"Do you know what this is? Thunder Bracers, enchanted with a dragon-slaying lightning shield and a chain lightning magic, covering a range of fifty yards, belonging to the perfect top grade, worth five million gold marks." Cassano's servant raised his head.
He was so angry that his nose almost went up to the sky.
Downton didn't say anything. He glanced at the mud-stained wristband. Under the light of the campfire, it shone with a light blue halo. It looked pretty good.
"If you don't dare to bet and fight, forget it." Cassano deliberately pushed against Downton and put on a look of realization, "Oh, it's my fault. After all, how much wealth can a little nobleman from a remote place have?"
The nobles laughed heartily, and of course some of them clamored for Downton to show Cassano some color.
There is a social circle everywhere. Although there is competition among these young nobles and they want to kill each other, they also look down on people like Downton. They only send them kind looks because they want to use him to attack their opponents.
The class gap does not mean that Downton can bridge it by wearing a noble title. There is no noble family present that has hundreds of years of history. This is their natural sense of superiority.
"Five minutes is too long, give it three minutes!"
Downton pulled out the dagger from his boot and threw it away.
"It seems to be the forging process of elves?"
"Yes, it's a shower dagger. Although it belongs to the perfect mid-grade level, this series of weapons ceased production two hundred years ago. It should be valued as an antique, at least 10 million gold marks."
"I didn't realize it. This guy has a lot of good things. I thought he would throw that war hammer!"
"Nonsense, that is a legendary weapon. Even if you are fighting, it is impossible to take it out."
The nobles were talking a lot. These people were broad-minded and well-informed. Some of them had weapons shops and antique shops in their homes, so they recognized the origin of Shower at a glance, and then they became curious about Downton.
"Hey, you can't bet that my people will win!"
Cassano laughed angrily.
"Are you too arrogant? Big brother is betting that Su Ya will win!"
Hutao took a sip of the wine and looked at Cassano with disdain.
"Since you gave me money, I will be disrespectful." Cassano smiled proudly.
"Downton is too impulsive." Dupont shook his head. Cassano threw away the magic costume worth millions not for the sake of fighting spirit, but to dig a hole for him and Su Ya to jump into.
The scarred man is so powerful that the troll named Su Ya will lose in all likelihood. Downton will lose face if he doesn't pick up the fight. If he picks up the fight, he will lose millions if he loses.
If Cassano loses and his family has a big business and can afford it, Downton will not be able to survive. Moreover, this kind of failure will break his state of mind and will always haunt him like a shadow. I am afraid he will not be able to get rid of it in this life.
, this will directly affect his impact on the rank.
When a person is devastated, the physical pain may be quickly forgotten, but the psychological wounds will last a lifetime.
As for Su Ya, under huge bets involving millions of dollars, unless he has a big heart, he will definitely be mentally unbalanced and perform abnormally.
"No matter how stupid Cassano is, he is still a product of elite education. He can't even use this kind of psychological warfare. That would be a huge embarrassment to the Archduke of Turin."
Schürrle pouted. Cassano was not worthy of being his opponent at all. The ones he had to watch out for were Dupont, Inzaghi, Woodford, and Tiger Woods.
"Su Ya, defeat him in three minutes, and the wrist guard will be yours."
After all, traveling with Su Ya, Downton had already figured out this guy's temper. Afraid? This was a master who dared to chase monsters alone in the Devil's Crack for a few coins.
"Commander, just watch it!"
Su Ya licked her lower lips and showed a determined smile.
A guard approaches the bonfire, picks up a torch and throws it into the sky. This is the custom. The moment it hits the ground, it means the battle has begun.
The torch swirled up into the sky, the flames whirred, all the noise disappeared, and all eyes were focused on the two people.
boom!
The torch fell to the ground, sparks flying like falling meteors.
Both sides exerted force at the same time, and the cannonballs were fired towards the target. Because the speed was too fast, they only left an afterimage on the field of vision.
boom!
The scarred man slashed furiously with his heavy sword, grazing Su Ya's shoulder and hitting the ground. The soil was torn apart and dust was floating in the air.
Su Ya turned around, and the spear was like a poisonous snake spitting a message, staring at the scarred man's heart.
"Onslaught type!"
Based on Su Ya's muscle groups, explosive power, and offensive tactics, the scarred man immediately judged the attack method his opponent was good at.
"Surviate this wave first." The scarred man switched from offense to defense. With his defense, he felt that he could block Su Ya's explosion. When the time came, he would take advantage of his strength to counterattack.
Although he was mainly defensive, the scarred man also wanted to keep pressure on Su Ya, so he twisted his body, avoided the vital point, and slashed Su Ya's arm with his long sword.
This is a lose-lose style of play. If it had been anyone else, they would have changed their tactics. Unfortunately, the scarred man encountered the life-threatening Su Ya.
"Go to hell!"
Ignoring the sword at all, Su Ya flicked his wrist, and the spear passed through the gap in the soul shield, like a poisonous snake, and plunged into the scarred man's chest.
"Are you crazy?"
Seeing the long sword cut into two-thirds of Su Ya's arm, and the blood spurting out, the scarred man was stunned, and immediately prepared to sheath the sword, but the opponent's muscles were like the mouth of a crocodile, biting the blade tightly.
"break!"
Su Ya exhaled, raised his voice, and launched a war cry. The scarred man was stunned for a moment, and used the spear technique to break the mountain with one arm. The warrior's spear spun, directly strangled his chest, and penetrated with flesh and blood.
The scarred man reacted very quickly, dropped his long sword, punched Su Ya in the face, and pulled out the dagger with one hand. At the same time, his talent was activated, and a spiritual beast appeared with a roar.
"No chance, die!"
Su Ya grinned ferociously, dodged the punch, and then bit his wrist. The sharp teeth actually bit through the perfect leather armor.
There was a click, and in an instant, the scarred man's hand bones were shattered, and all the energy in his body was sucked away by Su Ya's big mouth.
Visible to the naked eye, the scarred man's skin has lost its luster and is somewhat wrinkled.
"This talent is so evil!"
The brutal scene made more than one person frown.
Although human beings were considered one of the dishes on the troll's diet, Su Ya did not dare to go too far. He released his mouth, picked up the scarred man with a spear, and threw him to the ground.
The battle ended in less than a minute, and everyone watching was dumbfounded. You must know that the scarred man is a strong man at the peak of the Judgment level, and he is so vulnerable.
"Hey, what a fluke!"
Su Ya laughed dryly, picked up the wristband dropped by Cassano, and hurried back to Downton.
Downton rolled his eyes. This guy is not stupid. He is worried about being besieged. He knows that when he joins the team, others will be a little worried.
"Trash. Carry him back to the tent!"
Cassano roared angrily and looked at his subordinates, wondering who to pick to fight.
"Help me heal!"
Su Ya returned the shower dagger to Downton and walked in front of Xia Luo. He was a troll, and the natural magic of Xian Lang had the greatest healing effect on him.
"Su Ya's own strength is not bad, he is at the seventh level of Judgment, plus he dares to fight hard. He chose the right tactics, and he was able to injure the scarred man in one fell swoop."
Homer explained. It can be said that Su Ya caught the scarred man off guard.
"There might be toxins in this guy's teeth."
Downton joked that Su Ya was definitely a rare talent, and he should be able to win over such a person. Anyway, he had a bunch of ogres and goblins, and he was not short of a troll.
"Downton, we are civilized people. Even if we are fighting, we should be gentlemanly and don't bite others, okay? It has no ornamental value at all."
The young man who was toasting frowned. His name was Inzaghi, and he was the Prince of Milan from the Lombard League. He was not speaking for Cassano, but he really couldn't stand Su Ya's behavior.
"The natives are the natives. Apart from being able to stumble and speak human language, what is the difference between them and wild beasts?" The nobles also didn't like Su Ya. If Tiger Woods hadn't been so powerful, they would have scolded this group of orcs as well.
Su Ya felt the hostility from humans, and when he was hesitating whether to take the opportunity to leave, he saw Downton throwing the beer can over.
"Don't worry about them, you don't live for their eyes!"
Downton put on a sympathetic look, but deep down he was laughing to death. Go ahead and scold Su Ya. The harder you scold Su Ya, the greater your chances of recruiting him.
"Downton, you still don't dare to fight?"
Cassano is provocative. He has dragon-slaying ranks under his command, but even if he sends such a master and wins, there is nothing to be proud of. If the ship capsizes in the gutter, he will be humiliated.
"Thank you for the perfect wrist guard!"
Downton joked that he knew his opponent would not give up, so he simply provoked him and asked him to go to the ring in person to teach him a profound lesson, "Of course I dare to fight, but you, since you want to humiliate me so much, how about going to the ring in person to learn from each other?"
Cassano was stunned, looking at Downton intently for the first time, not understanding where his confidence came from.
"Are you sure? I am the sixth level judge!"
Although Cassano's qualifications are average, he can't stand up to his family's rich resources, so he piles him up to the Judgment level. In the previous conflict, he knew that this kid is the fourth level of Judgment, but no matter how powerful he is, he can't beat him. You must know that apart from the difference in level, he
There are five pieces of legendary equipment all over his body.
A smile emerged from the corner of Downton's mouth. After standing up, he did a somersault and entered the arena directly. His movements were clean and neat, showing a sense of valor.
"Since you are looking for death, then I will help you!"
Cassano smiled evilly and walked towards the battle circle pretending to be a dragon. In order to put pressure on Downton, he activated the space pendant. Every time he took a step, a piece of armor covered his body.
When Cassano stood twenty meters in front of Downton, he was already wrapped in a set of white light armor. There was a small round shield on his left arm, and his right hand held a two-finger-wide single-handed weapon.
The sword shimmered with red luster, and from time to time a bolt of lightning would burst out, so sharp that it seemed to split the air.
Although Cassano was dressed in rich equipment and even had several precious magic rings on his hands, the onlookers were not surprised at all. With the power of the Turin family, it was strange that he did not have such luxurious weapons. (To be continued.