A million ways to survive in the dungeon

Roosevelt's hostility was evident.

When Zheng Sepi saw this, although he was worried, he finally chose to believe Zheng Qian.

"I could tolerate Luo Xia no matter how he treated me before, but now...he has betrayed this country, Xiao Xuan, and me and my sister.

Rorschach, leave it to me. "

Zheng Qian turned back and glanced at Zheng Sepi.

lv24.

Look at Rorschach again.

lv43.

No matter how you look at it, Zheng Sepi is no match for Luo Xia.

but…

"Okay, I'll leave it to you."

After saying that, Zheng Qian walked up.

Judging from the level, Zheng Sepi has absolutely no chance of winning.

His slashes might not even be able to cut through Rorschach's skin.

But level and attributes are not the key to determining victory or defeat.

Think about how many battles Zheng Qian fought in the underground city where the weak defeated the strong?

Think again about Zhao Aotian, who broke through his own limits with his love and responsibility for this country.

Zheng Sepi is his teammate. He said that if he wants to deal with Luo Xia alone, Zheng Qian will believe that he can do it.

He raised his hand and used advanced healing on the dying Kacheski.

His injuries healed in an instant.

With a bang, he stood up straight like a mallet.

"Huh? I did remember just now that I..."

Touching his shoulder, Kaczewski's face was filled with disbelief.

"Oh? Can you use recovery magic?"

Luo Xia's face darkened when he saw this.

He had fought against Zheng Qian and knew that he was a magic warrior and a dual practitioner.

But I didn't expect that he could even use recovery magic.

"I already disliked you, but now your existence threatens me, and I can't let you go!"

After saying that, Luo Xia raised his gun and was about to stab Zheng Qian.

Clang!

The collision of the gun and the knife produced a crisp and sweet sound of gold and iron.

Zheng Sepi took an arrow step and blocked Luo Xia's thrust with a slash, blocking it ten steps away from Zheng Qian.

"Your opponent is me!" Zheng Sepi shouted fiercely.

Zheng Qian glanced at Luo Xia coldly, but was not reassured. He then looked at the large wooden house in the distance.

Over there, six Ningjin-level adventurers from Eagle Valley were walking towards us with sneers.

"Mao Nanbei, pick three and beat them at will."

"No, I want to sleep."

"I'll give you 100 gold coins to buy cod steak."

"What?"

Mao Nanbei suddenly hugged Zheng Qian's arm, with stars shining in his emerald eyes: "Dog, this is the meow you said, you can't deny meow."

Zheng Qian said calmly: "Kache, you lead the team to fight the other three."

Kaczewski, a big gay guy with a gentle temperament, now has extremely distorted facial features, his face is dark and purple, and his mustache is constantly trembling.

"Kidnapping a princess, inciting adventurers to rebel, collaborating with traitors, and attacking behind the scenes... are unforgivable crimes. Today, we are betting on the honor passed down from generation to generation of the Kacher family, and these people of Eagle Valley will die without a burial place!"

Without saying a word, he turned around and shouted loudly: "There are only three opponents. The strong ones are left to Mr. Zheng Qian and Miss Mao Nanbei. We can't fall behind! Everyone, kill me!"

The situation seemed to have suddenly changed from a defeat to a balance of power.

The adventurers are certainly inferior to the established army in every aspect.

But in addition to individual strength, adventurers are also stronger than the established army...

That means money rather than life!

In the face of huge interests, balance of power equals victory in the eyes of adventurers.

The morale of the entire 17th Army suddenly soared, and together with Mao Nanbei, they attacked the Eagle Valley Ningjin-level adventurers.

In this chaotic scene, only two people remained motionless.

Zheng Qian!

Roosevelt!

The two looked at each other quietly.

Zheng Qian tilted his head towards the empty space next to him: "Let's find a cleaner place."

Roosevelt's sneer became even colder: "You're just a bronze-level person, and you can leave just when you want? Who do you think you are?"

"Really? Then I'll take you away."

After saying that, Zheng Qian took one step forward and shot toward Roosevelt like a rocket.

Roosevelt's indifferent eyes changed instantly.

So fast!

What's going on with this speed?

He quickly blocked with his knife.

The direction of Zheng Qian's Moon Wheel Kick did not change at all, and it hit his heavy Nodachi straight away.

Bang.

The adamantine scabbard shattered.

Roosevelt was kicked nearly a hundred meters away.

Playing a little tune, Zheng Qian put his hands in his pockets and jumped, chasing after him at a faster speed.

"Tsk."

Seeing that Zheng Qian could actually kick the War King away, Luo Xia clicked his tongue in displeasure.

This kid can actually kick away the King of War Roosevelt?

However, I can do it to this extent.

The real strength of Lord Roosevelt lies in his second form.

He deliberately kicked Mr. Roosevelt into a corner where no one was around, so that he could perform more easily and leave himself alone.

This boy named Zheng Qian is looking for death.

"He's dead, aren't you worried?" Rorschach asked.

The power of the steel spear continues to increase.

With such a desperate level difference, Luo Xia could easily overwhelm Zheng Sepi with one hand.

Zheng Sepi's pushed legs shoveled the muddy ground and kept retreating.

However, his expression did not change at all: "There is no need to worry, Zheng Qian can handle Roosevelt."

Luo Xia laughed out loud: "Are you talking in your sleep? He is one of the ten war kings. Just that kid Zheng Qian?"

"That's right."

"Huh? Why do you think so?"

Zheng Sepi smiled and said, "Because of trust."

"Trust?" Luo Xia felt incredible.

"Ang, trust me. Zheng Qian said he can handle it, so I believe he can handle it! Just like he believes I can handle you."

"That's nonsense."

"Of course it's impossible for someone like you to understand!"

At this point, Zheng Sepi's eyes changed.

The malaise of LSP in the past has been wiped away.

Instead, there were eyes as bright as torches.

"Varied……"

Rorschach was shocked.

Zheng Sepi's strength actually began to increase dramatically.

what happened?

How could his power be...

"Drink ah ah ah!"

A loud roar of thunder!

Zheng Sepi cut off the sword with great force.

The blade scraped sparks like electric welding on the Rorschach steel spear.

"Uh-huh..."

Luo Xia staggered and was knocked back several steps by him.

Looked up.

Zheng Sepi swung his sword, and boiling fighting spirit evaporated from his body.

"You betrayed my trust in you, and the oath we made when we were six years old. Today we are done with our relationship. Let's end it, Rorschach!"

Zheng Sepi's roar was deafening, and the soil under his feet was dry and scorched with his fierce fighting spirit.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

"Ahem!"

Finally landing on the ground, his legs shoved him backwards for dozens of meters before stopping.

Roosevelt remained defensive.

On the heavy-duty Nodachi sword in his hand, there was a small area that was as red as a soldering iron.

He was a little surprised.

Being kicked more than three hundred meters away?

I?

Just a bronze level?

No injuries though.

But since becoming the war king, Roosevelt never took a step back in any battle.

Today, I was kicked more than three hundred meters away by a bronze-level adventurer.

boom!

Not far in front of him, the bronze-level adventurer also followed closely and landed heavily on the ground.

He made a big hole in the lawn.

With his hands in his pockets, his center of gravity was a little unstable. Zheng Qian sprained his foot and stumbled forward several steps.

"Wuhu, you flew further than I budgeted."

Zheng Qian joked.

Roosevelt's face looked extremely ugly at this moment.

Injuried?

Such a level of attack, and he had already parried it, how could he be injured as the King of War?

Roosevelt was angry that this bronze, who knew nothing about the heights of the sky, had strength beyond imagination, and even kicked him so far.

"Zhaoyu, you dare to kick the scabbard of my holy sword to pieces. Don't expect a happy death today!"

Zheng Qian shrugged, pointed to his heavy nodachi, which was three meters long and had a blade more than a foot wide, and asked: "Is that your holy sword?

Is there no nine-year compulsory education in Eagle Valley? Can't tell the difference between swords and swords? "

"Stop talking, you bastard!"

boom!

The clear sky turned red instantly as Roosevelt roared.

The ground trembled violently, and a red light shot into the sky.

His whole body was covered with fighting spirit as hot as magma. Roosevelt's anger had already crossed the critical point of explosion at this moment!

The heavy nodachi in his hand shook.

The blade suddenly glowed a golden red color like molten iron.

"You don't know how high the sky is in terms of bronze. Today, I'm going to let you see the power of the Great War King, the ten most powerful people in the world."

Just by releasing his fighting spirit, the violent wind blew away a layer of bark from the surrounding trees.

However, in the face of this force, Zheng Qian muttered in a dull tone: "This line has a strong smell of fish."

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