Warlord of Chaos

Chapter 20: The Power of Power

The referee felt a little wrong. He looked up and down Han Jin. If the strong men in the audience challenged him, he would not dare to respond. But the young man in front of him had a beautiful face and couldn’t see it. What an amazing place.

“Why, want to refuse?” Han Jin said faintly, pointing to the female slaves on the stage: “Do they have the qualification to refuse? If they don’t, you are the same.”

The mercenaries under the audience cheered.

"Raphael, kill him! Kill him!!" This is a fighting madman, not happy without blood.

"The coward who dare not accept the challenge, go back, don't be embarrassed here!" This person is a little clever, but also knows how to use the radical method.

"Raffael, just look at you, don't let us down!" This is a typical no-brainer. When the words are exported, they are ridiculed by their companions: "What? You think Rafael will lose. ?!"

Although there is no strong city defense, there is no powerful magic crystal cannon to support the scene, but don't think that people here are bullying! Even if the army of the Cold Shadow City has all been killed, the mercenaries will not succumb to who is under the arrogance. Of course, if anyone can win their approval, it is another matter, but this is not a surrender. It is support.

Looking at the lively mercenaries is only a minority. There are many mercenaries who are not interested in the slave trade group. If you have this time, you might as well go to the bar to drink, boast, or hold the woman and run upstairs. How is it much more comfortable than watching the show in the snow and ice? They know that there are female slaves in the caravan, but they still don't want to build their own nests, and they don't want to have a concern. They say it is white, spend a lot of money to buy female slaves for a winter, and then go to the Taraxia mountains in the spring, if luck is not Well, which Warcraft is killed, the female slave is not cheaper! No need... Anyway, there is no shortage of women in the city of Lonely.

However, the stone monsters hovering over the sky caused the attention of the mercenaries. The number of stone monsters was very large. It was obviously an army of foreign forces. Drinking, shopping, sleeping, and countless mercenaries fought weapons, from all directions. The duel field is coming.

Seeing the mercenaries' emotions getting more and more excited, and a large number of mercenaries flocked to the duel field, Hogan's face became more and more gloomy, just as the referee turned his head and asked his opinion with his eyes, Hogan slightly pointed. Nod and made a few gestures.

Hogan believes that with a grand victory, the mercenaries can calm down, and he also tells his men, grabs the living, makes the guy a slave, and can see that although the guy has no basic magic fluctuations, It is not like a warrior, but it is definitely a big man among the mercenaries. If he is a slave, he will be qualified for negotiation.

"I, the eighth-order sage, Prio, accepts your challenge." The referee slightly bent down to reveal a narrow smile, but his conversation remained polite enough.

The mercenaries under the stage stunned and suddenly made a snoring, eight-order sage? Not enough to watch! If the guy is a great magician, or even a top-level magician, this battle must be very exciting, but an eighth-order... It is estimated that Raphael’s fingers can kill him!

Prio heard the snoring and subconsciously thought that the mercenaries were laughing at him and relying on the bully, so he explained it intelligently: "You are actively challenging me, aren't you?"

Han Jin did not speak, only quietly watching Proo, he was so lazy to say anything.

Prio took a magic wand from the space ring and secretly guessed Han Jin’s career. He sang a spell in a low voice. As the magic wave fluctuated, Prio’s skin suddenly became rough and then appeared on his body. A cluster of flashing scales. Dragon scales, eight-order magic, although the scales composed of elements can not be compared with the real dragon scales, but also provide a strong defense for the magician of the operation, but the dragon scales have no small negative effects. It is very difficult to make the movement of the magician, so the use value of the dragon scales is greatly reduced. Only in the case of a one-on-one battle, and the other party will certainly not release the magic, the dragon scales can exert its power.

"Wow! Dragon scales! Oh..."

"Don't forget the magic shield!"

"Steel skin care, quick release of steel skin care... stupid pig, let me say what is good for you..."

"The earth shield, fast, or you have no chance!"

Perhaps it is because I think that Han Jin can solve the opponent with one blow from the bottom of my heart, so the mercenaries are not the same as the Prio. You say a word, let Han Jin on the stage laugh and cry, just now, he still The object of great attention, now, seems to have been abandoned by everyone.

Poor Prio once again misunderstood, a lion encountering a small ant, using his claws to shoot in the past, but also to wear a heavy armor to protect themselves, it is too ridiculous. Originally, he really wanted to continue to release the magic shield, but the screams of the mercenaries made him change his mind. He smiled at Han Jin and said, "You can start."

Just then, there was a crisp voice from the audience: "Raphael, give them an unforgettable lesson!"

It was the shout of Xiannier. The more intense the screams of the mercenaries, the more excited her mood was, so that she would keep her calm with her nails and palms. Of course, it’s just the calmness of appearance. Not dejected, sitting in the field, feeling the atmosphere around, she is very clear about what kind of image Han Jin is in the hearts of the mercenaries, this is her greatest pride.

After Han Jin came to power, he had been very calm. He heard the shouts of Xiannier and he suddenly smiled. From the outside, Han Jin is slightly inferior to Hiller, who relies on appearance to attract bees and talks about his life. His hair is black, not as hot as Hiller’s blonde hair. His eyes are also black, not as good as Hilles. A pair of sea blue eyes is so charming, but compared to the inner temperament, Hillester can't catch up with Hanjin. In particular, Han Jin’s smile from the heart, bright as the sun, and tenderness like water, coupled with the pure, scent of the dust, far surpassed the vicissitudes of the original work of Hillester. The women were fascinated by Hillett and would find ways to get Hillester to go to bed, but they fell in love with Han Jin. It is unclear whether they have the courage to go up and talk because Han Jin gives people a feeling of not eating fire. Let them be self-defeating.

Then Han Jin bent down in the direction of Siniel and smiled: "Follow!"

With a bang, the mercenaries froze again, and the whistles are one after another, the big gossip!

Xiannier can't help but shame, bad guy! He must be deliberate! ! The enthusiastic sights of the mercenaries before and after, almost suppressed her to lift her head, but she did not want to shame Hanjin, but she could only calm down. The pair of eyes were more than a thousand times more than the mercenaries, and they stared at Han. Into the body.

At this time, Prio also noticed that Sunil, who said that the emotional woman is the most charming, this is true, although the former Sunil is as beautiful, but the temperament is slightly green, where can compare with the current Light? ! When Prio's eyes lit up, he slowly said to Han Jin: "Let's have a gamble. If you win, I am your slave. If I win, the elf is mine!"

"You are not qualified, and you have no chance to be my slave." Han Jin’s eyes suddenly became cold: "You just said, can you start?" Just as Prio is still thinking about Hanjin’s words. At the time, Han Jin had moved.

The phrase 'quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit' can be used to describe a general warrior. It is not appropriate to describe Han Jin. The first half of the sentence is no problem. The key is in the latter part. Han Jin and the rabbit are absolutely dilute. If you don't have a relationship, he is a thunder, a frenzy, a force that is devastating, and a king of all directions! At least this stage is completely his own!

A blue light was shot from Han Jin, and then turned into a giant sword at a very fast speed, a sword of more than 20 meters! It was an indescribable momentum. Since the moment the giant sword was formed, it was the whole scene of Wei Ling, which made everyone become a fool at this moment, and even their heart stopped beating.

The next moment, the Great Sword has been shot to Prio, to be precise, it is to shoot to Prio, just like taking a fly!

There was a loud bang, a sound that could not be detected by the naked eye, but the sound waves that existed there passed to the surroundings, testing the ears of the mercenaries. The relatively close Duye Sam and others frowned. Obviously, they were also affected. . In the field, the flying sand and the stone, the smoke rising is almost tens of meters high, the earth is shaking violently, and some of the less powerful mercenaries are shaken involuntarily.

For a moment, the smoke slowly drifted, Han Jin’s figure was revealed, his figure was still so pure and dusty, his look was dull, as if the attack had nothing to do with him, as for Prio, it has completely disappeared. Only leave some blood that needs to be carefully distinguished. On the spacious platform, there is a ditch with a length of more than ten meters and a depth of about five or six meters. The edge of the ditch is neat and smooth, and almost cuts the small half of the platform!

This is a special duel field, at least able to withstand the trampling of the warriors and the attack of the magician, but in front of Hanjin's flying sword, it is no better than tofu!

Han Jin’s gaze fell on the female slaves. Just now, Prio completely aroused his anger, so that there was only one person in the world in his eyes, a person who must die! The female slaves were the closest and affected the most. At this moment, they have fallen to the ground. Han Jin can clearly see that there are blood oozing out of their mouths and noses. Obviously, they suffer from a light internal injury.

However, Han Jin does not have time to consider anything else. He can only compensate afterwards. Now, it is not over yet!

"Who is the next one?" Han Jin’s line of calm to the extreme fell on Hogan: "Is it you, or are they?" Han Jin reached out and said, with his gesture, the handle floated quietly in Korea. The flying sword in the upper part rises up to the sword front and points to a large group of stone monsters in the sky.

This is also the strength of the stone monster. If it is a smart life, seeing the scene just now, at this moment, we must rush to let go, but the stone monsters continue to circling, as if they are not afraid of the flying sword.

Duye Sam and Juventus looked at each other and both of them could see the joy in the other's eyes. No matter who is managing who and who is restricting, the mercenaries belong to their own people. The strong Hanjin is of course their reliance. ! They used to hear that they had inevitably kept certain doubts in their hearts. Now that they have witnessed Han Jin’s dedication, the doubts have vanished. Yes, they have a dragonslayer!

The mercenaries around them reacted, and one by one made a crazy shout, and the shouts came together to form a huge tsunami that resounded throughout the city.

Hogan was as earthy. He thought that the young man was just a big man with identity but no strength. As a result, the strength of the other side was far beyond his imagination, and the shouts of the mercenaries became more and more neat, 'Raphael The two shouts of ''The Dragon Slayer' echoed each other. He was stupid and understood the identity of the other party. He played against a dragonslayer. He really didn't have that courage.

Han Jin raised his hand, and the shouts of the mercenaries gradually weakened. "I want to refuse?" Han Jin showed a sneer, his eyes swept over the ice and snow magicians: "I have already said, any of you. , are not qualified to reject my challenge!"

Since the refining of Mante's long sword, this is his first shot. With his ability, although he can only produce the Chinese flying sword, the attacking power of Feijian far exceeds his imagination, of course. The energy consumed is also beyond his imagination. He only has the power to launch a blow, but he has the confidence to solve the old magician with one blow, not to mention that he has not only produced one handle during this time. Feijian, as for the rest of the people, they need Gibran to make a lot of money.

"Old guy, go up!" The mercenaries made another noise.

"Smart, don't use all the magic like the stupid pig just now, haha..."

"Please." Han Jin politely let it go. He felt that the stone monsters seemed to be controlled by the old magician, so he had decided on the next goal. No matter the old magician would not accept the challenge, he would Shot.

Feeling a contempt, ridicule, ridiculous gaze, and the fear and tension of the magicians under him, Hogan had no choice but to walk slowly to the platform, but his steps were very heavy, each step was very heavy. Like a high mountain, he had to make the effort to take a step and walk for a long time, until the mercenaries were impatient and screamed, and he stood opposite Han Jin.

"You have enough time to prepare." Han Jin said faintly.

Looking at Han Jin, Hogan couldn't help but cough up, he didn't want to die! In some areas, they are at the forefront of the entire continent, such as the headbands that control slaves, such as all kinds of magic shackles, but this is the common feature of the Cold Shadow City sorcerers, they always Controlling our impact on the enemy, we rarely devote ourselves to real battles. Not only is Hogan afraid of death, most of the magicians in Cold Shadow City are afraid of death. The irony is that this does not affect their indifference to the lives of others.

"Your movement is better, my patience is very limited." Seeing Hogan does not release magic for a long time, Han Jin said coldly.

"I..." Hogan couldn't help but look up at the stone monsters in the air, and look at the mercenaries around him. Now the mercenaries have gathered more and more, and the black is crushed. The number is much more than the large group of stone monsters. Can you fight against a dragonslayer and many mercenaries?

Han Jinshen pointed to a bomb, and the huge flying sword made a crisp humming sound. He was reminding Hogan to hurry.

Hogan’s body shook violently, and then he made an action that made everyone stunned. He threw the magic wand on the ground and trembled: “I surrender...”