At this time, Puton's face had begun to distort, full of surprise, fear, disdain, and the pride and inferiority that had always accompanied him.
This is really a boy whose whole body reveals contradictions.
Puton slightly arched his body and moved slowly around Leos, slowly turning his back to the referee's bench of Aleman and Lowell.
It wasn't until this moment that Aleman and Lowell, who were in the referee's box, saw Leos' face clearly again.
After three years, this boy is very different from before. Not only his appearance, but also his aura and the murderous aura faintly exuding from his body are completely different from those three years ago.
Aleman can feel that Leos is no longer the child with only level 2 combat power.
Compared to Aleman, Lowell looked at Leos who had returned again with anticipation, hoping to surprise him.
Suddenly, Lowell thought, since this kid is still alive, wouldn't the food and wine he bought before to worship were in vain for those wild ghosts?
No, I must find a chance to make Leos do hard work to repay the debt!
I have made myself shed so many tears in vain, and I must not forgive him lightly.
"Chicken! You've made me suffer so much!" Lowell couldn't control his joy at seeing him again and couldn't help shouting.
This shout echoed throughout the entire Lyman Village for a long time and never dissipated.
Leos smiled slightly and said in a soft voice that only he could hear: "Soon! You will be proud to have me as your apprentice, Teacher Lowell!"
Puton quickly calmed down from his panic, and now he was fully prepared for combat.
He carefully looked at every corner of Leos's body. He thought he could find some weaknesses in this kid, but what people didn't expect was that Leos was impeccable from his steps to his posture.
Jeanton had no idea where to attack.
For a moment, the entire arena fell into silence as the two looked at each other.
A bunch of data about Puton kept jumping in Leos' mind.
"You have grown a lot in the past three years!" Leos said in a light tone, as if he didn't take him seriously at all.
"My outstanding talent is obvious to all! Can't you still see it? You will always be my defeat, both before and now!" Puton took out the dagger wrapped with magic patterns from his waist.
Seeing this dagger, the long-suppressed anger in Leos' heart was slowly ignited again.
"I'm already at the level of an interrogator! What about you? Leos? Are you still a level 2 warrior? Although you've grown a lot taller, what have you done in these years?" Purton said step by step.
He got closer to Leos, his eyes quickly scanning his whole body.
"Of course I won't tell you what I did! Since you said I am a level 2 warrior, I will use the power of a level 2 warrior to defeat you! You can still survive for two minutes, Puton-san!"
Puton stared hard into Leos' eyes. He felt that Leos' expression did not fluctuate too obviously when he said these words. Instead, he showed more confidence.
Naturally, Puton didn't know what kind of pain and torture Leos had experienced in the past three years, what kind of despair and darkness he had experienced.
He also didn't know that the belief that had supported Leos to the end in the past three years was that one day he must return here to avenge Yueying and kill those who had hurt her with his own hands.
Hatred stimulated Leos' desire to become a strong man, and also sent him to another path little by little.
A straight road leading to the light.
"What's wrong! Leos!! Why haven't you started yet! Are you afraid of our boss? If you're afraid, kneel down quickly and call grandpa! Then come and pinch our toes!! Hahahaha!" Wu stood in the audience.
The little brother from Puton pointed at Leos and laughed crazily.
It seems that in their eyes, Leos has not changed at all from three years ago. Even if he has become taller, so what!
Over the years, many people with strong bodies and strong fighting abilities have fallen to Puton. Therefore, they have full confidence in Puton and believe that there is no one in Lyman Village who can compete with Puton.
However, they will soon realize that their idea is simply ridiculous.
Leos glanced towards the audience, then tilted his mouth and revealed a sneer: "It seems... your men are still as bad as your mouth!"
"****!!" Puton cursed angrily, and rushed in front of Leos like lightning. The short sword inlaid with magic runes flashed a white light in the air and struck straight towards him.
Leos' face.
Leos was calm and watched quietly as the tip of the knife fell on his head.
Then he lightly jumped back and easily dodged Puton's attack.
Puton saw a sword slash through the air, and then gathered a layer of light golden magic aura on his sword-holding hand, blessing himself with an agility-enhancing spell.
Leos looked at the faint golden light and sneered again: "I didn't expect that you are quite capable!"
Puton ignored Leos' sneer-filled face and slashed at Leos faster than before.
His attack speed and pace were twice as fast as before the agility enhancement spell was applied.
The rapidly swiping blade stirred up Leos' long golden hair with gusts of strong wind. Gradually, the rapid attack actually produced a net of pure white mixed with light golden light appearing out of thin air in the air.
Everyone present was stunned by Puton's crazy attack speed.
Even Aleman and Lowell, who were standing on the referee's bench, were quietly watching the game, carefully analyzing the fighting style between Leos and Puton.
Puton's attacks became more and more fierce.
To outsiders, Leos seemed to have been beaten without any chance to fight back.
And just one glance at Puton's terrifying attack network already made people feel a chill in their hearts, as if they had arrived at the palace of Hades and were being watched by thousands of pairs of ghost eyes.
Leos has been dodging and has not issued any active and strong attack skills.
This made the audience in the audience start to cheer for Puton, thinking that Leos was nothing more than this, and believed that Puton would be able to beat this kid who came out to cause trouble to the ground.
But soon, a scene that shocked everyone happened.
Leos was seen retreating calmly while rapidly changing gestures in his hands, which looked like preparations before releasing magic.
Suddenly, Leos formed his hands into a triangle and faced the rushing Puton.
A layer of black-purple airflow slowly formed in the triangular area formed by Leos' hands.
The strange light of the air flow became stronger and stronger, and even emitted a power that could swallow up people's souls.
"Dark Origin!!!" A level 12 **** master in the audience shouted unconsciously.
For him, the power released by Leos is the energy that all light mages fear.
Dark Origin is a basic skill in dark magic, but it is very practical.
It can use the power of darkness to instantly decompose the enemy's body, and finally only turns into a wisp of dust and flies away in the wind.
It can be said that the power of darkness can achieve stronger effects as the level of the caster increases.
Judging from the energy emanating from Leos, he was at the level of a fourth-level magician, and the dark origin he released was enough to turn a mere interrogator into ashes.
Although Puton is a warrior, he also has some knowledge of magic. When he saw the black-purple air current in Leos' hand, he immediately remembered that he almost fell into the hands of Leos' magic light bullet three years ago.
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The experience gave him an instinctive reaction to avoid.
Leos sneered, and then instantly expanded the range of mental power fluctuations, and a powerful mental power overflowed from his body and slowly crawled towards the palm of his hand.
Suddenly, the black airflow in the triangular area formed by Leos' hands instantly turned into a triangular beam and shot out.
Puton was shocked! He quickly flipped backwards twice and then half-crouched on the ground.
After Leos released the Dark Source, he stood quietly aside, expressionlessly looking at Pton who was squatting on the ground and panting rapidly.
At this time, Puton's face was covered with a faint layer of black ash at some point.
And on his left shoulder, the place where Dark Origin had just passed by was rapidly decomposing.
Puton immediately felt a sharp stinging sensation on his shoulder. He was shocked, and immediately pulled his shirt off his body and threw it to the ground.
Just as he threw the clothes into the air, the clothes began to decompose at an extremely fast speed, and finally turned into a puff of black ash and was blown away by the wind before it hit the ground.
Puton turned his head in horror: "You actually became a dark mage!!"
Leos shook his head, and then smiled confidently: "What? Are you not used to the skills of a mage? That's good! Since your abilities are limited, then I will treat you like a warrior!"
Leo paused, and Yueying's dying smile flashed through his mind instantly, and the anger burned even more fiercely: "You have to... hold the sword steady!"
With his upper body exposed, Puton jumped back two steps flexibly to distance himself from Leos. Then he condensed a white first-level fighting spirit on the dagger. Gradually, the proud aura returned to Puton.
on the face.
Regarding his warrior skills, he is much more confident than Leos.
"Hmph! Fight like a warrior...can you do that? Mr. 20%!"
Puton still mocked Leos by saying that his cohesion was only 20%, and soon several teenagers under the ring also started laughing at Leos.
But it can be clearly felt that their smiles are no longer as natural as before.
On their faces, there was more fear and confusion.
Leos pulled out the bright red one-handed sword behind him, and a stream of pure black air gradually appeared and slowly wrapped around the sword.
He glanced coldly at the crowd who were laughing at him, and the murderous intention in his heart became stronger: "Then I will let you see... Mr. 20%'s power..."
Then Leos shouted loudly, and a strong black air flow spread out from his body, spiraling up from his feet.
For a moment, everyone in the audience was dumbfounded.
Many warriors know that the concentration of fighting spirit is divided into three stages, namely white, red and gold.
But what exactly is the black air current appearing on Leos' body now, and what is this black power that is faintly carrying darkness.
For a moment, everyone's hearts were cast into a shadow.
Puton stared wide-eyed at Leos, who was surrounded by a mass of black air. He felt that this air flow must be fighting spirit, but...
Why is it black!
Which level of fighting spirit is this?
Could it be said that there is a power more powerful than the third level fighting spirit?
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