Fairy’s Box

Corell's courtyard

The gravel flew across the ground, the smoke and dust filled the air, and the two figures slammed into each other with fists and feet.

boom! The two hit each other with a leg whip, then separated, and Yale took a step back and stood firm.

Corell took a few steps back, his pace was vain, knowing that he was not enough, he reminded:

"I'm going to use Dou Qi."

"Well, come on."

After obtaining the consent, Corell widened his eyes, and accompanied by a sullen roar with a little pain, the orange fighting qi sprayed like a torch covered his whole body: "I'm going!"

The fist peak was full of fighting qi, and the orange flame condensed into a circular shield, like a giant siege tree in the ancient battlefield, blasting forward with the might of destroying the city and shaking the mountains.

"You really made a breakthrough!" Yalei was surprised, his fighting qi was like a torch, and he controlled the shape at will.

As he spoke, he did not ignite his fighting qi, bowed his waist to stabilize his body, and punched out, hitting the opposite fist in the front.

After the fist peaks collided, his arms suddenly became numb, and his body was pushed back by the giant force. He immediately bit the ground and slipped out a shallow trace.

"You have broken through for so long, how can I walk back to normal?"

Forcing the opponent back half a step, Corell chased after the victory and slammed into the opponent's chest with the same move. This time, the boy's entire body was knocked out, and a few seconds later, he fell to the ground with a plop.

"Brother-in-law, will he be okay?" Roddy grabbed the front of his shirt nervously and asked worriedly.

"Compared to your brother-in-law, you should be more worried about Corell." Daenqi, knowing the gap between the two, replied casually.

Sure enough, after the boy fell to the ground, he quickly turned over and jumped up, patted his chest as if nothing had happened, and rushed up again with a loud roar.

Both of them are typical of anti-high blood and thick, and they simply slammed into each other. Yale still did not use Dou Qi, so he was blown out from time to time, but he would quickly get up and continue to slam.

Cathy was sitting on the reclining chair, her beautiful legs wrapped in black pantyhose pulled aside, drinking a sip of hot tea, and asserted:

"Even if you don't use Dou Qi, Corell probably won't be able to win..."

About 20 minutes after the fierce battle, the flames on Corell's body on the field became more and more dim, but the black-haired boy became more and more brave, the thirteen wounds on his body burst open, and the blood stains did not care.

"Happy! Happy!" Yale laughed, completely abandoning the defense, punching hard, and finally hitting the opponent's chest, completely destroying the orange flame.

Corell sat on the ground, panting heavily, and shouted:

"Don't fight, stop fighting! It's hard to train to the second rank, get the battle pattern, but you can't beat the state where you don't have to fight, can you still fight?"

"Don't make excuses. I think you are too drunk and hollowed out your body." Amber smiled, sarcasm Corell is one of the joys of his life.

The husband was ashamed, and the wife could not stand by, Cathy stood up immediately, the high heel of her right foot landed on someone's toe, and he bared his teeth in pain: "It hurts, it's about to break! It's broken!"

Naturally, she couldn't deceive Cathy with this pretence. Instead, she leaned her body's center of gravity to the right and crushed her a few times before she was willing to give up.

After a certain wife was ashamed of her husband, Dai Enqi's inspiration came to him, and he clapped his hands and sang:

"Corell is old, the quality of the war pattern is poor, the attributes are suppressed, and the sand and stone can shake the steel armor. The defense can't be broken, how to seize the victory, lack of energy, and can only be beaten. The onlookers have no brains, they deserve to be trampled, you Say he can't, you can do it!"

"Pfft!" Even though the other party was the boss, Roddy couldn't hold back his squirting.

Taking over his wife's shampa, Corell wiped away the sweat, stood up staggeringly, and sighed with a seven-point sigh and three-point loss in his words:

"The furnace forged steel fighting qi, the legendary top fighting qi, I didn't expect it to have such power even if it was damaged."

"The forged steel battle pattern of the furnace was still an advanced battle pattern a hundred years ago, and it was passed down to the 22nd generation to accumulate a lot of money. Luite Manzilev, known as the Black Wings in history, was a genius in the sky, and he became a true knight at the age of forty years. The body, the war pattern was upgraded, and it became the throne. Sixty years ago, in the battle to break the demon, the Black Wing Highway Aite defeated Ajidan and was blasted to pieces by the magic emperor. The war pattern was damaged, and it has not been restored."

As the upper level of St. Normac's library, Cathy is familiar with the history of the Empire's War Marks, and she seems to comfort her husband by saying:

"Steel Dou Qi itself is not flawed, but the core martial skill is lost. Even if it is damaged, in this world, there are only twenty-six war patterns that can surpass it. You are not wronged to lose."

"Brother-in-law, are you tired, please take a seat."

Roddy moved the chair diligently and clumsily and put it behind Arley.

As the foreman of the Amber Food Street, he has become prosperous, and the debt is no longer a big problem, and he no longer has to talk to women. Therefore, I am grateful to Yalei and Amber, who have the grace of knowing, and become Amber's loyal followers, and try to turn Yalei into a veritable brother-in-law.

"Brother-in-law, please use tea." The red-haired boy respectfully offered iced tea.

With the title "brother-in-law", Yale has become accustomed to it. He took the iced tea and drank it, returning the empty cup to the boy, and said with a wicked smile:

"Rena wants me to participate in the obelisk's chariot race, and as a price, she must be a rider."

"Sister, she... agreed?" Roddy showed an expression like "witnessing the bull's pregnancy".

"Do you think there is room for her to compromise? Hahaha." Thinking of Reina's terrified expression on the chariot screaming in a few days, Yale couldn't help but let out a long laugh.

"Hahaha..." The red-haired boy laughed dryly. In order not to spoil Yalei's interest, he decided to conceal his sister's motion sickness.

"Wait a minute? You mean chariot race?" Amber jumped up like a cat smelling fishy.

"Are you also interested? It's just an academy game, and outsiders will not be allowed to participate."

"For the chariot competition, you don't have a chariot yet, do you?" A certain local tyrant asked tentatively.

"Just buy a standard one at that time." Yale thinks it's not a big deal, it doesn't matter.

"How is this possible!" Amber was heartbroken at first, then his eyes were bright, as if something beautiful was right in front of him:

"The chariot is related to the owner's taste, style, and personality! The configuration of the chariot should be adapted to the owner's habits. A good chariot will not only make you high-spirited and increase your combat power, but also be welcomed and sought after by the audience!"

Speaking of this, he paused, his expression changed again, and he said that iron is not steel:

"Not to mention, the risk of chariot racing is not small. With the pitiful quality of the standard chariot, once something goes wrong, it doesn't matter if you are thick and fleshy. What should you do if the passenger is injured?"

"This..." Yale was speechless, teasing Reina, but if the other party was injured, it would be meaningless.

"Come on, you don't need to hide your little thought, there is definitely a conspiracy!" Corell stepped forward with a big kettle in his hand and looked at a local tyrant with contempt.

"Have you forgotten that we have been tricked by you more or less?" Daenqi immediately made up for it.

"Cough cough." Amber cleared his throat and solemnly announced:

"You too underestimate me. This time, I will do my best to help Yale without asking for anything in return! I will build his chariot."

"Boss? It's so cold? You must have been frozen." The red-haired boy respectfully offered a cup of hot tea.

"It seems that you don't trust me..." Although he said that, Amber couldn't see the expression of being beaten at all, and said more impassively:

"The mount, including the reins, is borne by me! I will guarantee the top configuration!"