Four Hundred and Twenty Four  The fear of... is one's own strength

Longa showed caution in his huge eyes. He could feel that Murphy was not joking, but was still very calm, as if this was Murphy's style.

Instead of summoning armor, Murphy took out his own sword, and there was no particularly simple copper-brown sword.

The tip of the sword pointed to the ground and slowly approached Longa. Longa grabbed his shield tightly, staring at Murphy's hand. When dealing with the master, you must not look at his sword. The speed is very grasping and there are changes, but it is definitely not wrong to stare at his hand. Any changes are actions made from the hands first.

Sword moves can deceive people, but hands can't. As an excellent defender, this kind of detailed observation is exactly what Longa wants to do. It's difficult, but he can.

But while Longa was still making judgments, Murphy's hand disappeared, and naturally, the sword disappeared.

A light flashed, and Longa was still waiting for Murphy's impact, but Murphy had already made a move.

——The Demon Breaking Arc Flash!

The great sword had been retracted, and Murphy's steps also stopped. At this time, Murphy was two meters away from Longa.

"Okay...sword!"

Crack, Longa had just created a large shield and her waist cut, her armor was interrupted, and her blood squirted... and she fell to the ground with a bang.

Golden lion.

There was still no change in Murphy's face, and there was no wild roar, but he summoned the hesitant rescue personnel outside the field.

He knew very well that his sword would kill him, so he didn't have to look at it, but the result was already out.

"Murphy, win." Nebero's voice rang in time.

Murphy's personality is probably also kind of kindness. It is not easy to get to this arena, so Murphy gives the other party a chance to show off his attack skills, because once he attacks, it means the end.

"Murphy, this guy, finally, is willing to take out a little." Zou Liang smiled. It was a bit dangerous. He felt a sense of danger. What kind of attack is this? In addition to his vitality, there is actually someone who can do this kind of attack that breaks through the air, and it is so smooth and natural.

"Damn, so strong, why keep hiding it and worrying me for nothing?" Buenaven curled his lips.

"Fox, do you think there are a few people who can stop him from dying with one sword? He needs to control it. Once it is let go, it will die."

Zou Liang smiled, laughing happily, Murphy, indeed, did not disappoint him.

Buenaven was stunned... Longa's defense was considered to be the most powerful in the special training, but with all his strength, he could not stop it with a single sword. You must know that he blocked the power wave of the demon beast lord.

But Murphy couldn't stop practicing with a single sword. Murphy didn't dare to let go. Once he let go, his opponent would die!

His low profile is because he is too strong!

Silverlight level...what is it!

The Golden Lion also shut up the arena. The beasts did not shout, but were talking about it. The performances of Peloponnese, Arthur and Murphy made them a little unacceptable. How could they be so strong?

They originally thought they would see more exciting and lively scenes, but they didn't expect that they would be so powerful!

After all, the orcs in the imperial capital have witnessed the existence of the Jin Yao-level war. They are proud of their own vision, but...

The horror shown by these young people is truly terrifying.

Murphy walked over, Zou Liang greeted him, reached out and hit Murphy hard. Murphy smiled. It was not easy to find someone in this world who understands him.

Low-key?

This is not the character of the Rhine tribe at all, but Murphy has no choice but to do so. He must do this. It is a secret buried deep in his heart, a secret that he will never want to recall. He is too strong to control.

And this kind of power sometimes creates tragedy.

During the intermission, the break will be longer, but the audience's interest is completely aroused. They have expectations, but they do not expect this, because this kind of strength has exceeded his thinking scope.

Suddenly, a large number of audiences began to pour in because they had heard the amazing performances inside. Everyone couldn't believe that these young people were so strong, but what one person said might be fake, one hundred people, one thousand people, and ten thousand people?

All fakes can come true, let alone real.

And they haven't let go yet, really, they're waiting for a stronger opponent.

"Your Majesty, it's really a blessing for Murphy!" said the Grand Consul with a smile. It seems that he needs to win over Murphy. Murphy is a Rhine family in the Shenyao Province. He is good at Shenyao, but not particularly strong. Because he already has a son, the world's number one son, Sanchez didn't care much, but after seeing Murphy's performance, the Grand Consul also became a loving talent. If he recruited him to assist Nebero in his family, he would be like a tiger and would be invincible!

The pope smiled, and a trace of loss flashed through his eyes that could not be concealed. It came a little too late. Meng Jia was like a decadent building. The scenery outside was still gorgeous, but he could not withstand the wind and rain at all. He was working hard to reverse this, but to what extent could he do?

Benedict XV was not sure, but had accumulated twenty years of accumulation, but in the face of a decline of at least two hundred years, would Hannibal, the Kingdom of Wind, and the Saron Empire give him more time?

If Arthur and the others had been born ten years earlier...

"Merphist, the Warriors Guild is now going to be proud. I think the three major warriors will lead Monca in the next few years." Odona smiled.

"Haha, it can only be counted as two and a half. Half of our Arthur are priests and want to serve the people of the Beast God." Murphist was in a good mood. Although these three people had nothing to do with him, they were warriors after all, and they could definitely increase the influence of the warrior profession.

After any profession appears, the entire profession will explode, and the warriors' self-confidence will increase. Nebero's appearance is already very good. Now there are so many strong and distinctive young people coming out. How can it make the president of the Warrior Guild unhappy?

In contrast, the two presidents of the Shadow Hunting Guild and the Adventurers Guild were a little overjoyed. Murphy's fierce and frightening performance was really the last straw that made them despair.

It seems that the next few years will be a period of warriors' prosperity.

However, Odona saw more thoroughly than these three presidents. It has to be said that the professional guild is a bit broad-minded and only looks at the surface, while the adventurer guild is more infiltrated into the inner world, such as the relationship between these young people.

It is obvious that in the four major southern provinces, Arthur has unknowingly established an authority, and Murphy does not seem to be competing with Arthur. The relationship between the two is also very good, which shows many problems, and this is exactly what Odona is concerned about.

Of course, it may be the same place, the enemy of Ca, but looking at Peloponnese and Monta Eris are very withdrawn, but judging from the entire process of special training, the relationship between Murphy, Peloponnese and Arthur is a very agreeable expectation and competition.

This atmosphere is very strong and very fatal. No one obeys each other, but he agrees with the other party as his own, but he wants to defeat the other party.

Odona hasn't felt this way for many years. It feels like she has regained her youth and returned to the era of hard work that was unyielding and passionate.

In contrast, although Greg possesses the momentum of the Nichola family and is not bad at all, he cannot have influence in the team. Odona believes that the time for the rise of civilian forces is coming.

Unfortunately, she is a woman, otherwise, the Adventurer Guild would never have to wait until now!

When the second phase was launched, there were nearly 100,000 people in the arena, and there were many orcs coming to hear the news, which brought some atmosphere.

Game 5 Greg vs Sophie

I have to say that Arthur and others had a bad boss. They put a lot of pressure on the players behind them, especially Greg, the arrogant young master of the first family of Mongjia, who was called the wind and rain in the imperial capital, but recently they found that he was almost forgotten. What's the matter!

Sophie was as calm as ever. She needed to show her strength and fight with all her might. Of course, every warrior was eager for victory. She was not here to lose.

With a flash of light, Sophie put on her own armor. The Bismai clan did have a reason to be proud. They were symbols of beauty, and that elegant temperament was incomparable to any other race.

Sophie, who had the bow and arrow in her hand, seemed to have added a beautiful halo. With Nebero's order, Sophie's bow and arrows took action, and sharp arrows shot at Greg. Greg really wanted to show it, otherwise he would not be underestimated.

His body was freely traveling through the bow and arrow, completely dodging with close body. Sometimes the bow and arrow were on his face, but Nebero seemed to have not seen it, dodging slowly, allowing Sophie to attack with all his heart.

Greg was indeed stimulated, and Sophie was very calm. The opponent's almost provocative dodge did not anger her. She bought three arrows at the same time and shot out the finished font in an instant. This is not something that ordinary dodge can be done.

But Nebero still had no intention of dodging greatly. He quietly watched the three arrows shooting over, and his body pulled out a series of afterimages. The distance between the three arrows was not enough to dodge at all, and how fast does it take?

But Greg flashed through the gap between the three arrows and continued to approach Sophie slowly.

No matter what ability Greg has, speed is definitely one of them. It is not the speed that is as domineering as thunder, but the ghostly speed unique to the Tianmei Clan, and its body is like a ghost.

This speed itself is enough to put a lot of psychological pressure on the opponent.

Sophie didn't dare to be careless, and she had no advantage in air combat. After all, the flying ability of the Tianmei clan is no worse than that of Bismai.

The arrow was on the string, but Sophie did not attack immediately, waiting for Greg to approach. As a powerful archer, especially a single-handed archer, he could never be afraid of his opponent's approaching.

Greg approached, with a set of sharp claws in his hand, which was his weapon, which floated towards Sophie in an instant. The ghostly figure floated unevenly, and Sophie was not bad at all. His pace was stable and the bow and arrow did not leave Greg for a moment. The crisis was relative, and the closer it was, the more unfavorable it was for the archer. But equally, it would be even more difficult to dodge at this distance.

One ghost and the other is fast. Both of them took out the race's speed advantage, which was completely different from the fierce explosion route that they took before.
Chapter completed!