lethal arsenal

Chapter 61 Hundred Poisons Invincible
boom!
Amidst the clash of weapons and a terrifying bang, Zheng Sanshan's figure was on the verge of collapsing.

Lin Dong quickly approached, leaned against his shoulder, and knocked him out of the ring.

Although Lin Dong had restrained his strength a bit, Zheng Sanshan's figure still flew out uncontrollably.

A little blood came out of his nose.

He fell heavily to the ground, and he still hadn't reacted—how did he lose.

It was time for the two to confront each other, with their weapons horizontal and vertical.

The strength like a bull made Zheng Sanshan's hand holding the big gun tremble, and Lin Dong took another iron mountain lean and bumped it with his shoulder.

No matter how difficult it is for Zheng Sanshan to maintain his relationship, he lost face in front of the generals, and if he loses today, he will inevitably fail in the future.

The taunting voices from the soldiers in the audience stopped abruptly as early as the moment Zheng Sanshan flew out.

Zheng Sanshan's strength is not bad for being able to attack the position of battalion general in the Linhuai Army.

In the first battalion, either the bravest or the smartest can only be qualified to set up a challenge and become the leader of the challenge if they convince the 500 people.

Yuan Sanjia had ten battalions in his hand, Zheng Sanshan was about to ascend to a high position, but in the end he was defeated.

For a moment, the soldiers present were a little bit embarrassed and uproarious.

"Everyone, please be polite. Today, I'm here to compete and exchange ideas. I hope you won't be offended."

He didn't talk too much. If it was before, Lin Dong would have opened his mouth to fight ten rounds. After losing one battle, his mentality changed a lot.

The one-legged bronze spear stabbed into the ground, and a ten-foot-long narrow crack like a knife mark appeared on the surface of the arena.

He crossed his arms around his chest, and didn't even look down. He just stared at a certain place in the void, and there seemed to be something attracting him.

【mission completed!Two-sided three swords]

[You have successfully delivered the key secret envelope to Yuan Sanjia, Marshal of the Linhuai Army, and you will be rewarded with a green affix for successfully completing the mission. Please choose from the following! 】

[Get the affixes "A hundred battles without danger", "Hundred poisons are invincible", "Deceitful steps without a trace", "Da Mang Niu Jin" to choose from! 】

The voices of the soldiers bowing their heads and whispering to each other's ears all faded away at this moment.

Lin Dong stared at the lines of writing in the void that only he could see, with hesitation in his eyes.

He was mainly entangled in the two green affixes of "a hundred battles without danger" and "a hundred poisons invulnerable".

The former should be related to the state of the battle, while the latter's meaning is extremely simple, directly linked to poison, and when you think of the snake spirit general you will deal with next.

Lin Dong gritted his teeth and focused his thoughts on "Hundred Poisons Are Invulnerable". In fact, he wanted the affix more invincible, but the conditions did not allow it.

However, speaking of it, the task of sending letters this time is relatively simple, and the rewards given are particularly generous.

【Name: Invulnerability to Hundred Poisons】

[Quality: Green]

[Effect: It can make your body resist most toxins, including but not limited to ghost poison, corpse poison, and demon poison.Unless it is highly poisonous above the legendary level, the rest of the poisons cannot affect you in any way. 】

[Position: any part]

……

"Pretty sweet."

Lin Dong had such a thought, and the moment he picked up the affix, his brain seemed to be much refreshed.

I can't tell what the specific changes are, but the whole person seems to be clearer, and the beads hanging around the neck are slightly shiny.

"If you can defeat Zheng Sanshan, you must have some skills."

A man with braids coiled on the back of his head, tall and thin like a pole, walked onto the ring slowly and said.

This man has sharp eyes, and two scimitars are hung on his waist, and the scimitars cut blood grooves that are neither deep nor shallow.

As far as the number of ways is concerned, it seems to be close to the body, but it is rare to be as thin as him.

"Zheng Sanshan? Who?"

Lin Dong said so on purpose, and pulled out the one-horned bronze man without any hesitation.

"Let's fight quickly, I'm in a hurry."

This is Lin Dong's second sentence.

The flat tone made people feel domineering in their bones. They are all first-class and ruthless people who have fought well in the battlefield. Who would be afraid of whom?

Which official hat is not stained with blood.

The red of the first and second ranks, the blue of the third and fourth ranks, the crystal of the fifth rank, the white jade of the sixth rank, and the golden dome of the seventh and eighth ranks.

The man with sharp eyes didn't say any more, he drew out his two sabers, and with a dexterous movement of his thumb, the crescent-shaped saber in his palm on the left flicked violently and flew out in a whirl.

A series of dense sonic booms sounded in the air.

Then, this person took a big stride, a long distance away, and swayed a few times, as if he had already rushed in front of Lin Dong.

Lin Dong squinted his eyes as the black saber shadow acted as a hood. He picked up the one-legged bronze spear, pointed it at the black shadow in front of him, and swung it hard.

……

"Angkor, the idea is tricky."

A small principal said to the general who was drinking from a jasper gourd beside him.

This general, carrying a big bow with horns on his back, and a fan-shaped quiver hanging from his waist, the most exaggerated thing is that he wears a dark gold mask on his face, a white sleeveless short jacket on his upper body, and indigo breeches underneath.

"He is a master, but there are not none in the Huai Army."

The general surnamed Wu took a sip of his wine.

Jasper's green gourd was tied around his waist casually.

"Angkor, can you fight?"

The little school provoked and asked again.

General surnamed Wu licked his lips, staring at the figure on the ring with great interest.

"Whether you can fight or not, you have to fight to know."

He murmured softly.

At some point, more and more soldiers gathered under the arena.

If it was said that the people who watched before were only those who could not reach Zheng Sanshan's battalion, at this moment, the soldiers of the Linhuai Army had already filled the entire school grounds densely.

Even on the high platform where Yuan Sanjia was standing, there were quite a few generals standing there.

At this moment, Yuan Sanjia's complexion turned dark.

Although I said that if you can fight ten battalions, you can fight ten battalions, but if you really beat ten battalions, where will Yuan Sanjia put his old face?
The entire Linhuai army was singled out, so wouldn't it be reduced to a joke in the officialdom in the future?

The rest of the generals around Yuan Sanjia also stared at the arena below, wishing to replace those who fought against Lin Jiong in the arena and replace them with their own bodies.

"Marshal, after this round, he has won six games in a row."

On the left hand side of Yuan Sanjia's left hand was a crystal-topped general, wearing a trumpet hat, with tiger-headed beast swallowing blade armguards hanging on his arms, said in a low voice.

"Should I change to a humble job?"

The general continued to probe.

Yuan Sanjia blew on his beard, and couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "Chen Desheng, you're a fucking fifth-rank garrison, with 24 moments of dragon energy, and if you want to fight a battalion officer, this old man will feel ashamed for you."

Calling Chen Desheng, he didn't think so, just smiled and said: "Then why don't you just let Wu Youwei, that bastard, he will definitely win. His monstrous martial arts will not lose your face."

He swears and pats his chest to guarantee.

Wu Youwei also has the identity of Yuan Sanjia's adopted son.

"This……"

Yuan Sanjia stroked his beard, looked over the crowd below, and landed on a young general who was secretly drinking from a gourd.

At this moment, Chen Desheng seemed to have seen through Yuan Sanjia's thoughts, waved his hands, and ordered the left and right: "Go and tell Wu Youwei, the next one, he will compete, if he loses, from now on, he is not allowed to drink a drop of wine. If he wins, I will reserve the venue for three days in Zuixianlou, and let him drink to death inside, do you understand?"

"Yes."

The herald replied.

And Yuan Sanjia next to him slowly raised his eyebrows this time.

　The image of "Wu Youwei" was modified based on the picture of the game character provided by "Archangel Samuel" in the comment area.

　　The supporting characters are named by myself.

　　If you have any favorite character image, you can leave a message + stickers in the comment area, and then you can leave it on the weapon and the like. I will see it later, and if the image is suitable, I will arrange it for my brothers.

　　
　
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