Lord: Taken away from inheritance at the beginning.

At the Wushan City Colosseum, the audience in the stands were shouting and howling, cheering for the three brave gladiators.

But the outcome of the battle will not change because of the number of people.

The green-skinned troll is a third-level monster. It moves very fast. In addition, it should have extraordinary abilities with earth attributes. It is very good at defense and attack.

The key point is that this guy also knows how to borrow weapons to enhance his abilities. The knight's sword left behind after the death of the last gladiator is now in his hand.

As the first knight among the three was cut into two pieces with a sword, the second knight was violently smashed on the wall and his life or death was unknown. The third knight was also soon strangled by the throat and twisted. neck.

The green-skinned troll sat on the ground again. It was also injured in the fierce battle and its physical energy was consumed a lot. It needed to eat to replenish its energy.

It digs out the head like a honey pot, and the crunching sound is so clear that it makes people's scalp numb.

There was a brief silence in the Colosseum, but soon the audience was excited.

While they were discussing how powerful the green-skinned beast was in battle, they were unwilling to accept this result and shouted to the organizers to quickly arrange for a new gladiator to come on stage and end the demon's life.

But the organizer seemed to be waiting for everyone to discuss and shout, and even watched many people throwing copper coins, silver coins and even gold coins from the stands to hit the Warcraft on the stage.

The green-skinned troll ate half of the first corpse, threw it away, and turned to the second one.

"I'm just waiting for it to regain its strength!"

Luo Ning didn't feel any stimulation at all. He only felt a little cold. This probably shouldn't be the behavior he should have.

"You don't seem to be very interested in the beast fighting show?"

Blanche tilted her head, her big lavender eyes flickering. She found that Luo Ning's face was not right, it was very solemn, and there was no expression of joy or exclamation from the beginning to the end.

"maybe."

Luo Ning said ambiguously, "If these four intermediate knights are given to me, they should be of greater use. After all, my mountain town is short of people."

Blanche thought for a while and expressed her understanding, but she added: "As long as you are famous and become an excellent lord, you will not lack followers. I believe you can definitely do it in the future!"

Yeah, fame.

Luo Ning couldn't help but think, if he really married Blanche in the future, would he have a strong reputation and attract many followers?

But he knew that fame alone was not enough, he also needed to have strength to intimidate all his followers.

If he wants to achieve "I come, I see, I conquer, I transform", he must have the strength to break everything.

While thinking, the host's voice rang again, and the "intermission" time was finally over.

"Since everyone wants this demon to die so much, let us invite today's senior gladiator!"

He paused, then pointed to the west door, "Welcome our warrior Mundo to enter!"

Bang, the west door opened again, and a burly man with a height of two meters entered.

He was not wearing armor, perhaps because he was too tall to build such a huge armor.

As the senior gladiator entered the arena, the audience became even more crazy.

Many nobles and wealthy businessmen couldn't help but throw down their money, hoping that this senior gladiator could defeat the troll.

The green-skinned troll seemed to sense that his opponent was different this time. He immediately dropped the food, picked up the knight's sword and stood ready.

This time, the gladiator did not rush forward directly. He took out a scroll from his waist.

Luo Ning's eyes narrowed. It was obvious that what the other party took out was a spell scroll.

Can this kind of prop be used in the Colosseum?

Obviously there was no time to intervene, so the gladiator opened the scroll directly and poured in fighting energy. In an instant, white mist filled the scroll.

The fog expanded very quickly, covering the performance stage in almost three to five seconds, and quickly drifted towards the stands.

"what happened?"

"What else are we looking at?"

Soon, the audience in the stands began to question.

They don't care whether the use of spell scrolls violates the rules or not. What they care about most is that they cannot miss the exciting battle process.

Even if they killed the green-skinned troll in the mist, they couldn't see the use?

"Is this the third-level water attribute magic mist condensation technique?"

Luo Ning was confused and didn't understand the purpose of doing this.

Blanche shook her head, "Looking at its burst speed, it should be a stronger level four water attribute magic 'Mist Burst'."

snort~

At this moment, a cloud of mist suddenly rose above the stands, and soon connected with the one on the performance stage below.

Suddenly, the area became foggy, and the audience's figures were all covered by the fog, and only the curses coming from there could be heard.

Almost at the same time, the second and third clouds of fog rose above the stands.

In an instant, these mist masses formed into one, covering the entire stand and the beast-fighting space below, shrouding everyone in it.

"wrong!"

Luo Ning had already sensed the danger approaching, and he immediately used the wind of detection.

In the field of vision of the wind element, he saw several figures on the left and right rushing towards the exclusive stand where they were.

"Assassination?"

"Against me, or Blanche?"

There was no answer, because those people had already made plans, three of them pounced on Missy Knight, two pounced on McCann, and the remaining two pounced on Ronin and Blanche respectively.

However, the assassin who rushed towards Blanche was the closest.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

The extremely fast shuttle sound drives the mist to flow, but because the mist covers a wide enough range, the small-scale flow will not be dispersed.

"careful!"

Luo Ning stepped forward and held Blanche in his arms, holding the Flowing Flame Sword tightly in his hand.

With a sharp sound, his sword blocked the assassin's sneak attack on Blanche.

If the princess was assassinated here, he, the Wushan leader, would definitely be at an extremely disadvantageous position, and as an escort, he would not be able to escape the blame.

"you!"

Blanche looked at Luo Ning in surprise. She didn't expect that the junior knight next to her would react so quickly and actually help her block the fatal assassination.

But she couldn't allow her to think too much. The second assassination method tore through the mist and came roaring with a violent sound of breaking through the air.

"It's the Wind Blade!"

Luo Ning no longer conserved his strength, and his fighting spirit exploded to cover himself and Blanche, forming a protective armor.

Blanche's heartbeat quickened and her eyes widened.

"Fighting armor, this is the symbol of a high-level knight!"

She looked at Luo Ning with wide eyes. This young man was actually a high-level knight?

If she remembers correctly, Luo Ning is only seventeen years old, right?

"Oh my God, a seventeen-year-old high-ranking knight?"

She suddenly felt like she couldn't turn her head around.

The wind blade roared towards him, and Luo Ning accurately captured its rules, and cut the wind blade in half with a huge flame slash.

"McCann, deal with the assassin, and then go help Missy."

Simi is the strongest in the eyes of the outside world, so he is also the one who is taken care of the most by the assassin. At this time, he is trapped and unable to escape.

As Luo Ning said this, he held Blanche with one hand, jumped easily, and left the place.

Magical power and spiritual power converge on the tip of the sword, engraved with the spell pattern of the first-level wind attribute magic Qingfeng.

With his strength, he could cast first-level magic very quickly. Almost in a breath, the magic that he had always regarded as useless finally took effect.

As the breeze blew, the surrounding thick fog blew away, revealing the figures of the assassins.