Chapter 724 Challenge

late at night.

Wall left the embassy of the country of steel and found a tavern on the side of the road to drink.

His father, Count Cruz, has completely focused on his incompetent brother.

Wall thought of the wine glass he was holding here, and there was a crack.

"This time the Holy Spirit Nolan Open seems to be attended by people from all over the world."

"So what, let me tell you, today's match between the Iron Forgers is really crushing, especially the operation of the folding sword is so strong that there is nothing to say."

"It seems that the champion of the Holy Spirit Nolan Open this time must belong to our country of steel! The iron casters will definitely win this honor!"

Wall keenly caught the discussion of a group of people sitting at the next table, and their voices sounded very noisy.

Wall, who was originally extremely bored, became even more irritable when he heard the Nolan Open between the Iron Man and the Holy Spirit.

He suddenly put the wine glass on the table, making a heavy impact.

"It's just a game, what qualifications do you have to talk about the honor of the country?"

Wall stared at the group of people sitting at the next table with his cold pupils.

"What did you say?"

Sitting next door was a group of mercenaries. They were obviously drunk, and when they heard Wall's provocation, they immediately stood up angrily under the influence of alcohol.

Wall also clenched his fists and stood up. He came to this tavern today to teach a guy who has been chasing him in the game of the Holy Spirit.

This group of mercenaries who often talked about games and national honor made Wall very uncomfortable.

In Wall's view, the only things that can bet on the honor of the entire country are wars and gladiatorial matches. This kind of game that looks like a child's game is too unqualified.

"You're right! Brother...what an honor to the Iron Nation! Don't make me laugh anymore."

The moment Wall stood up, a group of people at the table behind him also stood up.

He turned his head and looked at the table behind him, which was also a group of burly mercenaries.

Finally someone with a normal head?

Wall exhaled a sigh of relief and was glad to find someone with the same views as him here.

"That's right, the game is not eligible to bet on..." Wall was just about to answer him.

The group of mercenaries came to Wall and stared at the group of Steel Kingdom mercenaries in front of Wall, then made a very mocking gesture to them, and then told them what they wanted to say in a loud voice. roared out.

"Because the champion of this Nolan Holy Spirit Open must belong to our country of frost! You guys from the country of steel will never win the championship!"

After the mercenary finished speaking, he put his hand on Wall's shoulder.

"Am I right! Brother!"

Sorry...I'm from the Iron Nation.

Wall felt a sense of collapse at this moment.

What the hell is going on in this world? Wall looked at the mercenaries between the two sides, and they were so excited to fight each other for a dispute over a game match.

farce!

Wall was no longer interested in teaching this group of guys a lesson, and wanted to turn around and leave the tavern, but the door of the tavern was pushed open at this moment.

A middle-aged man with gray hair and blood eyes walked into the tavern, and the first thing he said after entering the tavern was...

"Who is the Wall of Ossenburg?" His scarlet eyes scanned all the people in the tavern, and finally fixed on Wall. "Is it you!"

Wall ignored him and walked directly towards the door of the tavern. He no longer wanted to participate in this farce tonight.

"Wait a moment!"

But this middle-aged man stood in front of him.

"I practiced for a whole week, just to cleanse the previous shame! Come on, the Wall of Ossenburg... If I win you with the watchman, you must take back what you said before!"

Another...Holy Spirit match?

"Get out of the way, I will spare your life today."

Wall clenched his teeth, clenched his hands into fists, and stared at him with wolf-like eyes.

"You agreed to fight in this tavern today."

The scarlet pupils of the middle-aged man met his gaze.

"I'm not in the mood to play Holy Ghost, I'll tell you with my fists..."

Before Wall finished speaking, his body took a few steps back uncontrollably, and then sat on a chair.

His angry expression gradually turned dull, and Wall looked at his trembling hands.

will die.

His intuition kept warning him just now, if he punched that middle-aged man just now...he would die!

"This is my twenty-seventh challenge to you! Let's start! I will never lose this time!"

The middle-aged man picked up a table and moved it in front of Wall, and at the same time, the magic net interface appeared in front of his eyes.

What is the twenty-seventh challenge? Doesn't reality have the ability to kill me easily? What kind of monster is this guy?

Wall's trembling hands clenched again, and now Wall was a little thankful that... he could easily defeat this monster on top of the Holy Spirit.

"We in the Frost Kingdom are going to have a one-on-one duel with others!"

Wall suddenly heard the shout of a mercenary behind him, and it didn't take long for a group of people to surround him and the middle-aged man.

It didn't feel bad, Wall forced a smile on his face, which reminded him of the first time he entered the underground arena and struggled to survive.

"I beat the kid from the Frost Kingdom to win."

"Me too!"

The fact that a gambling game will be established in private is also very similar to the underground arena in the country of steel.

But there is one thing that makes Wall very dissatisfied.

"I'm from the Iron Country! Don't get me wrong!"

Wall took out the original spar mouse, opened the magic net, and logged directly into the Holy Spirit.

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next morning.

"Aren't you nocturnal creatures?"

Joshua straightened his upturned hair in front of the mirror. Joshua was glad that the man in purple was there last night, otherwise Shirley might be lying on Joshua's bed disheveled today.

Today, Qiao Xiu should be alone in Qiao Xiu's room, but when Qiao Xiu woke up, a middle-aged man was standing silently by the window.

"That's just some human beings' wrong understanding of this power." The Blood Duke stood by the window and said respectfully to Joshua.

"It's really uncomfortable to see a man in my room early in the morning..." Joshua sighed.

"Would it be better for my daughter to come?"

Duke Blood didn't seem to understand the reason for Qiao Xiu's sigh.

"No, no need...Today is the time for the team from the Demon Realm to officially debut, but before that...I have one thing I want to discuss with everyone."

After Joshua cleaned his teeth as quickly as possible with the toothbrush in this world, he turned his head and said to Grand Duke Blood.

"What's up?"

It was for this reason that Duke Blood visited Qiao Xiu's room.

"About what identity we will use to fight..." Qiao Xiu said.