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Chapter 168 A Sword and Owl's Head

Just as the emcee was walking over, preparing to interview the contestants, Raven's roar was completely transmitted throughout the audience through the magic amplification.

Suddenly there was a momentary pause in the sound of the entire audience.

Then, there are all kinds of reactions.

"Where did this fool come from!? Do you really think that we, Mosha, have no one?"

"Raven? I think I've heard of it!"

"Very good momentum, but I wonder how strong it is?"

On the VIP stage, Count Tristan, who attended the opening ceremony on behalf of the Kingdom of Corianpas, was not feeling well. While Corianpas was still in turmoil, he who claimed to be a hero of King Qin was very reluctant to come.

As the official representative of the kingdom in a martial arts tournament. Logically speaking, as a high-end military force, he should be based in the country.

In his eyes, this was being temporarily exiled from the center of power. Wasn't it just that he had offended a Lexus Warlock who came out of nowhere?

Count Tristan really didn't understand. Things would develop beyond his imagination. Especially after Duke Zenden was assassinated, he thought that Queen Effie would urgently recall him, ask him to sit on the border, and make him a duke.

, taking the place of Duke Zenden.

Who would have known that the Queen would actually order the original plan to remain unchanged.

Tristan is full of evil spirits.

Now, Raven, who also came from nowhere, actually claimed that he was the strongest in front of the dignitaries of the seven empires? Where does this put the dignity of the seven empires?

Almost as soon as Raven finished shouting, Tristan felt the hostile gaze from the dignitaries of the Seven Empires above.

"Hehehehe! I don't know where this Raven came from. But he is just a fifteen-year-old kid. He is not sensible and it is normal to be impulsive, hahaha!" Tristan laughed dryly.

Raven's age is a good reason.

That's how it was originally.

Unexpectedly, a voice intervened: "Ignorant? How come I heard that Lady Mist, one of the two goddesses of the state religion in your country, relied on the divine Earl of Raven to cripple Cyric and the King of Shadows (Mask

) before making a desperate comeback?"

Tristan was stunned. He really didn't know that this happened. Because Raven's reputation basically spread in the God's Domain, it was too high-end and he couldn't access it.

Instead, Emperor Mosha added: "Count Tristan, you don't have to be humble. I have also heard the name of His Highness Raven from Lord Benn."

At this time, the dignitaries of the seven countries were in an uproar.

Ever since, the story about Raven began to be spread among the whispers of the powerful, including the daughters of dukes and princesses from various countries.

A handsome heroic boy is always the best gossip.

Tristan, who just belittled Raven, has turned into a clown-like character. He doesn't even know his own hero, so he has the nerve to attend such an important ceremony on behalf of Corianpas?

Tristan suffers from information asymmetry.

He was so miserable that he couldn't tell. Here were all great nobles from the seven empires. It was so painful to feel like someone could kill him with just a finger!

At this moment, the emcee who rushed in front of Raven tried to smooth things over: "Hahaha! This little hero is really impressive. Yes! That's how martial arts competitions are. If you have confidence, you may not win! But if you don't have confidence, you will definitely lose!"

"Confidence? I don't need that kind of thing to win." Completely ignoring the murderous looks of several other players around him, Raven responded calmly.

Now it was the MC's turn to get stuck.

Instead, Emperor Mosha took over the magic transmission: "Very good! His Royal Highness, Earl Raven. I, Mosha Thirteenth, admire your straightforwardness and ambition! That's right! Ambition and desire are the driving force for the advancement of the world!

The world is cruel! The weak without ambition and strength, please be the slave of the strong! The dreamer with ambition but no strength, please die! Only the strongest with matching ambition and strength can stand in this world.

On the ground!”

After a pause, the emperor continued: "Why do we hold a martial arts competition? Isn't it just to determine the strongest? Come on! The truly strong will use the corpses of the weak as stepping stones to step onto the throne of the Supreme Being.

Announcing! This Seven Empires Tournament officially opens!"

It cannot be denied that Emperor Mosha's words are very inflammatory, which is also in line with the lawful evil camp position of the entire Mosha Empire.

It's really unique.

"I announce that the first silver group competition is ready to begin. Now we invite our No. 1 contestant, the divine Earl Raven*Yunfield from Corian Pais."

Raven stepped onto the fighting ring.

For the sake of beauty, at this moment, the bloody black soil is no longer under the feet. On top of the black soil, a huge competition platform is built with neat granite.

The platform is one meter high and 500 meters long and wide.

All the images on the stage will be magnified ten times by magic and projected onto a huge four-sided light screen on the stage.

At this time, as soon as Raven came on stage, the audience screamed.

"Ah! What a handsome young man!"

"Is he that Raven?"

"It would be great if I were as handsome as him."

The master of ceremonies introduced it appropriately: "Earl Yunfield has had many great achievements and feats! But the citizens of the Mosha Empire only need to remember one thing, and that is because of Raven * Yunfield, the despicable Cyric was kicked out

"God's Domain"

All of a sudden, the atmosphere in the whole place suddenly erupted into an uproar and it was extremely noisy. People could no longer hear what others were saying!

Even if a dragon were flying above the sky at this moment, it would probably be knocked over by this terrifying sound and fall to the ground.

For the Mosha Empire, which believes in Bane, nothing is more satisfying than Cyric's misfortune. Perhaps not many mortals knew about Raven before today, but from this moment on, Raven's name is resounding everywhere.

Tienuo was very, very unhappy. Although when the master of ceremonies introduced him, he got the cheers he expected. But it was just a cheer for the empire's rookie. It was not at the same level as Raven's almost fanatical praise.

Tie Nuo's face was livid, and his eyes were filled with sparks of jealousy.

In front of the referee, Tienuo shouted loudly: "Raven! I changed my mind! Not only do I want you to die! I also want to kill you instantly with one move! Your legend will end today! Your woman will become mine.

My personal pet! Even the goddess who takes care of you will become my sacrifice to the god Bane! Regret it! Raven! Because the person you met is the hereditary Duke Tenor Agar of my Mosha Empire!"

The referee was from the Faerun Empire, and he interjected in a funny way: "Although I really want to say that this is just a competition and not a duel. But since you are all like this, I hope that you will give each other a coffin based on the principle of respecting the other party's body.

money.”

"As you wish!" they both said in unison.

The two people slowly walked onto the competition stage. According to the regulations, before the fight started, the two people needed to stand in two red circles 100 meters apart from each other.

As the two of them walked past, a powerful Duke from the Mosha Empire on the VIP table teased Prince Darthnir: "This Raven is your ally? It doesn't feel good. What if Irono accidentally kills that Raven?"

I'm sorry for you, Prince."

Dasniel chuckled: "I hope Your Majesty will not be impulsive and send all of Mosha's good seedlings to Raven's sword. Otherwise, they will all be wiped out by then, and Mosha's face will not look good."

"Is that Raven so strong?"

"He is the only one who escaped from that Tinos!"

"Tinos? Alert Skeleton Tinos?" The Duke's expression turned a little ugly.

There is one more thing that Darthnir did not mention, and that is the details of the battle with Gargaoth. Regarding the killing of Gargaoth, the Church of the God of Justice promoted it as positive propaganda. Although the mention of Raven does not count

More. But Darthniel noticed such a detail that even though Raven was possessed by the God of War and his physical abilities suddenly increased dramatically, he still showed his strength that was two levels higher.

This kind of adaptability is very scary! And after experiencing this super-level ability, it will be very helpful for future advancement.

While the prince and the duke were chatting, the two contestants below were already standing.

Tie Nuo couldn't wait to make a prepared gesture: giving a thumbs up with his left hand.

Of course, as a provocation, Tienuo violently pulled out his thumb in a throat-slitting gesture.

Raven smiled, said nothing, and just gave a thumbs up.

"The contest begins!"

As soon as the referee on the sidelines finished speaking, Tie Nuo rushed towards Raven like an arrow from the bow.

Speed ​​up! Speed ​​up! Speed ​​up!

In just fifty meters, Tie Nuo's speed surged three times!

The speed was like a breeze at first, then a gale, and finally a typhoon.

Normally, anyone facing this kind of unreasonable change in acceleration would be panicked. After all, watching the enemy's figure in the field of vision suddenly grow bigger, and then grow bigger again. The visual shock is definitely a sight to behold.

It's something outsiders can't understand.

However, Raven remained motionless. He looked like a sculpture, but the sense of teasing at the corner of his mouth became even stronger.

"Asshole! Don't underestimate me!" While yelling, Tienuo's speed increased by two gears again. For a moment, Tienuo's ethereal afterimage actually appeared in the field.

Tie Nuo's center of gravity sank, and his body leaned forward and ran wildly at an angle that exceeded the limit of the human body. It felt like his whole body was flying close to the ground, and even his chest was almost touching the ground.

The left hand with the stainless steel arm guard is in front, and the right hand holding the thin long sword is tucked around the waist.

It is conceivable that when he arrived in front of Raven, the long sword that had been hidden behind must have struck with thunder.

Close! Close! Closer!

In an instant, he ran for a hundred meters. Seeing that Raven remained motionless within the range of his sword, Tienuo sneered and without hesitation, the sharp sword in his hand was like a poisonous snake spitting out a message, piercing Raven's throat.

This set of thrusts was completed in one go, and all the bystanders cheered loudly.

At the moment when the blood was about to surge, a sudden change occurred!

Raven moved.

It moved faster than the thrust.

His speed was so fast that the figure on the spot became a shadow.

Raven perfectly stuck in the moment when Tie Nuo removed his arm guard and let the sword thrust out. He gently moved half a step to the left, pulled out a jagged short sword from his waist, and held it horizontally in front. Under the strong men's eyes,

Perceiving it, Tienuo actually seemed to have put his neck in front of Raven's sword.

"Huhuhu" Tienuo suddenly found that his eyes were spinning and spinning, but every time he turned around, he would see a very familiar body.

That body has a toned figure that countless girls and young women in the empire dream of.

Countless ladies from famous families have sought pleasure from this body but failed.

But...why do you see this familiar body without a head?

Tie Nuo lost consciousness! (To be continued...)


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