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Arrogant! It's so arrogant!

All the people present had this idea in their minds at the same time.

We must know that although many dark elves have very arrogant and arrogant personalities, the defiant people like Henry is now showing are undoubtedly very few. To use a fork to a duel is no longer an ordinary provocation, it is simply a naked humiliation.

Lhasa Ouna was so angry that he couldn't speak, standing in the center of the duel field and let out an angry roar: "Ah!!!!!! I want to cut you into pieces!!!!!!!!! !!!"

"Haha! Dogs without strength usually bark more fiercely." Henry continued to ridicule mercilessly, and stepped into the duel.

His goal is simple, to attract all the capable fighters in the shortest possible time, and then completely establish his reputation. As for how many people will be offended, it is not within the scope of consideration. Anyway, this city will definitely be destroyed in the end, and no one will be able to run away.

Seeing that both of them were already standing in the arena, the organizer Sandel immediately shouted: "Attention everyone! Now another duel is about to begin! The challenger is the wandering warrior Nim from the dangerous wilderness. He It seems that he is not an adult, but his tone is shockingly loud, and he has to have a fork to deal with a powerful dark elf warrior, hoping that the ending will not be too miserable. Okay, now I announce that the duel begins!"

"Laza O'na! Come on! We're going to see this kid get smashed!" A dark elf audience shouted with his fists.

"Yes! Pull out his intestines!"

"Let this guy's blood spill over the duel field!"

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Henry turned a deaf ear to these clamours, did not even look back, but flicked the tip of the fork with his fingers, with a cynical smile on his face. He looked confident and didn't worry about becoming a loser.

"Arrogant kid! Go to hell!" Lhasaona finally couldn't bear it. Waved the huge sword in his hand and charged up. The anger burned his last trace of reason, and he didn't even notice the smile that flashed from the corner of his opponent's mouth.

The distance of a few meters flashed by, and the sharp blade took the throat straight away in less than a second. Just when everyone was waiting to see the blood splattered on the spot. Henry sneered and turned his body to let Jianfeng open, and then gave a light kick with his left foot. Lhasa Ouna lost his balance in an instant, walked a few steps staggeringly, and fell to the ground with a plop.

At this moment, the tavern quickly quieted down, and it was clear that a needle dropped silently. Some people spilled the cups on their clothes without feeling, completely stunned by the scene in front of them.

"I said, you are a warrior of your level. I don't even need a weapon. A fork is enough." He said that Henry squeezed the fork in his hand and slammed his sword toward the opponent's hand. Stick it down.

"Ah!!! Hands! My hands!!!"

With this scream, every audience present couldn't help fighting a cold war. I saw that the small fork originally used to fork food directly pierced La Saona’s right hand. As the saying goes, ten fingers connected to the heart, the hand is a relatively dense place with nerves, not to mention that there seems to be a tendon in the fork. .

Henry ignored the opponent who was rolling on the ground because of the severe pain, but picked up the huge sword that fell on the ground with his toes and copied it in his hand.

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Great Sword: "Scorching Blade"

The advantages of this sword are obvious: it is particularly accurate, and it emits flames every time it strikes. In addition to general damage, it also causes fire damage. This is a weapon that can kill trolls, but it has not been described in the poems and legends.

Combat ability:

Each hit will produce fire damage to burn the target. It has great restraint effects on creatures that fear high temperatures, such as trolls and winter wolves.

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After obtaining the detailed information of this sword, he immediately knew why Lhasa O'na was able to break through such a reputation, in addition to benefiting from the solid armor, the role of this weapon is also very important.

As we all know, the dark elves themselves are quite afraid of cold and high temperatures, because they live underground and maintain a constant temperature between fifteen and twenty degrees throughout the year, so they can't adapt to the sudden cold and heat at all.

Just as normal people would subconsciously dodge when they see the red soldering iron flying over, the flames produced by this sword will also make the dark elves feel very uncomfortable. As long as the difference between the strengths of the two sides is not large, then the person holding the sword will definitely win.

But it's a pity. Henry was not a dark elf, and he was never afraid of fire. When the burning blade swung over, there was not even a slight feeling of tension or discomfort. With his current magic resistance, even if he was burned to the maximum by this little flame, he could only cause a little skin trauma, and he didn't need to bother at all.

In just one second, the duel was decided. Lhasaona's right hand was already abolished, and unless he could be healed by the magic arts, he couldn't hold anything. What's more, he is sweating in pain now, and the weapon that he has become famous has also fallen into the hands of others.

Quiet! The whole tavern was silent, and even the most screaming guys just closed their mouths wisely. Everyone can see that there is a huge gap between the strength of the two on the field, especially the seemingly flat kick. The kick is almost added to the benefit. It will be out of the way early, and the blade will be lost when it is late. Cut his throat mercifully.

Of course, this also has something to do with Lhasa O'na being dazzled by anger, otherwise, even if he is a fighter of level 15 or above, no matter how bad he is, he will definitely not be so unbearable.

But what the dark elf society advocates is that the winner is the king and the loser is the invader. No matter how despicable the process is and the methods are dirty, as long as they win, they will never be blamed.

Henry is now clearly a winner, and he defeated his opponent dignifiedly. Although a little trick was used to provoke the enemy, it seemed to the dark elves to be full of wisdom, and should be praised rather than despised. Especially his age seems so young, as long as he doesn't offend the mistress and the queen Rose, his future will be limitless.

Now everyone is watching and observing how he handles his prisoners. This is very important. After all, Lhasa Ouna is a direct male of the first family. At the same time, he is also a nobleman. If he is killed on the spot, it will definitely trigger a series of consequences. For example, the ensuing revenge.

Know that the dark elves are not a race that keeps promises, unless you are very powerful. Otherwise they will stabbed in the back at any time.

On the surface, the duel of life and death seems to be that both sides have their fate for life and death, and neither side can use family power to retaliate. But in fact, there are too many small actions that can be played, especially the top-ranked ruling families, who can transfer their enemies into the patrol team to perform the most dangerous tasks at any time, and then unfortunately die in a fierce battle.

Under the eyes of everyone, Henry was very calm. While admiring the giant sword in his hand, he said to Lhasa Ona who was kneeling on the ground: "I will give you a chance now. A chance to live. You know we are this. Life and death duel, I can chop off your head whenever I want."

"Let's talk about it, as long as I can do it, I will definitely not refuse." Lhasaou Na gritted his teeth and answered very simply. Like most dark elves, his will to survive is very strong, as long as there is a glimmer of hope to survive, he will never give up.

"Very well, I like people who know the current affairs. Swear a poisonous oath to our goddess, just say that you will do your best to help me, otherwise the soul will suffer in her kingdom." Henry raised his great sword and stayed on top of the opponent's head.

This is a naked threat, as long as you hear a no word. Then the sword in his hand will be cut directly.

Every dark elf on the scene understood the meaning of this action, and Lhasaona was no exception. He endured the pain and shame, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "I swear in the name of Queen Rose. I will do my best to help Nim in the future, otherwise the soul of chance will suffer in the kingdom of God. "

"Hahahahaha! Very good, now come and lick my boots clean, and then you can roll." Henry said with a laugh. He looked very arrogant, humiliating his opponent without scruples, and seemed not afraid of revenge at all.

Lhasa Ouna held back his anger, knelt on the ground and licked the dirt, blood and some unknown dirt on his boots with his tongue, then covered his face, and rushed out of the tavern without saying a word. I am afraid that he will not appear in public for a few years. For anyone, this is an unforgettable experience in a lifetime. Failure to do so will also create a psychological shadow.

Henry was not satisfied with the victory. He directly threw the trophy "Scorching Blade" on the table, grabbed two long knives and shouted at everyone in the tavern: "Trash! Didn't you scream so happy just now? Come on! I'll accept everything here. Human challenge~www.ltnovel.com~ Come and kill one! Come and kill two! If you have the courage, all stand in. I will let this tavern blood flow! Hahahahahaha!"

"Head! I think we should leave quickly. This guy is simply a lunatic. Once he dies, the dark elves will immediately vent their anger on us." A gray dwarf warrior reminded in a low voice.

"Wait... Maybe a miracle will happen." Carrig said in a slightly trembling voice. He was trembling all over his body now, half was frightened, and the other half was angry.

The leader of the caravan didn't want to go, but couldn't go. Leaving aside the private agreement reached between the two, the more than 40,000 gold coins paid in advance after entering the city are all his possessions. If he leaves, I am afraid that he will not even be able to get a copper plate. At that time, there will be no money except bankruptcy. Two choices.

As a saying goes, getting on a thief is easy, but getting off a thief is difficult. At this moment, Carrig deeply regretted how he hadn't withstood the temptation in the first place. He had known that His Majesty on the surface could toss so much, he would never agree to it. But now it’s too late to say anything, the only thing I can do is to pray silently to the patron saint of the gray dwarves, "Radug", hoping that my investment will not lose money...to be continued