"Robin?" Ma Wen was slightly stunned.
He immediately realized that his current image was no longer a nobody on the West Coast.
Robin the Dragon Slayer!
This name had spread throughout the entire Vast Sea a long time ago. With the rise of Ma Wen and Jessica's fame, the City of Hope and Stony Mountain were once again in the sights of the people.
Although Ma Wen had quickly left the City of Hope after destroying Clark, his appearance was still spread by many people.
"I didn't expect that I couldn't even disguise myself as a low-key person."
Ma Wen laughed bitterly in his heart.
He left the Wood Elf's hut and subconsciously activated the disguise spell. In a moment of carelessness, he had used the image of Robin, who had been in the limelight previously.
No wonder the others looked at him strangely when he went to line up.
It turned out that they had all recognized him.
Ma Wen's eyes turned. It was time to put his acting skills to good use.
A look of astonishment appeared on his face. "Robin? Who's Robin? "
"My name is Kerry."
"You must have mistaken me for someone else."
With that, he tilted his head slightly and adjusted the disguise spell without batting an eyelid.
This slight adjustment was like a sudden clap of thunder. Marvin only changed part of his face, and this person now looked 70% similar to [Robin].
As expected, the barbarian warrior was also stunned. He sized him up again and laughed awkwardly.
"I didn't think I'd mistaken you for someone else."
There was a burst of laughter from the side, and everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
That's normal!
Why would a Legendary powerhouse like Sir Robin fancy a small Tarantula Mercenary Troop?
It must be because they looked too similar.
At this thought, the barbarian warrior was not angry. He looked at Ma Wen's waist.
It was said that Sir Robin used a spear, and the rest of his weapons seemed to be the firearms of the Sand Race.
However, this "Kerry" in front of him was clearly using a pair of scimitars and looked like a ranger. Even the weapons he used were different. It was definitely not Sir Robin.
Thinking of this, he felt a little awkward.
Ma Wen snickered to himself. It was never a good thing to be too high-profile. Fortunately, he had the Art of Disguise. Otherwise, he would be the center of attention wherever he went.
Whether it was Ma Wen or Robin, these two identities had a very high reputation. It was time to change to another identity.
…
Since it was confirmed that the person was not Robin, the necessary tests were still necessary.
"Mr. Chris, if you want to participate in tomorrow's expedition, you need to withstand at least ten moves from me."
The barbarian warrior was obviously very confident in his own strength. He kindly advised, "If you don't have enough strength, I'm afraid it will be very difficult for you to withstand my attack."
If his words were spoken by someone else, the crowd would have booed.
However, everyone had seen the results of the previous test. Most of the testers were no match for the barbarian warriors. This fellow was born with extraordinary strength. He didn't say that out of arrogance, but out of goodwill.
"It is not without reason that Barbarian Bull can become one of the deputy commanders of Tarantula."
"Yes, although he is only grade 3, most of the grade 4 experts may not be his match."
"He has not activated [Ancestral Blessing] and [Berserk Bloodline]. It is said that he is the barbarian with the most hope to advance to the legendary realm in the ruined city."
"Since this Mr. Chris is not Lord Robin, I'm afraid he is no match for Barbarian Bull. Look at his thin arms and legs. That pair of scimitars look like they are made of hard leaves. I'm afraid he can't withstand Barbarian Bull's axe! "
Seeing the test continue, everyone could not help but discuss.
Among them, there was no lack of people who had been eliminated by the Tarantula Mercenary Team. They had fought with Barbarian Bull and naturally knew that he was quite capable.
The physical quality of the barbarians was very good. In terms of comprehensive ability, they were second only to the Underground Dark Elves. However, most barbarians worshiped their ancestors. Worshiping their ancestors meant that they could obtain power from the spirits of their ancestors. At the same time, some barbarians also had the bloodline of Berserk. Adding the two together, a peak grade 3 barbarian was indeed not inferior to an ordinary grade 4 expert.
Outside the relatively wide gate, Ma Wen nodded slightly.
The battle between the two immediately began!
The barbarian warrior roared angrily and suddenly pounced over. He raised his axe high up in the air and pulled out a mirage, covering the sky and covering the earth!
However, at this moment, everyone could not help but exclaim!
In the blink of an eye, Ma Wen's body was incomparably light, directly brushing past the axe.
He himself was not injured at all.
Under the barbarian warrior's horrified gaze, Ma Wen's scimitar calmly pressed against his neck.
"Is that enough?"
He asked softly.
The surroundings fell into a dead silence.
Ma Wen's ghostly movements and reaction speed made it impossible for anyone to react!
The barbarian blinked his eyes three times before coming back to his senses.
"Yes, of course you can …" He could not help but gulp, his eyes filled with fear!
Ma Wen smiled slightly and kept his scimitar.
What a joke, he was a level 18 Great Ranger, how could he not deal with a level 15 barbarian?
Ma Wen did not need to use any trump cards, just his strong physique alone could crush the barbarian.
This was the power of [Divine Agility]!
Before the surrounding people could react, Ma Wen and the barbarian had already completed the handover procedures.
Before tomorrow evening, they would gather at the designated location of the Wolf Spider Mercenary Troop.
The operation would begin at night. This was exactly what Ma Wen wanted.
After obtaining a place to participate in the expedition, Ma Wen quickly blended into the crowd and disappeared.
The barbarian warrior watched as Ma Wen left, quietly wiping away his sweat.
In the instant they exchanged blows, he truly felt a murderous aura.
If they really fought, he would probably be killed in a second!
"This guy … is too scary."
The barbarian felt a slight chill in his heart. Even if it was not Sir Robin, it was probably a very powerful fighter.
Who knew that at this moment, someone would lightly pat his shoulder.
The barbarian turned around in shock.
It was a man hidden in a cloak, his voice very gentle and pleasant.
"I also want to participate in tomorrow's expedition, can I give it a try?"
The barbarian nodded.
"How should I address you?"
The cloaked man seemed to look at Ma Wen's figure disappearing into the crowd, and immediately said in a low voice, "My name is Gerwen."
...
Ma Wen naturally did not know what happened at the entrance of the Wolf Spider Mercenary Troop.
He wandered around the City of Ruins for a while, and finally chose an inn as a temporary resting place.
[Swing Inn]. An interesting name.
Ma Wen walked through the leafy door and found that all the seats in the inn were replaced by swings hanging from thick wooden vines.
The inn's business seemed to be very ordinary, and there were only a few people in the hall.
The owner of the inn was a middle-aged woman. She looked a little old, and the years had covered up her once beautiful face. The wrinkles at the corner of her eyes made her look even more experienced.
Ma Wen only took a glance, but he was greatly surprised.
It's her!?
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