The applause and cheers of the 80,000 spectators were suppressed by this sentence, which shows the tyrannical strength of the person coming.
"Who is so arrogant? He even dares to insult the God of War in a duel?"
People were angry and turned around, looking for that hateful bastard. Then they saw a black portal suddenly constructed in the arena, followed by a man in a purple cloak walking out.
"Evil spirit?"
The audience exclaimed, the uninvited guest had the appearance of an elf and pointed ears, but the green facial lines were replaced by purple demon tattoos, and his two eyes were also shining with purple light. This was after being loyal to the evil god and being infected by evil energy.
unique signs.
"I'm not talented, I've become the God of War, and I'm inspired to challenge the strongest men in the world. Originally, Anthony was my goal, but I didn't expect him to be so rubbish."
The evil elf shrugged his shoulders, "It's so disappointing."
Shh!
The whole audience booed, and the audience threw away the snacks and tickets they were holding, and some simply threw coins. This evil spirit was really too rampant.
"I'll fight you!"
Downton stared at the evil elf, and a white-gold halo spread out over his head to heal his injuries.
"Well done!"
The men cheered Downton's courage.
"Shut up!"
The evil elf glared fiercely, and the God of War's will suddenly erupted, wiping across the stands like a bloodthirsty blade, causing everyone's hair to stand on end and silence.
"Tsk, tsk, so domineering."
The evil elf looked at Downton, and after finishing his sarcastic tone, his tone suddenly changed and became stern, "Fight with me? Why do you have that? A half-step god of war at the level of a bastard? Are you qualified?" Novel Novel
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Downton smacked his lips, and his figure flashed. He appeared in front of the evil spirit and swung out a heavy fist.
"Little tricks!"
The evil elf was disdainful, but after blocking with his hand, his face suddenly changed, and he dodged with continuous somersaults.
boom!
At some point, Downton, who appeared behind the evil elf, hit the ground with a punch. The gravel flew up and dust rose.
"I'm just relying on my rare talent to show off my power. I'm too lazy to fight with people like you. It's really worthless."
The evil elf pouted.
"What about me?"
A thunderous and rough voice sounded, and a fist-sized tornado was born. Then it expanded, reaching tens of meters, and then disappeared again, leaving an orc standing in the field.
"Orc Sword Master?"
Many spectators exclaimed and stood up subconsciously.
This burly, muscled orc carries a battle flag with red runes and white outlines on his back. On it is the totem of the Burning Blade clan. This battle flag has been burned by countless wars and stained with blood.
The infection has become tattered. But the will and glory above still make people shudder.
"He is so ugly!"
A girl was tugging on her mother's pants and muttering softly.
The Juggernaut has an ugly face, with outturned lips and two sharp animal teeth, as if he wants to devour others. But this is not the source of his terror at all.
As we all know, only powerful orc warriors are qualified to carry clan war flags and have totems and achievements tattooed on their bodies. But this orc, who only wore a pair of leather pants and had his upper body bare, was covered in tattoos of various powerful enemies.
You must know that these runes are not randomly embroidered, but are embroidered with the blood of enemies killed by one's own hands, combined with dyes made by the clan, and embroidered with secret techniques. This is not only proof of glory and achievements, but also can be used at critical moments.
Provides powerful and mysterious protective power.
"Oh, it's actually the great chief of the Burning Blade Clan, the orc swordmaster, Solan? Winter Roar."
The evil elf glanced at Solan, and for the first time, he put one hand on the scimitar at his waist. Although he was calm, it could be seen from this small detail that he was actually very afraid of Solan.
"Am I qualified enough?"
Solan raised his chin and looked down upon the evil elf. His eyes were full of sword energy. Those who were more timid would not dare to look at him.
"Of course it's enough, but shouldn't your first target be this guy? With his qualifications, it won't be long before he becomes the new human god of war. By then, the orcs, who are our old enemies, will definitely suffer."
The evil elves completely lacked the courage and magnanimity that the God of War should have, and started to provoke the eternal grudge between humans and orcs.
"I think we can work together to kill this guy first."
The enemy is shameless, and Downton will not pretend to be a gentleman.
"You step back, I can do it alone."
Solan was about to draw his sword. His weapon was a three-meter long sword with an arc shape, a thick tip, and a lightning-like backward bend. Anyway, the style was quite weird.
"Haha, I wish you good luck!"
The evil elf smiled playfully and showed his middle finger.
Whoosh!
Solan beheaded, and a red flame sword energy broke through the ground and shot directly at the evil spirit, but only penetrated his shadow and passed by.
"Ran?"
"Nonsense, facing two gods of war, don't run away and wait for death!"
"The people of the evil god are indeed shameless."
The audience was talking a lot, exchanging their thoughts, standing up, and preparing to wait for Downton to leave before leaving. This was a sign of respect for the God of War, but suddenly they discovered that Solan was facing Downton, with an unkind look on his face.
"Aren't we going to have another fight? There are a lot of words on Wucuo Novel Network."
Sure enough, just as the audience was speculating, the orc swordmaster issued a challenge.
"Downton, please fight me!"
Solan assumed a fighting stance, completely forcing Downton to fight.
"good!"
Without any hesitation, Downton agreed.
Shh!
There were boos everywhere.
"Too shameless."
"You humble orc, you are a scum who takes advantage of others."
"Go back to your doghouse, you are not welcome in the human empire."
The audience was in a rage, roaring and cursing. The humans and orcs had a long-cherished wish. No matter how stupid they were, they knew that the swordmaster Solan wanted to eradicate Downton and prevent the birth of a new god of war in mankind.
"What nonsense are you talking about? If you want to become the God of War, you have to brave the dangers and swim upstream. Your Majesty the Sword Master is here to help that human being break through."
"If you don't even dare to accept this challenge, what kind of god of war do you think you are?"
"Cowardly human beings, go back to your mother's arms and eat your milk? There are many words in Wucuo Novel Network"
There were also many orc nobles in the stands. After hearing this, they immediately broke out and supported Solan. Both sides also started throwing debris, and even a small conflict broke out.
Fortunately, the security team rushed in in time to avoid a bloody conflict.
After all, this is the much-anticipated Ares battle, and the royal family has taken over the security work of the arena. You must know that at this time, more and more citizens are gathering outside the arena.
Compared to Anthony, who couldn't bear the criticism, Solan was obviously much calmer. He looked at Downton, first showing surprise, and then becoming relieved.
Solan really didn't expect that Downton would answer so decisively. You know, this is no different from committing suicide.
Even at his peak, Downton couldn't defeat Solan, let alone being seriously injured after defeating Anthony.
"Sorry, this is for the Orc Empire." After Solan apologized, he held the sword in both hands and looked at Downton. "Please attack first!"
"If an apology works, why do we need a security team?"
Hutao was very angry. He stepped on the railing and jumped down to help.
"This is Downton's fight."
Nicole grabbed the little loli.
"No need!"
Downton took a deep breath, crossed his arms, and stood there with his chest raised and his head held high.
Seeing this scene, the human audience who were still cursing suddenly raised their arms and cheered.
Let your opponent attack first? Do you think this is a gift? Is this a charity? But we don't need it. Look at His Highness Downton's posture. He even gave up defense and gave you an even greater 'charity' in return.
This is the expression of fearlessness and courage!
"Mars!"
"Mars!"
"Mars!"
The audience shouted, and gradually, the voices became one. They spread throughout the royal capital and resounded through the sky.
At this moment, Downton's strength is not that of the God of War, but his performance has been recognized by the audience. In their eyes, His Highness is the God of War.
"What happened in there?"
The audience gathered outside the arena, listening to these cheers, felt anxious as if a cat was scratching in their hearts.
Solan's face turned pale, not because he was squeezed by Downton, but because he felt his will. He was really fearless and didn't bother to take advantage of this.
"If I was still blaming myself just now, now I am willing to do so." Solan stared at Downton, "I finally understand the reason why Lionheart asked me to take action. You, a human being, really cannot stay, otherwise you will become a
The great enemy of the Orc Empire."
The sword master's fighting spirit was rising, and an invisible coercion enveloped the entire audience, making the audience feel the danger like wild cats and instantly became silent.
After all, Solan is the chief of the Burning Blade Clan and a respected swordsman. It would be embarrassing enough to challenge an opponent who is more than a hundred years younger than himself and at a lower level. It would be really shameless to attack first.
He saw someone, so he chose the most peaceful method of fighting, which was to unleash the will of the God of War, hoping to use it to convince Downton.
"Why don't you fight?"
The audience was waiting anxiously, urging them to watch the battle, and some people were eager for someone to come forward and stop the duel, so that the human country would not lose a genius, but they did not know that a duel of this level, even among the nine empires
The kings have no right to interfere.
Suddenly, something cold hit my face!
The audience looked up and found that the sky was covered with dark clouds and fine snowflakes were falling.
"It's snowing!"
The literary girl sighed with emotion, raised her hand to pick it up, and then became shocked. Why did the snowflakes in her palm not melt by the warm body temperature like usual? Instead, everything froze, as if it was taking away all the body temperature.
"It's amazing, you can actually influence nature with your will!"
Nicole lamented that the two of them did not move, but she knew that at the level of will, they had already started a desperate battle.
At this time, Downton was standing on a large ice field. As far as the eye could see, everything was covered with ice and snow. This was a world of ice and snow that could freeze everything.
"Male, you are obviously the chief of the Burning Blade clan, but you actually created this kind of ice and snow kingdom. Are you adopted?"
Downton yelled. It stands to reason that with his physical condition, even if he is naked, he will not be frozen to death. But now, the cold wind is biting, like Ling Chi, as if his soul is freezing. (To be continued.)