Chapter Five Hundred: Another Miracle! Indecent Ninian!
This is a shocking duel!
It's not that the martial arts of both parties in the duel are very high. After all, in the wild world, the magic warrior just enters the palace of martial arts.
There are about ten demon warriors in Suo Mo's foreign army.
What's shocking about him is the reversals and surprises!
Everyone thought that the pretty boy Lan Ling would be vulnerable and would be cut into pieces and eaten.
However, Lanling not only won, but he won so domineeringly.
Without using any moves, he chopped the berserker of the Mustang tribe to death with one sword and one sword.
Even in the end, he failed to break through the berserker's steel scale defense. He only used strength to shatter his bones, smash his internal organs, and smash his whole body into meat patties.
This is very consistent with the barbarian people's understanding and worship of strength.
Pure force crushing, no moves, not even speed.
Even Chief Constantine could not hide his surprise.
According to his understanding, this Lan Ling was only a seventh-level warrior. This was the data reported by Suo Mo when he appointed Lan Ling as deputy centurion. Obviously Suo Mo would not lie on this point.
Constantine has strong mental power, but when he senses a person, he can basically judge the person's cultivation level from the energy aura emanating from him.
So according to his judgment, Suo Mo did not lie.
Lan Ling is a seventh-level warrior, but why can he defeat a demon warrior-level berserker?
And still use strength to crush the enemy to death?
This is so unbelievable. Are the descendants of demons so unnatural? He, Constantine, is also a member of the descendants of demons!
At this time, everyone was looking at Constantine.
"Hahaha..." Constantine laughed and said, "Well done to me, the warrior of the Chimera tribe, I will give you the credit of thirteen heads in this battle."
In the pre-battle duel, the winner will receive ten head credits. The opponent is a magic warrior, and three more heads will be added, so thirteen head credits will be counted.
"Thank you chief!" Lan Ling said.
Then, he returned to the formation amidst the cheers of his foreign army brothers!
When he passed by each of the foreign army brothers, they all raised their fists and punched Lan Ling on the shoulder.
In the wild world, this is a very intimate act that represents brotherhood.
In this battle, Lanling won the hearts and minds of the vast majority of the foreign troops.
Lei Tong, the centurion of the cavalry, stepped forward, bumped shoulders with Lan Ling, then hugged his back, hit him hard on the back and said: "Good brother, after this battle is over, I will go to
Lord Suo Mo said, "You will be the centurion and I will be your deputy."
This is the man from the foreign army.
When they look down on you, they won't hide it, they will show it directly.
And when you gain their respect, they will regard the official position as trivial and give up the position to you.
Lan Ling laughed and said: "Brother Lei, maybe after a while, I will have to compete for the position of captain, so you, the centurion, should keep it for yourself."
"Haha, okay." Lei Tong said: "I went to kneel down at Lord Suo Mo's house at night, and I actually had doubts about him. I really deserve death. I hope he won't blame me."
At this moment, the one who felt most uncomfortable in his heart was undoubtedly Du Yan.
He didn't think Lan Ling's victory was that great, he just thought Lan Ling was very cunning.
He is deliberately concealing his strength. In the past ten days, he has deliberately trained with Dina on weight-bearing training, just to make people look down on him, and then create opportunities to make a big splash.
Suddenly, he felt even more disgusted with Lan Ling.
At this time, he stepped forward and stretched out his hand towards Lan Ling: "Lan Ling, my brother, you are so scheming. However, there is nothing to hide with this mere strength!"
In Du Yan's view, Lanling's so-called pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger is a joke.
He had just seen clearly that killing that demon warrior-level berserker was already Lan Ling's limit. In other words, he was only at the level of a three- or four-star demon warrior. He was so different from Du Yantian that he would never be able to catch up to him in this life.
Up.
At such a level, it's so ridiculous to hide your strength. It's like a person on earth who only has a beginner's level telling others, in fact, I just graduated from elementary school. It's really ridiculous and sad.
Lan Ling smiled and said: "Don't worry, my cultivation is worse than you think."
Then, he didn't reach out to hold hands.
He didn't mind letting all the foreign army brothers see that he and Du Yan were at odds.
Du Yan's face twitched and he stared at Lan Ling with disdain, not even bothering to show contempt.
Lan Ling won such a small victory and actually raised his tail. He is really a shallow and ignorant person.
"The war has just begun. I hope you will make more contributions and gain more heads." Du Yan said coldly: "Lest my adoptive father have to scrimp on food and clothing to support your daughter."
Then, Du Yan turned around and left.
Seeing Lan Ling and Du Yan being so antagonistic, it became difficult for the brothers from the foreign army to deal with them again.
In the battle just now, Lan Ling resolved their differences and made them feel good about Lan Ling.
However, Du Yan has been in the foreign army for more than ten years. In these ten years, he has killed many enemies, performed many feats, and created many miracles.
So in terms of weight, Lan Ling is far from comparable to Du Yan.
And the confrontation between two people means that the brothers of the foreign army have to take sides, which is really a headache.
"Don't worry, I won't let you down in terms of military exploits." Lan Ling said, "Du Yan, how about we have a competition?"
Du Yan narrowed his eyes, glanced at Lan Ling and said, "Are you competing with me? Sorry, you are not qualified yet. You are not even qualified to compete with one of my fingers. Please don't taint me."
His arrogant look is really annoying to the extreme.
Lan Ling said: "In this battle, how about we compare with who harvests more heads?"
Du Yan said: "Lan Ling, don't try to drag me down to your level to raise your status. You are not worthy yet. I am not willing to compete with a fool who is sitting in a well and watching the sky. I am not even willing to stand together."
He really has a vicious tongue, and every word he says is extremely sarcastic towards Lan Ling.
Lan Ling said: "Whether you accept it or not, I have already declared war on you."
Du Yan said: "If an idiot rushes towards a mountain with a wooden stick, it is called a war with the mountain? An idiot inserts his lower body into the ground and calls the whole earth. Do you ask whether the mountain agrees? Don't ask whether the earth agrees?
I still say the same thing, whatever clown behavior you want to do is up to you, but don’t involve me!"
This person's venomous tongue is really awesome and will really make people angry.
Lan Ling didn't care. In fact, his intention was really despicable. Just as Du Yan said, his martial arts was far inferior to Du Yan, but he forcibly brought Lan Ling to the same level as him for comparison.
That's right, he just wanted to compete with Du Yan forcefully.
And he wants all the brothers from the foreign army to remember this competition to see who can harvest more heads between him and Du Yan.
If he loses to Du Yan? That doesn't matter at all, it's normal, right?
And if Lan Ling were to defeat Du Yan, or even be close to Du Yan, then his status and weight would once again be elevated in the hearts of the foreign army brothers.
"Du Yan, if I win, I don't need you to do anything else. I just need you to kneel down and apologize to your adoptive father in front of all the foreign army brothers, saying that you were wrong." Lan Ling said loudly, causing the entire foreign army to
Everyone can hear it clearly.
Lan Ling, who has ulterior motives, is forcibly improving his impression points again.
Du Yan obviously understood Lan Ling's sinister intentions. Whether he wanted to or not, he would be dragged into the battlefield by Lan Ling to compete with him.
Suddenly, Du Yan gritted his teeth and said, "If you lose, I have only one request. Stay away from Dina, stop tarnishing her with your dirty eyes, and don't come within three feet of him."
"Okay, it's a deal." Lan Ling said: "If I win, you kneel down and apologize to your adoptive father. If I lose, stay away from Dina."
Lan Ling said loudly.
This bet made all the brothers from the foreign army faintly feel that Lanling was much more majestic.
He was fighting for the majesty of his uncle Suo Mo.
Du Yan, on the other hand, actually did it for the sake of women, so he was obviously inferior.
Suo Mo decided to betroth Dina to Lan Ling. After hearing about their bet, he decided to stop it.
But he didn't speak after all, because this bet was initiated by Lan Lingqi.
After the battle just now, Suo Mo looked at Lan Ling with admiration.
Not only his martial arts, but also his will and wisdom. It is obvious that Lan Ling is not a child, but a former leader of a country. No matter what he does, he has his reasons.
As an elder, Suo Mo should protect him, but cannot make decisions for him in everything.
Lanling picked up a wooden stick from the ground and broke it to signify the covenant.
Originally, he should have broken a sword, but the foreign army was too poor, so it was a waste of money and it was not good for his image.
"It's a deal." Du Yan's face was cold, he pulled out a sword from the soldier on the side and broke it directly!
At this time, Du Yan's image in the minds of his brothers from the foreign army has declined slightly.
Lan Ling also knew how to cherish the weapons of his brothers. He just broke a wooden stick, but you Du Yan casually pulled out a sword. That is the weapon that foreign armies rely on for survival.
Now, one of the brothers has no sword. How can you let him fight?
Finally, under Lan Ling's kidnapping, a bet was formally established.
Lan Ling and Du Yan competed to see who could harvest more heads.
And this bet will be deeply engraved in the hearts of all foreign military brothers.
And if Lanling wins, his prestige and weight will increase sharply again.
Relying on these means, Lan Ling will rise quickly, and eventually he will be on par with Du Yan, or even surpass him.
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In the duel before the war, the Mustang tribe was defeated and lost all face.
It wouldn't matter if there was a huge disparity in strength between the two sides and they lost, but everyone felt that Lan Ling was weak, while the berserker from the Mustang tribe was much stronger.
But in the end, the berserker died tragically, and Lanling won a complete victory.
If the weaker side wins, this is not a good sign and may be a sign of failure in the war.
The wild world is extremely superstitious, so the failure of this duel made the chief of the Mustang tribe very unhappy!
He wanted to save this situation and win a duel, otherwise it would be too ominous for the outcome of the battle.
Suddenly, the chief of the Mustang tribe loudly said: "Constantine, you were lucky enough to win the first duel. Do you dare to come to the second duel? Let's spill blood again, this time in a larger amount."
Constantine laughed and said: "Okay, how do you say sprinkle it?"
The Mustang tribe said: "For the second duel, how about we each jump out with a hundred cavalry, one thousand meters apart, and have a decisive blow?"
This is also a duel style unique to barbarian tribes, which is extremely brutal and bloody.
Draw two lines on the ground to delineate a rectangular area, three thousand meters long and thirty meters wide.
Two cavalrymen were at opposite ends of this area. When the bell rang, they began to confront each other.
Rush along the straight line to the end. You can't retreat or go out of bounds. Keep moving forward and fight crazily until you kill all the enemies.
As long as one of the horses retreats or goes out of bounds, it is considered a loss!
The losing side will have all their men and horses killed!
The chief of the Mustang tribe proposed this kind of duel with ulterior motives.
Because everyone knows that the most important test of this kind of duel is the quality of the cavalry and war horses. Who doesn't know that the cavalry of the Mustang tribe is the best? Otherwise, how could it be called the Mustang tribe?
Many of the cavalrymen of this tribe have spent almost half their lives on horseback, and have completely tamed their horses to be extremely obedient.
Moreover, most of the mounts of the Wild Horse Tribe are tamed from wild horses captured outside. Once they become bloody, they are not afraid of death and will charge wildly and never retreat.
This is also the secret technique of the Mustang tribe and will never be passed on to others.
As for the war horses of other tribes, once they become frightened, they are likely to run away or even throw the cavalry off their horses.
In the past wars, as long as the Mustang tribe called for a cavalry duel, they never lost. The opponent would either admit defeat or be defeated.
The cavalry duel is the trump card of the Mustang tribe. In the past many years, there has been no defeat!
Sure enough, after the chief of the Mustang tribe proposed this duel method, Constantine's expression changed.
That’s the bad thing about the wild world, it’s so shameless!
You can lose, you can die, but you can never cower!
If you dare not accept the challenge, it will be even more shameful than losing!
But everyone knows that the cavalry duel is the trump card of the Mustang tribe, and it will definitely win. On the Chimera tribe, any cavalry that goes into battle will definitely lose and die.
The entire Chimera tribe only has two thousand cavalry, so it would be very painful to have a hundred of them die for no reason.
But you can’t be timid, it’s too embarrassing!
"Hahahaha..." the chief of the Mustang tribe laughed and said: "Brother Constantine, don't you dare to fight? Then don't waste time, lead the troops home, go and fuck your beautiful wife, she has a round ass
, it will definitely be so refreshing when you wake up in the morning. Don’t waste time here, give me the Lok Ma Mountains.”
Constantine hated what others said about his second wife, even if he took advantage of her verbally.
All the surrounding tribes knew that he had married a peerless beauty, and they all coveted her and teased her every time.
Constantine is a very strange person, very scheming, but unable to stand the excitement.
Immediately, he prepared to fight. The worst he could do was kill a hundred cavalry, which was better than fighting cowardly.
Constantine looked at the cavalry leaders on his side, and everyone lowered their heads, not daring to meet his gaze.
Because this kind of duel is too deceptive. It doesn't require a strong leader. As long as one of the horses retreats or goes out of bounds, you lose.
Therefore, no matter how powerful he is in leading a battle, it is useless because he cannot control a hundred war horses behind him.
This is the absolute strength of the Mustang tribe, and no one can match it.
No one in the entire Chimera tribe's cavalry camp dared to fight.
Finally, Constantine’s eyes fell on Lanling!
This son is not simple, and may threaten Du Yan's status. Just now he wanted to kill Lan Ling with a borrowed knife, but failed.
It's not too late to take the opportunity to kill him now.
Since one hundred cavalry must be sacrificed, then the weakest one must be sacrificed. Moreover, since the foreign army is alienated from itself, it would not be heartbreaking to lose a hundred cavalry.
"Young pretty boy, I'm taking advantage of you. I've found a hundred people to bury you." Constantine said coldly in his heart.
Seeing the look in Chief Constantine's eyes, Lanling knew that he was about to appear again.
Obviously, his chance to create another miracle has come!
However, he would not wait for Constantine to take the initiative, as that would be so passive.
Suddenly Lan Ling stepped out of the queue and said loudly: "Sir Chief, I am willing to lead a hundred cavalry to fight! But I have a condition!"
Constantine was stunned. He didn't expect Lan Ling to take the initiative to fight. Isn't this looking for death?
Everyone was shocked. Was Lanling crazy? He actually took the initiative to fight?
"What conditions?" Chief Constantine asked.
Lan Ling smiled and said: "When I go, I will basically die. If I win, I want a reward."
"What reward?" Constantine asked.
Lan Ling looked at Ninian's charming round buttocks and said loudly: "Master Chief, your daughter Miss Ninian is so beautiful, with a hot figure and a round ass. I covet it extremely. What if I win?
When I get back from the duel, I hope I can touch her round butt!"
As soon as this was said, everyone burst into applause!
In the human kingdom, proposing such conditions is simply courting death.
But in the wild world, everyone is very direct. The more rude and bold you are, the more people you can win people's hearts!
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