Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 390 Gambling
The sun was shining brightly, and the top of the mountain was already in sight. Ren tapped the hard stone with his toes, and his leg muscles suddenly exerted strength.

despair!
With a strong step on his legs, his figure flashed in the air amidst the surging air waves, rushing forward like a flying swallow.

As his body flew through the air, Ren quickly passed a few dense bushes from above, and the howling wind poured into his body surface from the opening of his clothes, bringing a bit of refreshment.

swoosh~

There was a rush of breaking wind, and a blond young man with a silver-white knight sword on his back galloped like lightning, and chased after him with incomparably nimble steps.

"Hey, friend, who do you think will win this sparring?"

Turning his head to glance at Ren next to him, the blond young man's body surface was surrounded by a layer of white light, his face was flushed, and he was almost running fast with all his strength.

In contrast, Ren seemed a lot more relaxed and freehand, and his breathing was not disordered. He replied in a flat tone:
"I don't know, I'm not good at swordsmanship, and I don't know much about the strength of the two people in front of me."

"Oh, I get it, you just happened to be here at the right time, and you didn't come here specifically to watch the sword debate on the mountaintop." The blond young man suddenly said.

He is a [Golden Rose Knight] at the beginning of the fourth rank, specializing in swordsmanship, so he came here to join in the fun.

The news that Mahad wanted to compete with the sixth Marquis of Thornton on the Qingfeng Mountain Range had spread, which attracted many swordsmen to come here to observe.

'I see. '

After hearing this, Ren knew that there were quite a few transcendent people climbing this time. Although he didn't see other temple-level powerhouses, there were still a few master-level swordsmen like the blond youth.

If the swordsmanship encounters a bottleneck and cannot improve, it is better to watch and learn than to keep working behind closed doors.

Ren thought for a moment, then asked:
"My friend, do you know why Mahad and Lord Thornton fought?"

If it's just a simple swordsmanship sparring, unless you are a showy person, there is no need to make it known to everyone.

Otherwise, it's okay to win, but how embarrassing to lose, so many people are watching, and the masters want to save face.

"Uh, maybe it's because I'm happy to see you. Heroes cherish heroes. It's rare to meet someone worth fighting for..." Glancing at Ren's disdainful expression, the blond young man smiled mischievously, "Well, they got it because of a business. Disagreement, agreement..."

"It turned out to be a gambling fight." Ren showed a clear smile.

The blond youth nodded, it was true.

The Vergara family in the North Sea has a business cooperation with the Marquis of Thorton's family in Faroland. The former intends to sell a batch of unprocessed marble from Sierna Island to the latter, but they disagree on some terms.

When an agreement cannot be reached and the enemy is not an enemy, it is relatively common in mainland Saigon to use force to subdue the other party and force the other party to make appropriate concessions.

The power of the transcendent belongs to himself, so there are many transcendents who are aggressive and have a strong sense of victory.

In order to avoid cheating, such gambling fights are generally open, and there are usually witnesses.

If someone loses and refuses to accept the account afterwards, it will seriously affect the reputation and glory of the individual or family.

…………

Not far ahead, the Marquis of Thornton and the descendant of Hades, Mahad, who were flying with their swords, had already reached the top of the mountain.

This is a flat-topped mountain. The terrain on the top of the mountain is relatively flat, just like a huge arena, which is very suitable for fighting.

Clang~
The blades collided, and sparks flew everywhere!
The battle has already begun, and both of them are holding bright long swords condensed with spiritual energy, and they are fighting hand-to-hand in mid-air.

While the figures flickered and staggered, clanging sounds came and went one after another!

Mahad swept across with his sword, repelled his opponent, and said with a long smile, "Kui Gang, your sword skills are not bad, you are not too old to lift a sword."

"You won't be able to laugh later!"

In mid-air, the Marquis of Thornton stepped on a cold sword, and held a large golden sword like glass in his hand.

Taunting each other, the eyes of the two were very sharp, and the moment their eyes met, they fought again!
clang clang!

The blue and gray sword lights kept colliding fiercely, the fierce sword lights tore the air, set off billowing air waves, and burst out ear-piercing hisses!

After a while, Ren and the blond young man also arrived at the top of the mountain, but before they could catch their breath, Qi Qi's expression changed.

Swish~

In the center of the battlefield, several bursts of sword energy whizzed towards them with sharp and menacing edges.

"Fuck!" The blond youth cursed loudly.

He sideways dodged a burst of sword energy, quickly pulled out the long silver sword behind him, flicked the blade lightly with his fingers, and the exquisite pattern on it suddenly lit up with dazzling white light!

clang~
In an instant, the sword was horizontally in front of him, blocking a materialized sword light in front of him, but the sword energy still tore a shallow trace on the ground.

The sword energy from the temple-level powerhouse is not so easy to catch.

Under the huge impact, the blond young man gritted his teeth, his arms trembled, and he backed away even with his sword.

In contrast, Ryan is much more casual.

The energy of the stars spread to the palm of his hand, and he stretched out his right palm, which exuded the light of cold stars, like steel, and pinched the sword light that was cutting towards him with incomparable precision!
The vibrating power of the rotating tide passed through the palm, and only the crisp sound of "click, click" was heard, and cracks appeared on the materialized sword glow.

Boom!

With a sudden grip of Ren's fingers, the sword light shattered and collapsed in an instant, turning into a gust of wind and disappearing invisible.

Beside him, the blond young man with difficulty blocked the sword energy at this time, Ren's performance made him a little dumbfounded

"Friend, you..., this is too exaggerated." He looked straight at Ren, with a surprised tone.

This is the attack of the fourth-order peak powerhouse, even if it is just the overflowing sword energy, but with the strength at the beginning of the fourth-order, it is difficult to easily receive it.

Ren shrugged his shoulders and pouted:

"Brother, if I were you, I would take the initiative to move back now, so as not to be accidentally injured by the aftermath."

When the strong fight against each other, not everyone can watch from a close distance.

Heartbroken, old iron, the corner of the blond youth's mouth twitched: "Don't worry, the witnesses haven't arrived yet, they are just warming up.

By the way, let me introduce myself, I am Leon, from the city of Melova in the middle of the country, and I am the direct son of the Marquis Fenocassiu family. "

The Feynorcash family, one of the top noble families in Faroland, currently has a saint in the family——"Horn of Dawn" Wade.

"Ryan Ackerman, from Buchen City."

Although he was a little surprised by the identity of the blond youth, Ren introduced himself calmly.

Leon is not the saint Wade himself, and his strength is not as good as him. He doesn't need to be too polite and humble.

Not minding Ryan's slightly indifferent attitude, Leon asked curiously:

"Are you the 19-year-old new master who killed the werewolf Marquis Brewster not long ago?"

"Yes, it's me."

(End of this chapter)