Medieval Riding and Cutting Record

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"Hey, what are you two doing!" A guard walked over to try to interfere in the conflict between the two.

But Daisy was stopped by the ponytail, and waved him back to his post.

Seranis walked to Corleone and said, "Do you want to do something with me? A low-level brawler who is overwhelming."

"Yes, I want to see if the strength of the legendary gladiator is so powerful."

Then Corleone slammed his fist out, the terrifying power of this fist was enough to penetrate the iron shield.

But Seranis reacted faster and dodged the rough attack quickly. He stepped around, as if stepping on a beautiful dance step, easily jumping behind Corleone.

This is a move unique to [War Dancers]. They use gorgeous and elegant offensive methods to surround the enemy, and even spin and rush forward with their toes. Before the opponent can reflect, they have been cut open by the war dancers.

It's just that Seranis held only a wooden knife in his hand, which did not cause any harm to Corleone, but he felt that his behavior should be enough. This wooden knife was placed by Corleone's throat.

A person of acquaintance should know the difference between the two, but he just ran into Corleone who had been baptized by the blood gang.

Corleone thought quickly: "He really is strong enough, this kind of speed is really amazing."

And Corleone didn't stop there. He needed to continue to test out more of the legendary gladiator's strength. Although this half-elf was annoying, it might also pull him into the escape plan.

He turned around to fight back. The whip leg that turned around was quite powerful. If an ordinary person was kicked by Corleone's thigh, the bones would definitely be shattered, just as easily as a building block being pushed down.

But his speed seems to be a lot slower for Seranis. The reaction and muscles of this war dancer have received strict training, which comes from the teachings of his mother, an outstanding legendary war dancer master.

Seranis bounced reflexively and escaped Corleone's heavy blow at the very moment of the shot. Then he turned around in midair and hit Corleone in the head the moment he fell on the table.

This kick used all his strength, and Seranis thought that the beastman was trying to make him famous, so he planned to teach him an unforgettable lesson.

With Corleone's ability to react, he couldn't hide from the half-elf's attack, and the barefoot girl kicked him in the face fiercely.

Seranis wanted to withdraw his left foot, but was held tightly by Corleone with his hands. His strength could not cause any harm to Corleone. After all, Corleone's physique was far beyond mortal, unless he was using a weapon.

"You..." Seranis thought Corleone would throw him to the ground, but the fact was beyond his expectation.

Corleone released his hand and took a half step back. He laughed at the half-elf and said, "Your feet are a bit stinky, hahaha!"

When Seranis heard these words, his face flushed with anger, and his whole body trembled: "You, you are talking nonsense!"

"Ah! Even though your Excellency has stinky feet, I still love you deeply!" Caroline yelled softly, trying to rush into the half-elf's arms.

"I am not! I don't! Don't talk nonsense!" For Seranis, who likes to be clean and perfumed, Corleone's words are extremely insulting, no less than he was defeated in the arena.

"Stop it all! This is not the place where you fight, take the black-haired guy out."

An instructor walked in and asked several guards to take Corleone away.

Accompanied by the sound of "crashing", Corleone hurriedly stuffed the delicious food on the table into his mouth, and the two guards beside him couldn't move.

"Okay, let's go." After dozens of seconds, Corleone had a full interval. His talent [The pleasure of eating] has risen to level 2. This special talent can be upgraded, as long as you eat enough. Can gain experience.

Now his speed of eating and digesting has been improved a lot.

"What a vulgar guy." Seranis' anger has not subsided, but now he just wants to go back to the room quickly, and then smell whether he has foot odor. . .

"What a half-elf who wants face." Corleone was brought back to the cell while whistling, the old fish head still lying in the sewage.

"Wow, it smells good, you guys had a big meal today!" asked the goblin on the opposite side.

"It's okay, I ate something good, old fish head, would you like to try it?"

With that said, Corleone took out a few small snacks from his arms, which he had just brought them easily.

The old fish head opened one eye and took a piece of pastry from Corleone's hand.

The goblin clutched the iron fence with both hands, and his saliva flowed out: "Wow! Can you give me one! From now on, you will be my eldest brother or my dad!"

Corleone threw a small piece of pastry in his hand: "Damn, I don't want multiple sons, I will give you this piece."

"Thank you dad!"

"Am I..."

"Wow, old man, how do you grab something to eat with me!" Before the goblin got the cake for a second, he was taken away by his roommate ~www.readwn.com~ that old man with a broken arm.

"Dad, give me another piece!"

"You call me again to try?" Corleone roared angrily.

"If you feel dissatisfied, let me call you Grandpa!"

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In this way, 15 days passed quickly, and the newcomer's "first show" was about to happen, but for Corleone, it should be the second time to enter the arena.

The few newcomers at the bottom of the row were used as rations for the monsters. The opponents they encountered this time were several times stronger than the Fierce Toads. I am afraid that the 10 Fierce Toads are not its opponents.

Today just caught up with the big league once every three months, and the legendary gladiators will play, so the arranged monsters will be stronger.

Now Corleone and his squad have a total of 6 people, plus another 6 people, and a total of 12 people have to deal with this powerful monster together.

The big arena is full of spectators, and the sound of 100,000 people is quite lively. They all look forward to the new brawlers, how they plan to deal with today's monsters.

The monster currently walking on the court is named [Blue-footed Dragon Basilisk], which is a super-sized monster, and it can be said that most of the warriors have no chance to win.

The 40-foot-long (about 12 meters) giant is covered with hard, strip-like scales. The color is cyan to dark blue, and it turns white only when it reaches the abdomen.

It looks like a snake, but has 12 legs and moves much faster than a giant python.

The head of the green-footed dragon basilisk is more like a crocodile, with curved sharp horns on the top of the head, but it is not lethal, just the protrusions of the scales.

The most terrifying thing is that it will spit lightning from its mouth at an interval of 1 time per minute. This is where it is terrible. . .