People in the United States, the beginning of gun fighting

Chapter 127 Huh?Want to subdue me?

The scene became quiet, and only Sol was laughing. Fandral was very strong in physical fitness, so he wouldn't have an accident with one kick. His laughter was an affirmation of Luke's strength.

Sol smiled, and the scene eased up. Even Sif and others applauded. Fandral walked out of the crowd rubbing his chest.

With a wry smile, "So you're really releasing water."

Luke smiled slightly, "Offended."

Fandral nodded, put down the dagger in his hand, "I lost."

The crowd cheered.

Sol walked over, "I said before that Luke's strength is extraordinary, you just don't believe it, you have suffered a lot now."

Fandral smiled awkwardly and retreated into the crowd.

"Sol, why don't you let the three of us try together?"

Vostagg said he was a warrior with a beer belly and a long sword in his hand, and there was Hogan with a mustache beside him, holding a huge meteor hammer.

As half of Fandral's teacher, he was responsible for all of Fandral's sword skills. Seeing that he was defeated by Luke, he was naturally a little unwilling.

Sif frowned slightly, not to mention that this was unreasonable, but Esol's nature would not agree.

"no!"

Sol waved his hand, "You guys are so disrespectful. If you lose, you lose. Why are you still thinking of bullying the few with more?"

Vostagg blushed, a little embarrassed.

Luke frowned slightly, and the radar sense gave him a very wonderful feeling, as if someone was watching here, Heimdall?Or Odin?

"It's okay, I also want to ask for advice, but it's not three, it's the four of you."

Luke pointed to Sif who was standing behind.

Sif was taken aback for a moment, and then her eyes were a little angry. She earned the title of Valkyrie step by step, and now she is underestimated by Luke, so she is naturally not angry.

"Are you sure? The four of them teamed up, even I have a little difficulty."

Sol cautiously said that the four of Sif have been with him all year round, and he knows their strength best.

Luke looked over the heavy wall behind Sol, and said, "I've been feeling itchy lately. Why don't you come too?"

Sol was stunned, and just about to agree, he was interrupted by Sif.

"No, the four of us are fine. As for Your Excellency and Sol, we should find another occasion."

Seeing Sif's determined gaze, Saul opened his mouth and did not speak.

Luke nodded: "Alright, let's talk about it next time."

Luke originally wanted to take the opportunity to test his limits, with Odin watching by his side and Frigga sitting in the battle, even if he was injured, he could recover, but he never wanted Sif to refuse, presumably because he was afraid that Sol would have a reputation of bullying his friends. go out.

The five people stood still in the field, and the space in the middle expanded again.

Jane looked at Luke with some concern, while Sol's eyes were a little cloudy.

He also understands Luke's strength. He was able to last for so long when he was out of control. He must not be underestimated. The four of Sif may not really be able to win.

"please."

Luke nodded in greeting.

The four people on the opposite side looked at each other, thinking it was a little funny, why do we have too many people and let us go first?interesting!
Vostagg swung his sword forward, Hogan raised his meteor hammer and followed closely behind, Fandral hesitated, Sif stood still and did not make a move.

"Good come!"

Luke's eyes lit up. Although Vostagg's figure was swollen, his swordsmanship was indeed not low. As soon as the two touched, Luke could feel a continuous pressure.

Whenever he wanted to resist, Hogan on the side would interrupt Luke's rhythm, but the reaction alone was within Luke's acceptance range.

Fandral on the side shouted, raised his sword and rushed into the battle group.

Two long swords struck, Luke twisted his waist and swung the sword horizontally. With the strength of one person, the two swords bowed his head, and the terrifying power gushed out.

Vostagg only felt that he was short, as if he had lowered Luke's head invisibly, and even the offensive in his hand slowed down a lot.

The dragon's breath surged up, the pale golden vertical pupils opened, Vostager and Fandral seemed to press the slow-motion button, and Luke even had time to turn his head and smile and nod to Jane on the sidelines.

The speed at which the long sword danced suddenly accelerated, and the encirclement of the three warriors of Asgard lasted only a few seconds before being crushed by Luke.

Within a few breaths, Verstagg and Fandral were injured, and Hogan was also a little embarrassed.

Sif frowned, drew her sword and rushed towards Luke.

The blades are facing each other. Luke's huge strength has no effect on Sif. There seems to be some magic power on the sword, which makes Luke's power unbalanced. However, judging from Sif's reluctant face, taking this sword is not as bad as imagined. easy.

The four people besieged, Luke's pressure came again, and he became a little flustered.

Sif took the opportunity to stab Luke on the shoulder with a sword while Vostage was fighting with Luke. Luke was not aware of it for a while, and Hogan threw a hammer on his chest.

Luke took a few steps back, stabilized his figure, and looked at the white mark on his chest. He was a little helpless. Neither Sif's rapier nor Hogan's heavy hammer did any harm to him. .

There is no way, the physical strength is too strong.

Looking at Sif and the others, Vostager and Fandral are the main force, and they have been being beaten all the time. They will be a little blushing and have a few cuts on their bodies by Luke.

Hogan has the most footprints on his body, and his legs are still a little weak.

Sif's breathing was messy, and Luke couldn't stand it with such a swift and fierce swordsmanship, but he couldn't break the defense. Sif had some doubts about the divine sword blessed by Odin in his hand.

Sif's sword didn't break the defense, but Sif almost did.

No matter how stupid the people on the sidelines were, they could see the unequal strength of the two sides. Just as Sol was about to speak, a majestic figure suddenly sounded.

"You seem to have the power of Asgard on your body?"

Odin appeared from the corridor behind Sol, and Sol and a group of Asgardian soldiers hurriedly bowed their heads and saluted.

Odin waved his hand, the one-eyed man was very imposing, but he was quite easy-going.

"Yes, I once realized the mystery of Asgard's divine power from Thor, and my body has also been strengthened by this opportunity."

Luke admitted generously.

Odin nodded, "That's right, there are very few people as smart as you. Since that's the case, have you ever thought about joining Asgard?"

Luke was stunned, and even Sol in the distance was stunned. His father, King Odin, was actually inviting Luke to join him.

Jane looked at Luke, Luke smiled, and said, "I haven't thought about it yet, I'm involved too much on Earth, and I'm afraid it will bring disaster to Asgard."

Odin smiled, "It's okay, you think about it first, Sol, bring the two of them in, I have something to say."

"Yes."

Sol replied respectfully, and looked at Luke with warmer eyes.

"A long time ago, when the Nine Realms hadn't been separated, there were indeed many pure people like you who realized the power of Asgard and became part of us."

"Whether you agree or not, we are already clansmen."

Luke was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Asgard's tolerance and definition of the tribe would be so distinctive.

For Thor, pulling the black dragon of the dusk of the gods into his camp is of no harm at all. Besides, Luke does have the power of Asgard.

It is reasonable for the same tribe.

Only Jane is a little puzzled, Luke has changed from an earthling to a protoss?

Sif and the others were even happier. It's much better to beat up like this with one's own people than to be beaten like this by the people on Earth.

(End of this chapter)