Chapter 364: The strong confrontation

"Hey, who do you guess will win?"

"It must be the eldest brother!"

"There are other strong people that are not easy to deal with, right? There are also the northern part of the imperial capital... there are too many strong people!"

"Wait, it seems to be a batch comparison. I don't know who to compete with."

"The Nikolaga, Gabriel, Monta Aires, and powerful Bemon warriors in the imperial capital... It makes people excited to think about it!"

Several heads quietly poked out hundreds of meters away from the special training soldiers.

It was Randy, Cote, Ounister, Patrice, and Cinda. The five of them heard Arthur say they would conduct special training tests today, and couldn't help but come and watch them secretly.

That is to say, these brave guys, who in the imperial capital dares to peek at the Sun Knight Nebero's method of training warriors without any eye?

It was a bit unsatisfactory to see it from a distance, but I knew that those special training people were very perverted, especially the big brother said that the knights of the sun were not too close to avoid being discovered and causing trouble for the big brother.

However, even if it is far apart, it is still very exciting to see the performance of the strongest group of people in the empire’s young generation!

Just as Xinda and the others were talking in a low voice on the distant ridge, the three of them in the first scene had jumped into the river at the same time.

The water column sprayed, and the crazy beast Forte took the lead!

As a member of the Montaliel family, he has brought the family's body refining to the extreme, and his control over muscle strength has reached an incredible level.

The muscles surged and contracted, and the surrounding river water bounced away like boiling. Take one step forward and exploded with the trembling force of muscles, minimizing the involvement of undercurrents at the bottom of the river.

The Blue Lion Pasius followed closely behind. As one of the six strongest members of the Rhine generation, his strength was unquestionable.

Sensing the impact force of the water flow and feeling the changes in the direction of the undercurrent. Once you notice that the undercurrent has become weaker, you are sure that you have reached the gap where the two undercurrents are combined, and immediately seize the opportunity to move forward with all your strength.

If the undercurrent and water impact force is strong, adjust your direction slightly and will not fight against the undercurrent head-on, saving physical energy consumption.

The bronze lion Lelouch was still a back-attack, following closely behind Forte and Pascius, and was not in a hurry to rush to the front line.

His body was very stable and felt very relaxed. His unique footwork and power movement made him more effortless to move forward. Moreover, his control of strength was similar to Forte's muscle strength. Every step further, with the twist of his waist, his body shook slightly, and immediately shook the entangled undercurrent.

"Foltai is in good shape today."

Bimon Quark glanced at Monma who was squatting beside him. This guy is usually boring and likes to squat like a mountain, but he gets crazy after fighting.

Monma grinned and nodded in agreement.

Buenaven came up and said, "Stop talking about Forte, the guys in the north and the imperial capital are very fierce today."

"Meow, of course, I want to be the first one~~" Joyna wrinkled her cute little nose, staring at the three warriors in the water without blinking.

Cats are weak in the water. Fortunately, after Arthur's guidance, they learned some new things.

"They should also perform well later and compete for the first time."

Joyna said subconsciously and straightened her chest, posing with a very imposing look. However, the gentle Kate Catwoman didn't notice it, and this was just a chest that was more prominent and inconsistent with her professional characteristics.

The three people in the water began to accelerate, and the first 100 meters were relatively smooth, and the three people did not distinguish between obvious heights. But as soon as they entered the vortex area, everyone knew that it was time to decide the outcome.

Forte worked harder to use muscle strength, trembling, trembling, and using the muscle strength of the arm muscles, waist, abdomen, and shoulders to explode, break free from the control of the vortex, and try to ensure the speed of progress.

However, the vortex area is quite terrifying, with large and small vortexes, and various complex undercurrents under the seemingly calm river water are like octopus tentacles entangled. If you are not careful, you will be troublesome if you are sucked into the vortex.

Forte's speed was a little slower than it was at the beginning.

Pascius is similar, his strength is even worse than Forte. Once he enters this chaotic vortex area, his speed drops more, and he can only rely on sacrificing the speed of advance to maintain stability. There is nothing he can do about it.

Just when Forte and Passius were hindered, Lelouch raised a conceited smile on the corner of his mouth, and his body shook, and suddenly surpassed the previous two people, ignoring the threat of the vortex and accelerating forward.

He has always been a latecomer and found another opportunity to take action.

Lelouch is known as the most brain-wrenching one among the six lions, and it is indeed not a blowjob. The rhythm and opportunity are just right. Forte's physical strength has dropped to the lowest point. He just entered the vortex area and did not recover. Pashus is also trying to stabilize the balance. Lelouch has thrown away the two and leads the way.

Forte and Pascius also broke out once in the middle and wanted to catch up, but Lelouch took the lead and did not leave any chance.

In the end, Lelouch took the lead and stepped onto the shore.

The other special training soldiers on the shore were stunned for a moment, and then cheered from the direction of the imperial capital. In contrast, the northern special training soldiers shouted unwillingly.

As soon as Forte got ashore, he was met by Buenavan and Quarks in the south. Lielaon and others. Buenavan patted him on the shoulder, "Tiger, don't be discouraged, you performed well just now."

Forte shook his head, he knew his own affairs. He had exploded too hard before, and he had to endure the biggest obstacle for his opponent in the vortex area. It was okay to meet other opponents, but he would definitely suffer a loss when he met Lelouch's level.

Grandma's, the people of the imperial capital are cunning.

Everyone has their own advantages and disadvantages. Not everyone can show their strength in the water, and it is a small match. There are more opportunities to compete later, so Forte quickly cheered up and walked back with Buenaven and Arthur to prepare to watch the second game.

Greg's eyes were withdrawn from Arthur in the south, and turned toward Lelouch, who was stroking back: "Lelu, you're doing a good job."

"Hmph, that's of course." Lelouch patted his chest and suddenly realized: "Hey, can you... don't call me Lelouch."

"Oh, I know Lulu." Greg smiled and patted his shoulder, causing Lulu to stagger down his pedicure.

There is a saying that it is as difficult to make the Nicholas not tease people as it is to let the Rhines eat vegetarian food.

The warriors who are about to test the second time come out.

Many people know that Black Lion Liraon has incredible strange power and destructive power. It can be said that he is the most powerful among the six lions. His appearance has attracted the attention of many people.

Longa in the north, as a Bill tribe, is born with great strength, and his profession is the shield warrior among the armored warriors. His stable pace and center of gravity are better than everything, and this balance trial is just like tailor-made for him.

Parklotti in the imperial capital, a Tago warrior, is good at heavy swords and large shields, an attack and defense, and a steady man!

The three players in the second game were almost all power-type, and they were all very stable fighters, which made the other players watching the game laugh. Look at these guys, each with great strength and muscles, and I don’t know who will take the lead first.

"The second game begins."

With Nebero's order, the three of them each carried a log of similar weight and jumped into the Danube without hesitation.

Although they are all powerful men, there are still subtle differences in the styles of the three.

The power of the black lion Leraon has always been domineering. Even in the Danube water, there is a smooth pebbled riverbed under its feet, and its body is constantly impacted by undercurrents and flowing water. With one step forward, the invisible momentum and power rushed forward, just like his Black Ba's cracking and slashing the water flow in front of him.

Longa, the armored warrior in the imperial capital, did not show such a strong momentum compared to Leraon, but he was the most stable among the three. His center of gravity was pressed very low and he advanced steadily step by step.

His body was slightly three-quarters, with his left shoulder pressing on the front, and his feet were also one by one and one behind, a bit like the three-body pose of the national martial arts of Zou Shi's era. This was not the fastest speed, but the impact of the Danube was the least.

Parklotti in the north has another style. As an armored warrior who combines offense and defense, he showed the bravery of the warrior. He used a square footstep technique.

Move forward diagonally, stepping out diagonally is like a knife slashing the water flow. After stepping on it, your body sinks down, stabilizes the center of gravity and twists the waist. A spiral explosion pushes the body to change direction, and then step slash again.

Stable, fast, and very pleasing to the eye.

Every time Parklotti exerts force, he can see a small vortex forming around his body, which is very smelly.

"It's not bad." Zou Shenbang touched his chin and tasted it.

When he first came to this world, he thought that the combat skills of this world were very backward, but as his cognition deepened gradually, he found that this might not be the case.

Among ordinary warriors, there may be no refined combat skills, and they still stay at a rough level, focusing only on basic qualities such as strength. However, among these families that have been passed down for thousands of years in the empire, some skills that have been trained for thousands of years cannot be underestimated among these young and powerful people.

For example, Forte is derived from the body refining method of the Monta Iris family, and its control over muscles reaches a very high level, which is equivalent to the high level of external kung fu.

And the body movements shown by the imperial capital Longa now have a bit of the national art of "hard and horse integration".

Parklotti is not simple either. His unique square and round power is approaching the peak of Mingjin.

As for the black lion, the violence of the celestial body and his use of momentum show a kind of use of momentum to break the momentum, and another kind of strength.

Not only did Zou Shenbang take it seriously, but the other special training soldiers also remained quiet and watched the silent contest in the river carefully.

Xiaobi is just a test, but the power styles that everyone shows are still very representative and inspiring.

Since you have come to special training, you will not miss this kind of observation opportunity.

You should know that the 30 special training people represent the highest level of the Meng Jianqing generation and the representative of various top combat skills schools. If you only focus on training and ignore some deeper things, you would be a bit idiotic.

Even the special training soldiers looked so seriously, not to mention Xinda, who was peeking at the star-chasing star in the distance.

Both eyes were filled with happy little stars, looking like they were drooling.

"Ahhh! The power can be used like this! Eye-opening!!"

After wiping the corner of his mouth, Cinda's wide eyes did not blink for a moment, and she sweated Randy, Cote and others around her for a while.

but……

It’s really a long time to learn about it. They think that their strength has improved greatly after a period of trial, but there is indeed a big gap compared to these monsters!

In the second game, these three people were very capable and each had their own advantages, and it was difficult to decide the winner for a while.

In the first 130 meters, Leraon rushed in the front. After all, he had the most momentum and strength. However, at the distance of the last seventy meters, Longa of the imperial capital began to get angry. It seemed that because of his unique body skills, when Leraon and Parklotti's physical strength decreased slightly at the last moment, he had enough physical strength and kept exerting force to sprint and sprinting again.

In the last ten meters, he finally successfully surpassed the Black Lion Relaon and won the second victory.

Leraon himself was a little surprised when he got ashore. When he saw Longa with a calm face, his face turned a little dark.

Leraon has always set his goal at the level of the Golden Lion Murphy, and at least he has to strive to be the second among the six lions. Unexpectedly, Longa, who is not very famous among the imperial warriors, suppresses himself.

Although this battle is a small match, it also reflects many problems.

Leraon had a dark face and returned to the queue with Forte, Buenaven and Joyna.

As the well-deserved "think tank" in the south, Zou Shenbang sees the advantages and disadvantages of the three-party players in every game.

Of course, I wanted to compete for the first place in this test, but I had to look at it longer-term. The biggest significance of the first small competition is to find out your own shortcomings and make up for it, and at the same time understand the abilities and characteristics of the players from the northern and imperial capitals.

Like Longa and Parklotti, they are both very distinctive and powerful warriors. They master the strengths of the other party and then find out their shortcomings to gain the initiative next time.

For the same people, Forte and Leraán are all aggressive warriors. They start to rush harder, and their successors are less powerful, and they are easily caught by opponents with a slow attack, or have a long physical and tenacious will.

After this test is over and after some summary and improvement, the performance of the next time will definitely be very different.

Peloponnese in the north patted Longa on the shoulder, which was encouragement. Longa won a game for the Northern Warriors and played the momentum of the North.

Greg of the imperial capital glanced at the northern camp and looked at the calm and uneasy atmosphere. He raised his lips slightly: "There are still some powerful characters in the north, and their demeanor is also very stable, which makes people look forward to their next performance."

The warriors in the imperial capital are never afraid of their opponents being strong. The stronger they are, the more interesting they are.

Only by defeating such an opponent can the power of the imperial capital warriors.

The third contest begins.

The southern Bemon warrior, Quark, strode to the river.

The comrade-in-arms, who was squatting behind him, clenched his fists hard at him: to exert the momentum of the Bemon clan.

Quark is very popular among the ten people in the south. Although he is a behemoth, he can chat with anyone. And the big man who is not arrogant or impatient has a very gentle feeling.

Joyna also waved his snow-white fists from behind to cheer him on.

Murphy and Zou Liang didn't say much. The encouragement between men was the simplest. They made a cheerful fist gesture to him with tacit understanding.

Quark is usually gossipy, but then he is silent and nods very calmly.

The northern player, also a Behemoth, and Abrody, who exerted his bloodlines to the extreme, walked out and stood by the river with Quarks.

The two behemoths were tall figures standing side by side, each looking at each other with proud eyes, and the smell of gunpowder was brewing in the dark.

There was only friction last time for the golden beast bones. Since we met each other this time, we must have to do our best to distinguish the difference.

Gatuli, a contestant from the imperial capital, also walked up. As a Bill tribe, he was not known for his strength. His family was a devout believer who was loyal to the temple. Gatuli grew up with family influence since childhood. His loyalty to the beast god was unparalleled and he was almost a crazy believer.

My father is also a senior leader of the Knight of Order. Gatuli's fighting skills are derived from the Knight of Order, and his foundation is very solid.

However, his figure is really a bit dim when standing between the two behemoths.

The two giants were caught in the shadows, almost making people ignore Gatuli's existence.

Quark moved his arms and saw the largest of the pile of logs, and reached out to grab them.

To win, you must also win beautiful things and get the biggest roots.

Before he could touch the giant log, a big hand stretched over and easily grabbed the giant log.

Abrody from the north looked at the slightly stunned Quark coldly, and put the giant tree on his shoulder.

boom!

His movements were very casual, but the ground under his feet sank heavily. It was imagined that the huge tree was full of weight.

Quark grinned and smiled silently. With his personality, of course he would not be provoked by this little provocation.

I picked another log and stood by the river.

The two giants plus a Bill Clan crazy believer who is easily overlooked, the protagonist of this contest seems to be the Beamon clan.

On the distant hillside, Cinda looked at Abrody with excitement, then looked at Quark. He kept mumbling in his mouth.

"Quark is very powerful, and his power is very stable, but Abrody from the north heard that he has fully exerted his bloodline. I wonder who is stronger?"

O'Nist smiled: "I think that Imperial Capital player is also good." This is called Bill's view of Bill, and he likes him no matter how he sees him.

Ernister's words were naturally opposed by Randy, Cote and Parkris.

"Damn, that Bill has no advantage between the two Behemoths."

"That's right, just bewitch the water, and the waves caused by the huge force will probably sank Bill from the imperial capital..."

"Stop quarrel, let's start!"

Just as several people were arguing quietly, the two Bemonic warriors, as well as Gatuli of the imperial capital, jumped into the Danube River and advanced against the current.

The third contest has begun.

Abrody didn't like Quarks very much, which is certain. He is a true warrior who is a Beamon clan and fully exerted his bloodline power. He is a little disgusted with Quarks.

Armored warrior? Idiot, Bemon's body is the strongest weapon, why do you need to use external forces?

As soon as he entered the water, Abrody's mouth brought a smile to the corner of his mouth. The Bemon giant with great bloodlines made people see the real power.

boom!

The river water was suddenly filled with waves, which was the rising tide caused by the outbreak of Abrody's power.

Force was born from the feet, and the giant's footsteps brought layers of undercurrents to surging, and the river water rushed toward the waves as Abrody advanced wildly.

Bemon warriors rely on their bodies, on their strength and instinct! There is no need to indulge in equipment and external forces, their power is strong enough to destroy everything.

The huge figure broke through the waves of water, full of momentum.

"Damn it, it's worthy of being Bemon!" Poqi in the north curled his lips with some savage taste. Only the Bemon clan has abundant physical strength and explosive power to squander so much. Poqi believes that his speed will not be slower than Abrody, but if he exerts force like him, his strength will be exhausted before he can run the entire journey. In the end, it's just a word of death.

"Shut up, Poch, look at it." Poch's friend Shadiva is also a chatterbox, but he thinks more than Leopard.

"It is true that the Bemon clan has great power, but their huge bodies have great resistance underwater. Although Abrody exerts strong force, the strongest place is to resist the resistance of the river and maintain this speed."

By the same token, most of the people thought of this from the very beginning.

The larger the body size, the greater the strength, and the greater the resistance to water. Therefore, the advantages are relatively common. There is no absolute strength or weakness. The final victory still depends on the overall strength.

Perhaps Bemon has an advantage in strength and physical strength, but whether he can achieve the final victory depends not only on this point, but also on the distribution of physical strength, rhythm control, timing, and preferably some skills and luck.

Just as everyone was thinking about the issue of strength, Quark was also exerting force.

Abrody's performance is indeed strong, but Quark has his own confidence. Being strong at the beginning is nothing, and whoever can persevere until the end is the real winner.

As a special case of choosing the Armored Warrior, Quark understands his advantages, is not impatient or impatient, and is tightly tied behind Abrody and presses step by step.

The winner or the loss is still unknown.

Bemon's power is so dazzling, and his momentum is stronger than the previous two duels. His huge body shape brings up rolling waves every step forward.

The resistance brought by the huge body obviously shows the intensity of power and undercurrents in the process of moving forward.

Compared with the performance of Quarks and Abrody, Gatulli in the imperial capital was tepid and just followed behind silently with the logs.

This position was unfavorable to him. The waves and torrents raised by the two Bemons as they advanced inevitably hit Gatuli's body in waves. From time to time, a wave rushed over and slapped Gatuli into the water.

But it won't take long before he will stubbornly walk out of the water, keeping a steady rhythm and following the quarks, not being thrown away by Bemon's forward speed. Obviously, under Bemon's strength, this child can be ignored.

On the imperial capital, Greg, Oricia, Miqingwa, Lolita, Lelouch and others were all staring at the three figures in the Danube, and were not surprised at all when they saw Gatuli being hit by the waves caused by Bemon again and again.

"Meow~~Arthur, can Quark win?" Joyna gently flashed behind Zou Shenzhang. Seeing the power of the two behemoths burst out, the kitten woman was a little surprised and a little eager to try.

"It's hard to say now. I care more about Gatuli in the imperial capital."

Zou Liang touched his chin and said calmly.

Buenaven and Murphy both looked at him, but said nothing.

Gatulli's performance is indeed above the level, and he can keep up with the strong suppression of the two Behemoths. This willpower alone is impressive, but Abrody and Quark are both too strong, and it is more difficult to turn the tables than to reach the sky.
Chapter completed!