esteem, it is indeed more uncomfortable to lose face than to kill him.

Seeing Duke's almost complete collapse, Wednesday was a little unbearable, after all, there was no deep hatred, and Meng Lisa should be fine, just cultivate for a while. Thinking of this, Wednesday wrapped a cloth stick around Duke's ankle and threw him down, then retreated a few meters away: "Mr. Owen, do you want to continue?"

It's just that Wednesday's friendly words fell on Duke's ears like a victor's humiliation, he roared angrily, he was already a little numb, got up again, his eyes were red, and he held the big sword in one hand and threw himself at Wednesday, and gritted his teeth and said, "I'll kill you!"

Seeing this, Wednesday was not in a hurry, so he turned his head to look at the middle-aged man on the guest stage.

The middle-aged man didn't seem to be aware of what was happening in the ring at all, and was still gently wiping the big sword on his thigh, as if he was caressing his lover, so gentle and deep.

Seeing this, Wednesday was a little relieved, he was not afraid of Duke, but he was very worried that the middle-aged man would suddenly intervene. Although I don't know what the strength of that middle-aged man is. But definitely not weak. If such a person were to be attacked suddenly, Wednesday really didn't have much confidence that he would be able to get out of the way, especially when it was so close.

Seeing that the middle-aged swordsman had no other reaction, Wednesday turned his head and swung the cloth stick with his hand, sweeping towards Duke's legs. When Duke tried to jump up and dodge, he shook his wrist again on Wednesday. The stick of the cloth stick suddenly chased after Duke's calf and raised its head as if it had long eyes, and then wrapped around his calf like a python preyding.

With a successful blow, he pulled the stick again, and Duke fell straight on his back to the ring. Wednesday stretched out his hand and fanned the dust that had collapsed in the ring, and said helplessly: "Do you want to continue?"

But before he could speak, Duke jumped up again and pounced on him vigorously. Seeing this, Wednesday had no choice but to quickly distance himself. But this time, he wrapped a cloth stick around Duke's waist, and then pulled it violently with all his internal force, pulling Duke into the air and spinning and falling under the ring.

This fall was not light, although Duke still did not suffer much damage, but he was a little dizzy, and even threw the big sword aside, and the whole person seemed to be stupid. He sat on the ground and didn't speak.

According to the rules, one side is considered to have won if they are knocked out of the ring. The emcee who worked as a part-time referee hesitated for a moment before pointing to Wednesday and shouting, "Number one." Bruce Lee - win!" then walked up to Wednesday and smiled and saluted, "Congratulations to Mr. Bruce on winning the first place!"

Hearing the words of the master of ceremonies, there was not much sound in the huge square, and they all looked at Wednesday with complicated expressions, not knowing what to do. Finishing first on Wednesday was something they hadn't thought about at all, and what made them even more unacceptable was that Duke, who had the most expectations from them, was beaten the whole time. There was hardly any way to fight back.

So much so that when the battle was over, the others didn't react much, and even the people on the City Lord's Mansion couldn't accept it for a while.

"Oh-oh-oh--I'm rich-" A high-pitched roar came from the crowd, but it was a drunk man who had bought Wednesday's win and ran and jumped to the gambling house.

was disturbed by the drunk man like this, and everyone reacted. Applause, applause, applause, the people on the other side of the City Lord's Mansion were the most jubilant, and Meng Lisa didn't even care that her arm was not healed well and rushed into the ring, "Mr. Bruce, you are so powerful!"

Wednesday smiled, "General, my mission is done." ”

Meng Lisa nodded excitedly, "It's done, it's done, let's go, celebrate," said and pulled Wednesday away.

It doesn't matter what it is, Wednesday doesn't care, he takes this task just to get a reward, that's all.

"Ding: The status of the quest 'Athletic Conference Leader' has been updated, the quest has been completed, good and evil +100, contribution +100, and 10 intermediate qi pills ×, × 1 of "Two Finger Zen". ”

Two-finger Zen: C-level, set self-defense, strengthening, dispelling illness and prolonging life in a furnace, after practice, the fingers are as hard as iron, and the fingers are invisible and traceless, which is a stunt for self-defense and self-defense, and a magic weapon for defeating the enemy, known as "peerless miracles" and "secret tricks of the martial cup", (learning requirements: root bone 70).

It's a C-level skill, which is not bad, and it refers to a class skill, which can help him improve the proficiency of "snap fingers", which is not bad. As for the actual use, Wednesday really didn't expect too much, and he had more powerful attack skills than the two-finger Zen. However, I am still looking forward to the power of "Two Finger Zen" and "Mixed Yuan Jin" after the fusion.

Wednesday was not interested, but the people on the side of Monlisa and the City Lord's Mansion were very excited, especially the young people, who gathered around Wednesday and cheered as if they had won the first place.

After turning around, Old Dana walked in front of Wednesday and said with a big belly and a smile: "Mr. Bruce is really not an ordinary person, come on, come on stage to accept the award," said and pulled Shousan to the stage, pointing to the middle-aged man who was sitting on the guest stage: "This is Mr. Greg Romeo, the number one master in Fox City, Mr. Romeo will give you an award." ”

Wednesday had already noticed the middle-aged man, especially his ordinary-looking but clean, spotless sword. But now I know that he is still the guest of honor, and I remember his name, Greg Romeo. It's just that I don't know what level of powerhouse this Greg Romeo is.

However, it was not easy to ask at this time, so Wednesday politely bowed, "Hello Mr. Romeo." ”

The middle-aged man Greg Romeo smiled and nodded, "Good young man, what kind of profession is yours?"

Wednesday smiled calmly: "Warrior monk, it should be a very rare profession, I don't know if Mr. Romeo has heard of it?"

Greg gently stroked his broadsword, raised his eyebrows slightly, and shook his head, "No, I really haven't heard of it," he said, taking a golden round medal tied in a bright yellow ribbon from the hand of a maid beside him, "Congratulations on winning the first place, this is a warrior badge." ”

The Warrior Badge looks similar to the gold medal used in the Olympics, but is a little smaller. Wednesday thought so, bent down to let Greg hang the warrior badge around his neck, then stood up and shook his hand.

"Bruce, come to me when you have time, I'm very interested in your martial arts," Greg shook Wednesday's hand, and said lightly.

Looking at Greg's calm eyes, Wednesday couldn't even think of refusal, swallowed a mouthful of saliva without a trace, and then nodded and smiled: "Okay, I will definitely visit you another day." Saying that, Wednesday was a little frightened in his heart, and at the same time secretly thought, I will leave Fox City in a while, and I will never meet you in the future, how can you be so powerful?

After saying this on Wednesday, and then watching Greg Shi Ran leave, he couldn't figure out the mind of this middle-aged man for a while. Wednesday's behavior just now was humiliating to Duke, but this Greg didn't care at all, as if Duke had nothing to do with him.

There are only two possibilities to be able to do this, one is that Greg really has nothing to do with Duke, and the other is that this Greg is very scheming and has other plans. If there were people in this world who would watch his apprentice being humiliated and indifferent, Wednesday was the first to believe it.

Champion Badge: The badge worn by the Fox City Athletic Conference leader, +2 Perception.

Perception +2, a dispensable attribute, for his 58 points of understanding, plus these two points is just a passing grade. But it's better than nothing, put this badge away on Wednesday, and return to the City Lord's Mansion with Old Dana, Mon Lisa, Jack and the others.

The City Lord's Mansion had a light on his face this time, and he was already completely hopeless, and even the award presenter was deliberately set as Greg Romeo, just thinking of doing a favor and asking the teacher to present awards to the students. You must know that in the past, the guest of honor has always been the city lord Dana.

It's just that I didn't expect that Wednesday would easily defeat Duke, the recognized number one, and almost win by a landslide. Greg and the others may know that Wednesday is just a mercenary, but the ordinary people don't know, which is very helpful for the City Lord's Mansion to consolidate its prestige.

Except for Old Dana, the lord of the city, the others were defeated by their archenemy, Duke, on Wednesday. If there is no Wednesday, Jack, the strongest among them, will not be Duke's opponent, and he will inevitably be teased by people from other forces at that time. Especially younger swordsmen or mages.

Wednesday was a little unimpressed by their excitement, his own goal was achieved, and he got one hundred contribution points in one day, plus ten intermediate Qi Pills and a C-level skill "Two Finger Zen", which was a very good harvest for him, and it was very cost-effective. If there is such a task every day, he dares to take it every day. (To be continued......)