Heavy rain.
The rain, which had already begun to slow down, intensified again at dawn. On the uneven ground of the Fanged Mountains, puddles of all sizes accumulated.
A stone-gray mountain lizard came out of its cave and lay beside a puddle to drink water. The two eyes on the triangular head kept rolling, vigilantly observing the surroundings. Suddenly, the lizard retreated with lightning. In the next second, a powerful horse hoof stepped down, splashing the puddle where the lizard had just drawn water. In the rain, two black horses pulled a carriage straight. In front of the carriage, one could vaguely see a few particularly thick stone beams rising from the ground. They stretched out like teeth, and they also looked like stone bridges that were only half built.
That was the Grand Dueling Arena of the Fanged Mountains.
This was a natural venue, a rare open space in the Fanged Mountains. Around this irregular circular field, there were four or five huge stone fangs. They were natural spectator seats.
The carriage circled around the irregular stone pillars that rose from the ground and drove into the Grand Dueling Arena. The coachman raised his head, took off his wide-brimmed hat, and shook it. He narrowed his eyes and said, "This damn weather." Then he said to the carriage behind him in a deep voice, "Lord Allen, we're here."
The door of the carriage opened, and Allen jumped off the ground with Gojoseon in his arms. He then tied his saber to his back and looked at the arena and sighed, "I didn't expect there to be such a place."
"Only the top ten pirate groups in the Land of Darkness have the qualifications to use this place. However, very few people use it. After all, the top ten rankings rarely fluctuate, and there are very few duels. The most recent time was seven years ago, when Wies challenged Joy here. As for the result … "The coachman smiled without saying a word. Now that Joy was still the uncrowned king of the Land of Darkness, the result was obvious.
A burst of laughter suddenly sounded, "Isn't that Potala? When did the general of the Unable become a coachman? "
The driver was General Potala. When he heard that, his gaze fell on a rock cliff on the west side. There were several people standing on top of the stone fang. The person in the lead was dressed in a light muslin dress that could not conceal her graceful bearing. She was the leader of the Kuroh female bandits, Black Viper. Beside her was her old flame, Rega. Beside each of them stood a female thief with an umbrella. Behind them, Black Feather's men and horses surged onto the stone fangs one after another, occupying the natural stone bridge that stretched into the air.
"That's Hei Teng." Budara simply stated the identity of the other party before laughing loudly, "Whoever can beat me to the point that I don't even have a temper like Lord Allen, I can drive for anyone." Why don't you give it a try, Black Viper? But I think you only have one or two percent chance of winning in bed. Unfortunately, I only like young women, so I'll never be able to meet you on that battlefield. "
A curse immediately came from Kuroh's side, and even the sound of the rain could not cover it up. On the other hand, Hei Teng did not get angry at all. She smiled indifferently and said, "What's so good about a young woman? General Potala, when you try my methods, I'm afraid you can't wait to merge your impossible people into my Kuroh so that you can taste me every day."
"What a thick skin." Potala cursed softly, but he was too lazy to reply. It was useless to say more about this kind of war of words. He whispered to Allen, "Kuroh is here, and the others are probably not far away. I'll go first, Lord Allen. I won't say anything unnecessary. Let's drink together on the Evil Tooth Barrier tonight! "
"Then I need to prepare more." Allen smiled.
The carriage fell off the bucket and drove towards a stone tooth on the south side. That was the spectator stand for those who were unable to watch the battle. The stone fangs were already crowded with people. Four executives led a hundred or so elites of the unable onto the stone bridge.
Allen retracted his gaze from Potala, and his mind remained calm. Potala spoke heroically and with a sincere tone. However, Allen knew that the general of the unable was not someone who could be subdued so easily. Speaking of which, none of the people who could climb to the top four would be simple. Potala's superficial display of goodwill was nothing more than shock from the battle in Heavenly Blood Berlin, and he hoped to borrow his strength to change the situation in the Land of Darkness.
Allen was sure that if he lost today. Not only would Potala not help him, he would even add insult to injury. If he wanted these unruly people to be willing to be used by him, it would depend on the outcome of today's battle. Only absolute strength could suppress them. After that, he had to use benefits to tie these people together with his interests. Only then would he be able to achieve the goal of this trip.
Today\'s duel was the first step and the most important step. Everything that had happened before was just to pave the way for this step.
At this time, Wies\ 'Funeral Shadow appeared on the east side of the stone fangs. As a result, only the south side, which belonged to the War Wolf, was still empty.
It was still raining.
Regis and Lola stood on the stone bridge of the unable, looking down from above and seeing the entire arena. Miro hid behind them, and a few Azure Dragon Knight lined up to separate the Unable Man\'s men. The priest held an umbrella and stared at the south, "They haven\'t come yet. Those wolf bandits won\'t have stage fright, will they?"
Lola smiled but didn\'t say anything. Regis shook his head and said, "They will definitely come unless War Wolf doesn\'t want to continue in the Land of Darkness." Joy had been running it for so many years, so he wouldn\'t give up. Allen had set such a trap for him that he had no choice but to enter. What else could he do but accept the challenge? Just wait patiently. "
As soon as he finished speaking, Lola whispered, "He\'s here!"
Almost everyone looked towards the south side of the arena at the same time, only to see a group of two hundred people riding horses majestically towards the arena. Joey drove his warhorse, which was pulled by several horses, into the field with rolling wheels. The two hundred Wolf Bandits rushed onto the stone bridge on the south side with their horses. When the front riders were about to reach the finish line, they suddenly reined in their horses. For a moment, there were countless horse hisses, but all the warhorses stopped. Their paces were almost the same, showing the transcendent skills of War Wolf in horse warfare, causing the expressions of the other three bandits to turn heavy.
After the last horse hiss disappeared, there was only the sound of rain in the arena. Joy stared at Allen from hundreds of meters away and nodded, "I haven\'t been here for a long time. Seven years ago, Wies challenged me here. Of course, he failed. I didn\'t expect that seven years later, someone would stand here again. Tell me, who will be the last one standing today? "
He raised his voice sharply in the last sentence, and his voice echoed in the arena.
On the stone fangs behind Joy, the roars of the Wolf Bandits suddenly sounded, "Joy! Undying Joy! "
The sound waves were overwhelming.
Allen smiled as he watched Joy perform like a show. He slowly pulled out Gojoseon from behind his back and flicked his finger on the blade. With a loud sound, Gojoseon let out a crisp cry. His voice broke through metal and stone, instantly suppressing the cries of the werewolves.
Joy\'s expression changed slightly.
The sound of the blade did not stop, suppressing the werewolves to stop cheering for Joy. Only then did he hear Allen say, "What\'s with all the nonsense? Joy, I\'ll only ask you, do you dare to fight? "
Joy narrowed his eyes and nodded. "Kid, you don\'t have to go back today!"
His aura suddenly rose.
The Destroyer\'s warhammer behind the chariot shot into the air, but Joy\'s aura suppressed the chariot. The chariot groaned and fell apart. The warhorses at the front were like mountains pressing down on them. Their hooves scratched the ground in vain, but their hooves broke under the pressure of the invisible force field. Their bones fractured and their flesh cracked, finally turning into several piles of meat paste.
Joy landed on the ground and caught the Destroyer. His killing intent soared as he strode toward Allen. He did not walk quickly, but with every step, his aura climbed a little. Qi continued to accumulate like a torrent. Even the surrounding spectators felt a great pressure, let alone Allen, who was the first to bear the brunt.
Allen felt his chest tighten as he thought to himself that this veteran expert really did have some tricks up his sleeve. Not to mention his battle skills, the aura of Origin Energy was real. Otherwise, he wouldn\'t have been able to give him such pressure. Allen took a deep breath, and when he exhaled again, a few wisps of flames flickered. His heart pumped vigorously, pushing his blood and Heavenly Fire Origin Energy along his blood vessels to every corner of his body.
As soon as the Origin Energy moved, the pressure that Joy exerted on him lightened. In an instant, Origin Energy circulated three times in Allen\'s body, and his chest was no longer stuffy. The temperature of the space around Allen suddenly rose. Before the raindrops that fell on his head could approach, they were evaporated into water vapor and hot smoke by the rising heat. For a moment, Allen was surrounded by steam, and the water on the ground beneath his feet was evaporated, causing the ground to become incomparably dry.
Such a phenomenon was even higher than Joy\'s invisible pressure.
"Insignificant skill!" Joy snorted and began to speed up. The saboteur hung on the ground, his warhammer scraping a path of sparks on the ground, pointing straight at Allen.
The distance between the two of them rapidly shortened.
Allen\'s eyes lit up, as if his eyes were burning with fire. The flame marks on his body began to light up, and the moment the Wanxiang ashes appeared, the surrounding space was quickly dyed red. Sparks began to fall from the rain curtain in the sky. The rain could not extinguish them, and they drifted all over the sky. At this moment, Gojoseon raised his scarlet saber high up, and a wisp of red light rose from it, reaching the blade and shooting out, swallowing and spitting out buzzing sounds. The sparks in the sky became excited and danced around Gojoseon, as if a group of ministers were kneeling down and worshipping a king.
Unparalleled majesty.
A series of soft cries rang out from the surroundings of the arena. To the people of the Land of Darkness, they had never seen such a person who could trigger a spatial anomaly with pure Origin Energy aura. In particular, Allen\'s Origin Energy level was truly placed there. Level 25 was not a single point, not a single point. Even though the scale of the spatial anomaly he triggered was limited, the atmosphere wasn\'t that grand. However, the empire was so big, but there had never been such a person before. After all, only the Ten Saints could trigger a spatial anomaly, and only the top three or four people could do it.
But now, Allen had done it.
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