Chapter 335: The noble son

Mida Braso lay aside, his mental and physical torture was enough for him, but after this battle, Mida's face finally relieved a little.

The other dragon riders were envious and their eyes were red. If they were beaten up by someone and could enter the holy realm, everyone here would not mind being beaten dozens of times. However, this situation was only suitable for Midabraso. If it was unintentional, it would be useless. In Midabraso's mind, Kunin would be like a god, so that he would be in the current situation. It can be said that Midabraso officially bought the ranks of masters. From this moment on, he also had the qualification to challenge the Dragon King of the Sea. Of course, it was still far from his goal, but he could give it a try.

While envious, everyone was happy for Mida Braso. As a warrior, they could understand this feeling very much. In life, what they want is to avenge their enemies. No matter how many of them are the best master of the sea clan or something, they can fight if they want!

This is also what Caesar and Zhebo admire him, otherwise he would not have been included in the Dragon Knights without hesitation.

"Boss, is it a bit miserable for Mida to treat him?" Cao said. Midabraso is covered in blood now, and there are few parts of his body intact. I'm afraid there are still several bone cracks. This is the first time that such a severe injury was suffered in the Truss Zongheng Mountains last time. Of course, the result is completely worth it.

But Caesar shook his head, "Although the healing of the magic of light can relieve pain, it is not a good thing for the body. The human body is very strange. It has a certain memory. If he is directly healed, this memory will weaken and is not a good thing for the increase in strength. So, you don't have to think about it in the future.

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"...Boss. You are so cruel!"

Kao muttered, but he agreed in his heart. When he said some truths, everyone understood.

"The others have to work harder. Midabraso will be a new Mida after he wakes up!" Zhebe said slowly.

At this time, the entire arena was bustling, and there were many big figures from all over the world coming here, especially large mercenary groups and merchant groups. They brought many good players, and there were definitely many who could fight against Kilitsinko.

However, these people just don’t want to appear too early. Those rich big shots want to wait, so the good show will naturally appear later.

Who would have thought that such a scene suddenly happened, and a golden warrior broke out as he fought. This was an unprecedented strange thing. What's more, this golden warrior was smashed by a silver warrior before it broke out. It was simply unaware of it. These people really couldn't understand it.

A person without strength will never become a golden warrior in an instant, but why would he be beaten if he was a golden warrior?

The audience was talking about what these dozen ordinary adventurers were from. It seemed that this golden warrior was just a low-level figure among this group of people.

...It's a little cold.

The Golden Warrior's second strike seemed to be caught by someone, but the speed was too fast. Many people thought it was an illusion, and there were many masters among them. Someone saw that scene, an unarmed man.

He actually caught the attack of the Golden Warrior without using fighting spirit. He was so calm... unimaginable, impossible. The only explanation is that the Golden Warrior stopped at the last moment. How could a human body bear such a huge force?

Suddenly people began to pay attention to this group of mysterious adventurers. When they arrived in such a place, there were not many people still covering their heads.

But not everyone can't help but come.

At some point, Shura Wang Xiuyi was already sitting in his box, looking at Caesar from afar.

"Miss, Captain Caesar's subordinates are becoming stronger and stronger, and they are another golden warrior."

"Little girl, it's only time for this person to enter the Holy Land. He is the apprentice of the Sword Saint of Raikuning."

"Ah, Lekunin Sword Saint, but how could he be with Captain Caesar and the others? Strange."

Xiuyi did not answer immediately. Looking at the Dragon Knights from afar, these people were like lions from the desert. Wild, mighty, arrogant, exuding full temptation.

Of course, all this comes from the mysterious man named Caesar. Until now, no one knows his true identity. Rumors from the outside world are not trustworthy. Why is this man always so confident?

In addition to Xiuyi, naturally others recognize Caesar. It is difficult to recognize them if they are not familiar with them, but they can still recognize them at a glance no matter how they dress up. These people are equally outstanding.

Sdiraya has attracted his attention from another rare encounter with a master of swords. She can get along with the golden fighting spirit. Recently, the young man is really amazing. It is amazing to have a Caesar, and he can even find it in such a place.

However, seeing the dress of their group of people, Stellaya immediately laughed out loud and shook her head. After all, she was still an acquaintance. Mida Braso was really a follower. Looking at Mida, Stellaya was also a little touched. The Sword Saint Lekunin had successors, so he was considered dead.

"Mr. Stiraya, you seem to have some feelings. Have you met an acquaintance?"

Sdiraya smiled and nodded.

"It's really strange that a golden warrior suddenly appeared in the arena. He was still very young. Such a strange thing has not happened since the arena." The middle-aged man said to himself with interest, but in fact he said it to Sdiraya.

"Mr. Panamara, don't be fooled."

"Haha, I just like to make friends with bloody warriors. Who is it that has the guards of the golden warriors."

Panamara asked, and with the eyes of the super merchant, it was naturally obvious that the golden warrior was not very high in status, and many of the people in that group were higher than him.

There is no unknown Panamara in the circle of rich people. This person can't help but be rich. The most important thing is that he mainly does luxury goods business and is generous. His ability to seize business opportunities is among the top three Mayans. He is even a tobacco giant, and he accounts for one third of the Mayan market circulation alone.

Stiria smiled faintly and did not answer. He knew that Panamara was making news. He deliberately adjusted his appetite.

Panamara finally couldn't help it, "Okay, okay, I can't promise you your request, I don't have the money. Oh, you are the most expensive bodyguard in the world."

Sdiraya nodded cheerfully, "The merits are immeasurable, yes. This newly advanced holy warrior was originally considered at most among the middle among those people, but now he can only be considered as middle-class."

A glimmer flashed in Panamara's eyes. As a successful businessman, to be honest, money is just a number to him. In the field of business, he does not need anyone's help, but in other fields, he is indeed curious and powerless. Panamara is also famous for his like to make friends with masters.

How could I not be moved when I suddenly saw such a master?

The battle just now really made Caesar and the others make a fortune. Now it has more than 500,000 gold coins, but it is still far from their goal. Caesar estimated that it would take at least 5 million gold coins to be a little sure.

This is still the case without encountering someone with a heart.

Midabraso had completed his mission, and Caesar glanced at the others, "Who is willing to go next?"

...Caesar was a little dizzy, "No need to have so many people. Bella, you go on, end the battle as soon as possible, first of all, you have to complete the task, you are playing."

Bella immediately jumped down as if she had won the Mark Six lottery, waved her hand, looked around happily, and made a gesture to meet the challenge.

Everyone thought it was just an accident. The only thing that could be blamed for Kilisinko's life was bad. The probability of two young golden warriors appearing in the same place was zero.

Immediately someone jumped off. A young handsome guy, who was comparable to Bella, but the other party was very strict. He looked like he was from a noble family and had a meticulous knight uniform. He had a gorgeous long sword around his waist.

On the contrary, Bella is also very handsome, but she is completely prodigal. He can't blame him. In the Dragon Knights, his gentleman temperament will be beaten away in a few days. Once he fights, everyone will be like a monster.

The knight saluted very politely, "I am Rito Garros, hoping to find a master of swords to compete with him." He looked at Bella's hand, then turned to look at Caesar in the stands.

Obviously, after he came down, he realized that although the man in front of him was equipped with a sword, he was not a swordsman, and should be good at some kind of small weapon.

This handsome knight's words are a bit fartful. He seemed to regard this place as a competition venue. This place is a life-and-death field. It would have caused a lot of shouts and scolding, but at this time the arena was quiet.

There are not many people who have never heard of Rito Garros's name. Of course, some ignorant people are different. For example, Caesar, he has never heard of such a master, and he is a little confused.

Luo Ruo on the side couldn't help but smile and said, "Captain, before you came out of nowhere, the idols of young women in Maya mainland were the top ten noble men, all of whom were talented and beautiful, and had prominent family backgrounds. This Ritto Garros was one of them. Although he was very gentle, he was good at banishing swords. I heard that he was very strong. By the way, our Mr. Rijkald was also one of them. Of course, the leader of the group would not know him.

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The others couldn't help laughing, and Rijkald's face turned red, "Beautiful Miss Luo Ruo, at least I can save some face for me. This title was not my name, I am just a victim."

It's really a joke to talk about the noble son in front of Caesar.

"The other party seems to be looking for an opponent who uses a sword. Bella's sword is not very good, let me get on." Rijkald said.

At this time, Di Bella also looked at the opponent. Just looking at the other person's eyes, she knew that she was not a good person. He was a little excited, but he would definitely not be able to use a sword. He was not good at that.

"How is this Ritto Garros' sword path?"

"I haven't fought, but I heard it's very elegant and elegant."

"Oh, Bendigo and Rijkaard, you two, who won the game." Caesar smiled, "Bella will come back."

Although Bella didn't want to, she still had to listen to the leader's words. The figure flashed and returned to the stands.

"Sorry, Mr. Rito Garros, wait a moment."

"I don't dare to ask for what I want."

When they changed their opponents in the battle, neither side actually opposed it. It would be fine if the other party was himself. Who would have thought that Rito Garros, one of the ten nobles, was so easy to talk to.

Rito Garros was not impatient at all and quietly waited for the decision to make, while others watched the scene curiously.

Two of these adventurers are actually... making fists!

And they were fighting fiercely. Rijkaard and Bendigo were not giving in. Seeing Luo Ruo and Midabraso make such a leap, they were very itchy. It is rare to meet a master of swordsmanship and give up easily.

boom……

Bendigo looked at his fist proudly, "Sorry, I won, hehe, what Lao Dou said makes sense. Men must use their fists!"

Rijkald could only look at his scissors speechlessly, and watched Bendigo jump down, while the others were all "contempt".

"Mr. Rito Garros, I have long admired Daqi, and I am an unknown man below. Please give me some advice."

Rito Garros saw the above situation very clearly, but as a famous knight and a swordsman, he was very well-educated and did not think that the other party despised him, but rather attached importance to it. He looked at the other party's hands and swords.

With his eyes, Rito Garros nodded happily.

"I originally wanted to ask the Stirya Dragon Knight to give me some tips. It would be even better if I could meet a good opponent. My reputation is floating clouds. Please."

"please!"

As soon as the game was confirmed, the money-brushing machine began to run wildly.

Zhebe suddenly stopped Luo Ruo who was preparing to make a payment, "In addition to winning or losing the game, is there an option to draw?"

Luo Ruo was stunned, "Yes, could it be?"

Don’t nod, “Just flatten it.” Unfortunately, there is a limit, and the maximum limit is 100,000 per game. But it’s time to swipe five people. They don’t lack people here, and most of them are qualified and certified. In fact, even Cao and the others can also take risks.

Luo Ruo and the others looked at Caesar, and Caesar nodded, "Don't think that the masters in the world are all in our Dragon Knights. Maya is so big, no one is there. This Ritto Garros is really good.

He and Bendigo should be between equals, and it is not that easy to decide the winner. If Rijkald played this game, he would definitely get the winner. Bendigo is similar to this guy, and the chances of two people being tied are the highest."

Caesar said so, so the others naturally had no objection. They also knew that in terms of eyesight, they could not compare with Caesar and Zhebiao. This is the realm, which is very subtle but can determine the result.

After statistics, 60% of those who beat Rito Garros, but more than 30% of them still beat Bendigo. Perhaps because Midabraso's performance in the last game affected the judgment of these rich people. They came here to seek excitement and didn't care about money at all, let alone who knows the winner or lose, even the Golden Warriors came out.

In addition to Caesar, there are also people who flatten them, such as Panamara. Of course, he doesn't have that high vision, which was told by Stellaya.

As the people shouted, the two saluted at the same time, which was absolutely standard aristocratic. After all, Bendigo was also a great nobleman in Cagliari. Although he had undergone some hell training, the etiquette he learned since childhood was still there, and he was equally meticulous.
To be continued...