Zhuoran smiled when he heard the words, but he was inexplicably grateful in his heart, "I will repay him twice as much! Little sister, what are you going to hit him with? A small fist or a small ball of light? Haha." Of course, it is difficult to say these words, he
I just said it in my own heart.
"I am Leon. For the sake of showing mercy to my brother, you should take the initiative to admit defeat so as not to hurt you."
Zhuoran glanced at the young man who looked like a middle-aged man. He turned around and saw that a priest was already treating Wright. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Your brother is not bad. I believe you will not be any worse. However, the reason for fighting is
There is no need to say it, I will never admit defeat until I am defeated."
"Okay, as a warrior, I respect your choice."
Zhuo Ran nodded and stood ready. He had already estimated in his mind that the strength of these three people should be almost the same. Compared with his team, the three first-level senior swordsmen were indeed a very luxurious lineup.
The same broadsword, the same attack method.
A sword struck, and Zhuo Ran dodged. However, just when he was about to counterattack, the broad sword quickly changed from slashing to sweeping, and swept towards Zhuo Ran. His reaction speed was so fast that even Zhuo Ran was a little moved.
Zhuo Ran stepped back quickly, dodging this unpredictable sword, and thought to himself: "This guy has been watching for a while, and he seems to have some understanding of me. However, my skills are not that simple."
Fighting energy appeared on the soles of his feet, and he was ready to use his fighting spirit to launch an attack and capture the opponent as quickly as possible. He could not let the last person watch for too long, otherwise it would be even more disadvantageous for him.
The pain in his right arm made him frown, and the pain on his face made Wendy and Mo Ru worried.
"Brother Zhuoran..."
Zhuoran quickly jumped behind Leon and stabbed out with the tip of the sword, but was blocked by the broad sword inserted upside down. Leon seemed to have eyes behind his back. He placed the broad sword behind his back with incomparable accuracy and cleverly cracked the
Zhuo Ran's stab.
"You can't use magic. The enemies behind you are even more powerful. If you expose your trump card now, they will be on guard. There will definitely be no unexpected attack that will be effective."
The iron sword rubbed against the broad sword and continued to stab at Leon's exposed part. The white fighting energy hit the tip of the sword a little, increasing the destructive power. This was the ultimate attack he could do now.
However, what Zhuo Ran didn't expect was that Leon let out a low drink, fighting energy emerged from all parts of his body, and instantly turned around in an extremely awkward posture. The giant sword even sent a burst of violence, directly knocking back the iron sword.
go out.
"Whirlwind!"
Leon roared, holding the sword in both hands, turning his body violently, and slashed with the sword in an instant.
Zhuoran's eyes widened as he saw that he was about to be attacked by a broad sword, and he quickly became wise. The white fighting spirit of his right foot on the ground suddenly swelled, and the instant increase in power caused him to fly sideways. He dodged it with many narrow escapes.
.
"Chance!"
He instantly judged Leon's blank period. Just after using high-intensity and high-operation moves, Leon could not recover instantly, and this was an opportunity.
"Thrust."
A move learned from a senior assassin. Hold the sword with both hands, and hit all the fighting energy on the tip of the sword and both feet, increasing instantaneous movement and destructive power, destroying the enemy with one blow.
The body flying to the right followed the force of the soles of his feet, and his body attacked Leon again at an impossible angle and posture. The violent contrast made him feel that his body was about to be torn apart, but he risked everything.
How can you give up!
In just an instant, the tip of the iron sword pierced the fighting spirit that Leon had gathered in a hurry, and reached Leon's forehead. The tip of the sword stuck tightly to his skin. As long as Zhuoran exerted a little force, Leon's forehead would definitely grow.
A bloody hole.
"Second dick!"
"Second brother!"
Leon's face was covered with sweat. He truly felt the great terror between life and death.
"I give up!" Even if he is a little unwilling, what can he do? The other party has shown mercy. If he continues to stalk him, will he still be a man?
Zhuoran gasped for breath, retracted his sword, stepped aside, sat down cross-legged, and hurriedly recovered. With such high-intensity movements, his entire right arm was stained red with blood, and he looked extremely miserable.
"There's one more, phew, the last one."
Leon looked at Zhuoran with admiration, put his sword back, and said: "Thank you for showing mercy, you are really powerful."
Among the three, the third oldest, Wright, and the second youngest, Leon, have both been disqualified from the competition, but only one, Ryder, is the oldest.
Wendy's eyes were filled with tears, and she was sobbing as she looked at the exhausted Zhuo Ran. She wished she could rush forward to defend Zhuo Ran from everything.
There were already a lot of onlookers, and they all looked at Zhuoran in disbelief. Whether it was his evasive skills or his sharp offensive, he vividly taught them a lesson.
"Is that person really from the Bronze-level empire?"
"It's so strong, so incredible."
"Two senior swordsmen in a row, is he a monster?"
"No, there are three. He wants to deal with the third one."
Amid everyone's exclamations, the eldest brother Ryder stepped onto the stone platform. He looked at Zhuo Ran with his eyes closed and sitting cross-legged with no expression on his face, but he was very grateful in his heart. The two younger brothers were defeated one after another, but the other party was extremely likely to show mercy.
, which made him realize that this person is really someone trustworthy for life.
Zhuoran stood up slowly. He had lost too much blood and was already a little dizzy. Only one-third of his fighting spirit was left, and unbearable pain was felt throughout his body. He had reached his limit.
Yun Qing frowned and said: "He can't even stand still, how can he fight?"
Cruden said: "He can stand firm, he must stand firm, and he must also know how to fight."
In the room of the tower, the middle-aged strong man said: "Regardless of this guy's qualifications, with this toughness, he is destined to have high achievements."
"Oh, Your Excellency, the third-level intermediate mad swordsman, how high is the high achievement you mentioned?"
"Well, it's taller than this ten-meter tower."
Red-robed bishop: "..."
The dean said: "Qualifications are one thing, hard work is another, and the most important thing is opportunity. If this kid can work hard and be lucky enough, he might be able to become a third-level senior mad swordsman and become the pillar of the Silver Eagle Empire.
Talent."
"I don't think so. Have you forgotten where all the outstanding people in the empire have gone? How many were taken away by the behemoth of the Church, a few settled in the gold-level empire, and an even smaller number still had the courage to adventure around the world.
, hoping to gain a higher level of cultivation. Do you think that with such courage, he will become a mad swordsman in a silver-level empire?"
The words spoken by the strong man caused both the dean and the red-robed bishop to fall into silence. However, their silent expressions were different. The dean's wrinkled face was filled with bitterness, while the red-robed bishop's face was full of bitterness.
Bai's face was filled with pride. This already showed the difference between the two of them.
Zhuoran stood proudly on the stone platform with his sword in hand, his face full of determination, "Failure is not terrible. What is terrible is knowing that you have failed but not having the courage to fight. I want to defeat him, and I will not fail. Because I have the courage to support me."
Ryder clenched his fist with his left hand across his chest, bowed deeply and said, "Thank you for showing mercy. I admire your courage. If there is any other way, I don't want to fight you."
"No, you have to fight. As long as someone is in front of you, you have to fight. For the dreams in your hearts and for the brothers and partners around you. As long as a person can keep fighting, then he will definitely still exist, and he will be far away from his dreams.
The closer we get. You cannot lose your faith in fighting. Even if you fail this time, will you just accept your fate?"
Zhuoran's words reminded him of the time on Earth when countless humans resisted the alien races, risking their lives and trying to kill them all, but...
Everyone present was moved when they heard the words. Especially those who had infinite yearning in their hearts, their resonance became stronger and stronger.
This is a world where the strong are respected, where the weak eat the strong. Without courage and faith, is there any point in surviving even if you just survive?
Mo Ru, who had been upset, finally understood what Zhuoran's charm was. It didn't lie in his handsomeness, but in his deeper understanding of everything. At any time, he used his strength and bravery to infect others.
, let them pick up their dreams again, and raise the blade called courage again. Let everyone become a truly strong person, with a strong heart and a strong will, and bravely use their own hands to tear apart the haze of the future, and use their own
With your feet, you create a world of your own.
Like him, a real strong man!
Yunqing's black eyes were shining again and again, and Crewe and the others were all moved. They finally realized that the weak boy who could hardly stand was a very powerful person!
"Violence!" Silver Eagle chirped from behind a tall tower not far away. Its owner, Lian Na, was standing under a big tree, quietly looking at the somewhat thin figure on the stone platform.
"What a stubborn boy."
"Boss, he, he is right, we must keep fighting." The second brother's eyes were full of tears, and a big boss actually cried.
Ryder held the sword in both hands and said seriously: "Thank you again. You have kept us from being confused. No matter whether we win or lose this battle, you will be our friend. And we will keep fighting for ours."
Empire, for those who helped us."
Zhuoran chuckled. Since he came to this world, he has found that the people here lack something called blood, which makes them lazy and lack courage. Rather than living to accommodate others, it is better to say that they live by themselves.
Accommodate yourself, live one day at a time, and never consider making yourself, your relatives and friends live a better life.
"Fight, as long as people have the courage to fight, when you suddenly look back, you will find that a bright road to the sky has appeared behind you. People related to you will grow up safely under your protection and will become
Your successors will continue to extend the path of light indefinitely until the end of man!"
Behind Zhuoran's head, circles of faint milky white light gently emerged. It was the holy light, the light given to the world by God.
The light elemental elves were flying around happily, nourishing his body silently and treating his wounds. After a while, he felt that his body was full of vitality again, and he had recovered 70% of his combat effectiveness. If he was careful, he should
He has the power to fight Ryder.
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