Episode 1 Martial Arts Master Chapter 90 Lost Underpants
Isaac quietly said to Bishop Linton: "Isn't the person recommended by the Ministry of Magic a mage? How could there be such a person? I see that his steps are steady and powerful, and his momentum is strong. He cannot be a weak magician. He looks like a magician."
Killer."
Vernal shouted: "Mr. Saga, you are late! Logically speaking, you should be disqualified, but after research, we think we can give you a chance."
This person is none other than Shen Zhimo. If he doesn't come, he will do something amazing. After careful consideration with Terry Hill, he decided to use the benefits brought by the Ministry of Magic to forcefully persuade others. He dusted off the cigarette ashes and smiled.
: “Since it’s not disqualification, what else is there to say?”
Vernal said with a gloomy face: "Our review committee has formulated new selection rules, a duel competition, the winner will advance, the loser will be eliminated. There are four people now, wait for the draw, No. 1 vs. No. 2, No. 3 vs. No. 4
Each competition lasts for thirty minutes. You can use weapons and magic without any restrictions. Participants must sign a life-and-death treaty and live and die according to their destiny."
This is the result of the increasingly fierce fight between Isaac and Heyman. Originally, an ordinary competition is not a duel of life and death. There must be rules to ensure safety. However, the two of them want to kill each other, so they simply let them go. Anyway, you have to
If you lose, your superiors won't treat you well in the future, so you might as well die cleanly.
Shen Zhimo laughed and said: "No, it would be bad to choose a police officer and also have to beat people to death. I think it's better to compete with each other to see who is stronger." The other three people all know the power of a life-and-death fight.
Everyone was silent except for him, who was still talking and laughing while holding a cigarette in his mouth.
Isaac sneered: "How can we change what the review committee has decided? If you want to quit, it's still too late."
"Okay, let's fight, although I don't think this is a wise choice. Can't we compete in running, high jumping, and throwing stones to see who can throw the farthest? Or compete with who can sing better. You know, the sheriff needs to often speak to the crowd.
When shouting, your voice is very important."
"That's enough! Shut up!" Heyman slapped the table and said coldly: "At the Sheriff's examination site, what are you talking about?"
Being scolded in public is a very embarrassing thing.
Fortunately, Shen Zhimo was very well-controlled and did not have an attack. In other words, this is the city. If a person does not point to the city, he cannot achieve great things. He pretended to be helpless and compromised, spreading his hands and saying: "Okay, you are the examiner.
, of course I respect your intention, then sign the life and death certificate, strength determines everything, I like this sentence."
The guard brought a wooden box with four small balls inside. Shen Zhimo reached out first and touched "one". The griffin knight Rodan got the number two and became his opponent. The remaining two were naturally opponents of each other.
.A few candidates were quite calm and never showed any emotions. This was much better than Aubrey and Simon's group.
Isaac shook his head, whistled loudly, and said with a smile: "Oh, the draw was good. Mr. Heyman, do you have the guts to play with me?"
"What are you playing for?" Heyman asked gruffly.
"Let's make a bet on who will win in the end. Let's bet two thousand silver dollars. Is Mr. Heyman interested?" The two of them would be tit-for-tat at any time.
Heyman sneered and said: "Excellent, I'll bet on Morgan. Don't lose all your underwear and be scolded by your wife when you get home."
"I'm betting on Rodin." Isaac shouted: "Rodan, you must not lose. If you win, all two thousand dollars will be yours."
Rodin bowed to him and said, neither humble nor condescending: "Don't worry, sir, they are no match for me."
Bishop Linton glanced at the clock, stopped their exchange, and said: "It's getting late, let's start now. The first competition is between Saga and Rodin." He whispered to Isaac: "The one selected by the Ministry of Magic.
Humans have never been proficient in fighting. As long as they are close to the body, they will basically end up defeated. Mr. Isaac, pay attention to your subordinates and do not kill the opponent, otherwise the Ministry of Magic may cause trouble for you."
Isaac muttered: "It is indeed a trouble. He will only lose anyway." When Rodin turned around, he made a gesture to Rodin, thinking it was a secret signal in the army, and Rodin nodded to express his understanding.
As soon as the gong sounded, Shen Zhimo and Rodan stood in the middle of the venue, confronting each other coldly. The judges all stopped talking, and the atmosphere became very solemn.
"Good guy." Shen Zhimo looked at the opponent in front of him and couldn't help but give a high evaluation: "This thief is quite imposing. Looking at the cold eyes, it seems that there is a lot of blood in his hands. The leather armor is dim, far from dead ghosts.
Chad is so bright, and the more low-key he is, the more dangerous he is. There seems to be some kind of aura surging in his hand, and it's not a magical element like Terry Hill. Damn, this guy is quite capable. I may not be his opponent.
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Vernal shouted: "Start!"
Rodan took out his weapon, a war hammer with a handle about 1.5 meters long and weighing 60 kilograms. The hammer head was cylindrical and larger than the head. The hammer was covered with spikes, which could cause maximum damage to the enemy. The hammer head was cast with spikes.
Covered with two columns of inscriptions, the text is curled, and several letters are not arranged neatly. At first glance, the inscriptions seem to be floating on the metal surface of the war hammer, and the surrounding air begins to rotate around the hammer, forming an air current. This is at least
Intermediate and above wind magic, and the war hammer is the "storm hammer" used by the Imperial Griffin Army to make enemies fearful!
"Some capital." Shen Zhimo finally put away his scorn and clenched his fists. Without deep internal strength or rigorous training, it would be difficult for ordinary people to move something weighing sixty kilograms. This griffin knight did it easily.
Holding the war hammer in his hand, his feet did not move at all. It can be imagined that when the competition starts later, swinging the war hammer requires greater explosive power and endurance, which should not be a problem for this person. If he is put into the Central Plains
Wulin, at least, is a person who can be called Wan'er.
Rodan shouted loudly, stepped forward with his feet, and hit with a hammer. The strong wind brought by the wind magic pattern engraved on the hammer itself was almost suffocating. Several tables that were close to each other overturned with clangs, and the people on the judges' table
The roster papers were flying in the air, the window glass was buzzing, and several judges had their hair brushed up and their faces grimaced.
The power of the war hammer was so majestic, and others were like this. Shen Zhimo, who was in the center of the storm, was even more unbearable. He felt that the skin and flesh on his face were torn apart by the hurricane emitted by the war hammer, and his hair was flying up and down like tangled grass in the wind. He could hardly stand it.
Breathing. He hurriedly raised the inner strength of his Dantian, jumped upwards, and narrowly avoided a fatal blow.
The warhammer hit the wooden floor. No matter how tough the oak was, it couldn't withstand such fierce force and fell into a big pit. The wood slag was like confetti produced by the explosion of firecrackers, scattering in all directions.
The war hammer then raised an extremely powerful hurricane, and the wood debris that had just been scattered was gathered together and rushed towards the ceiling.