"Candied haws~" A middle-aged man walked by carrying a wooden stick filled with hawthorns.
Chris bought two skewers, which were not expensive at all. Each skewer only cost five coppers.
There is a layer of sugar coating on the surface of hawthorn, which tastes sour and sweet, and the taste is okay.
"When I ate it for the first time last year, I was so happy." Manda bit a hawthorn into her mouth, "Why aren't you surprised at all? Isn't this delicious?"
Because I have seen and eaten it in my previous life.
Chris said expressionlessly: "That's it."
The two of them continued walking and saw many novel gadgets.
On a certain street, there is actually a magic shop selling magic items.
Chris went in and walked around, but found no one interested, so he walked out again.
The shop owner is just a third-level magician. The defensive equipment he makes can only withstand attacks below third-level. There are also some one-time casting scrolls, which are not as powerful as the small fireballs thrown by Chris.
Suddenly, Chris frowned.
Manda asked with concern: "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Chris shook his head.
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The two continued to walk forward, and Chris took Manda into a residential area and turned into a remote alley.
He stopped and said to behind him: "Come out, you have been following us for so long, aren't you tired?"
"Haha, little guy, your senses are quite sharp." A skinny man came out of hiding.
When Manda touched his body, he found that he was not carrying a weapon and could only stare at the opponent warily.
"You've been following us since we walked out of the hotel. What are you going to do?" Chris turned around and asked.
The skinny man smiled and said, "My master has fallen in love with your horse. I wonder if he can bear the pain and part with it?"
"No!" Chris refused directly.
"Oh, there are some things that you can just say 'no' to if you don't want to." The thin man narrowed his eyes, his eyes as cold as knives.
Manda jumped out and said, "What do you want to do? I'm warning you, fighting is prohibited in Solo City in private!"
Chris pulled her behind and said: "Since this guy dares to follow here, it means that the master behind him can ignore this prohibition."
The skinny man was noncommittal: "It's not a good thing if people are too smart."
"There's so much nonsense, why don't we fight?" Chris took out Dragon Roar from the ring.
"Arrogant boy!" A cold and cold breath emanated from the skinny man, "Don't think that just because you are the proud son of heaven in a small city, you can be lawless. Today I will teach you a good education for the world."
"Noisy!" Chris stepped on his feet suddenly, and his body popped up like a cannonball.
At the same time, the skinny man pulled out a transparent crystal sword from his back, ice-blue fighting spirit swept up, and the surrounding sand was covered with a layer of white ice and snow.
"Ding!" The weapons collided and made a crisp sound.
The two each took five or six steps back, and both sides were evenly divided in terms of strength.
The crystal sword was unscathed, obviously not ordinary.
"No wonder he is so arrogant, he seems to have some strength." As he spoke, the thin man exhaled cold white air from his mouth.
"Ice attribute fighting spirit?" Chris looked surprised.
"Are you scared? Don't worry, it won't take long for me to turn you into an ice sculpture, and your heart will naturally calm down." The thin man pushed his left hand forward, and a two-meter-high ice-blue palm print appeared in front of him.
, "Fighting skill, Ice Palm!"
"Magic, Fire Barrier!" Chris thrust the dragon roar into the ground, and blazing flames rose up, forming a fire wall two meters high and four meters long.
"Chichi!"
As soon as the huge palm print approached the wall of fire, it melted at an extremely fast speed and spread into a thick white mist. When it flew in front of Chris, it had no power at all.
The skinny man had a look of astonishment on his face, somewhat in disbelief.
"Sorry, I seem to be restraining you." Chris grinned, "Extremely blazing hellfire!"
Large swaths of dark red flames burned all around, and the temperature suddenly rose, causing people to sweat on their foreheads.
"I still don't believe that I, a majestic fourth-level ice knight, could fall into the hands of a young boy like you." The skinny man's eyes showed a crazy look, and he took out a piece of talisman paper from his arms, with a thick white mist.
Floating out from above, it quickly condensed into a set of white ice crystal armor on the surface of his body.
"Magic, Blessing of the God of Fire." Chris opened his mouth and inhaled, and the surrounding flames were swallowed into his mouth, and then he seemed to turn into a burning man.
After doing all this, Chris rushed towards the enemy, and the dragon roared out.
Unexpectedly, the skinny man did not dodge or evade, and cut off his head with the crystal sword in his hand, which was actually an injury.
The tip of the sword pierced the skinny man's chest and was blocked by the ice crystal armor, but it was not nothing. The dragon's roar left slight cracks on it.
Chris turned his head slightly, and the crystal sword cut into his shoulder, causing his body to sink.
"Hiss, it hurts." Although the non-piercing armor blocked most of the impact, it still caused severe pain to Chris.
The skinny man's face was full of surprise. He didn't expect that the sharpness of his weapon could not pierce the boy's armor.
The two kicked each other and retreated seven or eight meters away.
"Do you think you are the only one who can make armor?" Chris formed a seal with one hand, "Extreme Fire Armor!"
The dense firelight was attracted to him, condensing into a set of armor made entirely of flames.
"Try again!" Chris rushed towards the other party again.
The two of them fought fiercely together, and neither of them tried to block, but kept attacking the other.
The skinny man was only supported by his ice crystal armor, and he was constantly weakened by the flames that filled the sky. Countless cracks soon appeared.
But Chris has the dual defense of indestructible armor and extreme fire body armor, which makes him almost completely immune to the opponent's attacks.
The skinny man became more and more frightened as he fought. His fighting spirit was being consumed at an extremely fast rate. Why was it that this guy in front of him seemed to have endless energy?
His guess was absolutely correct. Chris could now control the fire element and release fire magic without consuming his own magic power.
"Bang!"
The dragon's roar struck the skinny man's body, the ice crystal armor cracked, and the powerful impact knocked him away.
Chris followed him like a shadow and punched him in the face.
The skinny man was beaten a little dazed, with an angry look on his face, and he picked up the crystal sword: "Boy, I'm going to kill you!"
Chris used Dragon Roar to swing the crystal sword away, and then kicked the opponent on the chest, leaving obvious red footprints.
The skinny man staggered back seven or eight steps, barely able to steady his body. He waved the crystal sword, and the sword energy enveloped the wind and snow to form a powerful storm: "Fighting skills, ice and snow storm!"
"Flame whirlpool!" Long Xiao pointed forward, and a red flame whirlwind appeared out of thin air, completely opposite to the rotation direction of the ice and snow storm.
Under Chris's precise control, the two collided together, and with the sound of "chichi", a large white mist rose around them. The flame vortex and the ice and snow storm canceled each other out and dissipated at the same time.
The skinny man froze.
"Have you exhausted your fighting spirit?" Chris's voice appeared in his ears, making his body alert.
The skinny man quickly raised his hand to block, but was still knocked to the ground by a strong hand.
"You are like you, and you still educate me. Are you worthy?" Chris raised his leg and kicked the thin man over as he tried to get up.
"How dare you hit me?" the thin man said sternly, "I am His Highness's guard..."
"Pa!" Another slap was slapped on the face of the thin man, causing him to stumble to the side, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"I don't care who you are!" Chris hit the other person on all fours.
The skinny man could only protect his head and huddled on the ground with his body hunched over.
"It's great!" After playing for a while, Chris clapped his hands, turned around and walked towards Manda.
On the same spot, the skinny man with a bruised nose and swollen face looked helpless.
Chris picked up the crystal sword, handed it to Manda, and said, "Do you like this weapon? I'll sell it to you for one hundred and fifty gold coins."
Manda rolled her eyes.
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