Fighting in a special room is without any suspense.

Under the attention of many big names, when Colin performed his own gorgeous swordsmanship, everything was over.

If it were outside, Alan Haier's bloodline was higher than Colin and his knight level was higher.

He can crush the Grand Duke of Van Gogh named Colin Russell. But in this special environment, swordsmanship is the king.

When Colin placed the magic sword in his hand with the tip of the sword around Alan Haierdi's neck, the picture stopped.

Colin's face was calm and his arms were as steady as a mountain. He looked up at the man in front of him and said sincerely: "Mr. Haierdi. It turns out that I won. You have to be glad that this is the [Swordsman Exchange Conference]. When you and I become legends and fight on the battlefield, I will take your life."

As he said that, Colin put away his magic sword and took a few steps back, waiting for the teleportation to leave.

Alan Haierdi's face turned ashen. After listening to Colin's words, he turned from blue to black, as black as the bottom of a pot.

He had nothing to defend himself. Every time he made a statement of defense, he would just smear his face.

There is only one absolute fact.

Allen Haier lost to Colin Russell.

Completely defeated.

This was a huge blow to him. Throughout the Session Dynasty, his bloodline was ranked among the top, and so was his swordsmanship talent.

He rarely lost in his life, not to mention that he lost so miserably in public view.

Compared to winning or losing, he also loses dignity and face.

Alan Haierdi's eyes fell on Colin, as if he was looking at his father-killing enemy, full of deep hatred.

Colin shrugged, not caring.

In the colorful teleportation light, the two were teleported away, and the live broadcast screen was interrupted.

After Colin returned, he naturally received congratulations from his friends.

"Congratulations to Colin. You not only showed the world your sword skills, but also defeated the heir of the Grand Duke of Haierdi in Xusas."

Harriman said with a smile. However, from his proud expression, he cared more about the sword technique Colin used.

They taught.

He made efforts.

Tony Knight, Helen Knight and Ryder also expressed their congratulations. Colin nodded with a smile and accepted everyone's congratulations.

Although this matter actually has no substantial benefit, it is indeed quite pleasant to slap in the face.

"I think we should have a drink," Colin suggested with a smile.

"Okay." Of course everyone agreed unanimously.

............

Unlike Colin. When Alan Hale returned to the room, he saw Earl Lehman's gloomy face.

The two looked at each other for a moment without saying a word.

"We must kill him, Lord Earl." Alan Haier opened his mouth, his voice slightly dry.

This guy named Colin Russell is too terrible. He has the strength of an extraordinary level 7 knight at a young age and is amazing and terrifyingly talented in swordsmanship.

He is also known as a swordsman, but compared with this person, he is simply the difference between white clouds and black mud.

In addition, this person has three magical tools, and with Van Gogh's support for this person now, no matter whether this person has the bloodline of [Weather Bear] or not, there will definitely be one in the future.

If Colin Russell becomes a real legend in the future, and his handheld artifact appears on the battlefield, his power is simply unimaginable.

He also listened to Colin Russell's words just now. If they become legends in the future and meet on the battlefield, Colin will kill him.

This person must be eliminated to prevent future troubles.

"Our view is the same. Allen. I believe that the senior officials of the SEAS, including the king, will agree to us. At all costs, kill Colin Russell Van Gogh's Dark Duke in this forest of nature."

Earl Leman nodded slightly, with a gloomy smile on his face, and said, "I have even thought of the code of operation."

"The Grand Duke returns to the eternal night."

"It's dead."

.............

At this [Swordsman Exchange Conference], there was no better player among the senior group than Allen Haier.

Including Ryder Lewis.

There was a lack of excuse in the subsequent battle process. However, no one, including Ryder, surrendered directly. As for the exchange conference, communication is the main focus, and victory or defeat is not very important.

I saw Colin Russell's gorgeous swordsmanship on the live broadcast, which was completely different from what I felt personally. No one missed such an opportunity.

Colin also got his wish and defeated them with his gorgeous swordsmanship and achieved the final victory.

The conference prepared a mysterious gift for each group of [Champion]. After Colin won the championship, he was automatically transferred to a space.

This is a small green garden. In the center of the garden, there is a table made of vines. On the chair in front of the table, an old magician wearing a pointed green hat on his head.

He had a cheek that seemed to be the bark of an old tree, and silver-white hair and beard, which looked like it was about to be tidy, but his eyes were bright, and it contained endless wisdom.

"Congratulations. The Night."

He said.

Colin did not know the druid, but judging from the other party's aura, the other party must be a legendary druid.

The other party's aura is similar to that of His Excellency Witt.

"Thank you, sir." Colin said respectfully, owing his body.

The great legendary druid smiled, like an old tree blooming, filled with warm spring breeze. He opened his smiley eyes and said, "Listen to Witt, you are building your own territory. This is a gift I have prepared for you in particular, and it will be of great help to you."

As he said that, the great legendary Druid took out a small golden box covered with mysterious magic runes in a burst of magic waves and handed it to Colin.

Colin was very jealous.

[Mysterious Gift]. The direct reason why he participated in the competitive competition of the swordsmanship exchange meeting this time.

According to Mr. Harriman, there may be a female dragon here. But it shouldn't be, the female dragon would not be placed in such a narrow box.

"Thank you. Your Excellency." Colin took the golden box with both hands and thanked.

The other party did not mention his name, nor did he seem to have the intention to mention it. Colin did not ask.

"Don't thank me. What I do is for nature. It is an investment in the future. Because in the future, we have a great chance of fighting side by side."

"You, I, Witt. Everyone is dissatisfied with those who are ruled by gods and cannot escape this fate. It will be a battle that determines the fate of the world. Before that, please work hard to accumulate strength. The night."

The great legendary Druid shook his head gently, and the expression on his face gradually became firmer, and a murderous aura filled him.

Every druid is stubborn, and they can sacrifice themselves for nature.

They usually look like very easy-going old men, druid wizards full of vitality. But when they enter the battle, they are the most elite warriors. His former Lord Witt has embarked on the evil path.

Now Lord Witt is also such a warrior.

"I will. Your Excellency." Colin's expression also became serious, holding the golden box in his hand, bent over slightly at the great legendary druid.

.............

When the colorful light disappeared, Colin returned to the room and saw four pairs of eyes staring at him.

Mr. Harriman was a little funny, his eyes widened and his breathing was rapid.

"How about Colin? Is it a female dragon? I am willing to spend any price to get a female dragon. If you get a female dragon but don't want it, please give it to me. If you want it, please give it to me."

While speaking, two white rays of white ejaculation spurted out from Mr. Harriman's nostrils, his face continued to warm up and turned red.

"Don't be embarrassed anymore, Harriman." Tony Knight really couldn't stand it and felt too embarrassed. This guy turned out to be my friend.

"Calm down, Harriman. If it were a female dragon, he should be following Colin now. Do you see what exists around him?"

Helen Knight said angrily.

Harriman quickly calmed down, as if he had been drained of all the vitality in his body, and he looked depressed.

"Colin. What did you get?" Lehman asked curiously.

Knight Tony and Knight Helen also raised their ears and turned their heads to look at Colin, showing a curiosity.

[Sword Exchange Conference] has been held for countless sessions. The [Mysterious Gift] prepared by the druids are all kinds of strange things, and they have everything.

real.

"Well. I haven't seen it yet." Colin took out the small golden box from the space ring, without hiding it, and opened it in everyone's expectant eyes very happily.

Then he looked disappointed.

"What? What is this?" Colin pinched out an unknown green round object the size of a marble from the box with a look of disappointment.

But soon Colin's expression changed slightly, and then he carefully watched and felt the item.

Its surface is full of mysterious magic runes. Colin, a semi-illiterate magician, could not recognize a single rune.

The direct feeling from the fingers was clearly conveyed into Colin's mind.
To be continued...