The cold sword energy raged crazily all around, and weeds and wildflowers fell in patches.
The murderous intention is locked, giving people a feeling of being unable to escape.
After becoming extremely angry, the third-level knight finally showed her due strength.
That's the smell of death.
Makes you breathless.
Du Wei rushed over immediately. If his sister accidentally killed Chris, there would be big trouble.
Chris had a stern look on his face. The last time he had such a sense of crisis was when he was showing off his fighting skills against Anthony.
It's just that the opponent has changed from a first-level knight to a third-level knight.
"Dragon Form!" Chris's body grew rapidly, his mental power was highly concentrated, and his state reached its peak in history.
A red light also lit up on Lagen's body, as if there was a flame burning.
"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!" A silver dragon circled around Chris' body, "This is not enough."
"Exploding fireball!" Long Xiao pointed forward, and the fire elements with a radius of two hundred meters gathered together to form a huge fireball with a diameter of one meter and two meters.
Duwei was shocked by Chris's current appearance and stopped unconsciously.
Manda pulled out the long sword, her blond hair fluttering in the wind, and the sword was wrapped in pitch black, as if it were nothingness.
"Go!" The long sword slashed forward, black light surged, and a half-moon-shaped light blade as black as ink was thrown out.
At the same time, Chris had also finished gathering his momentum and released his fighting spirit and magic at the same time, which was also a big load for him.
The silver fighting spirit dragon held the huge fireball, dancing and rushing out.
The two collided fiercely in the air, strong fire shot into the sky, and the flames scattered like rain.
The strong destructive power caused circles of cracks to appear on the ground, spreading outward.
The air waves stirred up dust and smoke all over the sky.
The fighting spirit dragon and the exploding fireball were shattered one after another, and the jet-black light blade flew forward with undiminished power, but the color was much darker.
Chris could feel that the light blade was completely locked on him. In order to prevent Draggen from being harmed, he flew into the air, releasing all the fighting spirit and magic power in his body, crossing and overlapping in front of him, forming a silver and colorless transparent shield.
The jet-black light blade came at a high speed, and wherever it flew along, the ground was cut into long ravines by the cold sword energy.
"Boom!" The two-color shield fluctuated violently, causing even the nearby space to tremble.
In the distance, Manda's rosy little mouth opened slightly. After her anger dissipated, she also regretted her impulse just now. That was her most powerful blow. Can that kid take it?
"Crack, click, click." A circle of fine cracks appeared on the shield, and spread outward at an extremely fast speed, covering the entire shield in an instant.
The shield finally couldn't bear it anymore and shattered directly, and the jet-black light blade was almost so faint that no shadow could be seen.
The dragon roared upwards and hit the light blade, causing it to dissipate.
Chris's magic power and fighting spirit had been exhausted, and his dragon-like form was forcibly disintegrated. The clothes he wore were all shredded into pieces, leaving only a pair of elastic pants of the same style as the Hulk.
"He actually came next!" Du Wei's eyes widened in surprise, a little unbelievable.
"Ah!" Manda screamed, covering her eyes and her cheeks turned red with embarrassment.
She saw Chris's bulging lower body, a pillar rising up to the sky, as if it was facing her.
Chris took out the clothes from the space ring and put them on himself.
In order to cope with this unexpected situation, he prepared a lot of clothes in the ring.
"Don't bother me again!" Chris uttered a few words in a cold tone, mounted on Lagen's back, pulled the reins, and walked away.
Sitting on the horse, Chris reviewed the gains and losses of the battle just now.
After the battle with Manda, he could clearly realize that there was still a big gap between himself and the third-order knight.
Although at the beginning, when the opponent was relaxed, Chris used thunderous means to suppress it.
But when the opponent comes to his senses and masters the rhythm of the battle, he will be the loser.
In order to receive Manda's powerful blow, Chris almost exhausted all the fighting spirit and magic power in his body.
On the other hand, Manda still has the strength to fight.
"It seems that we still need to develop the territory as soon as possible and collect reputation." Chris sighed, and before he knew it, he had arrived at the gate of Mote City.
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Du Wei and Manda looked at the direction in which Chris was leaving, the shock in their eyes not receding yet.
"How did that kid become so powerful in such a short period of time?" Du Wei clicked his tongue in surprise.
"The way he looks at me is completely different from before." Manda's focus was different. "He used to like me so much, but now he doesn't even have the slightest trace of love."
Du Wei asked: "Sister, how much force did you use just now?"
"Eighty percent."
"Then how much strength do you use when you and I practice boxing and kicking?"
"Seventy percent."
"Hiss~" Du Wei's breathing became rapid. When he usually fights with his sister, the opponent uses 70% of his strength to kill him, but Chris can actually resist the sister's 80% strength?
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After putting the rope away and entering Mote City, Chris went straight to the Viscount's Mansion.
He couldn't wait to see how his dragon scale armor turned out.
Arriving at the forge, Chris saw Brent wearing a set of dark gray armor and standing in front of the bronze mirror, feeling very proud of himself.
"Chris, you're here, come and take a look at my giant crocodile leather armor. Is it handsome enough?" Brent came to his younger brother, turned around, struck a pose, and said proudly.
Chris nodded slightly and said, "Well, not bad."
"Please, don't be so perfunctory."
"Handsome!" Chris rolled his eyes.
Brent said excitedly: "I tried it just now. With my sharp sword, I could barely leave a scratch on it. To pierce it, I need to instill fighting spirit. This defense is better than my previous ones."
Any armor."
"Oh~" Chris opened his mouth and said perfunctorily.
"Putting on this leather armor, even if I were to challenge Manda White now, I would be able to fight."
"Well, you're right."
While the two were talking, Green walked over with a smile, holding a pair of dark gray leather shoes in his hand, "Third Young Master, your crocodile leather shoes are ready. Come and try to see if they fit."
Chris put on his shoes, and it felt like water was flowing over his soles, as if he was getting a foot massage, which was very comfortable.
"Not bad, not bad." Chris jumped on the ground twice and made a "ta da" sound.
Green continued: "The remaining four pairs of leather shoes are on the shoe rack there. Remember to take them with you when you leave."
"Okay, please."
"You're welcome."
Looking at the leather shoes Chris was wearing, Brent said with a look of resentment: "For some reason, my father suddenly rushed in yesterday and asked to use the skin of the giant crocodile to make armor. With his strong body, he used most of it."
Not only did I lose a set of armor, I couldn't even make a pair of leather shoes."