Chapter 23 (1/2)

”Hurry up, get out of the way if you don't do it, don't get in the way.” Mei Lin said helplessly, feeling nothing about Xiao Zayu's provocation, just want to end it quickly so that she can apply for that new job.

”You arrogant brat! Let's try the iron fist that this uncle is proud of today!”

The gold medalist attacked outrageously, with punch-bag-like fists, blasting towards the thin Merlin, surrounded by traces of vindictiveness, and there was a sound of breaking through the air.

He didn't show any mercy, and wanted Merlin, who didn't know where he came from, to give in and fear his own strength, so he unreservedly showed his strength with one punch.

Merlin looked at the punching fist blankly. To be honest, it was bigger than his head, but even if it was not threatening, he couldn't interest him.

So Merlin used one hand to easily resist the fist of the gold medalist, and said lightly, ”The momentum is good, with a full score of 100, I'll give you 6 points...”

”Wh!?” The face of the gold medalist was uncertain, and he was easily resisted with a full blow. There was obviously no power fluctuation. Why could he take his moves with ease?Damn it, where is this scruffy swordsman?Is it an intermediate warrior!It's amazing, what did the mid-level warrior come to this small village?They are the best guards for the nobles to fight for!

”The punch just now was the force of milking? Not so...” Merlin tilted his mouth and turned on the mocking mode.

”Johnson, what are you doing?! Don't you want a commission? Hurry up and subdue this bastard who eats the king's meal!” The restaurant owner couldn't stand it anymore, so he urged as his employer.

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement and experts watch the doorway. The restaurant owner can't see the difference in strength. He just feels that the gold medalist is deliberately releasing water. The opponent is just an ordinary person who does not know how to fight magic.

The gold medalist was sweating coldly and asked tentatively, ”Dare to ask your surname?”

”It's just an unknown pawn.” Merlin waved her hand, unwilling to say her name.

Is it really just an unknown person?

There are doubts in the hearts of the gold medalists. Perhaps there are many people with lower-level strength, but the higher they go, the more they look like a pyramid.

The status of the mid-level strength can be comparable to that of the little nobles, and the status of the high-level strength is close to that of the big nobles, and the legendary holy steps seem to have caused a certain degree of threat to the royal power.

Merlin can block his punch so easily, how can he say that he also needs intermediate strength?

Since it is an intermediate strength, how can it be an unknown person?

The head of the gold medalist, who was not very agile, grew bigger in an instant. He didn't understand how Mei Lin had no power fluctuations, so he blocked his attack?

Could it be a one-time magic item that is invalidated by the attack, similar to something like a double magic puppet.

The gold medalist looked at Merlin's face like a liar, and he became more certain that he had been cheated.

He felt that Merlin had used some kind of magical props to make himself unable to understand him, pretending to be advanced, and scaring himself away.

”Ha! I see, your kid is trying to lie to me?”

”Huh?” Merlin was full of question marks.

”Don't fucking bullshit, I've seen a lot of you swindlers who cheat, eat and drink! The child's cough is always bad, just give it a shot!”

The gold medalist started a continuous blow at a frequency of 200 punches per minute.

The fists mixed with lower-level vindictive spirits, tigers and tigers alive, every punch brings a gust of wind, so that people can see a lot of fist shadows.

”Eula Eula Eula Eula Eula Eula...!”

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The shadow of the gold medalist's fist was overwhelming, with a trace of vindictiveness, as if he wanted to hit Merlin with a punch as big as a sandbag. From the perspective of others, it was a bit like Pegasus Meteor Fist.

Merlin wanted to cooperate and talked about a series of ”no rails”, but when she thought about it, she felt vulgar, so she changed her line and liked it.

”********......!”

Merlin really gave a hand to the gold medalist, and no matter what he did, he was easily resolved by the resistance.

The gold medalist became more and more frightened, muttering in his heart what kind of magic item is this, is it a magic item that can be permanently attacked?

He faintly felt something wrong, not to mention that there was no power fluctuation in Merlin's body, but his strength seemed to be bottomless, and his calm appearance was even more unpredictable.

The gold medalist didn't give up, feeling that if he couldn't even beat a villager A, he could immediately hit the wall and die, so he seemed to have burst into a small universe, his attack became more and more vigorous, the punches burst, and the impact frequency suddenly increased.

”Um...I said it's useless, why don't you give up?” Merlin tilted his mouth, feeling a bit complicated. In the past year, I met many such fools, most of them are adventurers.

This group of adventurers will have an illusion in their hearts towards Shang Meilin, and this illusion will change over time, respectively.

Humph!I can kill garbage villagers in seconds!

Damn it twice!But it's still 50-50!

Nima!It's so **!?

Can't beat or beat, mom, I want to go home!Huh huh!