Pirate’s Infinite Wings

Klatil looked at Fang Lang proudly and said, as if the other party was just an insignificant pawn

Fang Lang smiled helplessly at this, "Sure enough, there are idiots every year, how special is this year?"

"Go ahead, or you won't have a chance to make a move after I make a move." Since the other party faced him with an extremely arrogant attitude, Fang Lang was not a persimmon to pinch, and immediately turned to Carat with a more disdainful tone Dill said.

"You!" Klatir looked a little impatient: "Okay! Okay! Okay! I want to see what capital you have to make you so arrogant!"

After saying three good things in a row, Klatir pulled out the sword at his waist without hesitation, stepped on the whole person lightly, and rushed towards Fang Lang. While he was moving, the sword in his hand also It began to emit a faint silver light.

"Hmph, I'd like to see if you, an arrogant guy, can take my silver slash." Klatir smiled cruelly in his heart, "After you make a fool of yourself in front of so many people, what you have Everything will be mine."

Looking at the other party's sinister eyes, Fang Lang shook his head. Even with his toes, he could think of what the other party wanted to do. It was nothing more than defeating him to become famous.

"Since you like to be famous so much..." Fang Lang moved a little to avoid Klatir's attack, and then whispered in his ear: "Then I will help you."

"What!" Klatir couldn't help but be a little dazed looking at his slashing attack, "How could I avoid it? This is a targeted skill, isn't it...uh!"

Fang Lang didn't intend to make Klatir figure it out at all. He bent his legs a little, followed by a decisive knee bump and directly hit Klatir's stomach who was passing by him.

How powerful is Fang Lang, who can block even the lord's attack head-on? After Kratil suffered a knee bump, his whole body was directly brought to the sky above the eternal ring with that terrifying force, but Fang Lang's attack was not limited to this.

"Since you want to be famous, I'll let you be famous, lest some people always have unrealistic dreams." Fang Lang glanced at Klatir Leng, who was still struggling in the sky, out of the corner of his eyes. mocked.

With the help of trotting, Fang Lang exerted a little force on his feet and flew into the midair. The target was Klatir in midair. Eternal Darkness in hand.

"Since you want to slap your face, you have to do it thoroughly so that you can't turn over."

"Damn it! How dare you look down on me!" After seeing Fang Lang's expression, Kratil's villain's attitude exploded completely with the anger in his heart: "Since you are so self-righteous! Then you go to die! asshole!"

The moment he finished roaring, Klatir forcibly stopped his body that was still unable to stop backwards, but the blood groove on his head was visible to the naked eye because of this, with a cruel smile, The saber in his hand burst into dazzling light and rushed towards Fang Lang.

"It's kind of interesting, but with this little trick, you are still too young." Fang Lang staggered and avoided Klatir's attack again, and then directly crossed his height, and appeared directly on his body The above said condescendingly.

"How is that possible! I've already aimed at it just now!" Klatir stared wide-eyed, looking at the empty air except for the ring below, he couldn't help trembling, because he already understood his failure It worked out.

With a touch of water, Fang Lang stood directly on Klatir's back: "Then this boring game should be over, goodbye, stupid-delusionist." Fang Lang deliberately paused on the last three words After a while, he said with a half-smile.

Accompanied by Klatir's inconceivable expression, Yong An in Fang Lang's hand passed through his chest mercilessly and returned to the ring lightly. As for Klatir's body in mid-air, it had already been sent out by the system off the field.

In fact, the entire battle lasted only half a minute, but both the audience and the referees felt that the battle seemed to pass very slowly, because they clearly saw every detail of the battle.

Generally speaking, this kind of phenomenon is actually very difficult to appear, unless the strength of the two parties is very different, so the audience is a little confused about this, and no one can figure out why Fang Lang suddenly became stronger. It's still an inextricable fight with Agil.

In fact, only Fang Lang himself knows that he has not become stronger, but because his fighting consciousness and his own strength have begun to recover.

"It's really not easy to regain some fighting spirit after a head-to-head encounter with Agil." Fang Lang smiled indifferently, "I have been at ease for so long, but my body is still a little rusty. This is what I should have done. Some states, although not back to that point, but enough."

Feeling a little bit of my recovered strength, Fang Lang's seventh opponent finally ushered in on the court, Feng Linhuo's head-Klein, speaking of which he is an old acquaintance, although he is right The other party knew it well, but Fang Lang actually didn't have much contact with the other party after coming to this world.

"We met again, Fang Lang, remember to be merciful later." Klein smiled heartily.

As in the later stage of the original book, there is a red cloth strip tied on his head, but it seems that because he has not yet reached a higher level, Klein does not wear the armor worn in the original book, but a slightly bulky armor. The black armor and the sword in his hand are nothing more than a high-quality weapon.

"I didn't expect that Klein, one of the dignified presidents of the two legions, would come here too. It seems that I am really lucky.

Not bad yet. Fang Lang was a little surprised that Klein would appear in the arena, after all, the other party is also one of Aincrad's leading figures.

"It's each other, don't you too." Klein touched his head and smiled awkwardly: "Let's gossip first, let's have a good chat when we have time, and now it's still in the ring, and it will delay the audience. Oh no." ..