Vol 3 Chapter 73

Act 73: The King of the Underground (twenty-four)

After a short and fierce contact battle, the atmosphere on the gladiator field seemed to change suddenly.

Without waiting for Brando to get up from the ground and breathe, the old man who had attacked him before-his grandfather stormed. The young man was so horrified that he didn't want to throw the sword in his left hand forward, and pulled back.

He didn't want to face his grandfather directly. It wasn't that Brando had a tradition of respecting the old and the young, but that the old man was too terrible.

But he immediately realized that things didn't seem so simple.

Because Buga, Tester and Alberton stood up, instead of rushing to attack, they carefully agreed with his grandfather, and the four began to cooperate.

The battle seemed to be calm and long. Brando quickly discovered that since his grandfather joined, the old man led the three-man offensive rhythm. He interrupted their fast break and instead made the attack rhythm unstoppable.

Brando never thought that a veteran who had not participated in the November war would appear so calm when leading three top swordsmen to attack himself--or rather, appropriate?

As if this old man was born as a leader, let others obey his command consciously.

After the authorities slowed down, it seemed to be good for Brando on the surface, but in fact the young man knew that this steady play would eventually give him no chance.

It is nothing more than a long delay, but in the end it will be exhausted and ruined.

Brando was the first three of them at a time, and according to his opinion, his grandfather could not handle it alone. The old man's swordsmanship was as sharp as he had ever seen in a dream, and was impeccable.

But the opponent was not eager to achieve it, but to destroy his counterattack and attack as much as possible. Every time Brando wanted to make a breakthrough in the direction of Tester, his grandfather would appear there and drive him back— And often they have to chase it once, and if they can't take advantage, they will retreat.

But Brando knew that if that sword chased him and didn't handle it with all his might, it might not be as simple as waiting for him to retreat. It was a terrifying siege, a seemingly simple sword, but there was endless murder.

For this reason, he had to deal with his intent, sometimes seemingly not dangerous attacks, but also became extremely dangerous under the encirclement of other powerful enemies. The old man always seemed to hide his intentions well and let Bran Duo had to fight 120,000 points to deal with every attack.

Even if it is a fool, it is no exception.

The young man soon became miserable. If he had a chance to break fast, but with a blunt knife to cut the meat, he could only watch himself slowly die and bleed.

After several breakouts, Brando's range of action has been forced to become smaller and smaller by four experienced swordsmen. He retreats almost to an air wall, but the other party does not seem to intend to give him a breather. But further persecuted it.

This time it was Bugar and Tester.

To say Brando is not afraid of this combination, but he knows that his grandfather and Alberton are behind, and he is waiting for him to catch the net at any time.

This makes young people afraid to fight back with all their strength. They can only resort to resolving the other party's potentially fatal attacks. While slowing down the pace as much as possible, they have spared no effort to prevent the sudden attack of Alberton and grandfather.

This intensive battle made Brando miserable. He had to keep his full attention at all times-the flow of the surrounding air, the changes in the opponent's muscles, and even a subtle expression and a flash of look under his eyes. All must be taken into account, so that he can cooperate with the past understanding of all kinds of swordsmanship-clear what each of these four people will do next moment.

He had never done this before, which made him very uncomfortable, as if every cell in the whole body was ***, his head became groggy, and the movement of his hands seemed to become a subconscious behavior.

But Brando didn't realize that his state at this moment was so strange. The swordsmanship and the knowledge of swordsmanship that he had seen in the past confirmed each other in battle, and gradually realized the knowledge of another world from this world. know how--

As if unconscious, but already well connected.

One sword.

Two swords.

Three swords.

After Brando blocked the three swords of Buga and Tester at the same time, his grandfather and Alberton seized the opportunity to attack.

The teenagers exclaimed, and even Qian could not help covering her mouth, and her eyes widened—

Brando didn't think about it, just burst out the remaining spare power. He backhandedly blocked his grandfather's sword, backed up by another force, and then swept the white crow sword to the ground. The rising dust repelled Eberton's forward attack.

He landed again, blocking his grandfather's second sword.

Three swords again.

It all happened in one breath, and Brando didn't realize it until he had done it-he certainly didn't have such strength before.

He burst into a cold sweat.

For so many years in the game, Brando has seen countless swordplays, but in fact he understands that swordplay in two worlds is not the same.

After all, one is given by the system and one is learned by oneself.

That level of mastery is completely different.

Just as Brando knows a lot about the posture of swordsmanship, the route of attack, and even the routine of his shots, but he is always asked to play, but it is always just like fur.

But the six swords just now are completely different.

The previous six swords were equivalent to blocking the six offensives of Buga, Tester, Alberton and his grandfather in just a few seconds-

"Bottom!" Brando was stunned—because what he unconsciously shot wasn't his original move, it was a flash sword!

Not only did he recognize it, in fact Couran at the moment saw something wrong.

The old man frowned at first, and his heart was very unpleasant. Brando's understanding of swordplay was so amazing that he couldn't help being jealous of such an old man.

You need to know that although Tobes and Buga on the field are not in the heyday, but at this level, he thinks he can't support two or three rounds.

Not to mention the other two people, although he doesn't know each other, don't seem to be soft-footed.

This is pure confrontation of swordsmanship.

But the young man's surprise was much more than that, especially when Brando showed his flash sword technique-Kuran couldn't believe his eyes.

That is the ancient swordsmanship that the fire dragon Bahamut passed to Gilt, the king of flames! That's the heritage of the Dragons!

"This is not the sword-printing sword, not the sword of the wind elf!" A voice in his heart shouted, "Isn't this kid dependent on the sword-printing, how is this possible!"

"Did Tobbs not tell him all this? But the inheritance is clearly in the hands of that young man!"

Kuran shook his head hard to throw these thoughts out of his mind, and he immediately realized a new problem, if he did not rely on Yinhun. So how did the other party reach the golden realm?

Is this what is called talent?

...

When the old man was fighting on the sidelines, Brando's grandfather retired with Alberton, and Tester and Buga were killed again by wheel fighting.

The young man was exhausted at this moment, but he could only retreat, and he was quite close to the air wall behind him.

"Sir, watch out!"

Yuta saw this and could not help reminding loudly.

After Brando was distracted for a while, he realized that he was about to retreat. But looking around, what ability is he capable of breaking through the siege?

It may be possible to trade for injuries, but the grandfather must not be aware of his intentions, otherwise it may become life-for-life.

Brando frowned. He felt it was unrealistic to cheat the old man.

But at this time, he heard someone shouting outside:

"Boy!"

This voice seemed so far away in his drowsy spiritual world, as if it came from the sky. But Brando still understood and would call him by this name, and only the old security captain.

He shook his head fiercely, not knowing why the other party was messing with himself at this time. Could he want to take the opportunity to get rid of himself? That abacus was wrong, and since Brando dared to challenge, he naturally had a way to protect himself.

It's just that the old guy was so distracted by the side, that the earth's sword might accidentally become a bubble, which made Brando a little irritable.

He took a breath and wanted to calm himself down. He didn't plan to give up the sword, but at this time Kuran shouted again:

"Where's your Imprint soul, boy?"

"Is this again?"

Brando didn't know what Yinhun was, he just felt that he had no strength to answer the question. But Kuran seemed to know this, and he yelled into it immediately:

"Your ring, use your ring!"

As he shouted, he lifted the wind in his hand and pointed at the ring.

Brando frowned, raising his sword to guard the four master swordsmen who were approaching, wondering. Ring after the wind? Does this old man still not understand that all equipment in this arena that has nothing to do with swordplay will be blocked?

Therefore, he did not intend to answer.

The old man froze slightly, seemingly dissatisfied with Brando's slowness. But he suddenly thought of something and said quickly: "Boy! Wait, I'm not letting you use it, you concentrate on sensing the ring-it's real!"

Brando froze.

He turned back subconsciously, and looked at Kuran with a very surprised look:

"What is it?" He wrote such a sentence.

"That ring isn't a fake!" Kuran jumped quickly: "I don't know how you got it, but that's your grandfather's, it's true!"

He suddenly widened his eyes: "Be careful behind!"

Brando looked back, and it turned out that the moment his grandfather grabbed him and walked away, he had stabbed him in the back. Brando could feel the icy killing from the opponent's blade.

Death seems to have come to him.

...

(***: I say something. Basically the equipment and data of the protagonist are now sorted out. After the plot of the king of the ground is finished, I will release it.

However, I plan to have real-time protagonist data every day in the future, but there is a problem in this way, that is how to publish this data.

The first method is the attribute of the angle in the relevant content every day, but there is another problem in doing this, the students who read later may not see the previous attribute.

The solution is to publish a new chapter attribute every day, but the consequence of this is that in the future, the chapters related to the protagonist attributes in related content may be similar to the *** chapter. Of course this is not a big problem, but you will find it troublesome.

Another solution is that after the daily chapters, I use the method of gifting words to add the protagonist attributes. There may also be some novel-related background content.

Of course, these two methods, I will make a ***, you can choose for yourself.

Finally, the two chapters were reversed yesterday and I apologize first. However, the order has been revised and can be read normally.

Finally, find the *** of this month and the bottom line of ***.)