Chapter 19: The Lord's Challenge

The ranking challenge on the second day was much more exciting than the strength test on the first day. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The first to take the stage was a blonde young man with an iron rod.

He stood in the middle of the field and shouted, "I'm Tommy Hawthorn, representing the 77th Norris family to challenge the 46th Hothorn family!"

As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar in the stands.

After a while, a blonde young man with an iron rod walked from the stands, who was none other than the patriarch of the House of Hawthorn: Sammy Hawthorn.

Neither of them spoke, but as soon as they came up, they took iron rods and made a mess.

Through the introduction of the people next to him, Zhang Ang also understood the whole story.

It turned out that the previous patriarch of the Hawthorne family passed away and passed the title to the eldest son Sammy, and the second son Tommy always felt that his martial arts were higher and he should inherit the title, so he ran away in anger and joined other families.

This challenge is an authentic brotherly battle.

As a result, his younger brother Tommy's martial arts skills were higher: Sammy was accidentally hit in the right arm with an iron rod, and his right arm hung down softly at that time, and then he was knocked off the stick, and finally hit him in the chin, fainted on the spot, and was carried down by the city guards.

These three consecutive strikes are as smooth as flowing water, I don't know how many times he has practiced them.

Tommy raised his stick alof, and the audience gave him a round of applause.

The presiding City Defense officer also announced that Tommy's allegiance to the Norris family had risen to 46th place, while the Hawthorne family had dropped to 77th.

Later, several low-ranking families took advantage of the fire to rob and challenged the Hawthorne family in succession. Since there was no one in the Hawthorne family to fight, the position fell to the bottom.

After a farce, it was a sturdy woman who came on the field again.

She was very burly, dressed in red, looking like a lord's dress, and she didn't hold a weapon in her hand, and shouted in a voice like a broken gong: "I am the 31st Leonard family patriarch Melotti Leonard, and I want to challenge the 28th Tropoulo family." ”

In the whispers of the nobles in the stands, a strong man in full steel armor and holding a sledgehammer stepped out of the stands.

The two faced each other, but they didn't move, and after a confrontation, the strong man in armor spoke first: "Do you want to do this?" ”

The lady in red said with a hint of resentment: "When you rejected me, you should have thought of such a day!"

The two said that, and they fought.

It was the strong man in armor who made the first move, and I saw him raise the hammer in both hands and smash it at the lady with all his might.

In the face of the fierce attack, the lady in red looked very calm, flipped her palms over, and lifted them upwards, and connected the smashed hammer steadily.

The Armored Male Lord was about to retract the hammer and smash it again, but the Lady in Red first withdrew her palms, and then flipped them, and her palms slapped on the hammer that was about to be withdrawn with the sound of the wind.

With a bang, the hammer flew out of the armoured man's hand and slammed into the ground beside him.

The Armored Male Lord was about to swing his fist to fight back, but was slapped to the ground by the Lady in Red with a few palms.

The male lord still wanted to get up, but was ridden by the female lord with a leap.

I saw the lady in red's palms slapping frantically on the head of the male lord with a helmet like a hammer striking iron.

While filming, the lady also cried and shouted: "Let you regret your marriage, tell you to withdraw from the marriage contract, tell you not to marry me, let you wander everywhere ......"

The audience was frightened by the lady's domineering palm, and there was silence, but fortunately, the officer who presided over the competition reacted quickly and sent someone to pull the two apart. It looked like the baron was dying, and hurriedly carried him down for treatment.

Zhang Ang was also frightened by the cruelty of the lady, and when he thought of his marriage contract with the daughter of Count Marceau, he couldn't help but feel that the future was bleak.

Lord Tropoulo, who was knocked unconscious, not only lost people in the gladiatorial arena, but was also beaten by a group of low-ranking lords in the water dogs, and this big gossip was afraid that it would have to be talked about in the aristocratic circles of Luntu City for several years.

There were a few more lackluster fights in the aftermath, but everyone watched them with relish.

Zhang Ang thought to himself, no wonder so many nobles came with food and wine, and they all regarded this as a play.

In the afternoon, there were a few more exciting performances.

First of all, there was a lord's revenge, a little lord's father was assassinated by an old lord, and the little lord practiced martial arts hard, and this time he challenged the old lord's family in the gladiatorial arena.

This was a classic beginning of revenge, the little lord defeated two old lords' men in a row, forcing the old lord to die himself.

But the ending was not satisfactory, and after the little lord tried his best to defeat the old lord, he thought that he had won the victory, but the old lord jumped up and stabbed him in the back, and the account was settled.

The old lord lost face, pretended to be dead, and completed the bloody counter-killing. Defended the family position. The Little Lord's family was removed from Luntu. It was also the first deceased to appear today.

This led to a few matches that were a little difficult to let go, and the fight was not so intense.

After all, there are still a lot of Lord Luntu City, and there are 400 of them. This is not over for one day, but even more for the next day.

The competition on the second day was also wonderful, and the dog's blood continued.

Zhang Ang watched a lot of interesting competitions again.

There were two lords who duel over the same lady, and the lady announced that she was going to marry someone else.

A son-in-law challenged his father-in-law, but was beaten by his wife.

There are wandering nobles who single-handedly picked 4 or 5 in a row and successfully entered the top 20.

I wanted to find a low-ranking soft persimmon to pinch, but I chose an iron plate with the strength of a great samurai, and I was beaten to a human shape.

After watching the two-day competition, Zhang Ang also had enough understanding of the rules of this big competition.

If you want to challenge other clans, you just need to shout at the end of the game, but you must defeat all the people sent by the opponent to succeed in the challenge.

If the challenged clan loses the ability to continue fighting, they will be challenged continuously until they are completely at the bottom of the ranking.

If the challenger loses and loses the ability to continue fighting, he or she will also be challenged continuously until he is completely at the bottom of the ranking.

If one of the two parties dies, there is a high probability that the family will be removed.

So, it seems that everyone gets together to eat, drink, and watch the duel, but it is really your turn to truly appreciate the cruelty of this challenge: the winner gets everything, and the loser has nothing.

Zhang Ang also has a deep understanding of the martial style of the Europa continent: those nobles can still eat and laugh with each other when they see other people fighting bloody battles.

Zhang Ang also made up his mind: if it is his turn to be challenged, he will first scan the other party with the "Eye of Data", and if he can beat it, he will admit defeat if he can't beat it, and he doesn't care about the ranking.

Of course, although he has hole cards, he still can't play without playing, and he mainly sends Arnold to play.

Zhang Ang looked at Arnold, who was eating steamed buns stupidly next to him, and was a little worried about him. After all, tomorrow will be the baron's martial arts strength showcase.