Sky Dragon Rider

The organizer of the gladiatorial contest sent a strong wind-type sword god to defend the rules of the gladiatorial contest, and the two contestants who were already at war had to give up the idea of ​​fighting fiercely.

The young noble archer snorted, turned and retreated without hesitation.

Obviously, even with the power of the Duke of Grosso Hiss, he can't fight against the powerful force behind the organizer of the gladiatorial competition.

"Wait, young swordsman!"

Just as Lin Mo turned around, his eyes blurred, and the wind-type sword god of the arena suddenly blocked him.

"What's the matter? Lord Wind Sword God!"

Standing still, Lin Mo frowned, the other party's attitude seemed to be plotting.

"Can you show me your sword?"

The words of the wind-type sword god are obviously seeking personal gain with power, and his eyes are completely on the two-handed sword in Lin Mo's hand. In fact, he is as curious as everyone else about how this weapon can break through two layers of magic shields in one go.

Lin Mo suddenly took a step back and looked over vigilantly. The sword in his hand kept ringing, and the words of the wind sword god had already touched his reverse scale.

The Wind Sword God seemed to have guessed the hidden meaning behind Lin Mo's retreat, he gave a dry laugh, and said, "Hehe, don't be afraid, I'm just curious, just to see, and I won't steal your things." Some moves.It is entirely to dispel the other party's vigilance and suspicion.

Sword Intent is a special spiritual imprint attached to a weapon, which is very rare. It is caused by the sword-holder for decades.In the case of not leaving the sword, a special imprint formed by an unknown coincidence of long-term infusion and purification of one's own energy and spirit will only be perceived by the fighters.

If other swordsmen can come into contact with weapons that contain sword intent and concentrate on comprehending them, they will most likely benefit greatly.

"Okay! Let's exchange temporarily!"

Lin Mo was moved immediately.

The weapons that form the sword intent have always been rare in the world. Even the royal family of the Slan Empire never owned weapons that contained the sword intent. Only the sword gods with extremely profound sword skills can nurture this kind of treasure that can become a family inheritance.

There are countless powerful sword gods in history.But the birth of sword intent is still an event with extremely low probability that cannot be repeated.

"Okay, it's a deal!" The hilts of the two sides were turned upside down, and the exchange was quickly completed.

"Hey! It's so heavy!"

As soon as the two-handed sword entered his hand, the wind sword god noticed something strange, it was dozens of times heavier than an ordinary two-handed sword of the same size.If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he might even have mistakenly thought he was holding a heavy hammer.

The center of gravity of the sword is very strange, it seems to be constantly changing, erratic, it makes people feel sad and almost vomits blood, obviously it is not as simple as a two-handed sword on the surface.

I don't know what kind of materials and forging techniques were used to make it so weird. The wind-type sword god urged his fighting spirit to hold the hilt steadily, and looked at it carefully.

The blade is extremely well crafted, with no flaws in the details.Even a trace of texture is impeccably perfect, and the mirror-like blade that clearly reflects the figure cannot see a trace of scratches.

From the scabbard to the sword edge, tsuba, sword grid and hilt, it is more like a gorgeous and exquisite work of art.Rather than a bloodthirsty murder weapon.

Many powerhouses outside the arena all held their breath, watching from a distance that the sword god powerhouse of the organizer of the arena was studying that weird two-handed sword.

A cyan flame of battle suddenly rose from the body of the wind sword god, and the mirror blade and the flames reflected each other, and the two-handed sword seemed to have turned into a cyan flame sword.

"what!"

Breathing out, he swung his sword suddenly.

Chi! ~~~~Boom! ~

After the whistling sound of tearing brocade and silk, the isolation zone for rejecting horses thirty steps away suddenly collapsed.There was a gap of at least ten steps.

The soldiers nearby were taken aback, and soon became frowning again.They still have to do the repair work!

"Good sword!"

The wind-type sword god raised his eyebrows, and involuntarily let out a soft admiration.

Although it takes a lot of energy and combat energy to adapt to the shifting center of gravity of the sword, the destructive power of the sword energy is better than that of his own long sword "Qingque", not only has no effect on the guidance and release of combat energy. There is no hindrance, and there is even a slight buff effect, and the sword energy is sharper and more concentrated.

If you can fully control this two-handed sword, your combat power will definitely be significantly improved.

"Swordsman, can you sell your sword? I can give you a satisfactory price."

The wind sword god was obviously moved, and he interrupted Lin Mo's immersion in comprehending the sword intent.

Holding the "green sparrow" in both hands, Lin Mo slowly opened his eyes and said blankly, "Ah! What?!"

The short contact with the sword intent has benefited him a lot. He has felt a lot of information contained in that sword intent, not only the light and swift artistic conception unique to the wind element, but also faintly comprehending the sword god. The fierce sword skill that the strong are best at.

If he can be given enough time, maybe he can comprehend a set of powerful sword skills from it.

"I want to buy your sword, please quote me a price!"

The wind sword god was not in a hurry to take back his saber, and let Lin Mo continue to hold it.

"Do not sell!"

Lin Mo shook his head firmly.

joke!Can a golden dragon be sold at random prices?The prestige of the Slaughter Dragon and the Sky Dragon City is not just a show. I have never heard of a dragon knight who dared to sell his own dragon.

"As long as you can figure out the price, I can give it to you. You can make as many of these two-handed swords as you want, and I can also personally teach you your sword skills. This kind of treatment is not available to everyone. You Think clearly."

The wind-type sword god added chips little by little. He knew very well that the irresistible gold coins and sword skills instruction were enough to make many swordsmen give up their integrity.

"Even if I move a golden mountain, no matter how powerful my sword skills are, I won't change my mind."

Lin Mo categorically still refused.

"Hmph!~Aren't you afraid of offending a powerful sword god and the forces behind the gladiatorial contest? A small person like you can disappear without a trace with just a touch of your finger! If it weren't for the kindness of my lord , do you think I will talk to you politely here? Young man, if you are smart, accept it as soon as you see it! Not everyone can have such an opportunity!"

The tone suddenly changed, and the wind sword god simply threatened Chi Guoguo on the spot.

"Either kill me, or return the sword to me, otherwise there is no third possibility!"

Lin Mo gripped the other party's saber "Qingque" tightly, and a dangerous gaze bloomed in his eyes, which made the heart of the wind sword god tremble slightly.

Such a terrible look.

How can those little swordsmen who have never seen the world compare with the dragon knights of the Royal Dragoon Legion of the Slan Empire? Ordinary people may be bluffed, but for the determined dragon knights, how could they compare themselves to the dragon knights? His combat partner is handed over to others, but that partner needs to be maintained with his life!

The audience outside the arena could no longer use any words to describe their mood at the moment. This gladiatorial competition was full of surprises.

The contestants in the two duel areas fought each other, and the winners of the two areas almost fought together. Fortunately, the sword god who came forward to maintain order in the arena actually wanted to fight with one of the contestants.

What the hell is going on here?

"You are really brave! Let me let you go this time! Be careful in the future!"

The wind sword god seemed to have heard the whispers in the audience, snorted coldly, retracted the two-handed sword into its scabbard, and threw it back casually.

"Maybe I still need to rely on it to condense my sword intent! Presumably you won't give up your saber casually!"

Although he was a bit reluctant, after receiving the two-handed sword evolved from a golden dragon, Lin Mo threw the "green bird" back into its sheath as well.

"Humph!~"

The wind sword god didn't say anything, just snorted coldly, the ground under his feet shook suddenly, and disappeared in place.

Lin Mo knew that from this moment on, many people were staring at the two-handed sword in his hand, or in other words, the golden dragon.

well! ~

If you don't die, you won't...

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The contestants who survived to enter the fourth round all received a benefit from the arena.

Each person will receive a set of high-level potions, including powerful healing potions to promote recovery from injuries, recovery potions to restore fighting spirit and mana consumption, and stamina potions to relieve fatigue.

In addition, they can also receive spell healing from the priests hired by the arena. This benefit allows the contestants to compete in the fourth round in the best condition on the second day.

Maybe it was God's will, maybe the Hiss family made a secret move.

Lin Mo's opponent in the fourth round was the young aristocratic archer Graciano numbered 1748. Even though the battles of the other contestants were very exciting, the battle between the two of them attracted special attention.

As soon as the two of them appeared on the stage, there were voices of yelling and betting in the auditorium, and the wandering gamblers had to carry heavy purses and hurriedly hand out gambling tickets.

It's just that when this proud noble archer saw his opponent, he couldn't help but want to scold his mother severely.

What's the matter with this knight's heavy armor, which is tightly wrapped from head to toe?

With a heavy tower shield in one hand and a huge slashing sword in the other, it was like a movable fortress. I am afraid that ordinary sharp arrows would not even be qualified to scratch it.

Not only the archer son of the Duke of Heath's family, but even the people in the audience were stunned. Even if it was a magic arrow, this heavy armor might not be able to make a splash.

Wearing a knight's heavy armor that was a bit thicker than the dragon knight's black steel secret armor, Lin Mo stood in the field without saying a word, looking at his opponent coldly.

Little boy, let's see if I can't kill you this time!

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