Law of the Devil

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(Today's update, 2 in 1 chapter ~)

Chapter 504 [Extreme Bull Fork]

The news of Lord Tulip's “Big Success" in the first round of the World War I Preliminary Games soon became a popular topic for discussion throughout the Emperor. It's just that this time everyone took the game as a huge joke.

And whoever had the privilege of watching the game afterwards complained about the strange addition to the vinegar to the people he knew. While people laughed, the admiration for the Duke of Tulip dropped several times.

Even those who previously admired tulip mythology can no longer defend their idols. Just because on the field that day, thousands of eyes were open to see how Dewey had “won”.

Now, in the street alley of Tidu, on the question of whether or not Dewey is capable of martial arts, the vast majority of people have determined that the Duke of Tulip is a magical genius, but in martial arts, I'm afraid it's not very good, the only reason to win is because his prominent position is to rely on war, so that the opponent can voluntarily abstain.

In the aristocratic circle, Dewey is once again the object of ridicule (of course, because of Dewey's identity, such ridicule can only be talked about where Dewey cannot be seen or heard in the back, and in front of Dewey people still have to respect the Duchess fully.

But after that game, when Dewey saw Prince Chen, the king of Regents laughed and asked Dewey directly: “Honestly, how much did you pay those opponents to let them lose to you on purpose? ”

Dewey looked sad: "Your Highness, do you think I paid for my opponent? ”

“Isn't that right?” Prince Chen smiled.

Dewey sighed, knowing that at a time like this, he had nothing to believe and simply remained silent.

Casinos naturally make a lot of money. Because that suddenly emerged "Dragonball Trio" killed several popular players, and the bet naturally went to Dewey's waistpack.

Of course, Dewey himself was a betting target, and fortunately Dewey was considered popular by all - because regardless of whether Dewey's martial arts ratings were low or high, the Duchess Tulip could never make it past the first round.

So, since Dewey is popular, his odds are not high, and the gambler who sold Dewey won won the bet, but he didn't get much.

Overall, Dewey's gambling group earned a lot in the first two days of the preliminaries.

The third day of the Preliminary Games brought huge “surprises” to people again! And this surprise, including Dewey!

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Heaven First Martial Arts Preliminary Day 3.

Top players of the day include more than a dozen Holy Knights, including two Knights of the Holy Knights! And these people are undoubtedly very popular.

After watching two consecutive days of uneven matches, though lively, the excitement is not enough. But on the third day of the game, people are still looking forward to it, after all, the Holy Knight's martial arts are moisture free.

On this day, as Dewey has successfully passed, he can sit in the box on the third floor to watch the game.

This morning, the big hottest appearance was the Great Knight Commander of the Holy Knights, Randall, Knight of the Eighth.

This dude, who was humiliated by Dewey at the festival, obviously came to the competition with anger!

In his group, his opponents were extraordinarily tough - the temple even said a few words about it, saying it was Dewey, the mastermind behind the scenes, who was manipulating the drawing of lots! Because Randall is an opponent of this group, his overall strength is one level higher than the rest! Randall faced seven opponents, including four fourth-level, two fifth-level, and even one seven-level opponent!

Especially the seventh level opponent, a famous master from the southeastern region of the Empire, famous in the two provinces of the southeast of the Empire, a strong man of great stature, famous for his fierceness - definitely not comparable to the kind of guy who pays to buy a full rank.

Randall pulled out his sword after the song rang!

Because today is a ring, the Great Knight Commander is not wearing that heavy knight armor, but a tight samurai robe lined with a lightweight leather coat.

Since the start of the game, he has focused all his attention on the Seventh Warrior in this group - and Randall knows exactly who his biggest enemy is.

The 7th level samurai, his name is Maroon - man like his name, raw tiger back waist, body like a giant wooden stake, naked upper body not wearing any lined clothes, but directly put on a leather coat, the muscle stretched the leather coat almost like it was about to explode, his neck has the thickened thighs of ordinary people, the muscles on his arms are amazing, full of power! And there was a terrible claw mark on that face —— said to have been left behind by a man hunting a bunch of black bears in the woods when he was young!

That time he killed four black bears empty-handed, and this scratch on his face was caught in the face by one of them, but he ended up strangling his last prey with those huge palms!

He also wore a pendant around his neck, the fangs of three giant black bears!

Randall's body, though strong, is much weaker in front of this giant-like guy.

As the thong roared, Marlon standing in the distance grinned at Randall and laughed, roaring like a beast: "Holy Knight, don't worry, let's have a fair game! ”

Saying, his huge body suddenly jumped in place, agile as a rabbit, he had to jump to a player on the left side, huge palm grabbed the guy's shoulder!

His move was as fast as lightning. The opponent also had five levels of strength, but he didn't react at all. The long sword was pulled out in half, and Marlon lifted it up and threw it directly under the stage!

The whole scene was full of cheers.

Randall was relieved. He is very self-aware. Although he is the Great Knight Commander of the Holy Knights, this is the weakest period of the Holy Knights. Otherwise, with his eight levels of strength, how can he sit in this position!

On the other hand, you can never lose today, otherwise, if you pass, the leader of the Holy Knights will not even pass the first round of the game, which will be a great blow to the prestige of the Holy Knights!

And the opponent of this group... Randall understands that if this Marlon secretly joins several other players against himself first, it will be difficult to defend himself! After all, the power gap between levels 7 and 8, though there is, is not too great! With the help of six other people, it's hard to win!

But now it looks like this maroon is bright and bright, not that kind of mind, but choosing to play with himself positively.

“Good man!” Randall relaxed and laughed a few times, jumping in front of one of his opponents, lifting his wrist and chopping it down. The opponent's horizontal sword was blocked for a while. After all, Randall's martial arts were several grades stronger than his, his wrist trembled, and the handle of the sword had been poked against the man's chest. The guy hummed twice, backing up continuously, Randall went up and kicked him on his thigh and kicked him out of the ring.

In the meantime, a few ping-pongs on the ring left only two of the eight players. After Randall and Marlon hit the other grocery players in the ring, they started staring at each other seriously.

Randall's long sword had already sparked a temper, and he had just fought with his last opponent, breaking his temper directly and cutting off his sword. At this moment Randall's whole body boiled and his body opened, staring at his opponent.

This guy is huge, and he's definitely dominant in power. And it just seemed that his movements were agile, which was rare among samurai of his stature.

Looks like... the only way to win is to fight him hard!

Randall is very confident in his temper, his sacred temper cultivated very hard, and he is exceptional in today's Holy Knights.

With two roars, two samurai hold the long sword and have fought together! Randall's temper was brilliant with a holy silver glow and immediately provoked an array of cheers on the stands!

And that Maroon, obviously, has not broken through the hierarchy of the advanced warrior, his fighting temper is gray, just the hallmark of the intermediate warrior! But after the two men's swords struck a few times, this guy called Maroon, he didn't take half a step back!

The staggered sound of a long sword and a spark of metal impact made the smile on Maroon's face get more excited! His muscles seem to have swelled again!

Instead, Sacred Knight Randall took two steps back!

Randall felt his heart sink and he felt the strength of his opponent's ambition. Though the fight is one grade lower than its own, the physical strength of the opponent is too strong - it is a monster who can crush several black bears with bare hands!

But... fighting Qi isn't just about strength!

Randall laughed coldly, scolded lightly, sword-lining split up a few times, whistling, two silver blades of light shot past! Marlon's face roared, and the giant sword in his hand slashed twice, smashing the blade of light into pieces.

But in the meantime, Randall had already posted like a ghost. After all, Marlon's sword was too big, and the flip was slightly less flexible than the other party's. And Randall's sword is as poisonous as a snake, with a silver divine fighting temper. After several blade strikes, you can always find the weakness of Marlon's power! A few consecutive dots up the handle of his sword!

These are the “breaking points” of Marlon over the power, making Marlon very uncomfortable. After being touched by the other party on the sword for a few moments, he immediately felt a little numb on his wrist. After a wild whistle, he simply gave up his hand, held his sword with both hands, an amazing erection, and greeted Randall's head! Even give your chest to each other!

Randall was a little upset. After all, it was a game, and while he could stab each other in the chest, it was inevitable that he would get hit on the shoulder... he didn't want to get hurt seriously in the preliminary.

Under helplessness, he took a breath and could only take two steps back. The sword became a little...

The sound, the grey douqi and the silver douqi struck again, shaking both bodies.

Finally, a gap in fighting temper appeared, and the horn of Maroon's mouth, like that of a giant, bled out and apparently suffered some internal injuries. However, this guy was indeed a fierce defender, the warfare on his face became more and more enthusiastic, yelling and yelling, suddenly the giant sword was in his hand, danced a stormy rainstorm attack!

Each of his swords is like a whistling wind and a tsunami! That powerful feeling made Randall struggle only to defend himself.

Among the sounds of ping-pong, Marlon's roar almost silenced the entire audience! It was like a wild beast to hear this giant roar, and Randall was like a boat swaying in a raging rage, and under Marlon's madness he could only resist one step backwards.

Finally, there's a shout on the stands! Because Randall is almost at the edge of the stand after a dozen steps backwards in a row - behind him is irrevocable!

“Roar!!!! ”

After Malone shouted in the sky, he raised a giant sword as if it were going to pierce the sky! Then a giant sword smashed down in his hand like a fire torch with a whistling fighting temper...

At this time, Randall stood at the edge of the ring, and suddenly a slight smile appeared in the corner of his mouth...

Wu!

Above his blade, a slight shock suddenly broke out! With this vibration, his long sword gently affixed to Maroon's giant sword, this slight vibration, under a short tremor with irregular power... heard Maroon shout, the fighting qi on his giant sword suddenly collapsed, then a few fine sounds, the giant sword broke at a pause!

By this time, Randall's hand had pinched Marlon's little arm and struggled...

With a bang, Marlon's huge body had hit out from Randall's side, and Randall pushed smoothly on Marlon's back...

With a bang, Marlon finally fell to the ring, but as soon as he landed, he jumped up, shook his head, turned to look at Randall on the ring, his face from shock to anger, and finally gradually calmed down.

He looked at Randall, who had only one weapon left in his hand, and then stared at Randall on the ring: "You are better than me… it seems that my martial arts have not yet reached home! ”

Randall looked at his opponent under the stage and his voice was serious: "You're good too, Lord Marlon. But I'm going to give you a suggestion… fighting is more than just strength! More is control of power than flavor ‘strong', and if you understand that, your strength can leap. ”

He made a standard knight etiquette to his opponent.

Above the ring, Randall wore a white leather coat, a white samurai robe, a long sword in his hand, and his identity as the leader of the Holy Knights prompted the audience to cheer.

Above the third floor, in the cabin belonging to the temple, an elder in white who came to watch the battle, also smiled and applauded at Randall.

Randall glanced at the ledge above, and when his eyes fell on Dewey's compartment, he suddenly raised his long sword and made a challenging gesture toward Dewey's compartment!

That means I'm waiting for you!

This action immediately caused the whole scene to go wild!

Dewey sat quietly on the chair, his eyes, not even looking at this provocative Randall, but at the bottom of the ring...

That Maroon... what an interesting guy! With a low grade fighting temper, relying only on pure physical strength, I can't believe I can fight a senior samurai indistinctly...

At this time, Dewey's eyes finally looked at Randall... but he didn't care about Randall raising his provocative sword against himself, but his eyes fell silently on Randall's other, drooping hand...

With Dewey's super strong vision, he can still see very clearly the slightest movement in the hands of this winning Holy Knight, even though it's over 100 meters away!

Randall's hands are shaking! Despite his covert movements and his own efforts to cover up, Dewey clearly saw his hands tremble!

Obviously it was an overwhelming result after a fight with that giant samurai Maroon!!

Dewey's corner of his mouth revealed a subtle smile and his eyes fell again on Marlon, who was frustrated with his head beneath the ring.

“Little Zach.” Dewey shouted low.

“Yes, boss?” Dewey looks at the Maroon below: “The guy... you help me find out where he is, um... arrange to meet this guy. I like this guy to see if I can take it back. ”

Little Zach stunned for a moment: “Boss, he's just a level seven warrior, a little more powerful. I don't understand why you're interested in this guy as soon as the 7th level warrior on the continent grabs a large handful. ”

“Yes, a little more powerful? It's not just a little big!” Dewey's laughing. “Go on, little Zach, business matters. You're inside, martial arts, you're outside! ”

After enjoying the victor's cheer, Randall turned around and walked down the other side of the ring, before leaving, he couldn't help but look at the maroon.

Good luck, monster! Your power is amazing. Randall couldn't help but think, he suddenly remembered, in the temple, with such a powerful and perverted physical force, and a guy!

It's the monster named Rhine next to Lord Maximus! Well, the guy who looks like a lion doesn't seem to lose power to this Marlon.

Coincidentally, at this time, Dewey looked at Marlon and was thinking of Lord Maximus' personal escort - the Rhine with his perverted physical powers!

In the beginning, that Rhine also used pure physical strength to break the fighting temper of a seventh knight and break several bones of each other!

Beastly power? Hmm... Interesting!

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There was a wave of cheers coming from outside.

Obviously, this temporary room was used as a player's lounge, and the wooden door couldn't stop the noisy cheer outside.

Listening to this voice, the last set of matches must have won.

In this player's lounge, dozens of contestants are thinking about their hearts and minds. Some are rubbing their weapons with indifference, others are doing some physical warm-up moves, others are calming down against the chair, others are...

“All right, let's get ready for the next group! ”

The door was suddenly pushed open, and a soldier responsible for maintaining order outside extended his head in and yelled: “Hurry up! The last race is over! Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on! ”

The soldier stood at the door and looked at the guys in the lounge who were tall, fat and thin.

“Finley! Grasso! Rumen...” When he finished reading the seven names, suddenly his voice paused, his face was a bit strange, he glanced at the list in his hand, and after confirmation, the last name was definitely marked with gender... The soldier couldn't help but say to himself: “Yi? This name… How come there are women in this kind of competition? ”

His eyes couldn't help but look some curiosity into the house: “Eighth... snow!” He couldn't help but mutter: “What a strange name. ”

I glanced at the room and said, "Snow! Who's Snow! Come on out, your game is on! ”

This soldier is intrigued by curiosity... a woman in this cruel race... a samurai? Well, compared to what must be a tiger-backed bear waist, with five big, three-chunky female tigers and such.

But as a result… what surprised him was that after he shouted a few times, a crisp and pleasant voice came from a corner behind the crowd in the room: "I'm here. ”

Then, in the surprise of the crowd, from a chair in the corner, a skinny little figure stood up and slowly walked to the door.

Everyone, even the other players in this room, are stuck!

Because this guy was wearing a white robe and a cape hat, covering his head. Ever since he came in, this guy has been sitting quietly in a chair at the corner of the wall, neither talking nor moving. Because the robe and the cloak covered up his figure and appearance, no one could see that this guy was a woman!

The soldier at the door looked at the woman walking in front of herself, slightly taller in shape than a normal girl... just a little taller. Though the robe was all over her body and she couldn't see her figure, it was clear that... she was definitely not a big, fat guy, but rather... thin.

“Are you... are you snow? Are you a contestant, Snow?” The soldier couldn't bear to ask.

Finally, a slim white hand under the robe reached out and slowly removed her hat, revealing her hair as smooth as a cloud. The long neck was slim and delicate, and her skin was as fine as snow, but she wore a silver mask and covered her face completely.

But nevertheless, the soldier was stuck.

Obviously, the woman in front of her looks very delicate and thin... definitely not like the five big, fat samurai.

“Are you… are you sure you are the snow? Competitors?” The soldier had some mercy in his heart, and he couldn't bear to watch the girl come on stage and be bullied by a bunch of muscle men.

“Yes, I am.” Despite wearing a mask, there was a slight smile in the eyes that came out behind the mask.

Then the “snow” gently walked out.

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When the last player in this group came to the ring, the whole scene was loud and loud and suddenly quiet! But a moment later, a louder noise erupted!

“Oh, woman! It's a woman!! ”

“Look! A female athlete! A female samurai!! ”

“Jesus Christ! She doesn't look much stronger than a cat! Is she here to die? ”

“Oh, baby, take off your mask and let's see your face! ”

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Dewey, sitting in the box, watching this last female player come out, was also a little unexpected, and he frowned: “Zach... are there any female players among those who signed up? How could I not know that? ”

Little Zach flipped the roster: “Well, there's one, it's the only one, but it's a woman named Snow, and, uh, the samurai level is... level one. A small role, so I didn't specifically report to you. ”

So, Dewey's divinity was quite calm... but soon, he couldn't calm down!

Because the “snow” on the stage was surrounded by cheers, suddenly he raised his hand and lifted the wide robe over him and threw it away!

Boom!!

There was a cheering shout around, almost turning the ring upside down!

On the ring, standing among the many muscle men, this “snow” revealed her inner outfit after taking off her generous robe!

Can't describe that wonderful body in words! Her upper body is a tight, narrow, bright red leather coat that reveals nude and delicate skin in contrast to the bright red leather coat.

And the little barbaric waist that bare lived, sturdy and full of elasticity, but only so thin! Below is a delicate red skirt - pieces of red leather that are perfectly stitched together, like a little lotus.

And those long legs... are enough to drive all the male audiences under the stage crazy!

Demon!

Absolute demon!

No, it's a monster!

A woman in a red leather coat on this stage, standing there, looks like a tempting fairy!

On her ankle, she also carried two pure gold rings with a bell set on them. She moved slightly twice and the bell made a crisp sound...

Dewey's mouth has grown...

“Shit! Shit! How is she? ”

The Duke suddenly stood up and stared carefully at the woman in the ring below the stage, but suddenly looked around carefully, up and down, left and right all over the place.

“Boss... what are you looking at? ”

“Zach... Zach! Check it out, there are no special guys in this group of eight! ”

Little Zach looked over the roster and looked up: "No! The strength of this group is not very high, the best one is only level 5. ”

“That's good.” Dewey relieved and sat down, muttering: “Luckily! If she gets hurt a little... I'm afraid the whole emperor is going to be torn apart by that guy! ”

“Boss, you look nervous... do you know this woman? Is she good?” Little Zach asked.

“Her strength is so-so.” Dewey leaves her mouth shut: “But she has a very forked teacher... a very forked teacher and extremely short! That guy, I definitely can't provoke...”

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