Holy Domain Frenzy

Chapter 8 Combat Talent

Facing Arthur's challenge, Tristi couldn't refuse to fight, but he couldn't fight a child who was not even a first-level warrior.

Tristi turned around and nodded at a baby-faced young mercenary behind him, "Bernie, go teach him a lesson, as long as you don't beat him to death."

The mercenary who was pointed out also grinned. Fighting a child was not a glorious thing for him, but who said he was the lowest among all the people?

"Mercenary Bernie just became a first-level warrior half a year ago. He is the weakest among all the mercenaries in Blood. Don't say that we, the Blood mercenaries, deliberately bully you!" Tristi explained to Adeline.

Adeline shrugged, indicating that it didn't matter.

Adeline was actually already happy in her heart. She thought that when Arthur challenged Tristi, he might have thought that his opponent would be a first-order mercenary.

"Wait a minute, I have something else to say."

Tristi looked at Arthur with a sneer, "Why, boy, are you afraid now? It's too late! I guarantee that Bernie won't beat you to death in a while!"

"I just want to know, what will you do if I defeat you later?"

"Are you going to win? This is the funniest joke I've heard today!"

Arthur said seriously: "I mean if, there are always too many accidents in this world."

"Then what do you want to do?"

"I want the sword on your belt as a trophy."

"Young man is very discerning. Even if I sell you this sword ten times, you won't be able to get it back. What if you lose?"

"Tony formally kneels down to apologize to you. He will turn around and leave wherever the blood-stricken mercenary appears."

Tony's blood almost spat out from the side, "No, I don't agree, this little bastard is deliberately trying to hurt me!"

"Haha..." Tristi laughed loudly, but then his face turned cold, "It's not enough! Kneeling down for a little guy like Tony is not worth the value of this sword!"

"Tristi, you bastard, I'm here to fight you!" Being humiliated by Tristi again, Tony was already furious.

"And what about this staff?" Adeline grabbed Tony and took out a dark staff one foot three inches long.

The material of the staff cannot be seen, but from the huge crystal inlaid with a mysterious luster on one end of the staff, it is known that the staff is worth a lot of money, even more valuable than Tristi's long sword.

"No!" Tony and Angus shouted to stop him at the same time.

Tristi's eyes flashed and he nodded gently, "This is only fair. I hope you won't regret it."

Adeline smiled softly, "Let's get started."

"Go ahead, Bernie, if you lose this battle, get out of here!"

When Arthur challenged Tristi just now, he attracted the attention of all the mercenaries in the bar. Now when he was about to take action, many mercenaries gathered around him.

There were also many mercenaries sitting there without moving. In their opinion, the fight was meaningless. The strength of a first-level warrior is at least three times that of an ordinary person, and the skinny child is only in his teens at best. A first-level warrior can kill the child with one punch.

This kind of one-on-one duel does not require a formal venue at all. Just move the tables in the middle to the side and clear a small space.

"I don't bully children, you go first." Mercenary Bernie's face turned red. It was not a glorious thing to fight a child under the watchful eyes of so many old mercenaries.

Arthur did not answer, leaning down slightly and staring at Bernie with a wolf-like gaze.

murderous look! It's the kind of murderous aura that a wild beast suddenly erupts at the moment of hunting!

There was a slight commotion among the mercenaries watching. How could such a young child have such murderous intent? Many old mercenaries who have seen blood don't have this kind of aura.

No one knows what Arthur went through during those two years in the orc camp?

Tristi clenched his fists tightly, and he suddenly felt uneasy.

Arthur moved, like a little leopard, he slammed into Bernie's abdomen.

Bernie stepped back slightly, raised one leg, and whipped Arthur's body hard like a whip. If this kick hits, it can kick Arthur away directly.

Arthur's forward movement suddenly stopped, and he rolled to one side in the direction of Bernie's kick.

Bernie kicked one leg in the air, landed on one foot, leaned forward, and struck Arthur's body with his fist. Bernie's fist was wrapped in a faint white light, and there was a faint sound of wind when he swung it.

Arthur jumped forward close to the ground, dodging Bernie's attack again.

Two consecutive attacks failed, and Bernie's face turned redder. Bernie stood on tiptoes and soared into the air, grabbing Arthur from above with one move, making Arthur unable to hide.

Arthur was like a slippery fox, rolling forward and hiding under the table.

Bernie raised his foot and kicked the table into pieces, sending sawdust flying everywhere. Arthur threw himself at Bernie's side against the splattering sawdust.

Bernie turned his body around his left foot, raised the foot that had just fallen down again, and kicked Arthur who was close to him with a whip.

"Twenty silver coins." Nightingale suddenly shouted.

Bernie swayed and almost fell.

Arthur took advantage of Bernie's unstable center of gravity and bumped into Bernie's waist.

Bernie took two or three steps back and punched forward continuously before forcing back Arthur who took the opportunity to pounce.

The surrounding mercenaries were in an uproar. Although the sudden sound of Nightingale distracted Bernie, it was incredible that a child could force back a first-order warrior.

Cui Sidi looked at Nightingale coldly, "Don't worry, Sister Nightingale, no matter how many things are broken, I will compensate you every penny."

Nightingale didn't give Tristi any face, and snorted, "I'm just reminding you that anyone who damages anything will have to pay for it!"

Tony gently pulled Adeline's sleeve and lowered his voice: "Did you already know that he could win?"

"Have you forgotten the last time he fought with that little lion? He has a fighting talent that far exceeds that of ordinary people. Some people are born to be warriors. This is the real reason why Keynes kept him!"

While the two were whispering, Bernie and Arthur were already fighting together again.

Because of the discussions of the mercenaries around him, Bernie had completely fallen into anger and attacked Arthur crazily.

But anger could not make Bernie win. Arthur was still as slippery as a loach, jumping around in a limited space, dodging left and right. He seemed extremely embarrassed, but he never let Bernie hit him. .

The fierce attacks quickly consumed Bernie's physical strength and fighting spirit, and his breathing became heavier and heavier.

Tristi's clenched fists and palms began to sweat.

"Could this child really defeat a first-order warrior? Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Tristi shook his head violently.

The turning point on the battlefield happened at this time.

Faced with Bernie's frontal kick, Arthur jumped onto the table behind him as nimbly as a monkey.

Bernie followed up and kicked the table to pieces. He no longer cared about the loss. He used all his strength in every attack. The obsession in his heart was to kill Arthur in one go!

When Bernie kicked the table, Arthur had already jumped up and jumped towards Bernie from the air.

Bernie punched Arthur without dodging, and the iron fist wrapped in white fighting spirit struck Arthur's chest.

This time, Arthur unexpectedly did not hide, but just turned his body slightly sideways in the air.

Bernie's eyes were filled with joy, and he put more force on his hand. He heard a crunching sound, and his fist hit Arthur's left shoulder blade.

At the same time that Bernie hit Arthur, Arthur's right hand turned into a claw-like lightning and swung past Bernie's eyes.

Arthur was beaten and flew backwards, and screams sounded at the same time...