The Legend of Berland

In the face of Arthur's challenge, Tristi can't fight, but he can't fight a child who is not even a first-order warrior by himself.

Tristi turned around and nodded to a young mercenary with a baby face behind him, "Bernie, go and teach him a lesson, just don't kill him."

The mercenary who was ordered also grinned. It was not a glorious thing for him to fight with a child, but who said that he was the lowest among all people?

"Mercenary Bernie just became a first-order soldier half a year ago. He is the worst of all the mercenaries. Don't say that our blood-stabbing mercenaries deliberately bullied you!" Tristi explained to Adeline.

Adeline shrugged her shoulders, indicating that it didn't matter.

In fact, Adeline had already been happy. She thought that Arthur might have thought that his opponent would be a first-order mercenary when he challenged Tristi.

"Wait a wait, I have something to say."

Tristi looked at Arthur with a sneer, "Why boy? Do you know that you are afraid now? It's too late! I promise Bernie won't beat you to death later!"

"I just want to know what you will do if I win later?"

"Will you win? This is the funniest joke I've ever heard today!"

Arthur said seriously, "I mean, there are always too many accidents in the world."

"Then what do you want to do?"

"I want the sword on your waist as a loot."

"The boy has a good vision. Even if I sell you this sword ten times, I can't exchange it back. What if you lose?"

"Tony officially knelt down to apologize to you. As long as the bloody mercenary appeared, he would turn around and leave."

Tony's mouthful of blood almost spit out, "No, I don't agree. This little bastard is deliberately harming me!"

"Haha..." Tristi laughed, but then his face turned cold. "Not enough! A small person like Tony kneels down and is not worth the value of this sword!"

"Tristi, you bastard, I'm going to duel with you!" Being humiliated by Tristi again, Tony has gone out of anger.

"What about this staff?" Edleine pulled Tony and took out a one-foot-three-inch black staff.

You can't see the material of the staff, but from the huge crystal inlaid with mysterious luster at the end of the staff, you can know that the value of this staff is very high, even above the value of Tristi's long sword.

"Don't!" Tony and Angus blocked loudly at the same time.

Tri Sidi's eyes flashed and nodded gently, "This is fair. I hope you don't regret it."

Adeline smiled gently, "Then let's start."

"Go ahead, Bernie. If you lose this battle, get out of here!"

Arthur attracted the attention of all the mercenaries in the bar when he challenged Tristi just now. Now many mercenaries surrounded him as he was about to do it.

There are also many mercenaries sitting in place. In their opinion, the fight is not interesting. A first-order warrior is at least three times stronger than ordinary people, and the thin child is at best in his teens. A first-order warrior can kill the child directly with one punch.

This kind of one-on-one duel does not need a formal venue at all. Move the tables in the middle to the side to clear a small venue.

"I won't bully the child. You do it first." Bernie, a mercenary, blushed. It was not a glorious thing to fight with a child under the gaze of so many old mercenaries.

Arthur didn't answer. He bent down slightly and stared at Bernie with a wolf-like look.

Murderous! It is the kind of murderous spirit that the beast suddenly bursts out at the moment of hunting!

There was a slight commotion in the mercenaries onlookers. How could such a young child have such a heavy murderous aura? Many old mercenaries who have seen blood do not have this kind of momentum.

No one knows what Arthur experienced in the two years in the orc camp?

Tristi clenched his fist tightly, and he suddenly felt uneasy.

Arthur moved. He was like a little leopard, hitting Bernie's abdomen head-on.

Bernie stepped back slightly, raised a leg, and hit Arthur's body fiercely like a whip. If this kick is right, Arthur can be kicked directly away.

Arthur's forward movement suddenly stopped and rolled to one side in the direction of Bernie's kick.

Bernie kicked empty with one leg, leaned forward while landing with one foot, and hit Arthur's body with his fist. Bernie's fist was wrapped in a faint white light, with a faint sound of wind when he waved.

Arthur leaned forward against the ground and dodged Bernie's attack again.

After two consecutive attacks failed, Bernie's face turned redder. Bernie tiptoed up and grabbed Arthur from top to bottom with a eagle and rabbit, making Arthur unable to hide.

Arthur was like a slippery fox, rolling forward and hiding under the table.

Bernie kicked the table with one foot, and the wood chips were shot everywhere. Arthur rushed to Bernie's side in the face of the splattered wood chips.

Bernie rotated his body with his left foot as the axis. The foot that had just fallen was raised again, and a whip kicked Arthur who was close to him quickly and quickly. "Twenty silver coins." The nightingale suddenly shouted.

Bernie almost fell down in a flash.

Arthur took advantage of Bernie's unstable center of gravity and hit his head on Bernie's waist.

Bernie took two or three steps back and punched forward continuously to force Arthur, who took the opportunity to pounce on him.

The mercenaries onlookers were in an uproar. Although the nightingale suddenly made a sound that distracted Bernie, it was incredible that a child could force a first-order soldier to retreat.

Tristi looked at the nightingale coldly, "Sister Nightingale, don't worry, no matter how much you break, I will pay you a lot."

The nightingale didn't show any face to Trisdi and hummed softly, "I'm just a reminder to you that anyone who breaks something will be compensated!"

Tony gently pulled Edleine's sleeve and lowered his voice and said, "Did you know that he could win?"

"Have you forgotten the process of his fight with the lion cub last time? He has a fighting talent far beyond ordinary people. Some people are born warriors, which is the real reason why Keynes kept him!"

While the two were whispering, Bernie and Arthur had fought together again.

Because of the discussion of the mercenaries around him, Bernie has completely fallen into anger and attacked Arthur crazily.

But anger did not make Bernie win. Arthur was still as slippery as a loach, jumping around and dodging left and right in a limited space. It seemed extremely embarrassing, but he did not let Bernie hit him at once.

The fierce attack quickly consumed Bernie's physical strength and fighting spirit, and his breathing was getting heavier and heavier.

Tristi's clenched fists began to sweat.

"Can this child really defeat the first-order warrior? Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Tristi shook his head violently.

The turning point on the battlefield happened at this time.

Facing Bernie's kick from the front, Arthur jumped on the table behind him like a monkey.

Bernie followed and kicked the table to pieces. He didn't care how much he lost for a long time. He tried his best in every attack. His obsession was to kill Arthur at once!

Arthur jumped up when Bernie kicked the table and pounced on Bernie from the air.

Bernie punched Arthur out without dodging, and the iron fist wrapped in white fighting light blasted at Arthur's chest.

Arthur didn't hide unexpectedly this time, but just turned slightly sideways in the air.

Bernie's eyes were happy, and his hand was strong again. He only heard a crackling sound, and his fist hit Arthur's left shoulder blade.

While Bernie hit Arthur, Arthur's right hand waved like a claw in the shape of lightning past Bernie's eyes.

Arthur was beaten and flew out, and a sad scream sounded at the same time...