My surname is Stark, who changed my job to become a female big gun?

Chapter 494 She wants to prove to everyone!

"Now! Best of three games! I'll play after she's done! If you can win us all! Then we'll all be at your disposal!"

Seeing that he couldn't win against Sif, Thor simply changed the rules on the spot and forced the outcome of one game to a best-of-three game.

His original intention was that he was just having a good time. Anyway, these guys were already the meat of his mouth. It didn't depend on his mood how he wanted to eat them!

But in this way, it gave these bandits an illusion.

That made them feel that the strength of this Asgardian female warrior was actually not that great. The second prince felt unsure, so he wanted to find a way to make up for himself by winning two out of three games.

The robbers who thought of this suddenly laughed to themselves, and their eyes on Sif couldn't help but start to become more and more despicable.

They are not interested in Thor, the old man, but if it is this Asgardian female warrior...

"Okay! Then win two out of three games!"

The demon standing in front of the formation was naturally secretly happy when he heard this.

As the mastermind behind the cold arrow just now, the demon could naturally see that the female warrior in front of him was very skilled. Although he didn't have time to pay too much attention after the chaotic battle behind him, he was still certain of defeating the opponent.

But Thor, the God of Thunder, was different. Even though he had strong self-control and self-healing abilities with the majestic power of thunder just now, he couldn't help but secretly murmur in his heart.

Therefore, this demon is naturally willing to take the lead in confronting this female warrior.

Feeling the naked gaze from the other side, Sif frowned knowing that she was being looked down upon.

He snorted coldly, clenched the long sword in his hand, held the battle shield given by Odin in front of him, and got ready to fight.

Seeing this, Thor raised his warhammer high and gave a command. The Asgard soldiers gathered around him suddenly stood solemnly and responded to the call.

"Shout!"

The thieves were surrounded by neat shouts in an instant. Three consecutive shouts, and the majestic momentum aroused shocked the thieves to change their expressions.

Even before the fight started, they were already losing in terms of momentum.

After looking around for a while, his eyes finally fell on the fighting female warrior in front of him. The demon bit his back teeth and couldn't help but feel a little reluctant to retreat.

However, just when he was thinking of saying something to delay the time, Sif had already moved!

With the battle shield given by Odin in front and the golden holy sword shining with luxurious light behind her, Sif's steps suddenly exerted force, and she quickly advanced in front of the devil!

Seeing the opponent's menacing attack, the demon's face changed wildly and he hurriedly flew back. At the same time, he also raised the saw blade sword held in one hand in front of him to block the opponent's attack.

"Shield! Give me a shield!"

The demon's expression on his face was quite ugly as he awkwardly dodged a shield attack from the female warrior.

Not to mention that he was weaker in terms of momentum, and he still had one weapon less than his opponent. With only the one-handed sword in his hand, how could he compete with his opponent's sword and shield.

Fortunately, a bandit who was familiar with this demon saw his disadvantage and quickly snatched the buckler from his accomplice, said hello and threw it towards the center of the duel.

But this scene was also seen by Sif. She immediately took advantage of the opponent's momentary distraction and struck the saw blade away from the demon's hand with the shield. At the same time, she turned around and suddenly swung the golden holy sword from bottom to top. Slash diagonally towards the demon's chest and abdomen.

In the midst of the lightning and flint, the devil felt a flash of cold light in front of him. He subconsciously turned around to avoid it, and then felt a golden afterimage brushing past his face.

chap!

A crisp cutting sound came, and the devil felt a light on his head. The next second, all the horns on his head were broken off.

Sif, who swung the sword, did not continue to pursue, because she was now standing directly in front of the bandits. If she continued to press forward step by step, she was afraid that the guys on the opposite side would use some dirty tricks.

Sheathing her sword and holding her shield, Sif took three steps back. She stepped back to the round shield thrown by the opponent and kicked it towards the demon.

The meaning is very clear, take the shield and let's fight for another round!

Looking down at his broken horn, and then at the shield rolling over, the demon felt that he had lost all face, and the skin on his face could not help but turn red again.

But fortunately, his skin is already red, so others can't tell it right now.

Suppressing the anger of being humiliated, the demon glanced at the female warrior standing opposite with a shield, waiting for him to attack, and couldn't help feeling a little wary of the giant sword in her hand.

That Kuanren giant sword is by no means an ordinary thing, and its sharpness cannot be compared with that of ordinary weapons!

Others may not be able to see the doorway, but how could he not be clear about it?

As a member of the demon clan, the horns on his head are a symbol of his race. However, the hardness of these horns is extremely hard and cannot be cut with ordinary weapons!

But the broken corner on the ground was not only smooth and clean, but there wasn't even the slightest break.

Silently picking up the round shield, the devil secretly complained in his heart. "Come on! Show that bitch some color!"

"Come on! Let them see how powerful we are!"

Listening to the shouting of those guys who were just watching the excitement, the devil's face became even more ugly. In anger, he simply yelled at those guys.

"What are you calling for! Come if you have the ability! Fuck!"

Cursing, the demon tightened the sword in his hand and twisted his neck in slight discomfort.

The feeling of his head being heavy and light at the same time made him feel awkward. If he didn't use force on his neck, his head would always tilt to one side.

"How long are you going to wait for dark?"

Staring at this guy's movements, Sif, who was standing with a shield, mocked slightly impatiently.

The opponent's position at this time made it difficult for her to take the initiative to attack again, so she could only wait for the guy to rush forward.

However, looking at the opponent's current appearance, I am afraid that even if the sun sets, this guy will not take the initiative to attack.

"You, why are you in a hurry? What's wrong with me adjusting?"

The demon blushed and replied, then turned to look at his companions around him. He wanted to change to another weapon that he could use. I am afraid that this round shield alone would not be able to survive three rounds in the opponent's hands.

But what he didn't expect was that as he looked, the bandits surrounding him all took a step back.

Wherever he looked, he retreated. At the end of his retreat, a four- to five-meter-sized space was opened for him.

The devil opened his mouth, and he had ten thousand curse words in his mind.

However, there were still people who could see his predicament and took the lead in throwing another shield at him.

Then many people followed suit and threw a few more sword blades at him.

"Go! Brother, we support you! Kill that bitch!"

"Yes! Fuck that bitch!"

The corner of the devil's mouth twitched, and you guys just support it, right? Can this bit of scrap metal be of any use?

But what else could he do?

Bite the bullet!

The broken wooden shield in his hand was replaced by a metal shield on the ground. The demon, who felt a little safer, took a deep breath, then took a long step and rushed towards Sif.

Feeling the fighting spirit in the opponent's body, Sif couldn't help but raise her mind and set up her shield again, preparing to block the opponent's attack!

It was too late but it was too fast. The distance between the two of them was a few meters away, and the demon pulled them closer in a few steps. There was only a dull sound, and the two metal shields collided fiercely.

This is a battle of pure strength!

The demon planned to take advantage of his own advantages as a male and his tall body, and rely on his strength to gain some advantages in the scene.

Little did he know that this action was in line with Sif's plan. The reason why she took the initiative to take on the task of suppressing bandits in Vanaheim was to prove to everyone that although she was a woman, she was no weaker than a man!

If it had been 2 years ago, she might not have dared to make such a decision.

But after getting acquainted with the wizard of Midgard and obtaining the holy sword in her hand, her thoughts have changed!

She doesn't need to rely on a man to prove her strength, nor does she need to be attached to a man!

She wants to prove to those who deny her that even a woman can become a respected warrior god!

"How is this possible? How can this woman be so strong?"

Feeling the resistance coming from the front of the shield, the demon who strode forward to attack with the momentum of the charge was greatly shocked.

Then, the demon noticed the high-spirited aura coming from the opponent, as well as the fighting eyes that slowly emerged from behind the shield.

"No! We can't delay any longer! We must deal with this guy wholeheartedly! Otherwise..."

Otherwise, he might die!

(End of this chapter)