The four warriors communicated with their eyes, and finally the elf in mage robes was the first to stand up. After changing hands with the sword and magic ball, he raised his sword and performed the battle mage salute: "Ankre Golden Oak

Ye, from the Central Union, the old Yamu leader Mage Tower, a nine-ring legendary battle mage, met Mr. Gaota."

"Hello, Mr. Ankre, how do we fight?" Mars put his free left hand on his chest, which was a mage ritual from the old times.

"Let's decide who wins or loses. I am the weakest among the four. I came here this time to meet the legendary His Excellency from southern Thailand." After Mr. Ankere finished speaking, he smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly: "You

Let’s start.”

"Okay, let's start." After Mars finished speaking, he flashed behind Mr. Ankere, who also flashed his face. At the same time, he swept back with his long staff, forcing back Mr. Ankere, who also flashed behind him twice.

The spell book began to cast spells, and at the same time Mars waved his small hand, and seven light blades took shape in front of him, four of which were shot at Mr. Ankre, and three of which were swept behind him.

The light blade that shot forward cut through the afterimage of Mr. Ankere, and the light blade that swept behind him was blocked by the long sword in Mr. Ankere's hand.

Mars turned and turned sideways. The psychic barrier appeared in front of him in an instant. A fireball as big as a basin hit the barrier. Mars stretched out his hand and pushed, and the psychic barrier rushed directly towards the target.

Mr. Ankre flashed again, and three psychic coordinates appeared in Mars's perception at the same time, a standard cross, one on the left, one on the right, and one on the back.

Mars turned around. At this time, his spell book had completed casting, and dozens of psychic missiles were fired towards the coordinates on the left. At the same time, he pointed at the coordinates on the right with his left hand, and a ray came out of his hand.

At the same time, the long staff in his hand was a little bit on the ground - it was a good idea for Mr. Ankre to hide himself in the shallow layer of the psychic sea, but Mars didn't know where he was, so it would be easy to peel him out.

So this time the psychic shock directly shook Mr. Ankere out of the coordinate position on the left.

The psychic missile passed him by and disappeared like the previous spell. Mars controlled everything exquisitely, so there was no possibility of hurting the audience.

"You lost, Mr. Ankere. I never thought that you still have the legacy of the Shadow Thief." Mars looked at the elf in front of him, who nodded helplessly: "You are right, I lost."

I am convinced."

After Mr. Ankre stepped away, Mars looked at the remaining three: "Who is next?"

Mars is urging, hoping that the three warriors can hurry up.

And they lived up to what Mars had in mind. Soon, a human male wearing light armor came over.

This man was wearing leather armor that looked like it could be used as a cultural relic. He came up and used the spell on the broadsword in his hand.

Mars thought for a moment and switched the long staff into a long sword. Although he was a little smaller, Mars was still confident.

But the person in front of me was hesitant: "Mr., you should have seen my sequence, right? As a guerrilla knight of the exotic sequence, I think you will not be my opponent in terms of strength."

"I know, thank you for reminding me, I dare to ask your name." Mars asked with a smile.

"Reinhard Sanders, his ancestors were from the north. When the Great Destruction ended, his family came to the Central United." At this point, he sighed.

Mars understood the meaning of this sigh. At that time, Northernism truly appeared in the eyes of the world for the first time. The First Commune was rebuilt on the ruins of the Northern Kingdom. Those who wanted to move their families south were of course the losers.

The northern nobles. Although the two parties have now reconciled, Mars still laments that there are times when he really doesn't move.

However, this has nothing to do with him. Thinking of this, Mars looked at this person: "Mr. Reinhardt, how should we fight?"

"Let's compare, Your Excellency. I've heard about the things you did. If I hadn't been determined to protect my hometown, I really wouldn't be able to swing my sword at a hero like you." After saying that, the guerrilla knight raised his hand.

Lifting the sword: "Your Excellency, please be sure to note that the sword has no eyes. Just speak."

"It doesn't matter, it seems I need to be more serious this time." After Mars finished speaking, he held the sword in his left hand, raised his hands flat and let out a war cry.

Then he saw that the glass on the front of all the buildings in a 140-degree fan shape in front of Mars was shattered.

The audience at the scene were all covering their ears, and Reinhardt's ears were bleeding.

Mars is a little embarrassed - it's not the sudden appearance of the Barbarian War Cry talent in his talent list. Anyway, it only requires two points. Mars, who has become a little rich recently, tried it once before, and he could reduce his psychic points to zero, and then...

Seventy attribute points are added to your strength, agility and constitution.

Although he didn't know where his ancestors got their barbarian talents, after this roar, Mars felt that his brain was very smooth, without any wrinkles, and he didn't use any spells. He couldn't even see any spiritual energy.

The body is truly leak-free.

Then I added 200 points to my force-sensitive body, and I was able to cut down a street with a sword and a smile.

"Reinhardt, come down, you are no longer his opponent." The fierce rabbit girl stood up at this time, and she reached out to support the shaky Reinhardt.

When the latter looked at Mars, the color on his face was almost gone: "Are you a legendary barbarian? I didn't expect you to have such a heritage. I'm really curious about how you did it."

After saying that, Reinhard turned around and retreated to the sidelines. A doctor immediately caught him as he was about to fall.

And this 1.9 meter woman stood in front of Mars: "I come from the Royal Court of Giants in the North, Mr. Mars Maya Gaiyat, your blood is really the best Gaiyat of this generation that I have seen.

The purest of children."

"Thank you." Mars smiled and looked at the lady in front of him: "Do you want to fight me too?"

"No, I won't fight, because the mother of your ancestor is also my ancestor, and there is no civil war between giants." When she said this, Mars couldn't stand it anymore: "Wait a moment."

Then Mars took out his cell phone and called his mentor: "Mentor, do you know my ancestor?"

"Yes, what's wrong? Don't even think of hearing his name from my mouth. You won't be able to hear it even if I say it." The instructor said.

Of course, Mars couldn't ask this stupid question: "I want to know, did my ancestor say that he has giant blood?"

"Yes, his mother is a hybrid of an elf and a giant, but I still won't say who she is. You'd better not tell anyone about this."

"Someone said it in front of the whole world." After Mars finished speaking, he looked at the 1.9-meter-tall rabbit fierce woman.

Wow, does this giant have a brain problem?

(End of chapter)


Chapter completed!