Chapter 210 209. Reorganizing the Heart

"Boom!!!"

The huge body riddled with holes fell down, and the two corpses, black and white, were like hills. The arena was divided into two extreme environments. One side was a hot underground magma river, and the other side was a snow-covered mountain peak.

Mo Cheng's body had changed back to a human appearance, and he walked out of Benglong's body panting heavily. He was directly swallowed by Benglong just now, and after carrying out crazy destruction inside Benglong, he finally destroyed the white snow god. Just kill him.

After facing Tyrannosaurus and then Collapse Dragon, even Mo Cheng felt a little overwhelmed. His steps were heavy, his body was weak, and even his brain seemed groggy.

Benglong and Tyrannosaurus have the most terrifying voices among the dragon beasts, and can even concentrate the dragon's roar in a line to form a roar that can directly blast through the city gate.

After taking several shots of this roar head-on, even Mo Cheng had to admit that the damage of this move was extremely high. Even after his whole body transformed into a dragon, he couldn't hold on.

But even so, even if he faced the [Black and White Double Wall] that frightened countless people, the final winner was still Mo Cheng.

But the arena seemed to have no intention of giving Mo Cheng time to rest. After he killed the two dragon beasts of Tyrannosaurus and Collapse Dragon, a third round of enemies unexpectedly appeared.

What appeared for the third time was not a dragon man or a dragon beast, but a human being.

It was a young man with blond hair and blue eyes, with a cynical smile on his lips, but there was a kind of malice in the other person's eyes.

Not from hatred, nor from conflict of interest, just like a child pouring boiling water on an ant nest, with inherent malice without any reason.

"Bah bang bang!"

The newly appeared man did not attack directly like the enemies in the previous two rounds, but applauded Mo Cheng, "Wonderful battle, whether it was your decisiveness in the first round or your strong fighting power in the second round, you are This is a trial for the best warriors for hundreds of years.”

Mo Cheng didn't say anything. He took the time to recover his strength when the other party seemed to want to talk at length. Forget about the dragons in the first round, but the Tyrannosaurus and Benglong were really thick-skinned and thick-bodied and could withstand fucking, which cost him a lot. It took a lot of physical strength to kill two dragon beasts.

He now needs time to recover his strength, and naturally he will not interrupt the enemy's tirade at this time.

And when he appeared, this arena gave Mo Cheng a message: This is the last round and the last enemy.

As we all know, the enemy that appears last is often the strongest. Without knowing the details of the opponent, Mo Chenghe prefers to recover rather than attack first.

"Don't want to talk. Are you taking a break to recover your strength?"

The smile on the man's face remained unchanged, but the emotion in his eyes seemed to be more sarcastic, "There is no need to worry that I will attack you at this time. When facing the final trial, the challenger will have half an hour to rest. This It’s my kindness, William, you can accept it gratefully.”

kindness? If the emotion expressed in the eyes of the man who called himself William were not so obvious, Mo Cheng might still be willing to believe him.

But after seeing the undisguised malice and seeing the equipment on the opponent's body, Mo Cheng would never believe a single word that came out of the opponent's mouth.

He was wearing a black jacket with a hood for easy movement. The jacket he wore underneath contained five or six firearms on the chest. There were a large number of small props hanging on the belt around his waist. The wrists of his hands were obviously bulging, and they were obviously equipped with some mechanisms that were easy to trigger.

This kind of attire is a highly recognizable profession even in [Foreign Land].

"The Swordsman's words have actually reached the point where he expects others to believe him?"

The Crafty Swordsman is a profession that is extremely rare among the aborigines of [Foreign Land], but is chosen by many players.

A profession that can be said to be proficient in any field. In terms of spells, it is good at [Shadow] and [Enchantment]. In divine arts, it worships a conspiracy evil god who has driven himself crazy. Although it is impossible to obtain divine spells through gods, it can be obtained through gods. The divine power gained through faith can also release some related supernatural abilities.

The reputation of the Swordsman among the native people of Koyre is not good, because it is a profession that does everything possible to complete the task. Because it wants to kill a powerful monster, it will actively lure it to a nearby village to consume its power.

In order to destroy the bandits' dens, they would volunteer to become the bandits' informants, leak information about the village or caravan, and trick the two sides into a fierce and bloody battle.

And all these actions are not out of kindness or justice. The Swordsman can improve himself in this kind of capricious deception and killing. They are absolute loners. No one is willing to team up with a Swordsman. .

Because you never know when a crossbow arrow will be shot from behind, or a dagger from a teammate will pierce your heart.

In the continent of Koyre, the Swordsman profession is found in many towns or organizations. It is best to start with [Disgust] or [Warning], even if it is an organization of the evil camp.

As for the players who are willing to work as [Cunning Swordsmen], they mainly come from a special school. The Cunning Swordsmen have an ability called [Word Blade], which allows them to carry out mental attacks in a language that the enemy can understand and understand during battle, and this The ability has been greatly improved, and no special equipment is required.

Therefore, the Swordsman has no obvious characteristics and has no special profession, so he suddenly became popular among players. So much so that for a period of time in the PVP fighting arena, players who were matched with the Swordsman profession would simply admit defeat.

Because once the fight starts, you have to endure the intense greetings from the other party to your direct maternal relatives for more than ten minutes. At the same time, the opponent's insults can really cause HP damage, thereby winning the battle.

Even if they lose in the end, the Swordsman will feel happy, but the winner will feel as uncomfortable as eating shit.

At the beginning, [Foreign Land] wanted to be launched globally at the same time, but it was stuck on the national server for more than half a year. The Swordsman's [Word Blade] ability accounted for a large part of the reason.

For a long time, the player group directly used the term "bastard" to refer to the Swordsman.

"Has it been seen?"

William shrugged, not paying attention to Mo Cheng's vigilant look, and instead talked about irrelevant topics, "By the way, do you know the rules of this trial?"

"Two warriors of the opposite sex participate in the trial together. If they win, they can obtain [Bloodline] under [Blessing], so they can have children. After all, it is very difficult for dragonborn to give birth to offspring with high bloodline purity, and with enough power, It is to prove that there are basic requirements that can protect newborns.”

This trial was about dragons or dragonborns. Mo Cheng had already seen this in the first two rounds. First it was dragonborns, then dragon beasts. This direction was too clear.

Mo Cheng clenched his fist secretly. In just a short time, he had recovered more than half of his physical strength, and he could blast out his fist at any time to make the cunning swordsman in front of him die miserably.

Seemingly unaware of Mo Cheng's movement, William continued: "But this trial is to prove the strength of the newborn's parents and prove their ability to protect the newborn with high blood purity, so the trial is usually conducted in pairs. , once one person fails and dies, it will be considered a failure."

"It's not like there weren't dragonborn couples who were extremely powerful on one side, but they both failed. Do you know why?"

Mo Cheng's eyes narrowed. He already understood what William wanted to do. With one step, his whole body broke through the distance of tens of meters in an instant, and his fists were launched one step ahead of the sound.

but……

William took out a card and said, "Activate, [Replacement]!"

In an instant, Mo Cheng's eyes blurred. He had reached the suspended platform above the ring, but Misasi was nowhere to be found.

Without thinking, Mo Cheng jumped forward and rappelled in the air in order to return to the ring faster.

William's words have made it very clear that a unilaterally powerful Dragonborn team cannot pass the trial, because William does not need to defeat the powerful Dragonborn, he only needs to kill the weak ones.

The trial arena gave William sufficient authority.

In a panic, Mo Cheng directly caused the thunder and fire elements to explode behind him. The shock wave caused by the explosion allowed him to reach the ring faster.

But when he landed on the ring, the scene in front of him made his eyes wide open.

A sword pierced Misas's chest from behind, and at the same time, the sword was twisted to cause secondary damage, ensuring that the princess without any fighting ability died here.

As if sensing Misasi's death, Mo Cheng no longer formed a team. William waved provocatively to Mo Cheng, who was not far away, "Sorry, the trial failed. I look forward to your coming again next time."

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