The two axes struck each other, making a clanging sound.
Schroeder shouted loudly and circled the field. His strong and well-developed muscles seemed to be carefully carved, and each one was full of power. He easily won the applause of the audience. From the perspective of brutality and cruelty, he was indeed quite terrifying.
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Uncle Zhou was much quieter here. He didn't make any noise or show off. He just pulled out his slender cavalry sword and walked forward slowly. Even if Cyric said it was difficult for him to win, he would
Will not give up easily.
You must listen selectively to what the Mad God says, and you cannot let it turn its back on you. If you listen to it in everything, sooner or later it will turn into a puppet that has lost its initiative - don't forget, Cyric is the God of Murder.
In addition to 'lie', he also masters the two priesthoods of 'conspiracy' and 'fraud'.
When Zhou Qingfeng entered with his sword in hand, everyone onlookers was silent. Everyone felt very special about him. They recognized his talent and status as a 'mascot', but were worried about his strength. After all, no one had ever seen him before.
Take action.
Schroeder was circling, showing off his power. Hearing the silence in the audience, he immediately turned his head, with a fierce look in his eyes, pointed an ax at Zhou Qingfeng, and cursed.
"I don't know where you came from, a little liar? You have seduced a bunch of idiots to come to my Schroeder territory to cause trouble. You are just a clown who plays tricks. Let's see how I chop you into pieces."
Cyric also reminded: "Boy, the opponent's strength far exceeds yours, and his combat experience is hundreds of times yours. Your chance of winning..."
Before the mad god finished speaking, Zhou Qingfeng secretly shouted, "Shut up." He exerted force on his feet and charged forward. Everyone stared at him, wanting to see if their boss could create a miracle - there was a flash of light and shadow,
The young man's sword lit up and he started to attack.
Schroeder had a ferocious smile on his face, and his twisted smile was extremely provocative. He intended to show off his bravery, belittle his opponent's ability, and even spit on the ground to anger his opponent.
With a flash of cold light, the blade followed Schroeder's raised ax blade and lightly scratched the outside of his arm. Zhou Qingfeng rushed in front of his opponent at high speed, and stabbed him in the throat with the help of his opponent's arrogant yelling.
The barbarian leader was very agile. Even in the face of a surprise attack, he tilted his head to the side of his neck and easily got out of the way of Zhou Qingfeng's risky attack. The two axes in his hands danced at high speed like sword wheels in an instant, and the counterattack was extremely fast and efficient.
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"You're a rookie, you think you can defeat me with a sneak attack?" In order to show his strength, Schroeder exerted all his strength, opening and closing the two axes, and the strong wind cut his face.
Zhou Qingfeng's agility is '10', and he hopes to use the 20% bonus of the 'Boots of Speed' to gain a speed advantage. But the missed blow puts him in extreme danger - Schroeder is not only powerful
Far more than him, and more agile than him.
This is terrible.
The blade of the battle ax cut through the air with a roar of wind. The powerful and heavy attack forced Zhou Qingfeng to retreat and wander away. The cavalry sword in his hand was not suitable for blocking with heavy weapons, and he could not parry.
The enemy's violent attack didn't even have a chance to counterattack.
There was a loud roar from everyone present. Almost instantly, everyone saw clearly Zhou Qingfeng's dilemma - he was unable to fight back and could not escape. If he could not survive for long, he would really be chopped into pieces.
Inisa's heart beat faster outside the court. But after only one round, she breathed a sigh of relief and decided that her judgment was correct. The young boy on the court was no match for Schroeder, and defeat would be a matter of time.
After confirming this concept, the 'Blood Widow' immediately went to find the skinny old man who opened the bet - at odds of 10 to 1, she placed a bet of 100 gold coins. If she could make 1,000 gold coins, Lieyan Village
The current dilemma is solved.
Rubio was standing on tiptoes looking into the field. When he saw his boss being forced back by two tomahawks from his opponent, and the danger was looming, he suddenly broke out in cold sweat, his mind went blank, and beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks.
Falling down smoothly.
The black-hearted profiteer had just entrusted his son to Zhou Qingfeng, hoping to find a solid backer to entrust the hope of the next generation. He had seen all kinds of magic in Uncle Zhou, and subconsciously felt that his boss must be very good at fighting, but who knew...
....
The odds of offering ‘10 to 10’ are just to make money, but the prerequisite is that Uncle Zhou must win!
In fact, Rubio didn't have that much money to pay compensation at all. This was just "pulling a tiger's skin and raising a flag." He realized that the situation was not good, and immediately wanted to shrink back and run away, but as soon as he turned around...
A horse stopped in front of Rubio. 'Blood Widow' Inisa stared at Rubio with a sarcastic sneer, "Untouchable, you'd better have a thousand gold coins to lose to me. I demand priority payment. Otherwise...
..”
"Okay, okay, of course no problem." Rubio saw the 'Blood Widow' pressing the handle of the knife, and knew he couldn't escape, so he could only sneer in embarrassment.
At this moment, there was another noise on the field. Zhou Qingfeng failed to hit a single blow, and was suppressed by the absolute strength of his opponent. He lacked strength and agility, and was forced to retreat to the edge of the field.
This fight has only started for three or four rounds, and the outcome is basically decided.
The leaders of the various families present also realized that Zhou Qingfeng was really not good at fighting head-on. If the fight continued, their boss would have to die - this was a key figure related to the future and destiny of mankind in the Black Forest, and he must not die here.
The lower-level armed attendants also started making noises. They originally had full confidence in Zhou Qingfeng and bet on him. But now they obviously made a mistake. They booed loudly, turned to look for Rubio, and took out their pockets.
The remaining silver coins.
"One more bet, this time I bet on Schroeder to win, and I'll pay you ten!" Everyone was shouting and angry. They had just bet on Zhou Qingfeng, but now they realized that the form was wrong, and they immediately changed their stance.
Rubio was still willing to accept the odds of '10 to 1'. He waved his hands repeatedly and shouted: "It's closed, it's closed. Once the game starts, it's closed. No more bets will be accepted."
"It's impossible not to accept it. We can't lose money."
Several swords were pressed against Rubio's neck. How could the armed attendants give up? They took out all the gold, silver and copper coins in their pockets and stuffed them into Rubio's hands without making any notes.
Collect money from him.
With the sword on his side, the black-hearted profiteer was on the verge of tears and did not dare to move. He could only stand there and accepted the bet several times the previous amount - without even looking at it, he knew that he could not afford to pay, and he had to pay this time
You can't do it even if you risk your life.
In the field, Schroeder was laughing loudly, showing his white teeth. He smiled happily, which washed away his depression. This laughter was not only for the upcoming victory, but also to show his strength to everyone present.
The ax blade shone with cold light, carrying the pressure of blood and killing.
Zhou Qingfeng's heart felt like a heavy stone was pressing down on him, and he was almost out of breath. Cyric shouted in his mind: "Boy, admit defeat, this time the opponent is really too strong.
Come worship me, call my name, believe in me, serve me, follow my ways, and obey my teachings.
I am here to stay, I am here to stay, I am extremely sacred, I am the master of everything in the world, and transcend all things. Accept the divine power given by me, and you will become extremely powerful. Only in this way can you defeat your opponent.
Young man, willfulness will destroy you, obedience will make you reborn. You have no other chance, and you will die if you delay one step further."
The God of Murder has a cold tone and an ethereal tone, as if he is a supreme throne sitting in the sky, looking down on the small creatures on the earth. Those who are watched by it are trembling; those who are paid attention to are fearful and uneasy; those who are favored by it are glorious and glorious.
But......
Cyric, die!
I am an atheist, and all gods are rubbish in my eyes. The reason why I am who I am is because I have an independent personality and dignity, and I will not surrender to any power.
Zhou Qingfeng turned a deaf ear to the voice in his mind. He gritted his teeth and panted, with beads of sweat about to drip on his tense face. Facing the arrogant Schroeder, he said: "Idiot, if you only have this
If you have some ability, you can die!"
Um......?
Schroeder, who was showing off his power, was even more furious. He roared and struck with both axes. He had never hated an opponent so strongly. His overwhelming anger made him want to tear the kid in front of him into pieces.
The ax blade chops and blows out a fierce wind.
In the strong wind, the young man with bright eyes walked against the trend. His speed exploded again, the sword flashed, and he struck the enemy's throat again in an instant.