"Oh my God! I read that right, he actually knocked Morrison away with one move!" A young mercenary shouted. Morrison's fighting power could defeat almost any ninth-level strongman. They were defeated by Morrison.
Mori's strength was dormant, but a person suddenly appeared and slapped Morrison away. This made them unable to believe the scene in front of them.
"Another unexpected visitor, is Morrison going to fight three times in a row today?" someone shouted. The unit price of three battle records of the most powerful people of his generation is enough to exchange for three level nine magic crystal cores. If it is recorded
The record of three consecutive battles is of immeasurable value.
Some well-informed old mercenaries frowned. They did not hear the conversation between Morrison, Holo, the man in black robe, and Wedel.
Carrying the engraved runes, many people discovered some clues and began to doubt whether the Morrison in front of them was the real person.
"The people coming are getting stronger and stronger. Can Morrison withstand this person's attack?" Someone asked. Previously, Thor only smashed Morrison's seventh-level mechanical puppet, and then he lost the ability to fight back.
And the mysterious boy, that is, Holo, relied on his body to withstand Morrison's attack.
However, they still chased and fought, and were finally killed by Morrison. Now, the mysterious man in black robe directly knocked Morrison away and gained the upper hand as soon as he appeared. These people were looking forward to the two sides.
In individual battles, the more powerful the two people, the higher the value of their battle records.
"Bang!"
Morrison hit the ground hard and flew high into the sky. The runes all over his body flashed, his chest lit up with a bright light, the magic cannon was ready to go, and the terrifying energy fluctuations were powerful.
"Go to hell!"
Morrison shouted, and a white beam shot out, which was no less powerful than the attack that bombarded Hero.
"After all, this is not your power. You can't control it better." The man in black robe said lightly. A golden long sword appeared in his hand, with runes flashing on it and magic patterns crisscrossing it, revealing an inexplicable power.
The breath of law.
The golden sword was waved, and a huge lightsaber appeared in mid-air. The lightsaber passed through the air and cut through the beam of light emitted by Morrison.
There were no huge explosions or violent energy storms.
The huge lightsaber streaked across the sky and shot out a beam of light. The white beam of light gradually weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye. By the time it reached the man in black robe, the beam of light had turned into a breeze, only blowing the former's body.
clothes.
Wedel watched secretly in horror. After Morrison's mechanical puppet activated all the law patterns, its combat effectiveness was close to that of a saint-level powerhouse. The magic cannon was a pure holy-level magic cannon, and the man in black robe took action.
He didn't mess around at all, he directly clashed with Morrison, and steadily suppressed Morrison in every confrontation. This made people have to doubt the strength of the most powerful person of his generation in front of them.
"The man in black robe mysteriously comes to fight Morrison. Will Morrison be able to win the third battle today between the most powerful men of his generation?" The merchant gathered the audience to place bets. The origin of the man in black robe is mysterious, but his strength is real.
Needless to say, both sides are extremely powerful, and this battle is destined to be extremely exciting.
However, before anyone could place their bets, a voice suddenly came out and attracted everyone's attention.
"Look, what is that golden streak in the sky?" A mercenary shouted, pointing to the sky, where a golden stream of light was falling rapidly.
The man in black robe felt this and looked up to the sky. He narrowed his eyes and seemed to retreat.
Wedel also saw the origin of the stream of light and retreated into the crowd.
The stream of light grew bigger and bigger, turning from a black spot into a golden light, and finally turned into a golden sun, falling from the sky.
"This is... the mysterious boy!" A powerful mercenary said, and many people saw the real figure in the stream of light.
"He was unscathed! That's a holy magic cannon!" Some of the most powerful people of his generation exclaimed. Even if they are the most powerful people of their generation, there is still an insurmountable gap between the holy level and the ninth level, not to mention that Hero has no
Reaching the ninth level is still not perfect.
"It must have been a secret treasure, otherwise it would have been impossible to withstand a blow from the holy magic cannon."
There was a lot of discussion in the field, but still no result could be reached.
"We defeated the mysterious boy and won. Now he is still alive. There is no winner in his battle with Morrison!" Some mercenaries shouted. They had previously defeated Hero with the mentality of being an upset, but all the previous
Everyone thought that Hero was dead, so all bets were in vain. However, seeing that Hero had returned intact, he was naturally unhappy.
"Yes! That's right! Now the outcome is uncertain, you can't accept our bet!" Other mercenaries agreed. For many people, this bet is of great importance.
The head of the chamber of commerce that opened the gambling bureau suddenly became confused. They had also miscalculated the results of the war before. Now a lot of money is already in the hands of the mercenaries who bet on Morrison's victory. It is impossible to get it back.
"Bang!"
When Hero landed, he came to the world like a shooting star. Endless dust and sand were raised in the field, the earth collapsed, and the entire mountain peak was shaking.
Hero stands in the center of the field. His clothes are in tatters, but his eyes are piercing, containing endless divine light. His whole body is burning with golden original fighting energy, and his body exudes a faint treasure light, and his body is full of infinite power.
feel.
He didn't give out any aura, but just standing there, he seemed like a wild beast that might break free from its cage at any time, which made people shudder.
"Hello, there are some changes, but I can't tell where the specific changes are." The man in black robe said calmly. He stood on the edge of the battlefield and did not retreat into the crowd. He was afraid that Morrison had other unused weapons.
I'm afraid that Helo won't be able to parry it.
The divine light flows, and Helo's skin reflects a golden color, which is the embodiment of the physical body reaching the extreme of the human body.
Seeing Hero like this, the mercenaries couldn't hold back anymore and kept putting pressure on the Chamber of Commerce, "We need an explanation!"
"Are there still bets collected for unfinished gambling games?"
There are many level nine mercenaries here. Even if there are experts in the chamber of commerce, they would not dare to act rashly, let alone against so many people.
In the end, the Chamber of Commerce that set up the gambling game had no choice but to resume the gambling game, and the bets of the mercenaries who pressured Hero to win were paid by the Chamber of Commerce itself.
Suddenly the atmosphere at the venue became lively again.
"Morrison, thank you." Hero raised his head and smiled.