Others on the city wall not far away could see it clearly, especially Safiya couldn't help but admire:
"This little man, where did he get a good horse? He is so brave! His own skills seem to be getting better and better!"
When Ma Wang Lao Ke heard this, he looked arrogant and said happily: "This is my family's unique thousand-mile horse, named Red Blood. I gave it to the Baron. He deserves it."
Safiya had just met Ma Wang Laoke and could not remember his name for a while. She only felt that the man in front of her had extremely dark skin, so she said:
"You...I'm sorry, I haven't remembered your name yet, but when the queen of smoking, Ronnel, called you Black Bear before leaving just now, I think it's very appropriate, and I want to call you that too."
"This, hahaha, the black bear spirit is the black bear spirit. I don't mind it anymore!" Ma Wang Laoke never expected that he would get such a nickname for no reason.
"Okay, black bear spirit, please give me one as well. I'm better than Russell's red-blooded horse!" Safiya said, blinking her big eyes.
"This..." This really puts Lao Ke, the black bear spirit, in a bit of a dilemma. He only has one such a good horse, so how can he conjure up a second one?
"If you don't give it to me, I will ride you."
"Hey, why are you such a domineering woman? Who are you? Why should I give it to you? Forget it if I draw Queen Ronnier. After all, she is the deputy king. What is your status?"
"Dressel always listens to me, what do you think I am?" Safiya was a little unhappy when she heard the Black Bear Demon talking about things with Queen Ronnel.
The silly doctor James next to him had a panoramic view of this scene, and he secretly reminded himself:
Don't use the current society's status system in which men are superior to women to look at the women around Baron de Russell. They are not easy to mess with. You should keep a low profile in the future.
As for the duel within the encirclement, the two had fought for more than ten rounds at this time, and it was still difficult to determine the winner. It seemed that both sides still had plenty of physical strength.
"I admit that your strength has improved very quickly, Russell."
"I also admire your ability to maintain the status quo and not go downhill, Earl Harlan."
"You...before I met you, I really didn't know that a eloquent mouth could have such an effect..." Earl Harlan was so angry that his teeth itched again.
"Before I met you, I really didn't know that Earl Harlan, the legendary strong man from the Kingdom of Svadia, was such a low-class guy who often lost battles."
"tmd...tmd...tmd!" Finally Earl Harlan began to swear.
"You just have to duel well and perform here to imitate the repeater?" Russell's words were still unforgiving.
"Kill!!!" Earl Harlan regretted. Talking to him was the biggest mistake he had ever made in his life. It would be better to just pick up the spear and continue thrusting.
After a storm, bah bah bah, and another fierce confrontation with cold weapons, Earl Harlan was still unable to gain a competitive advantage through long pole weapons, so he began to change tactics.
It's no wonder that the red-blooded horse under Drasser's crotch is extremely flexible and can easily avoid the thrust of the spear. At the same time, it can also mobilize Drasser on its back to dodge together, which can be said to be a man and a horse.
After experiencing the previous diarrhea incident, they seemed to have a tacit understanding and a very harmonious relationship. And after seeing the little dragon Ren, the red-blooded horse believed that what the baron said before was true. He really had many relationships with many people.
Animals get along as companions!
He definitely does not regard himself as a superior master. This also makes the red-blooded horse more willing to fight with Dracelle.
Soon, Earl Harlan threw the steel spear aside and took out the warrior's sword from his waist. Since the long-range powerful long-pole anti-personnel weapon was ineffective, he could only use the sword to compete with each other in short combat.
Seeing that his opponent hadn't relaxed yet or showed signs of fatigue, the Baron calmed down and continued to deal with it calmly.
But the Baron didn't know what he was doing. Although Earl Harlan was not tired at this time, he was already miserable in his heart. He couldn't argue with himself, and he couldn't gain any advantage in the fight.
Now all of Earl Harlan's troops are here again. Seeing him in trouble puts him under great psychological pressure.
The more unbalanced the mentality is, the less stable the ability will be. This is also a significant shortcoming that Earl Harlan has had for a long time. He is a typical representative who is stronger when he is weaker and weaker when he is stronger.
This obvious shortcoming is also the key reason why he has been losing battles in recent days.
So much so that the next few sword strikes he made were almost without any plan, relying solely on his physical advantages - rapid speed and precise and powerful strikes.
Under Count Harlan's intensive attacks, Drasel relied on the broad and heavy blade of the Wolf King's sword and the shock absorption of the giant eagle gauntlet to resist, waiting for the opportunity to counterattack.
The war horses under their crotches were also engaged in a confrontation. The aggressive red-blooded horses took the opportunity to bite the neck of the other's war horse many times.
Even though the opponent's war horse was wearing heavy armor, it could not withstand these multiple bites. The armor on its neck had holes, leaving several tooth marks and blood flowing freely.
During this period, the war horse under Earl Harlan also wanted to bite back and give the opponent a bit of color, but the red-blooded horse was really the king of horses.
Not only did he easily avoid it, he also often let out low roars, as if he was demonstrating, as if he was declaring that he was the strongest among the horses. The powerful aura exuded by this horse was no less than that of the Baron.
After fighting, the first person who couldn't resist was the warrior horse under Earl Harlan's crotch.
Due to the scars on its neck and the profuse blood flow, its movements became slower and slower, its four hooves began to tremble, and it seemed a little unsteady.
Just when Earl Harlan was preparing for another fierce shield blow, suddenly the two front hooves of his horse became weak and he stumbled to the ground, causing him to lose his center of gravity. The shield blow hit him crookedly. on the back of his horse.
The horse, which was already half-kneeling, gradually fainted after receiving this shield blow...
The once-in-a-lifetime fighter plane was right in front of him, and Russell looked up to the sky and shouted: "Fire! Fire!!! Come!!!"
Different from the aura that instantly enveloped his body in the past, this time the aura only appeared on his hands. The Baron's control over the power of the dragon clan was now extremely proficient.
The aura on his hands was condensed more intensely and thickly than before. Rather than being a breath, it almost formed a red flowing flame visible to the naked eye.
"Boom!" In an instant, the crimson liquid flame made an explosion-like sound, shocking everyone present.
Then it evolved into a crimson raging flame, wrapping the Wolf King's sword. It was a fire as red as blood. No one had ever seen such a sight.
What's even more surprising is that his pupils have also undergone obvious changes. Earl Harlan only feels that those eyes are vaguely like the giant pupils of a dragon, which is scary and frightening...
At this time, Drasel's face was expressionless, not angry, and he looked like a god coming down from the earth with arrogance. He raised the Wolf King's sword with both hands and said coldly: "Surrender or die."
"I...I..." Earl Harlan was quite depressed. If he surrendered, he would lose again and again, and he would have no dignity or honor left on this continent.
Seeing the other party's hesitation, Drasel lost his patience and slowly swung the Wolf King's sword down, causing the air to burn hot wherever it touched.
Before the Wolf King's sword struck him, Earl Harlan even noticed that his hair was on fire...
He felt that his life was being threatened as never before. Forced to survive, he had no choice but to kneel down and beg for mercy: "I surrender!"
"I said, I won't worry too much. You have no chance of winning, no ifs and what-ifs. Now, get out." The baron remained expressionless and just said this calmly.
"Yes... yes." The disgraced Earl Harlan immediately led his troops and left in a hurry...
This scene directly stunned everyone in the town of Uxhall. Xiaolong Renn couldn't help but sigh on the city wall: "Ouch!"
[Ren: This guy is called the Chosen Son of the Dragon Clan? This is simply the descendant of the Dragon! For thousands of years, he has advanced the power of the Dragon Clan to the second level on his own without relying on the guidance and assistance of the Dragon Clan. Today this is unprecedented.
First person!]
The rest of the people in the town of Uxhall couldn't understand what Ren was saying, but from its stunned expression and voice, they could tell that it was very excited at this moment.
[System prompt: Victory in the duel, congratulations on gaining 4,000 character experience points.]
[Comment: Your arrogant and arrogant attitude now makes me a little scared. Please restrain yourself.]
When Earl Harlan's troops had disappeared and left completely, the baron gradually began to dissipate the dragon power in himself.
However, after it dissipated, he seemed to have suffered a bout of dizziness and temporary amnesia, unable to remember what exactly happened just now.
In short, the baron realized that he should have won the duel.
"Eh?" Chixue had seen his ability in the previous confrontation with the baron, so he was not surprised at the moment, but more worried about his health.
[Red Blood: Russell, are you okay? Let’s go back to town as soon as possible, what do you think? 】
"That's very good. Please help me go back to Chixue."
[Chixue: No problem, why are you so polite? Remember the honey water at night. 】
"Good guy, I have a good memory..." The baron's face was pale at this moment. He didn't sweat much in the duel just now, but now, there was a lot of sweat on his forehead.
He thought in his heart that maybe using the power of the dragon had consumed too much physical strength. He didn't think much about it for the time being, and soon, one person and one horse returned to the town of Uxhall.
After this battle, the people of Uxhall's support and cheers for the Baron became even higher! The wealthy businessman Manid, the doctor James and other subordinates even admired him so much!