After going through three major battles, Feilengcui militiamen have always defeated more with less. Today's scene of fifty or sixty people against a dozen opponents is simply inexplicable. Although the Feilengcui militiamen who picked up weapons are still a bit bloated.
Lazy, but their fighting instinct was still displayed to the extreme at this moment.
This time they did not charge, but looked at the group of paladins provocatively, with ridicule on their faces.
Fei Luo kept shaking his head. This guy who was not as tall as his machete could chop down several of them with just one slash. It was really not a challenge. Not even one of the panda warriors wore silver armor, they only had to draw
He picked up the three-edged demon hunting gun behind his back and didn't even put down the ale glass. The forty-eight hippo poets really couldn't laugh or cry. Do they want to bully the minority like the mastiffs?
The Paladins were a little stunned. They didn't expect that a group of Behemoths would dare to be so arrogant in the city of Valencia. They would still dare to draw knives on the spot in front of the Paladins who represented the divine authority.
Paladins are fanatical and dedicated, but that doesn't mean they don't have basic knowledge of martial arts. The burly and strong Behemoths in front of them, with their long breaths and calm expressions, clearly don't take them seriously at all.
The leader of the Paladins, Joaquin Qingzhi, had started talking nonsense as soon as he entered the door. It was hard to hold back now. He let out a low roar, and his fighting spirit instantly reached its peak. He was about to rush forward to risk his life, but was stopped by a sharp shout.
"stop!"
A female knight wearing beautifully crafted Milan heavy armor slowly walked in from outside the damaged bar door. The female knight with a helmet under her arm had rare long sapphire blue hair, and there was a hint of concealment in her beautiful face.
The sword and oak leaf pattern on the breastplate is inlaid with precious gems of various colors and is lifelike. A golden piccolo hung on a silver chain hangs from the fair neck exposed from the collar.
"Knights, what you did really disappoints me! You rushed forward so rashly, what if the other party hurts Joan of Arc?" The female knight angrily scolded these brainless paladins.
Hearing her angry rebuke, all the paladins quickly lowered their heads and stepped aside. Even the extremely arrogant paladins like Joaquin did not dare to show any signs of neglect.
The female paladin looked at Liu Zhenshao, and Liu Zhenhan looked at her. The difference between the two was that Liu's eyes were always staring at his chest, while the female paladin was looking at him up and down.
"As expected of Richard, the double dragon priest who defeated Lampard, he is indeed extraordinary." The female paladin elegantly introduced herself: "I am Garcia, the deputy leader of the Sword Oakleaf Paladins."
"Dragon Knight Garcia, don't be polite, just say whatever you have to say." Liu Zhenzhen laughed loudly. This little girl has a dragon's breath all over her body and a dragon flute hanging around her neck. She is not another dragon from the Holy See.
Knights are weird.
"As a dragon priest who is admired by everyone, respected Lord Richard, if you and I need to discuss and communicate, that is another matter. Can you let our Saint Joan go first?" Knight Garcia
She neither admitted that she was a dragon knight nor denied that she was not. Her eyes and tone were as calm as a rock, and there was no trace of the fluctuations deep in her heart.
"There's no problem at all." Liu Zhancheng looked at the tearful little nun with a grief-stricken face and said, "Little nun, someone has picked you up. Leave me quickly and don't bother me again!"
The little nun Joan of Arc looked at Old Liu stubbornly, biting her beautiful lips tightly, obviously filled with hatred in her heart.
"If you don't leave, I'm going to pinch you again." Liu Zhencheng raised his hand to scare her.
The little nun tilted her head, and her tears fell like broken pearls. However, she stood there motionless like an old tree in the forest, with Liu's shocking big paws undulating violently on the little nun's plump and tender breasts.
He stopped the car when his chest was less than half an inch away.
To others, this seems like another twist.
"I'm Di Polo!" Liu Zhenhan looked resentful. He didn't take the Paladin and Dragon Knight seriously. This little nun was really difficult to deal with.
"You are my hundredth evil target." The little nun said with red eyes but extremely firm.
"You actually treat Saint Joan of Arc...\n.\n.\n.\n.\n.\n" Garcia's dragon knight's eyes suddenly turned into a blazing fire in the fireplace, desperately
Staring at Old Liu: ".\n.\n.\nI can't believe it! How could the noble Dragon Clan choose a rogue scum like you to become the Dragon Sacrifice! Do you have the guts to duel with me?"
Although Nana and Daisy's faces had been cultivated and tempered for so long, they still couldn't help but blush after hearing these words.
"If you win, you can just take her away! If you lose, you can still take her away, but you have to promise me one thing on behalf of the Holy See." Liu Zhencheng really wanted it.
"As long as I can do it, I swear to you with my life that I will do it. This place is not spacious enough, and it is easy to hurt innocent people in a fight. Come with me to the Colosseum." Dragon Knight Garcia nodded, turned around gracefully,
The sky blue cloak opened in an arc and walked out of the bar.
"Oh~~~There's a fight~~" The militiamen all started cheering and cheering. Before Lao Liu and the other paladins moved, they had already swarmed out. There were so many people that they crowded into a knot at the door.
There was only a dull sound from the bar door. The door of the bar, which no longer had a sliding door, was forced to widen by a few hippo poets.
The bar owner wanted to cry.
Seeing that the lord and his entourage were also following him out, Captain Rossi discussed it with his elf wife and deputy leader Tiger Warrior Dicanio, and decided to follow him to see if the dragon priest could really do this.
If the legend is the same, it's not too late to seek refuge.
Except for his own eyes, the mercenary was still somewhat skeptical about the rumors.
The Colosseum in Valencia is designed with a semi-dome. The huge Byzantine columns are carved with some mythical heroes. The overall look is like a huge salted duck egg with a hole in the middle. It is enough to
It can accommodate tens of thousands of spectators. The all-marble structure makes Helen and the two scepter priests envious. Wetherspoon, a province northeast of Beamon, also has an arena, but it is all made of wood. Compared with this place, it is just a beast.
column.
The person in charge of the Colosseum is also a member of the Sherpa family. When he heard the dragon knight Garcia said that he was going to duel with Lord Feilengcui of the Behemoth Kingdom here, he was so frightened that his face turned pale. Noono said so and quietly
He glanced at the boy next to him - although he did not know the top secrets of the Sherpa family, it was well known to everyone in the family that the Sherpa family had private contact with Lord Beamon.
Humans and Behemoth, the ancient hobby of the Colosseum has not changed at all because of the passage of time. At the arranged VIP seats, the Paladins and the Feileng Cui ruffians welcomed the Colosseum together.
Opening remarks.
The business of the Colosseum in winter is basically between gladiators and gladiators, because some beasts have begun to hibernate at this time. Although the incident happened in a hurry, the well-trained personnel in charge of the Colosseum made preparations quickly.
, one after another, ancient-style chariots were released from the fire gate at the bottom of the Colosseum, and circled the arena. The spear-wielding warriors on the chariots were exactly the same as those depicted in the myths of the ancient Olympic era, and they were completely naked.
The clothes exposed the toned muscles, there were cheers and white handkerchiefs were waving.
The news seems to have spread very quickly. There are already many human civilians sitting on the Doric-style grandstand, and the number of people is still increasing.
In the center of the Colosseum, there is a stone platform with a height of ten blades. The female commentator standing in the middle of the loudspeaker magic circle is making jokes with a dwarf man in a sweet voice, nothing more than praising these chariots.
The gladiators on the show were strong and brave, and the height of the dwarfs was not even comparable to their third legs. This boring little joke caused a series of laughter in the stands.
Then pairs of gladiators entered the Colosseum carrying shields and battle axes, and they started fighting. The shields collided violently, reverberating fiercely at the bottom of the ring-shaped Colosseum with echo function, and blood was everywhere.
There were cheers and white handkerchiefs waving in the stands. Some spectators who had not yet had time to sit down shouted loudly despite the curses behind them, which were blocked from view.
The victorious gladiators proudly raised their battle axes and shields and dragged their opponents back to the Taiping Gate. Then a lion emerged from the beast's den, a strong gladiator.
He strode out of the Taiping Gate with his bare hands and fought with the golden-maned lion, jumping up and down.
The paladins watched with great interest. Feilengcui's gang of ruffian militiamen almost fell asleep. They were all experts who had rolled on the tip of a knife. They could see at a glance that this was all a bunch of work. Those gladiators were
Seeing blood, they are actually very measured and will not hurt their muscles and bones. As for this human-lion fight, it is even more nonsense. It is purely a show. The lion is trained and cannot really bite. To put it bluntly, it is just a mere show.
Big cat, according to their estimation, most of this lion's teeth have been sawed.
Marquis Capello and Count Toti arrived quickly and quietly pulled aside the person in charge of the posthouse who was following Lord Beamon. After understanding the situation, the two persons in charge of the Sherpa family suddenly felt dizzy.
Rudou, while cursing Lord Feilengcui in his heart as a troublemaker, had to smile along with him.
"Mr. Capello, this kind of opening statement is really too poor. Can we try something else? We Feileng Cui Behemoth and you human paladins each choose a few people to go up and fight one or two beasts with real swords and guns. You
What do you think?" Mo'er raised her little finger at the two leaders of the Sherpa family.
Of course, Marquis Capello did not dare to make the decision. He was silent for a long time and could not say a word. He did not even know when the Dragon Knight of the Oak Leaf Knights of the Sword of the Holy See came. Previously, the two
The Dragon Knight's visit to Dolot is definitely a very glorious thing, but now that Lord Beamon is here to help, the prime minister of the principality is not sure. He knows how domineering this Lord Beamon is.
As soon as the fight broke out in the city, Marquis Capello knew that the Double Dragon Priest would be a genius if he didn't lead this group of Behemoth warriors to kill Dolot.
He absolutely believed that this guy could do such a thing.
"We are paladins who represent God's will and slay evil beings. We are not clowns who use performances to please the audience." Dragon Knight Garcia politely rejected Mo'er's suggestion.
"I also have Beamon Paladins under my command. Since the human Paladins are conservative, let us Beamon Templars show their shame." Liu Zhenhan chuckled, turned to Goode and said: "Mr. Goode Johnson, Honorary Templar,
Are you sure about this?"
"He'll die first! I'm so sure! How about I play with the Paladins first?" Pan Shuai blinked his big eyes a few times, and the joints of his bowl-sized fists crackled loudly.
.
The paladins looked at Gude's carrot-thick fingers in a daze. Only when they were next to these strong Behemoths could they feel how strong and terrifying these Behemoths were.
"There's me too!"
"And I!"
The militiamen started making noises, with Fei Luo and Ao Pang shouting the loudest. Ao Pang was waving the fake Wrath of the God of Thunder back and forth in his hand, excited to death, with a look of desire on his face.
"Stop making a fuss!" Ningyu, the landlady's face, darkened. It's not the time to show off, and it won't be easy to deal with such a fuss if things go wrong.
"Dear Mr. Capello, how many ferocious beasts do you have?" Liu Zhenzhen asked.
"There are a few hibernating Greenland brown bears and a few lions." Count Toti accompanied him with a smile.
"Don't separate them. Wake up all those hibernating brown bears. Good, you go down and deal with them all by yourself. Leave the rest to my Feigao. He has been here for a while. It's time to let him go."
He has seen blood." Mo'er waved her hand and erased the militiamen's request for a fight.
"Just do as she says." Liu Zhanchen nodded.
Count Totti immediately said Nono repeatedly and went down to prepare. Only Marquis Capello was left here to accompany the guests as if walking on thin ice. The two groups here appeared suddenly, and no one could be offended. The servants quickly moved
Some exquisite snacks were brought over, and Guoguo ate and took them, his belly pockets were stuffed full, and his pink and puffy face was filled with happiness.
There were more and more spectators in the stands. Dragon Knight Garcia frowned, but she couldn't say anything.
"The Goethe Theater across the street is performing the Royal San Antonio Theater Company's grand finale opera "The Last Ranger" today. But I heard that there was a competition in the Colosseum, and maybe everyone came over. The soldiers I brought are already blocking entry."
Marquis Capello noticed the displeasure of the Garcia Dragon Knight and said cautiously.
"It is their right to enjoy the game. Don't provoke a civil uprising. Let them come in. You can donate some of the ticket sales to the poorhouse opened in our monastery." Garcia Dragon Knight smiled faintly.
"That's for sure.\n.\n.\n.\n.\n.\nThat's for sure.\n.\n.\n.\n.\n.\n" Marquis Capello
His heart was filled with doubts. It was not surprising that Lord Beamon came, but it was a bit strange for the Dragon Knight of the Oak Leaf Knights of Sword to come. He wanted to ask what happened, but after thinking about it, he held back.
Knowing some things may not be a good thing.
Perhaps out of admiration that the paladin also had financial acumen, Liu Zhensha and several other proprietresses took a good look at the beautiful female dragon knight.
Goode and Mo'er stood up together, and led by the girl who led the way, they walked towards the inner passage leading to the backstage.
"Is she also going to fight wild beasts? Oh my God! She is so brave!" The little nun felt a layer of sweat forming on the tip of her nose, and she felt excited when she looked at Mo'er's back.
"She's still a child!" Ningyu quietly leaned close to Lao Liu's ear, with strong resentment in her tone.
Liu Zhenshao couldn't say anything except a wry smile. He also felt a little regretful. It wasn't because the other party had a boorish father, or because of some bullshit paladin. It was purely because he regretted being frivolous with a little girl just now.
, but after everything has been done, what can be said now - there are a few criminals who deliberately want to do bad things, and most of them are just impulsive.
"You have to suffer the consequences to save face." Nana said with a smile.
"That's true." Lao Liu himself admitted.
A burst of collective laughter.
Mo'er flew lightly to the middle position at the bottom of the circular Colosseum. She was the first one to appear. Her beauty and beauty made the audience in the Seven Blades Stand dizzy.
The dwarf and female host were also stunned for a long time, and only heavy breathing came from the amplification circle.
There was a "click" sound of the rollers turning, and the iron gates of the four beast caves in the north rose. With a burst of whips, four hungry lions roared slowly from the beast caves.
When they came out, there was a trace of bloodshot eyes hanging from the corners of their mouths. In order to maintain their ferocity, the beasts in the Colosseum were usually fed only a small half of the food ration. The beasts that were in a semi-starved state for a long time were the most ferocious.
The iron gate of the beast's cave fell with a heavy clang.
At this time, the number of spectators gathered in the stands had reached at least three to four thousand. The cheers were thunderous, and the huge sound gathered greater energy in the circular Colosseum.
This gladiatorial battle made the blood of all the spectators excited. In the past, only strong slave fighters had the right to fight ferocious beasts. Today, it was even more exciting to see a weak but beautiful girl on the stage.
The little nun was holding her clothes tightly in the VIP stand, her whole body was shaking, but her eyes never left the Colosseum below, and she kept crossing herself and muttering to herself.
Mo'er looked around at the surrounding environment. On the spacious marble floor, in addition to the blackened old blood stains, there were also many scars left by weapons on it. She was very satisfied with Fei Gao's size here.
In this kind of large playground-like Colosseum, you won't feel constrained.
Perhaps stimulated by the cheers of the audience, the four lions roared almost simultaneously, their wild sounds suppressing all the noise around them.
Mo'er waved her hand and released Fei Gao from the space ring. At the same time, the tide lord Grain came out. Each of them held a stack of huge bridge cards carved with woodblocks in their hands. Fei Gao's face had a trace of
There were piles of papers, and his weapons and armor were piled beside him. He was wearing a samurai uniform, and he was still digging his big feet with his fingers.
The cheers all around stopped suddenly, and everyone choked.
Mo'er put Gerien into the ring again and pointed at the four lions to Feigao.
Baleno warrior Feigao stood up in a hurry, and the Colosseum was in an uproar.
How terrifying! There are such terrifying and strong warriors!
Except for the dragon knight Garcia, the rest of the paladins' faces were cramped as if they were having a stroke. They vaguely guessed that this was Baleno warrior, but how could the whale warrior in the sea come ashore?
Even a deep-minded guy like the Marquis of Capello couldn't help but be shocked. It turned out that Lord Beamon had gone through two battles with the Duchy of Dolot, but he didn't try his best.
He looked at Liu's shocked eyes, feeling admiration at first, and then turned into deep fear.
The four lions retreated at the same time. In front of the huge body of the whale warrior, they were no different from a little mouse standing in front of a big cat.
Fei Gao grinned, and the joints all over his body made a loud noise as if they were being rubbed. His body gradually became shorter, becoming only three blades tall, and his height was reduced by half.
The four retreating lions looked at each other and hesitated a little. With their IQs, they obviously couldn't understand why an opponent that was so huge just now suddenly shrunk in half.
"This.\n.\n.\n.\n.\n.\nWhat kind of martial skill is this?" Garcia, the dragon knight in the VIP stand, couldn't help but ask.
"This is the "cartilage skill" of the sea tribe's octopus warrior. My whale warrior was once the general manager of the Imperial Guard, so he also learned this crude martial arts. An octopus warrior weighing 500 pounds can use the "cartilage skill"
My whale warrior cannot pass through a hole the size of a gold coin. He cannot train well and can only reduce his body by half in a short time." Lord Beamon said in a very humble tone, but what about his expression?
It doesn't seem to have anything to do with humility.
Before Liu Zhencheng finished speaking, Fei Gao had already finished his work.
This guy drew out his huge sword without grace and strode forward. The audience in the stands only felt a harsh roar of wind. In the Colosseum, this giant warrior had already swung his sword.
He flipped over two lions and kicked one away. The kicked lion flew directly into the stands, causing another big commotion. Fortunately, the lion had been kicked into two pieces by him, so the commotion did not last long.
, and another lion escaped. The bottom of the Colosseum is very large. This lion made the right choice.
A huge jet of water spurted out from Fei Gao's mouth, like an iron rod hitting the escaping lion hard. The poor running lion was knocked away more than ten steps and hit hard on the waist.
On the marble wall, when it fell, a long trail of blood was dragged out.
"Double cultivation of magic and martial arts!" The paladins were startled.
"What kind of magician and martial artist? What whale can't spit out a jet of water from its mouth?" Liu Zhenzhen laughed.
The confidence in the eyes of the dragon knight Garcia is disappearing little by little.