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"Good archery!" The fat man looked at the audience with an appreciative expression, such a superb archery skill, I am afraid that Crorysat, who is also a mountain hunter, may not be as powerful as him, the most important thing is that Quesstey is completely dominant, he still only warns the opponent with an arrow and forces the opponent to abstain, instead of shooting an arrow through the opponent's throat, this rare respect is what the fat man appreciates the most

The audience has withdrawn, behind is the duel of two shield swordsmen, two people you come and go, the smashed shield "dong dong" sound, cut each other happily, although the offensive is fierce, but I have watched the wonderful performance of Xestai in front, this ordinary game has been unable to attract the attention of the audience, many of the spectators who came for Xestai got up and left, for a while most of them left, only dozens of people were scattered, it seems that the influence of the barbarian hunter Xestai is really not small

"I heard that Salon also signed up for the competition, is it true?" The fat man didn't want to waste time on these two mediocre warriors, and stood up and asked Si Duhan next to him, "Salonn is not a knight, how did he get famous?"

"Riwa has always been a place that pays more attention to identity, but this time I heard that the restrictions on ordinary competitions have been relaxed, as long as you are a warrior, you can sign up, and Captain Salon's hand itched for a while and he signed up" Si Duhan also looked puzzled, but the fat man showed a look of awakening "Oh, it seems that the Dardanelles family is not stupid, and they actually came up with the name of competitive competitions to attract talents, this idea is really good"

"Hearing what your lord said, that's really the case!" Si Duhan nodded in agreement, "It's a pity that Captain Salon's preliminary round is scheduled for tomorrow, otherwise we can watch a wonderful duel!"

"Twin knives against longbows, interesting!" the fat man said with a pleasant smile on his face, "I hope that this stupid big man will not disappoint us!"

As a rare double-knife warrior, Saron is definitely an outlier in this competition, the double knife is a mercenary weapon with messy skills, there is no standardized system, there is no unified technique, it is more a reflection of the mercenaries when they fight for their lives, one knife for two knives, I will hurt you and die, it is simple and cost-effective.

Saron, who used to be a mercenary, stubbornly filled in the "double knife" in his weapon column, which once drew boos from nearby applicants

"What kind of weapon is the double knife?

Salong stood quietly, the double knives behind his back were not unsheathed, but the cloudy one-eyed had already made the "Hansa Shield" ten meters away feel a chill,

"The other party is a master!"

As a famous shield swordsman in the Živa Cheze, Sodas knew the strength of his opponent far better than the "illiterate" spectators in the stands, the opponent just stood there steadily, and the momentum on his body was as heavy as a mountain ten meters away, and he felt suffocated by the double knives still unsheathed, and the cold sharpness on his body had already made Sodas feel like a pinprick

"I don't care who you are, the Hansa shield will knock you to pieces!"

Sodas clenched the round shield in his hand and raised it to his chest, only revealing a pair of eyes to stare at Salon, secretly cheering himself up in his heart, teasing his opponent in language, hoping to overpower his opponent in momentum,

"Bee Sting Strike!"

Seeing that his opponent was unmoved, Sodas suddenly accelerated, rushed into the two-meter range of Salon, and the knight's sword in his right hand stabbed at Salon's waist in an arc, at this moment Sodas felt that he was so close to victory, and the arrogance of the opponent allowed him to seize this rare opportunity

"Don't the opponents know that within a range of two meters, it is the world of shield swordsmen?"

There was a crisp sound of the "bell", Salon still didn't move, but his body was slightly to the right, Sodath's move "Bee Sting Strike" stabbed on the scabbard behind Salon, no one thought that the two-knife hand Salonn would use the scabbard to block the enemy's inevitable stabbing attack, just at the moment when everyone was stunned, Salon's double knives were finally unsheathed, and at that moment they were as violent as fire

"Blocked!"

Salong screamed, and the twin knives bounced out of the scabbard on his back, turning into two flashes of lightning and slashing at the shield swordsman's round shield, the huge impact force made Sodas feel like a heavy hammer, and the shock almost made the shield fall off, and his body was unstable and took a few steps back, his face was sweating like rain, and the tiger's mouth in his left hand holding the shield was shattered with a bloody mouth,

The two snow-bright war knives that followed followed were pressed over like a storm, and the knives slashed at the round shield of Sodath, there was no technique, no rules, Saron was such two long war knives, and they slashed vigorously in turn.

Behind the shield, Sodas was almost collapsed by the chopping body, and could only half-kneel on the ground to resist desperately, the painful despair made Sodas feel like a boat in a storm, every moment was as long as a hundred years

"Salon!

The spectators in the stands were stimulated by Salon's violent double knives, and shouted loudly, the shape was reversed so suddenly, the bloody momentum on Salon's body made them crazy, and some viewers even shouted "Kill him!"

"Poof!" There was a muffled sound, and the shield in Sodass's hand could no longer hold on, and under the repeated chopping of the two war knives, it finally split apart and shattered into pieces, revealing Sodas's miserable white face, the cold blade was only a few centimeters from his forehead, and the sharp knife qi left a blood line on his head

"You've lost!"

Saron's cloudy eyes were still as cold as ice, and the twin knives in his hands turned into two bright rays of light and returned to the scabbard, and Sodas collapsed to the ground, his eyes staring blankly at the sky, the sweat on his body soaked his clothes, and Saron's cold blade completely wiped out his confidence,

"Saron the Tyrant!, Saron the Tyrant"

I don't know who took the name, but soon the whole audience shouted like this

"Hehe, I didn't expect Salons to play deep!" The fat man in the stands smiled proudly, this is his own captain of the guard, "The name of the Violent is very good"

"My lord, tomorrow is the second round of the qualifiers, and Captain Salonn may meet Xastair!" Si Duhan's face was slightly red, and the violent combo of Salon just now also made Si Duhan's blood boil, "Do we need to let Captain Salonn make some preparations!"

"Ready?" the fat man looked stunned, "what do we need to prepare?"

"Yes, my lord," Si Duhan hesitated, "If Captain Salon can take a rebar shield, the opponent is a barbarian longbow who can penetrate steel armor, and it is impossible to shoot through it with an arrow, as long as he can rush in, I believe that Captain Salon's double sword Jedi can split the opponent to pieces!"

"Tell Sù Sù Ssalon about Xestay's information, let him choose for himself, let's not meddle in our affairs" For Si Duhan's mention, the fat man's eyes glared at Si Duhan coldly, and the frightened Si Duhan bowed his head timidly

"The glory of a warrior is not something that people like you and me can understand!"

The fat man sighed, the glory of the warrior seems to have nothing to do with him, since he was ready to trample the pride of the nobility on the ground, the word glory has left him

"Subordinates understand!" Si Duhan was almost scared to death by the fat man's cold eyes, and the people of Zhivadin knew that the fat man of Satsuma turned his face faster than he turned a book, and his heart eye was smaller than the eye of a needle, and he had to be careful in everything when he did things under the fat man, and hurriedly whispered, "I will do my best to send someone to bring the information of Xastai to Captain Salon!"

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