Chapter 24： Powerful power (1/2)
Chapter 20: The Power of Power
The referee felt a little wrong. He looked up and down Han Jin. If the strong men in the audience challenged him, he would not dare to respond. But the young man in front of him had a beautiful face and couldn’t see it. What an amazing place.
“Why, want to refuse?” Han Jin said faintly, pointing to the female slaves on the stage: “Do they have the qualification to refuse? If they don’t, you are the same.”
The mercenaries under the audience cheered.
”Raphael, kill him! Kill him!!” This is a fighting madman, not happy without blood.
”The coward who dare not accept the challenge, go back, don't be embarrassed here!” This person is a little clever, but also knows how to use the radical method.
”Raffael, just look at you, don't let us down!” This is a typical no-brainer. When the words are exported, they are ridiculed by their companions: ”What? You think Rafael will lose. ?!”
Although there is no strong city defense, there is no powerful magic crystal cannon to support the scene, but don't think that people here are bullying! Even if the army of the Cold Shadow City has all been killed, the mercenaries will not succumb to who is under the arrogance. Of course, if anyone can win their approval, it is another matter, but this is not a surrender. It is support.
Looking at the lively mercenaries is only a minority. There are many mercenaries who are not interested in the slave trade group. If you have this time, you might as well go to the bar to drink, boast, or hold the woman and run upstairs. How is it much more comfortable than watching the show in the snow and ice? They know that there are female slaves in the caravan, but they still don't want to build their own nests, and they don't want to have a concern. They say it is white, spend a lot of money to buy female slaves for a winter, and then go to the Taraxia mountains in the spring, if luck is not Well, which Warcraft is killed, the female slave is not cheaper! No need... Anyway, there is no shortage of women in the city of Lonely.
However, the stone monsters hovering over the sky caused the attention of the mercenaries. The number of stone monsters was very large. It was obviously an army of foreign forces. Drinking, shopping, sleeping, and countless mercenaries fought weapons, from all directions. The duel field is coming.
Seeing the mercenaries' emotions getting more and more excited, and a large number of mercenaries flocked to the duel field, Hogan's face became more and more gloomy, just as the referee turned his head and asked his opinion with his eyes, Hogan slightly pointed. Nod and made a few gestures.
Hogan believes that with a grand victory, the mercenaries can calm down, and he also tells his men, grabs the living, makes the guy a slave, and can see that although the guy has no basic magic fluctuations, It is not like a warrior, but it is definitely a big man among the mercenaries. If he is a slave, he will be qualified for negotiation.
”I, the eighth-order sage, Prio, accepts your challenge.” The referee slightly bent down to reveal a narrow smile, but his conversation remained polite enough.
The mercenaries under the stage stunned and suddenly made a snoring, eight-order sage? Not enough to watch! If the guy is a great magician, or even a top-level magician, this battle must be very exciting, but an eighth-order... It is estimated that Raphael’s fingers can kill him!
Prio heard the snoring and subconsciously thought that the mercenaries were laughing at him and relying on the bully, so he explained it intelligently: ”You are actively challenging me, aren't you?”
Han Jin did not speak, only quietly watching Proo, he was so lazy to say anything.
Prio took a magic wand from the space ring and secretly guessed Han Jin’s career. He sang a spell in a low voice. As the magic wave fluctuated, Prio’s skin suddenly became rough and then appeared on his body. A cluster of flashing scales. Dragon scales, eight-order magic, although the scales composed of elements can not be compared with the real dragon scales, but also provide a strong defense for the magician of the operation, but the dragon scales have no small negative effects. It is very difficult to make the movement of the magician, so the use value of the dragon scales is greatly reduced. Only in the case of a one-on-one battle, and the other party will certainly not release the magic, the dragon scales can exert its power.
”Wow! Dragon scales! Oh...”
”Don't forget the magic shield!”
”Steel skin care, quick release of steel skin care... stupid pig, let me say what is good for you...”
”The earth shield, fast, or you have no chance!”
Perhaps it is because I think that Han Jin can solve the opponent with one blow from the bottom of my heart, so the mercenaries are not the same as the Prio. You say a word, let Han Jin on the stage laugh and cry, just now, he still The object of great attention, now, seems to have been abandoned by everyone.
Poor Prio once again misunderstood, a lion encountering a small ant, using his claws to shoot in the past, but also to wear a heavy armor to protect themselves, it is too ridiculous. Originally, he really wanted to continue to release the magic shield, but the screams of the mercenaries made him change his mind. He smiled at Han Jin and said, ”You can start.”
Just then, there was a crisp voice from the audience: ”Raphael, give them an unforgettable lesson!”
It was the shout of Xiannier. The more intense the screams of the mercenaries, the more excited her mood was, so that she would keep her calm with her nails and palms. Of course, it’s just the calmness of appearance. Not dejected, sitting in the field, feeling the atmosphere around, she is very clear about what kind of image Han Jin is in the hearts of the mercenaries, this is her greatest pride.
After Han Jin came to power, he had been very calm. He heard the shouts of Xiannier and he suddenly smiled. From the outside, Han Jin is slightly inferior to Hiller, who relies on appearance to attract bees and talks about his life. His hair is black, not as hot as Hiller’s blonde hair. His eyes are also black, not as good as Hilles. A pair of sea blue eyes is so charming, but compared to the inner temperament, Hillester can't catch up with Hanjin. In particular, Han Jin’s smile from the heart, bright as the sun, and tenderness like water, coupled with the pure, scent of the dust, far surpassed the vicissitudes of the original work of Hillester. The women were fascinated by Hillett and would find ways to get Hillester to go to bed, but they fell in love with Han Jin. It is unclear whether they have the courage to go up and talk because Han Jin gives people a feeling of not eating fire. Let them be self-defeating.
Then Han Jin bent down in the direction of Siniel and smiled: ”Follow!”
With a bang, the mercenaries froze again, and the whistles are one after another, the big gossip!