Ancient Rome: Beginning With The Legionnaire

This time, not only did the person not take the stairs, he turned over and jumped out of the window.

boom!

The heavy Roman military boots hit the ground heavily.

Brian was already used to this feeling.

At this moment, the city lord brought a nobleman and nearly 20 guards behind him.

Immediately surrounded Brian.

"Brian, how dare you run into my daughter's room!"

At this moment, even a fool would know what happened.

And Brian is notorious, so if a flower is put there, if it is not picked, it is not Brian.

Brian took a step forward and whispered in the Santo's ear.

"Your daughter's skills are really good, she has been trained before!"

The sound was so small that only the city lord could hear it.

But at this moment, the city lord is already in a rage.

He was about to draw out the Roman dagger at his waist.

And how could Brian give him this opportunity, faster than him, and took the lead in drawing out the Santo's Roman dagger.

At the same time, the figure leaped backwards.

In just a split second, Brian could kill the Santo.

It's just that you just slept with someone's daughter, and now you're slaughtering her, it seems a little unreasonable.

Moreover, the lord of a city is not an ordinary nobleman. If Brian kills him without knowing why, it may be difficult for the Roman Senate to explain.

"Old guy! I advise you that it's better not to fight with me!"

Brian holds the Roman short sword, which is raised slightly, level with the navel.

This is the standard action of Roman infantry without shields, and Brian has practiced this action thousands of times before.

Much more skilled than anyone else.

Due to the limitation of the smelting technology at that time, the power of the Roman short sword was concentrated at the tip of the sword and could only be used for stabbing.

And this action can stab the opponent's lower body, abdomen, and also stab the opponent's chest.

This action can be accomplished with a little effort on the arm.

"Charles saw yours?"

The noble next to the city lord said to a strong man beside him.

I saw the strong man separated from the crowd and charged forward with a short sword in his hand.

Under the light of the moon.

In front of him, Brian looked extraordinarily thin.

Murderous, extremely strong murderous.

Brian sensed the murderous aura from the giant man, and instantly clicked on the opponent's attributes.

Name: Charles (Spartan)

Age: 38 years old

Occupation: Former duel field champion

Strength: 96

Constitution: 97

Speed: 95

Seeing this attribute, he deserves to be the champion of the hundred-man arena.

His three-dimensional attributes all exceeded 90.

You must know that the three-dimensional attribute of an ordinary man is only around 70.

And for a qualified Roman elite soldier, the three-dimensional attribute may exceed 80.

Monsters with a three-dimensional attribute of more than 90 can only be found in the Roman Colosseum.

The Charles in front of him was such a monster.

"Go! Kill him! Let him see the power of Sparta!"

The city lord could no longer care about face and said loudly.

"As you wish, Lord City Master!"

Charles, short sword in hand, strode towards Brian.

"Spartan gladiator! Interesting!"

Brian snorted and rushed forward.

He hasn't been serious for a long, long time, and none of the enemies he encountered before is his three-in-one enemy.

The Spartan gladiator in front of him was extremely powerful.

I saw the Roman dagger in Brian's hand stabbing towards him, and the Spartan warrior Charles quickly blocked it with the dagger in his hand.

He seemed to rely on his extraordinary physical fitness, as long as he blocked the opponent's blow, and then he could finish Brian with a backhand sword.

boom!

Two Roman short swords collided.

Under the tremendous force, Charles, a Spartan warrior who was nearly two meters tall, took two steps back.

"Big man, it seems that my strength is stronger."

Brian smiled contemptuously and rushed forward again.

At this moment, everyone present almost froze.

The two-meter-tall Spartan berserker lost to Brian in terms of strength.

Although I know Brian is strong, but this is too strong too exaggerated.

"You guys go too!"

The city lord said to the guards around him.

And the guards immediately surrounded him, cooperating with Cass, and surrounded Brian in the middle.

And Brian directly threw the Roman dagger in his hand, nailing a guard to the ground on the spot.

While everyone was stunned, Brian drew out the sword in the stone - the King's Sword from his waist.

"Today, I will open your eyes and experience martial arts that do not belong to this world!"

Although the Roman short sword has its advantages, of course, it must be matched with a large shield.

But for a simple sword, an inch is long and an inch is strong.

Now the sword in the stone, which is half as long as the Roman short sword, can just show Brian's strongest strength.

The moment Brian pulled out the sword in the stone, a terrifying murderous aura gushed out of Brian.

The murderous aura on his body was no less than that of the Spartan berserker who had completed a hundred kills.

God knows how many people he killed on the battlefield.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, rush up and stab him to death!"

Seeing that the ordinary guards were shaken, Durset immediately said to the side.

Roar

Charles roared, saying that he couldn't do it again.

Being a Spartan Berserker never flinched or hesitated.

Brian held the sword in the stone in his hand, and before everyone could react, he slashed directly at Charles with the force of Huashan.

And Charles' reaction was not slow, and he immediately resisted with the Roman dagger in his hand.

Bang!

There was a sound of metal clashing, and then the Roman dagger snapped.

Moreover, the sword in the stone in Brian's hand also scratched Charles' chest, and blood was pouring out immediately.

Whether it is texture or hardness, it is impossible for the Roman short sword to compare with the king's sword.

boom!

The Spartan Berserker who had finished beheading a hundred people collapsed to the ground.

Brian took a step forward, stepped on Charles' body with one foot, and gently wiped the blood off the sword with a white cloth.

A pair of sharp eyes scanned everyone present.

"Who else?"

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