Chapter Twenty-Three: Oh, We Throw in the Defeat

In the high stands, the white-robed Bishop Martin looked a little unhappy: "Didn't you say let him go, why did you send this group of clowns out again?"

The black-clothed priest on the side hurriedly took two steps forward, wanting to explain: "Father, I want to ......"

"Call me Bishop!" was sternly interrupted by the white-robed bishop. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"My lord, I just want to beat him a little, so that he can make us money in the future, at most, I will kill his one-armed subordinate, and I will not kill him. The black-clad priest patiently explained.

"Is this what you call beating?" asked the white-robed bishop, pointing to the figure with his head scurrying around.

"Well, I didn't expect that strong man to be so strong, which was completely unexpected. The black-clad priest hurriedly explained.

"Hehe, unexpected, unexpected, nothing I expected, what can you think of?" the white-robed bishop's voice became more and more stern.

"Don't worry, I still have arrangements behind me, he is a martial arts master-level baron, he has been wandering outside, no one in the city knows his details at all, and yesterday's display of strength only showed the level of a great warrior, as long as he makes a move, he will definitely be able to guarantee foolproof." The black-clad priest told him what he was going to do.

"Oh, then, I taught you before, lion fights rabbit, and you have to do your best, and it seems that you have learned quite well. The white-robed bishop's tone slowed a bit.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, for the compliment, I will work harder in the future!" said the black-robed priest, looking very happy.

Baron Haydn is a wandering nobleman who has always believed in the law of the jungle, believing that the strong are respected, and the strong should have everything.

There are many wandering nobles like him on the mainland, but most of them have died in this journey of slowly becoming stronger.

But Baron Haydn was clearly not among them.

He served as a guard, traveled with caravans, fought against bandits with other guards, and left the shippers alone.

He was a bandit, killed people in the Wuthering Heights forest, enjoyed fat sheep with other bandits, and faked his death when the army encircled and suppressed.

He served as a mercenary, charging into battle to capture cities, charging with other mercenaries to charge the enemy's formation, and also kneeling and begging when the army was defeated.

He has been on a big ship, he has also ridden a camel, he has chased and killed others, he has been chased and killed by others, he has encountered dangerous battles again and again, he has experienced wonderful countries, and he has seen a wonderful martial arts.

After so many years of traveling, he has also changed from a young and simple teenager to a ruthless killer.

He spent most of his life, suffered numerous injuries, lost an eye, and rose from an ordinary samurai to a noble martial arts master.

Over the years, he felt old and tired, he no longer had the fiery passion of his youth, nor did he regain his courage and fearlessness.

Although the warrior masters are not very powerful and powerful in the entire continent, they are always the most noble in a small city like Luntu City.

So he decided to return to his hometown and spend the rest of his life as a strong man.

Baron Haydn had been sitting in the stands, watching the tedious and comical challenge below.

He also saw the poor worm who knelt down and surrendered on the field, and he felt a burst of disdain in his heart: a bunch of useless things, in the end, I didn't want to come out to clean up the situation.

He is not a believer in the Holy See, but he really owes the church a great favor in the early years, so he still has to contribute when the church needs it.

He patted the slightly worn chain mail on his body, and gently hung an iron sword on his waist, which was a family heirloom iron sword that had accompanied him for more than ten years, and he didn't know how many times he had tinkered with it, and he didn't know how many powerful opponents had fallen under the sword. It is his trusted partner, a symbol of his victory, an extension of his strength.

Then he Shi Shiran walked down the stands, walked to the middle of the gladiatorial arena, looked around, and shouted: "I, Haydon Sandy, represent the 35th-ranked Sandy family to challenge the 13th-ranked Leonardo family!"

There was silence all around, then a burst of cynicism:

"This is Sandy's, I thought he was dead outside. ”

"Look at him in tatters, those who know know that he is a nobleman, and those who don't know think he is a mercenary. ”

"Why are there so many people challenging Leonardo today?"

"Look at his old look, he won't be smashed to death with a hammer. ”

"Just like that, if you want to hug the thigh of the church, you must be embarrassed to go up again. ”

"Wait, don't get on your knees and beg for mercy like the last guy. “

Baron Haydn ignored the gossip around him, and only looked directly at the tall figure in the stands.

He enjoyed the gossip, because he would fight back hard with his own strength.

He enjoyed the blazing wind on the jousting ring, the slightly raised dust, which reminded him of that equally hot afternoon, when he saw his father kill a brown bear alone in the woods.

Although Baron Haydn was surprised by the strength of the one-armed man, he had seen many such powerful figures in other countries, and he was ready to kill the one-armed man as soon as he came out of the field, whether it was a mace or a giant shield or a spear!

This will be his first battle since returning to his hometown, his first killing show, and he will use this bloody killing to show off his skills that he has honed over the years to establish his position in the aristocratic circle of Luntu City.

Zhang Ang was also in the stands, carefully scanning the one-eyed beard.

Haydn Sandy

Rank: Master of Martial Arts

Talent: Excellent

Strength: 42

Dexterity: 34

Constitution: 35

Spirit: 18

Martial arts: Sandy Iron Swordsmanship (Outstanding), Brown Bear Slapping (Perfect), Brown Bear Giant Strength Analysis (Outstanding), Chaosle Advanced Footwork (Perfect), Sand Kicking (Perfect)

It's actually a martial arts master, and it's not one of the well-known martial arts master barons in the city, this Bishop Martin is really scheming against me. Zhang Ang couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

Zhang Ang stepped down from the stands and said to the presiding officer of the city defense army: "In this game, we admit defeat and give up the position to the Sandy family." ”

The officer was also very confused: "Are you sure? I see that your Arnold is very powerful, although he is still only a formal samurai, but he is not weak against the great samurai at all." ”

"I'm sure, we're throwing in the towel. Zhang Ang confirmed again.

The officer had no choice but to walk to the center of the arena and loudly announced: "This challenge Leonardo family admits defeat, and the Sando family wins! The Sando family has advanced to 13th place, and the Leonardo family has been relegated to 35th place!"