Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

Collect rent? What rent do you charge?

In Stone City, Hyde looked at Wuming warily, We didn't promise to share your taxes.

As soon as Wuming appeared at the gate of Shidong City, he alerted the city defense army.

These soldiers still remembered the scene where Wuming was strategizing on the wall to retreat the 100,000 coalition troops, and they gave Wuming considerable respect and reverence. Make Wuming very comfortable.

Although I have been an unknown hero for a long time, it is still very comfortable to be flattered and complimented by others. Wuming sighed with emotion.

Kenneth Hyde, the prime minister of Nimgefu, also arrived immediately to greet Wuming. But upon hearing Wuming's intention, he immediately became alert.

Hyde said: Although you are the great hero who saved Stone City, it is impossible for us to agree to 20% of the tax. That will collapse the city's finances and will eventually lead to destruction...

Hyde explained the pros and cons to Wuming in a sincere manner.

Don't worry, I'm not worried about your taxes. Wuming interrupted Hyde, I'm here to find someone.

The city lord is away and has gone to the countryside to inspect. Hyde said.

I'm not looking for Neferi. Wuming said.

Who are you looking for? Hyde was curious.

Anxin, I won't trouble you Stone City, it's my private matter. Wuming waved to Hyde, Why are you so idle? Nefeli is gone, aren't you busy?

How busy you are. I heard you are coming, so I have to come over. Hyde said, Is everything okay?

I'll come to you if I need anything. Wuming said, Go and do your work. I'll wander around your city for a while.

When Wuming came to Stone City again this time, he found that it was much more prosperous than ever before. This place no longer looks like a royal fortress, but more like a city for the common people.

During peacetime, all the wealth of Nimgefu exploded, and it is concentrated here.

Wuming was heartbroken to see it.

Grek, you deserve to die. Wuming covered his chest, still thinking about the 20% of his taxes that were already in heaven.

It's impossible for a normal monarch to agree to your request. The clone said with tears on Wuming's shoulder.

Wuming shook away tears:

That's all, it's prosperous here and my caravan can have enough to eat.

Wuming walked majestically from the city gate and entered the city, like a general reviewing his soldiers, waiting to see his caravan passing by to welcome him.

Wuming was dumbfounded when he entered.

Where are my employees? The nameless spinning top spun in circles, looking around for the employees of his caravan.

He found them, but they were few and far between. There were only a few shops here and there, which was far different from the scene he imagined taking up most of the shops in Stone City, with eclipse emblems all along the aisles.

Stone City is still prosperous, with many merchants and shops, but the flags and coats of arms erected in the shops are messy and different. It seems that there are merchants belonging to any caravan.

Wu Ming looked for a store without belief and asked the merchants where it belonged. The answer he got was not his old Pachi store.

How could this happen? Wuming couldn't believe it, Didn't Stone City have so many caravans before?

That was the war period. The businessman chatted to Wuming. During the war, only those who were bold and dared to make war fortunes dared to do business. But now it is after the war. Everything is waiting for things to be done. Opportunities are everywhere.

Wuming seemed to be holding on to his last hope and asked:

When you make money, will you give it to Patch's old store?

What the hell? The caravan felt Wuming's words were unreasonable, Why should we give it to them? At most we can give Stone City some taxes.

Wuming walked back to the street dejectedly. The bustling street was full of enthusiastic hawking sounds, and the sound was like basins of cold water poured on his head.

I lit the fire, but I couldn't control it. Wuming wiped away tears.

You have to give people some soup. said the mocking teardrop.

Now I'm the one eating the soup. Wuming was indignant and puzzled. It doesn't make sense. My caravan should have preferential treatment in Stone City. How can it not be able to compete with these new caravans?

Wuming found his employee and asked him in detail.

It is true that Stone City does not charge our taxes. The nameless businessman said, But Stone City's taxes are not much in the first place, and our business cannot cover all aspects. There are many areas that we are not aware of, and others have taken advantage of us first. It will be difficult to get in again.”

The businessman spread his hands: Our scale is limited, and it is impossible to control every aspect.

So the fields we originally entered were pretty good? Wuming breathed a sigh of relief.

The businessman thought for a while: There are exceptions.

For example, our caravan was originally responsible for building the bridge, but because there were too many prisoners of war to build the bridge after the war, these prisoners of war formed several factions based on the lords and armies they originally attached to. Although they were still prisoners of war, due to the large number, we The control is limited. After all, even if we can provide technology and supervision, the labor force is in the hands of these people. If they are not satisfied, we can only give in.

They are unruly people, they are unruly people. Wuming said sadly, I spared their lives, and they actually repaid me like this. Do you have any sense of being a slave of a prisoner of war?

After a few curses, Wuming lost his temper and had no intention of taking any measures to regain his position. He looked at the businessman listlessly:

Then except for this exception, there is nothing else, right?

There is another one, the businessman said. There is a caravan that is very powerful. They lower the prices of some goods even more severely than we do. Even in the areas where we are good at, we are beaten a bit by them.

Wuming was stunned: We don't have taxes, right?

Yes, but the other party's price is lower than ours. The businessman said, And from the survey, the other party's cost is similar to ours. We guess they are selling at a loss.

Will it last long? Wuming didn't believe it.

Facing tigers, all we need to do is run faster than our companions. The businessman said, If they can wear us down, they will be able to survive for a long time. At worst, they will raise prices in the future. No one will compete anyway.

Wuming frowned: This requires a lot of financial resources. What caravan has such strength? We are the first big caravan in the border area. It can't be that those big caravans that were buried alive in the past can crawl out of the ground again. Alright?

No. The businessman was convinced. We businessmen are just the remnants of the big caravan. Those caravans are not like wandering people.

Wuming asked: What kind of caravan is it?

Their coat of arms is a flower, called Lycoris Caravan. The businessman said, Boss, are you going to cause trouble?

How could I, a civilized person, do that kind of thing? Wuming said, Let's go.

Boss, where are you going?

Go collect a protection fee first, Wuming said.

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Of course, the protection fee is not collected from those caravans. The purpose of Wuming coming to Stone City is that the tax collection he refers to is the arena.

To be precise, it was Mugram, the knight of Kaliya.

A million, a million.

Thinking that he would be able to harvest one million runes soon, Wuming Hao felt much better.

Then he was stopped by the guard at the door.

What are you doing? Wuming looked at the doorman.

Buy a ticket. The guard said.

When will the entrance to the arena be charged? Wuming was stunned.

Normally there is no charge, but today there is Mugram. The guard said proudly, The charge is to give you a chance, otherwise there will be no seats in this arena.

Wuming thought for a while, he came to Mugram to ask for money, but he didn't meet him yet, so he wanted to pay a ticket first?

I'm not here to watch the game, I'm here to see Mugram. Wuming explained.

How many people do you think are coming to watch the game? the doorman said. A bunch of people bought tickets just to watch Mugram.

No, I'm asking him for money——

Buy a ticket. The doorman interrupted.

Wuming stared: Do you know who I am? I am -

Buy a ticket! The guard interrupted again.

Wuming choked, pointed at the guard, turned around and left.

After a while, he came over with a ticket and waved it viciously in front of the guard:

You dare not let me in!? You dare not let me in?!

The guard took back the halberd blocking the door, looked forward, ignored Wuming, and whispered: There is something wrong.

Wuming gestured with his fist at the door and walked into the arena. After entering, he did not forget to show his hand and wave his fist at the guard.

The customer is the supreme will. I don't even understand this kind of thing, and I'm still doing business. Walking in the tunnel, Wuming was still complaining to the clone Teardrop.

Walking out of the tunnel, a sound interrupted Wuming's words.

The arena was crowded with people.

Even if you need to pay for a ticket, it is extremely lively here, with countless golden people shouting one person's name like crazy.

The host stood on the high platform and introduced the king of the arena to people:

Welcome to the arena! Today we will once again witness this miracle worker, the king of the arena, the elegant god of death! He comes from Lienia, a strong man chosen by the Queen of the Full Moon. He has unparalleled speed and strength, the most awe-inspiring existence! Today he will once again prove his strength and show us what a real winner is! I don’t need to introduce his name anymore, now please shout out his name!”

Mugram, Mugram... The auditorium was packed with people, and everyone shouted the same name together, and the entire arena was trembling.

Xiao Mu is doing pretty well. Wuming stood at the edge of the arena and watched. When he saw a food vendor nearby, he went over to buy some.

How do you sell these skewers? Wuming asked.

Two thousand runes, the stall owner said.

So expensive? Wuming looked at the little bit of food as if he had seen a ghost, You are really good at business, better than me.

Wuming noticed that the emblem on the merchant's stall was a bright red blooming amaryllis, which was bright and dangerous.

Do you understand? This is a popular place, especially on days when there is Mugram. It is a crowded place. It takes a lot of effort for me to come in. The businessman rolled his eyes at him, Just bring it if you don't want it. Go outside and find something to eat by yourself.

Wuming pinched his nose and gave it to Lu En, then threw the food into his mouth.

Wuming threw a piece of food to the artificial teardrop on his shoulder and asked him to help analyze the taste and ingredients. After hearing the data reported by the artificial teardrop, he said angrily: It's more profitable than me. I even put serious spices. So envious—so excessive!”

The nameless complaints were drowned in the cheers, and Mugram came out.

He was still wearing the gorgeous and exquisite Kalia knight armor, and he behaved politely and elegantly, making his tightly wrapped face full of mystery and attraction.

Mugram's opponent was a mountain demon with an ugly face and vulgar manners. He took advantage of Mugram's salute and rushed towards him.

This move immediately attracted boos from many people.

But there were also many people cheering and shouting for the Troll to kick the Knight's ass hard.

Supporters on both sides even shouted and cursed from afar.

Wuming noticed that there was a clear difference between the supporters on both sides. Most of those who supported Mugram were girls and golden people in gorgeous costumes, while those who supported the Troll Demon were mostly dressed as civilians.

Wuming observed for a moment and found that many people who supported the mountain demon didn't even know the mountain demon's name. They simply didn't like Mugram and hoped that someone could teach him a lesson.

The two sides couldn't get enough of the scolding, so they bought lottery tickets to support their gladiators.

Looking at the field again, Mugram and the Mountain Demon were really fighting back and forth, and there were dangers everywhere.

From the unknown point of view, this is of course Mugram's pretense, but in some places he seems to be overdoing it. Many times, deliberately selling flaws may really put yourself in danger.

Wuming observed the battle in the arena and gradually understood.

He stood up leisurely, walked to the merchant selling gambling tickets, and noticed that there was also a Lycoris sign on his side.

How did you sell this ticket? Wuming went over to ask.

The businessman gave Wuming a scroll:

The odds are written on it. You can make your own choice. As the battle progresses, you won't be able to buy many of them. The odds also change at any time. If you want to buy, hurry up. The further you go, the more you will lose.

Wuming looked at the scroll:

Mugram's odds are so low... No, there is almost no option for the opponent to win.

Of course, Mugram is the top player in the arena, and it's almost impossible for him to lose. The businessman said, So the most popular choice here is which move he wins, which move can become the decisive move, and which move is the final move? Signature move...

Wuming looked at the scroll and was amused: How many times do you need to block in one round?

This is Mr. Mu's unique skill, the businessman said. It's only the gorgeousness of technique that makes it enjoyable to watch.

The odds of blocking are very high. Wuming said.

Isn't that great? This is a mountain monster, and no one can block the mountain monster's sword. The businessman said, Although everyone likes to see Mugram perform miracles, it would be wiser to support them with money. .”

I think some people are really looking forward to him losing. Wuming said, Don't those people support him with money?

Many of those people made the wrong bet and lost their entire fortune. Naturally, they don't like Mr. Mu, but they will still buy Mr. Mu when it's time to buy him, the businessman said.

Interesting. Wuming said, Then let me support the miracle.

You want to bet that he can block the mountain monster's sword? The businessman was stunned.

Wuming nodded.

How much do you want to buy? The businessman seemed shocked.

I don't want to buy much. Wuming said, It's just what you want.

How many does it mean? the businessman asked.

One thousand runes, buy him a sword that can block the mountain monster once. Wuming took out a rune and handed it to the merchant, It's not much, right?

No more, no more. The businessman smiled and accepted a thousand runes and handed the gambling note to Wuming.

Wuming took it and put it into the bag nonchalantly.

The battle is fierce, not long but definitely not fleeting, leaving the audience with a long period of enjoyment and fun.

In the end, Mugram won. The most amazing thing was that he actually blocked the mountain monster's sword, which became his decisive move. People who speculated that he would end the battle with a stabbing sword or a sword. They all guessed wrong, but most people didn't complain because they witnessed an exciting enough battle and didn't go bankrupt gambling.

Wuming got 50,000 runes and went to Mugram happily.

When I got to the door, I was stopped again.

Stop, who is that? At the entrance of the arena, two knights' halberds crossed, blocking Wuming's path. There is also a Lycoris crest on the knight's heart guard.

I'm looking for Mugram. Wuming said, Please let me know.

A group of girls suddenly emerged from behind Wuming, each holding a scroll or clothes in front of them:

We are also looking for Mugram.

Go, go, don't disturb the warrior's rest. The knight shouted.

Wuming squeezed between the two waves of people, adjusted his helmet, and felt that his feet were no longer on the ground.

The enthusiastic fans fought with the Cavaliers several times. Before the fans' enthusiasm dissipated, Wuming escaped first.

It wasn't until a large number of soldiers came out to drive people away that the fans reluctantly left.

Wuming stepped forward and said to the soldiers:

I'm not here to ask for his autograph. Wuming said, I'm here to ask for money. Mugram owes me one million runes.

The knights looked at each other and smiled:

What a coincidence, there are quite a few people asking for money from him, but not many want as much as you do.

Tell him and tell him that the atonement priest is here. Wuming said, He will know.

I just finished fighting and I can't stand anymore. Why can't you let me take a good rest? the knight said.

Wuming was helpless: You guys can't get in the oil and salt, do you have to ask me to find Haide for such a trivial matter?

It's useless even if you really find Prime Minister Hyde. The knight said, We are not affiliated with Stone City. The arena has been contracted by our caravan.

Can the arena also be contracted?

The knight said: King Neferi is traveling all day long and no longer takes care of the arena, so she leaves it to others to take care of.

No wonder the atmosphere in this arena feels a bit strange... Wuming said, How can I meet Mugram?

If you must see him, you can go to a gladiatorial fight. The knight looked at Wuming's small body with contempt. When you win a few times, and then when Mugram goes to fight, it will be your turn.

Wuming was kicked out and stood outside staring inside:

You owe money to such a big name? Is it the uncle who owes money?

Strictly speaking, he doesn't owe you money. Mimic Teardrop said, It's just that he needs to spend money when he wants to make atonement from you, and he hasn't made atonement yet.

Say less. Wuming stuffed the bag into the mouth of the avatar Teardrop and blocked his mouth.

Wuming circled the arena, trying to find a way to see Mugram.

He noticed that there was an area high up in the arena where no one was sitting, and it was obviously empty.

Where is that location? Wuming asked an audience member.

That's the VIP seat. the audience said.

A seat for Neferi and the others? Wuming said.

Most of the time, it is prepared for the owners of gladiators. The audience said, Sometimes there will be really powerful foreign gladiators, and behind them stand a powerful lord or boss. At that time, the arena boss and Those people will sit there, waiting for their warriors to decide the winner. At this time, it is often a real sword fight, the kind that goes on to the death.

Can these powerful lords meet gladiators?

Of course. The audience was a little envious when they said this, Oh, I also want to see those heroic and powerful warriors up close.

Wuming sat back, he had an idea.

As a big boss, if I find a gladiator, I can meet Mugram. Wuming hammered his palms.

I don't understand. Mimic Teardrop said, With your strength, can't you just hit it in directly?

Wuming was a little lazy: There are ready-made coolies, why do you have to work hard yourself?

Ready-made coolies? asked Teardrop, Where are they?

Wuming turned his head, looked at the simulated teardrops on his shoulder, and smiled.

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Is this reasonable?

In a hotel, a shapeless viscous object in front of Wuming spoke, Why do you want me to come in?

I'm just taking you with me. Wuming said, If you don't want to go with me, who will?

But I need to imitate to produce combat effectiveness. Mimic Teardrop said, And I can't imitate you, let alone imitate the enemy on the field. Then my identity will be exposed.

You've been with me for a long time. Wuming said, You should have seen a lot of strong people, right? Just change according to their moves.

But that Kalia Knight is also a hero-level warrior. Who can I imitate to defeat him? said the replica teardrop.

Who told you to defeat him? Wuming said, Go and get beaten up by him. Then I can meet him naturally.

No. Mimic Teardrop refused, I am the king, how can I lose.

Didn't you lose to me a long time ago? Wuming said.

I lost to myself. Mianyin said with tears in his eyes.

Seeing that Mianyi Teardrop was unwilling to admit defeat, Wuming did not force him.

Then you become like Millicent. Wuming said, She is quite strong.

Many people here probably know her. Mimic Teardrop said, If she is discovered, it will be very troublesome.

Wu Ming thought for a moment: Let's do this. I'll carve it out for you to make sure no one can recognize you - you change according to my instructions.

Wuming gave instructions while holding the face of the replica Teardrop with his hands, occasionally carving it with the sword blade.

After struggling for a long time, Wuming straightened up and let out a long breath:

okay.

A silver mirror stretched out from the feet of the imitating teardrop and stood in front of him, reflecting his appearance.

This is a woman with long crescent-white hair, a slim-fitting black lace skirt, a black shawl, and a wrap wrapped into a bowl, with only her fingers exposed, and her feet are also dressed in the same way.

There is a gorgeous and exquisite silver eye-covering crown covering the eyes.

If you can see it with the blindfold on, just look in the mirror. Wuming said.

I can scan it. The woman made a clearer voice, and she spun around, her long skirt flying, Who is this?

My former witch. Wuming said, Don't worry, I definitely don't recognize her - if someone recognizes her, that would be great.

Am I a mage? the imitation teardrop asked.

No, it's a soldier. Wuming handed over a weapon.

A thick iron sword with a spiral blade, like red molten iron.

Where did you take it out from? Mianyin was stunned with tears.

When I first entered the hotel, I passed the stick they used to dig out the ashes from the fireplace. I made it with ease. Wuming said, I made use of it.

Mimic Teardrop took the big sword and weighed it twice.

Wuming looked at the shape of the imitation teardrop and clapped his hands:

Okay, let's think about your name next. I'll think about it...

Ashmi, just call me Ashmi. said the imitation teardrop.

Ashmi. Wuming said, I'll hit you once, and you remember it.

…

Wuming brought Asmi to the arena again.

There is no competition at this time. If you want to buy tickets, be sure to queue up early the day after tomorrow. The guard said to Wuming, but kept looking at Asumi behind Wuming.

From the aesthetic point of view of the golden people, the woman transformed by Ashmi is quite beautiful. Half of her face hidden by the crown is clean and beautiful, and her figure is slim.

What didn't match that figure was a red iron sword in his hand.

This arena is being contracted by... the owner of the Lycoris Caravan, right? Wuming got straight to the point, Let me introduce you, I am the owner of Pachi's store. I have a powerful warrior here who would like to learn from you. The top one - Mugram.

You called Mugram like a dancer. The guard was displeased.

A fighter against match-fixing? Wuming smiled, Since it's a performance, why not call her a dancer?

What did you say? The guard was unhappy.

Do you want to deny it? Then your best way is to let him hit me hard in the face with his strength. Wuming said.

Sword fights can lead to death. The guard looked at Asumi.

Wuming smiled confidently and said, It's not like I'm going to die - I'm not going to play.

Such specifications are different from those watching the excitement. The guard said, If you bring people here like this, you are betting with the boss, at least the starting price is one million.

Wuming smiled calmly again, turned to Asumi and said:

Why don't you go back?

Ashimi was speechless: Didn't you insist on coming here yourself?

Wuming felt a little regretful: I should have taught you something more powerful if I had known.

Wuming finally paid the money obediently. He believed that Ashimi would not let him down.

If you dare to fail, I will sell you to stop your losses. Wuming said gloomily.

Is there such a good thing? Ashimi said, I feel like I won't learn anything about becoming a king by following you.

Wuming thought: Se Lianque has a child with superior intelligence who is doing research on artificial life forms. I feel that you can provide her with a lot of inspiration.

Promise to complete the mission. Ashimi saluted Wuming.

Before meeting Mugram, Ashmi still needs to compete with several other fighters to evaluate her strength and set appropriate odds.

But this was just a formality. Wuming paid one million runes. This would be a direct competition between him and the boss behind the arena, and it would no longer have anything to do with the general public.

With this million runes, Wuming was finally lucky enough to meet the owner of the caravan.

This was a man who shrouded himself in a huge hood. He walked at a strange pace, tiptoeing slightly, as if he was walking a cat. The hood was huge, and only his chin could be vaguely seen. His skin was pale and full of gray beard.

What do you call him? Wuming sat at the VIP table and exchanged greetings with the owner of the Lycoris Caravan.

Asgar. The man answered.

Boss Aisjia, your business in Stone City is very big. Wuming said, I heard that your products are of high quality and low price. The same products can always win the favor of residents at a lower price.

Esgar raised his head slightly, just enough to look down at the warriors in the audience, but unable to see Wuming beside him:

Unknown boss, why don't you just enjoy the sword fight in peace.

I still care more about business. Wuming said, Sword fighting, what's there to care about?

It seems you have great confidence in your warriors.

Wuming said: Can't it be that I don't care about one million?

Judging from the fact that you care so much about your business, you don't seem to be such a wealthy person. Esgar said,

By the way, we can sell goods at lower prices because we have money and can afford to lose money.

Wuming choked.

Are you being considered poor? How dare he?

No one has the right to think that the owner of his old nameless Pachi shop is a rune-eater and poor!

Wuming glared at Esgar and pretended to care about the sword fight: Boss Esgar, who do you think will win?

Undoubtedly, it's Mugram. Esgar replied, He is a knight of Carlia, an elite force second only to the Knights of the Furnace of Lord Godfrey.

Esgar asked Wuming in return: I won't ask who you support, but where does that warrior of yours come from, and he dares to challenge the Kalia Knight?

It's just my personal assistant, nothing important. Wuming put on a nonchalant expression, It's just an employee I picked up by the bridge.

Wuming competed with Esgar on the stage, and Ashmi had already faced off against Mugram.

I haven't seen a lady here for a long time. She is still a warrior. Mugram said. Unfortunately, this is a sword fight. I'm afraid I have to hurt you, beautiful lady.

He said and gave Asumi a Kaliya knight salute.

Asumi casually grabbed the sword without any reaction.

Mugram approached Asmi with a long stride, took out the staff from his waist, and the magic sword thrust out from the pyroxene at the tip of the staff.

Asumi remained motionless. The tip of the magic sword stopped a few centimeters in front of her. The magic power extended to this distance and was no longer sustainable.

Mugram showed admiration under his helmet.

He can accurately judge the distance of attack. He is indeed a warrior. Mugram had already put on his sword and shield and rushed towards Asmi.

Asumi picked up the heavy sword and turned the sword.

But before Mugram could get close. The big sword had already struck down headfirst.

What is this doing? Mugram was a little confused. Didn't you judge the distance well? This is too amateurish...

While Mugram was thinking, he suddenly noticed that the hilt of Ashmi's sword was inlaid with a pyroxene, which was glowing.

The magic flow scattered towards Mugram like a rain of arrows.

To be so clever... Also, she's wearing a long skirt.

Mugram's opinion of the clever Asmi immediately dropped.

He is not afraid of magic attacks. His shield has a very high defense against magic. It is a sophisticated piece of equipment specially made to guard against magicians.

Mugram used his shield to block the scattered magic flow, and the long sword was already sent out from under the shield with smooth movements.

The flowing water met the rock, and the sword slashed with great force. The force was so strong that Mugram's knight's sword almost fell away.

Although the sword was not released, Mugram's arm had been swung away, and his chest was wide open.

Ashmi stretched out her bare feet wrapped in bandages and kicked Mugram's breastplate, sending him flying away.

Mugram spat out a mouthful of blood and felt like he had been hit by a bear.

Is this human power? He was a little confused.

Madam, what do you do? Mugram swallowed blood.

Ashimi swung his sword and said calmly:

You're thinking too much.

Mugram was in awe.

He has always been too relaxed in the arena. Now that he thinks about it, he actually thinks so much during the battle that he has nothing to do.

And the lady in front of her could actually see that her thoughts were confused.

What a powerful warrior this is.

Mugram was ashamed of his neglect:

I'm sorry, I insulted you and myself.

He put on a posture:

I will use all my strength to defeat you.

Before he finished speaking, the shadow of Asumi's long skirt had already enveloped him. She jumped over at extremely fast speed, and kicked him from a high position.

So fast--

Mugram raised his shield to block, but his hand went numb after only blocking for a moment.

He quickly put away his shield and blocked the coming sword with his long sword.

Fortunately, Ashmi was in the air when she flew over to kick him. He just picked up the big sword without much force and was blocked by Mugram.

Mugram had put the shield on his back, grabbed the staff with his left hand, condensed a small magic sword, and quickly swept it towards Asmi.

Ashmi followed the shield's kick, did a backflip to extend the distance, and dodged the Kalia Sword. Then he kicked off his feet and pounced on Mugram like a tiger, twisting and sweeping at the same time.

The huge sword light drew out the arc along with the flying long skirt. Mugram quickly lay down and felt the huge heat blowing from the top of the helmet.

Ashmi's spinning sweep failed, and Mugram finally gave Mugram a chance. He grabbed Ashmi's ankle, knocked down Ashmi who was turning and was unstable, and then raised his sword to chop.

What caught Mugram's eyes was the strange-shaped sword, with a spiral blade and curves all over the body.

The big sword spun around in Asmi's palm and came into contact with Mugram's sword, releasing all of Mugram's power and deflecting Mugram's sword away with great force.

Am I... being blocked? Mugram was confused for a moment.

He could only be stunned, his arm was swung away again, but the opponent's long sword was in his hand and ready to go.

Mugram only felt a sharp pain in his stomach. The strange spiral sword broke through his armor like a drill and pierced his stomach.

For a moment, all his strength and life dried up in his body. He lost all strength and knelt down.

Ashmi raised her foot and stepped on Mugram's shoulder, pulled out the sword, and stepped on Mugram's feet.

Before Ashmi let go of Mugram, she had already raised her sword and struck at Mugram's head.

Mugram tried his best to roll over, but his dodge distance could not cope with the attack range of the sword.

With a clang, Asumi's big sword was bounced away.

The shield on Mugram's back actually deflected Asmi's sword as it rolled with all its might.

Now that Mugram had turned around, he had thrust out the staff with all his strength. The magic sword penetrated Ashmi's body and thrust her into the air. Her loose braid was cut open by the sword, and her long hair was flying.

The magic power dissipated and Asumi fell from the air.

Mugram gasped and struggled to stand up with his sword.

Ahem...ma'am, you are a respected warrior, I will remember you——

Ashmi also climbed up, faster and easier than Mugram.

Relaxed as if nothing happened.

Mugram's eyes widened.

A gap was opened at Ashmi's waist, revealing a flat and smooth lower abdomen. There were no wounds or blood stains on it.

But Mugram clearly remembered that there was a wound just now, which meant that Asmi's wound healed as soon as she stood up.

Really not human? Mugram said.

You talk a lot. Asumi finally spoke again.

Mugram shook his head and thought no more.

This is the arena. Whether or not he is a human being does not affect his purpose. He must defeat the enemy in front of him.

But the serious injury to his abdomen made him understand that his chances were running out.

The battle must be ended before the physical strength is exhausted.

Use your strongest strength to completely kill the opponent.

Mugram roared and raised his knight's sword high.

The flow of magic power spread from the knight's sword, the straight sword turned into a big sword, and the big sword turned into a giant sword. The huge magic power was lifted up by Mugram and was about to hit Asmi.

Mugram just hoped that Asmi would not turn around and run away. He no longer had the strength to pursue her.

Ashimi did not run away, but also raised the sword high.

What is that... Mugram clearly saw flames igniting on the big sword.

Mugram didn't know what happened next. He only felt that the sea of ​​​​fire engulfed him.

After all, the sword that he had gathered all his strength was swept away by the flames before he could take action, and collapsed and dissipated.

Mugram only felt that his body was being enveloped by violent heat, blasting towards the sky, continuously and continuously, and finally blasted into the distance by an outstanding force.

Mugram's armor was scorched black and rolled around on the ground several times. In his blurred vision, he saw Asmi pulling out the sword from the ground and extinguishing the flames on the sword. The long black dress and long moon-white hair were blown by the heat wave. Dance.

Ashmi walked towards Mugram and stepped on Mugram's shoulder with her bare feet.

Gu, kill me. Mugram closed his eyes, You are the strongest female warrior I have ever seen, except for Lady Lenara. Losing to you does not lose the honor of a warrior. It's a pity that I didn't lose my honor as a warrior. I can no longer serve Lady Lenara...

You really talk a lot. Ashmi said, inserting the big sword next to Mugram's head, the golden light of prayer emitted from his hand, and pressed it on the wound on Mugram's lower abdomen.

Why... Mugram was surprised.

My boss will not allow you to die, Ashmi said. If you die, he will kill me.

Your boss... Mugram remembered that this was a sword fight with sponsors behind each.

His vision was blurred now, and the VIP seat was at the highest point of the arena, so he couldn't see the boss's face clearly.

Mugram suddenly spoke, without asking for the identity of the boss, but said:

Excuse me, what is your relationship with your boss?

Asumi thought for a while: Probably a personal bodyguard.

You must be a hero to be able to help a powerful warrior like you willingly. Mugram sighed with emotion.

The hero is sitting at the VIP table, with his nostrils raised to the sky:

Oh, I didn't expect that the follower I picked up on the roadside was quite powerful. I solved your top card so easily. Boss Esgar, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, haha. For these one million runes, I will Laughing at it, haha, haha, hahahaha.

Wuming smiled and prepared to put two large bags of runes into his waist.

Esgar's hand shaped like a vulture's claw was pressed on his bag of runes:

That soldier from the unknown boss is not a human, right?

You're not a human being, right? Wuming said, Can you join the battle even if you're not a mountain demon?

But before joining the war, you filled in the status of a human warrior. Esgar said, We are warriors who have fought continuously and know their weaknesses thoroughly.

Does the rule say that a gladiator's identity is not allowed to be concealed? Wuming said.

...No. Esgar said, But it's not good, it's very bad.

I think it's even worse for both sides to find their own people to play exhibition matches. Do you want me to tell this matter? Wuming tugged on the money bag, There are also deliberately inciting supporters to spend money to support their favorite gladiators. Something like that...

Wuming laughed: Oh, boss Aisjia won't let go, isn't it because... he can't afford the compensation?

Aisjia remained silent and stalemate with Wuming for a while, and finally let go of the money bag.

Wuming smiled and put away his money bag: I want to meet your knight, is that okay?

Just in time, I also want to see your warriors. Aisgar's voice was gloomy.

Mugram and Asmi were brought up.

Mugram saw Wuming at a glance:

you?

Me. Wuming leaned on the back of the chair. You're a big name, huh? It's so hard to see you now, huh?

Esgar said: Do you know each other?

To be honest, Boss Esgar. Wuming said, I introduced this guy to Stone City.

When Mugram saw Wuming, his expression became more relaxed:

There is no way, I can't get away.

Why do you have an agent now? The ring finger pointed at Esgar.

That's my boss. Mugram said expressionlessly. When I first came here, I wanted to accumulate millions of runes on my own. But I was discovered by him after just a few games. In order not to be exposed, I had to follow him. . Most of it was given to the boss, and one million runes were saved only recently.”

Mugram glanced over his head: What a shame...

So that's it. Wuming nodded, Just save it and come with me.

Where are you going? Asgar listened to the conversation between Wuming and Mugram. The more he heard, the more something was wrong. He quickly called the guards to stop Mugram.

One million runes were given to Wuming. Although it was not easy, as long as Mugram was still around, Esgar could earn it back.

But with these few words from Wu Ming, he was going to take Mugram away?

Unknown Boss, it's better for you to leave with one million. Esgar said, Mugram is better off staying here.

Have you signed the contract? Wuming asked Mugram.

What is the contract? Mugram asked.

Oh, this is a word my partner taught me...it's like a contract. Wuming said.

That contract is my sense of honor and shame. Mugram said.

Wuming looked at Aisjia: Look, you don't have a contract to bind him. You've squeezed enough of this guy's gambling. It's time to let him go.

What if I don't let go? Esgar asked.

The guards came over and surrounded Wuming and others.

Oh, don't do it, it will hurt the peace. Wuming said, And Boss Aisjia, after seeing the skills of my subordinates, are you really ready to attack?

She is stronger than Mugram, but her strength is limited. Esgar said, Do you think I have the means and strength to defend against Mugram?

Then the strength you have prepared is enough to keep my men and Mugram? Wuming said.

Mugram is seriously injured now, I can see that, Aisgar said.

If you answer this, then the answer is that you can't retain the combat power of two heroes? Wuming smiled.

He sat comfortably in his seat and looked around at the guards:

Boss Esgar, Mugram is here because he listened to my advice and wants to come here to save money to atone for his sins.

And he is willing to listen to my advice... Wuming raised the corner of his mouth, because he can't beat me.

Wuming looked at Esgar with a big smile:

Boss Esgar, are you willing to let us go now?