The close range just frontal hard shock plus long-distance kite flying and hanging, in exchange for anyone will not be able to stand it, this is not a one-on-one fair duel at all, but equivalent to one-on-two suicide. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

What's more, Lin Mo's spell casting level and battle qi level are all above that Taisa Empire dragoon general Ninga, and the level of suppression and tactical crushing, the infantry battle situation completely exposes the difference in combat effectiveness between the two sides without any reservation.

After only five or six rounds of fighting, Ning Jia couldn't stand it anymore, his face was pale and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, rolling and smashing on the ground more than ten steps away from Lin Mo.

Followed by a fallen remnant shield on his side, the shield surface that was originally carved with exquisite patterns was cut from the middle, and only a small part of the edge was barely connected, this was the third weapon in the alchemy memory of the space system he carried with him, and the previous riding spear and heavy sword failed to hold out for even two rounds, and were split into two pieces by the dragon slaying sword in the opponent's hand.

"Stand up! Ninga! Kill him! You promised me!"

In the audience, the second prince of the Taisa Empire clasped his hands and yelled at the national dragoons who were struggling to get up in the arena with a hideous face.

His eldest princess was completely pinned on the other party, and if Ninga was defeated, there would be no hope again.

"Stand up! Ningga, you won't lose!"

"Stand up!"

"The warriors of the Taisa Empire shouldn't lie on their stomachs and slaughter that Slan!"

The members of the envoys of the Taisa Empire stood in unison and shouted loudly, attracting the attention of the surrounding Slans.

"Phew!~"

The dragon rider of the Taisa Empire, Ning Jia, spit out a mouthful of saliva that could not be distinguished from blood or saliva, endured the pain that the bones were about to break, and with a sudden force, he staggered back to his feet, reached out and wiped it behind his waist, and pulled out a steel spear about a length of nearly a zhang from the alchemy memory of the space system, ready to fight again.

"Buff! Brilliant Accompaniment!"

Quickly chanted a long incantation. The left finger was directed towards the sky, and countless white points of light fell from the sky like quicksand, quickly falling on Lin Mo's body, and the dragon slashing sword swung out a sword flower diagonally, walking towards Ningjia like a leisurely stroll, while crossing left and right in the distance, two crescent-shaped sword qi roared out alternately, making everyone in the audience outside the venue stunned.

"Buff spells, sword qi increase is at least doubled!"

Seeing the two sword qi swung out of Lin Moxin's hand, the Bright Saintess Melidore exclaimed.

Light is not the most offensive and defensive elemental energy. The lowest level of offensive spells will not appear until they are at least rank 3.

Compared to other elemental spells, light offensive spells are few and far between, but they have a very obvious advantage in terms of support and buffs.

The status first-order buff spell "Brilliant Accompaniment" can increase the power of the battle qi and spells of other systems by at least two percent, and the increase degree of the same light system can reach forty percent, Lin Mo used the buff spell on himself, and the strength of the two sword qi was at least doubled by nearly double.

Before he could pour a potion into his mouth, Ninga saw his opponent attack again. In a hurry, he directly stuffed the potion bottle into his mouth, and when he bit hard, the cracked potion bottle fragments cut open the gums and tongue, and the blood mixed with the bitter medicine. The inside of the mouth is almost about to explode.

But right now, he didn't care about anything, and he used all his strength to drum up the purple Thunder Qi Flame, and the sharp spear tip with a greasy black light bloomed one after another under the Thunder War Qi Flame, and met the two staggered sword qi that shot at the gun.

Rumble!~

The sudden eruption of violent air and the dust and rubble rising from the ground swallowed the figure of the dragon rider of the Taisar Empire in the blink of an eye. It was as if a grenade exploded at close range in front of him.

Teng Teng Teng ...... The Teesar Imperial Dragoon took seven or eight steps back in embarrassment, and was just about to stand firm, when suddenly a foot poked out in the dust without warning. Stomp heavily on the shattered breastplate.

When he landed, his eyes were full of stars, and his chest, which had been cut open with a sword mark before, was unconscious on the spot, and he couldn't lift it in one breath.

Without the support of this breath, Ningjia's remaining strength seemed to be completely drained, and even the originally blazing battle qi flame began to become uncertain, as if it would completely dissipate at any time.

The twisted and deformed steel spear was extremely heavy all of a sudden, gritting his teeth and barely lifting a foot, the broad blade swung silently, his fingers couldn't grasp it for a while, and the steel spear was knocked out.

"That's it! You've lost!"

The owner of that foot finally emerged from the flying dust, and under the shroud of the light spell shield that emitted a faint light on one side, and various mysterious runes flowed erratically on the surface, Lin Mo stood in front of Ning Jia, and the door-like dragon slaying sword was firmly against the opponent's throat, and he only needed to let go lightly to take the life of this exotic dragoon.

Feeling the cold killing intent transmitted by the sword blade in his chin, Ning Jia spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with the fragments of the potion bottle, a dejected smile appeared on his face, and he said in a hoarse voice: "You win!

After speaking, he closed his eyes slightly, waiting for death to come, and the last trace of battle qi fluctuations between the cracks in the broken armor completely disappeared, representing that he had completely given up the battle.

In this life-and-death duel, only one of the two dragoons survived, and it was obvious that the outcome of the duel was already known.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

"Kill the Dragoons of the Taisar Empire!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

In the audience of the gladiatorial arena, all the Slans raised their fists in unison and shouted in unison.

Any enemy who dares to provoke the Silan Empire will be the end of this.

The members of the envoys of the Taisar Empire seemed to have been drained of all their energy, and they sat there with dejected faces, and a few psychologically fragile people even hugged each other and cried, and an atmosphere of despair permeated them.

Although the Taisa Empire, which occupies the entire Zhailiuzhou continent, has a vast territory, a large population, and natural resources far exceeding the Silan Empire, it also has an established dragoon army that shocks the entire continent, but there are only two dragoon generals.

"It's over! It's over! Ninga! Our dragoon, my eldest princess, my Moddy! Damn Slan, you'll regret it!"

The second prince of the Taisa Empire, who was full of remorse in his heart, had his fingertips deeply embedded in his palm, and he didn't even know that there were drops of blood, and he suddenly held his head. Shivering.

For the sake of a woman, he actually hitched a ride with a dragoon, this kind of loss is unacceptable to anyone, even if he has the status of the prince and the second heir, I am afraid that he will not escape severe punishment.

It is conceivable that if he returned to the Taisar Empire, his father would definitely peel off his skin.

"I won! You lose! Then from now on, your life will be mine!"

Lin Mo repeated the conditions of the duel that the two had agreed on, and he didn't hear the shouts of the crowd in the audience.

Ninga smiled wordlessly, not denying it. At this time, it was useless to say anything, he was ready to fulfill his promise, and even put his neck a few points closer to the opponent's sword, although he did not deliberately open the edge, the sharp angle still cut a little skin under the blessing of the golden battle qi, and bright red blood flowed out.

The expected sharp pain of cutting did not mercilessly slash through his throat, but retreated unexpectedly.

"You ......"

Ninga opened his eyes in confusion. But he saw a ball of light the size of a human head flying out of the opponent's hand and sinking into his wound, and the pain all over his body immediately receded like a tide.

After just a few breaths, even the mouth that was filled with stinging pain was only a tingling sensation.

Light Healing Spell?!The Dragoon of the Taisar Empire finally reacted.

Strong battles. Hanging shields, buff support, and milk, such opponents can't fight at all. No matter how you look at it, it's all the part of the wheel.

Lin Mo picked up the dragon slaying giant sword and said impatiently: "Get up! Your life is mine!"

Perhaps because of Lin Mo's movements, the Slans in the audience in the gladiatorial arena suddenly fell into a strange silence, and they looked at the center of the arena in disbelief. As if he was puzzled, he couldn't understand why this dragoon general didn't get rid of the exotic dragoon who dared to provoke the majesty of the empire and the royal dragoon legion.

Seeing Lin Mo's inexplicable movements, the audience in the gladiatorial arena suddenly fell into a strange silence

"What?" Ninga couldn't believe his ears.

"Are you deaf? From now on, you are my man! Eat my food, take my salary, use my weapons, listen to my orders, beat my enemies! That's it!"

Lin Mo succinctly described the future fate of this exotic dragoon, a dignified dragoon who lived a miserable life as a contractor.

Humanity? In the world where slavery is preserved, you will pop out the individualists for me to see?

"Ahh

The Dragoon General of the Taisa Empire did not expect this to be the final result at all, and his mind suddenly turned into mush, and he was at a loss.

"Let's go! Don't be stupid here, you are my person now, if you are ashamed, you are also my person!"

Lin Mo didn't have time to wait for this guy to come back to his senses, threw down a sentence, turned around and left with the dragon slaying sword, and stretched out two fingers in the direction where the chatter host Meng Du was.

That's it, call it a day!

That's it!

"What, what? The life of the Dragoon of the Taisar Empire belongs to the Dragoon of the Silan Empire, this, doesn't this mean ......"

Meng Du looked at the gladiatorial arena almost as if he was stupid, and his incoherent words were seriously out of professional standards.

In retrospect, Lord Morin's suggestion that the Dragoon of the Teesar Empire also approved seemed to be so understood and valid.

Is this a dragoon for nothing?!

- (To be continued.) )

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