Magic Apprentice

The horse galloped, and the horseshoe stepped across the grass, splashing a puff of dirt with grass.

Thick wool felt was draped over the horseback, and the armored warriors waved sharp blades in their hands, the weapons that were really used for life and death.

But these deadly blades are not used to hack each other, the watermelon placed on the wooden pile is the real target,

Seeing this interesting arrangement, Enleco had to admit the intelligence and wisdom of the Montita people,

The watermelon resting on the wooden pile is indeed very similar to the human head, and the liquid water that splashes when the watermelon is cut looks like blood.

But all this has no trace of tyranny and blood, and people watching the game will only find it interesting.

Another thing that Enleco admired was that, with these watermelons, it was indeed easy to tell what kind of skills the warriors who ran wildly and wielded swords.

A watermelon resting on a wooden pile will fall off with a light touch, and trying to cut it is not an easy task.

Not to mention the fact that the galloping horse makes the soldiers riding on the horse have amazing speed, but it also brings great difficulty to grasp the timing of the shot.

Enleco looked at the passing horses and the warriors who swiftly shot like lightning on the horse. He now finally understands why he only has a light cavalry regiment and is obviously weaker than other countries. The much larger Kingdom of Montyta can actually repel the attack of the most powerful kingdom of Kaoqi on the mainland countless times.

Although the martial arts of these warriors in his eyes were nothing in his eyes, even the Kingdom of Lyding had a number and martial arts far exceeding their martial arts.

But one day at the battlefield, this clean and neat martial arts, coupled with the brave and sturdy temperament of the Monti people, and the indomitable will tempered by the storm and the wolves, this is indeed an invincible, An indestructible army.

Listening to the sound of the slashing sword, Enleco could clearly distinguish the skill of the warriors who ran on horses.

"This batch is really bad." Suddenly, Xiao Kangdan said disapprovingly.

Enleco glanced at the little boy, who was hanging on the railing like a monkey and looking into the distance, his face eager to try.

Enleco knew that the little guy was telling the truth, although in such a short period of time, he could not make the two little guys become real masters, but Kris ’s creepy magic experiment, and then With the martial skills passed down by Tomur, the two little guys faced these ordinary warriors and did have the capital to speak two big words.

If you want to beat these two little guys, I'm afraid you need to at least reach the realm of Milinda's votes.

After all, Kris conducted this terrible experiment that was somewhat lacking in humanity, in order to create a powerful army in a very short time.

This kind of thing is not without precedent. The prestige legions of the Age of Magic Empire are the goals that Chris pursued or even surpassed.

In Enleco's view, Kris has almost achieved her goal, Lila and Xiao Kang Dan are the best proof.

The two of them can hardly be regarded as human beings. They can definitely be regarded as creature weapons created for battle, just like the elven tribes created by the demon during the ancient war of gods and demons.

Enleco doesn't know whether this means lucky or unfortunate for Xiao Kang Dan, but he knows at least one thing-Xiao Kang Dan is very strong.

Suddenly a piece of watermelon flew over, and the passing soldier apparently didn't control it well.

The almost subconscious Enleco flashed aside.

Xiao Kangdan and Lila reacted completely differently. They both shot.

The slice of watermelon was broken in half out of thin air.

The sisters and brothers smiled at each other and immediately began to nibble at the watermelon.

"Master, I have only now discovered why you have such a high strength but so courageous, you always hide." Xiao Kangdan said while nibbling at the watermelon.

The outspoken words made Enleco feel a fever on his face. He didn't know whether it was a childlike expression or a little guy's contempt.

Maybe you are really too good at avoiding, and perhaps unconsciously, avoiding has become the first strategy you think of when you make a decision.

The game is still going on, and the race to slash the watermelon has obviously eliminated a large number of players.

Anyone whose cut is not neat, or the cut watermelon is obviously of different sizes, is a loser.

These losers frustrated and led the horse towards the gap of the fence. They have lost the qualification to continue the game, they are destined to miss the championship.

The people who watched the game around did not even mock them. Obviously, even in the Kingdom of Montitar, even mocking and ridicule were given to players with a certain strength.

The soldiers left on the field handed over the sharp and deadly weapon in their hands to the clan, and they picked up the wooden weapon prepared for them by the General Assembly.

A variety of weapons are placed on the side of the arena, including long swords, short swords, chains, and sticks, but the most still is the machete, which is the favorite weapon of the people of the Montetta grassland.

In addition, a stack of shields was piled high on the ground, but only one or two players picked up the shield, and most players disregarded it.

A referee walked slowly, holding a bamboo stick in his hand.

Each contestant took one of them, and a section of the bamboo stick was painted with color.

The red and blue colors represent the two camps.

"If all the rest are soldiers with bamboo sticks of one color, how to determine the winner?" Enleco asked.

"It's impossible for this to happen. The referee will draw the player from the side with the larger number of people by drawing lots, and add to the side with the smaller number."

The little girl explained: "If the number happens to be singular, the referee will expel the worst performer in order to put the two sides of the game into exactly the same number."

While talking, a loud gong sound heralded the start of the official game.

This time the crowd was on the verge of boiling, shouting and shouting roaring around like thunder. Everyone screamed and jumped in excitement, as if they were fighting on the galloping field.

The battle mode of Qingqi is extremely quick and simple. The two teams of horses pass by alternately, and the fighting of the blades occurs only at the moment when the horses meet.

The same outcome was decided in an instant, and the loser immediately fell off the horse.

Although the racers wore thick wool felt armor and a helmet made of wire on their heads, and the weapon that hit them was not a sharp metal sword, but the galloping horses gave the wooden sword amazing Strike force.

Because of this, injuries are inevitable for those who fail.

However, these Montita fighters are clearly aware of how to reduce the injuries to a minimum. Most of them immediately stood up from the ground, and only a few people were carried down by others.

The queue was rearranged, and now one of the parties has obviously lost a lot of people. As the little girl said, the referee holding the bamboo stick appeared again on the field.

The two sides of the battle re-arranged on both sides, and as another gong sounded, the horse galloped against each other again.

In the staggering sound of "Boom", someone fell off the horse ...

Although the martial skills of these warriors are far inferior to those of Riding, Enlaiko feels more thrilling.

Perhaps it is because Riding's martial arts are too personal, and the level of martial arts determines almost everything.

And here is more like a real battlefield, martial arts is only one reason for victory or defeat, and the persistence of victory and the vigorous fighting will also occupy an important position.

Enlecco looked at the final winner. Although the difference was not so obvious to him, the loser obviously possessed more advanced martial arts skills. However, the former was at its peak, both in terms of physical strength and will, and then Obviously, they are no longer the most peak period. Although they only look a few years apart, the gap between these years obviously determines the outcome of the battle.

Looking at the loser's decadent expression, Enleco could almost guess what he was thinking. For the person whose peak is no longer there, he has lost the opportunity to make a comeback.

A loud gong pulled Enleko's will back to the playing field again.

What surprised him was that the crowd around the crowd had already clamored before the game started.

"Damn, isn't this guy no longer playing in the game? Why did he come out to join in the excitement this time, he no longer needs the title of the champion to add brilliance to him, and the league he belongs to should never have to worry about not being able to gain a foothold in Grant, they occupy With the fattest grass nearby, why did this guy come back? "The little girl murmured to herself.

Enleco glanced at the two little guys, both Lila and Xiao Kangdan frowned.

"Bashan may not be able to get his wish this time, but I hope he won't get hurt, and maybe he can win a championship in other games." Xiao Kangdan said sadly.

"Can you explain it to me?" Enlek asked softly.

Lila pointed to a middle-aged man with a beard in the distance and said: "That guy is the Ganga of the Magyar League, a famous warrior on the grassland. With his strength, he can fully enter the unicorn. He even Having defeated several unicorn captains, City of Clouds once gave him a formal invitation, but he refused this honor. "

"Why?" Enlecco asked in surprise.

"The Magyar League was originally like us, but it was just a larger tribe. It was because of his existence that it became the current scale. He has held several championships for five consecutive years. The tribe obtained a piece of grassland passed down from generation to generation. He gave up the status of patriarch and made several other large tribes and his alliance. The Magyar League is the fastest growing tribe on the grassland. "Lila said.

"However, since the Magyar tribe formed an air alliance, Gangta has long stopped participating in the game. He has almost become a memory of the past. It was because no one thought that he would come back. The patriarch thought that Bashan had great hopes this time." Xiao Kangdan interjected and said that his expression looked worried.

"Is such a legend also allowed to participate in the game? Isn't it too unfair?" Enleco asked softly.

"This does not violate the rules. The conference only prohibits unicorn members and elders from participating. Anyone else can show their talents here."

Lila sighed and said, "There are very few people like Gangta who have the strength to enter the city in the cloud but give up this opportunity."

Hearing that Enleco nodded again and again, he turned his head to look at the legendary figure in Yang Prairie.

The middle-aged man had a tall body, a thick chest and shoulders that Enleco envied, his eyes were bright, and he was more majestic than the soldiers of the Unicorn Cavalry Regiment.

The gong sound heralded the start of the game, but everyone's attention was focused on the middle-aged man.

When it was his turn to play, the noise rang through the entire stadium, as if everyone had already celebrated the victory for the middle-aged man.

But for Enleco and those two little guys, what really matters is his strength.

What made Enleco amazing was the superb riding of the middle-aged man, as well as the horse he was riding.

The horse warrior is very incomparable, running like gliding in the air, so smooth and smooth,

The sound of horseshoes was crisp and sweet, and there was no messy noise at all, and the splashed mud shot straight to the rear, unlike other war horses that splattered everywhere.

The middle-aged man's shot was equally powerful, and the machete passed by like a gust of wind, cutting the watermelon flat in half. The cut watermelon was still tightly closed, so that most of the bystanders didn't understand it, and all stayed Leng Leng stared at those intact watermelons.

But when the referee gently separated the watermelon, the loud cheers rang again,

"Bashan is probably dangerous." Xiao Kangdan frowned.

There is also deep helplessness and regret in Lila's expression.

The two little guys were so sullen there that they had no mood to continue watching the game.

However, the result of this round of competition was just as everyone expected, and the burly middle-aged man achieved an absolute victory.

"He's not strong." Xiao Kangdan pursed his mouth and said: "But I'm afraid there is no chance for Bashan, if he had drunk that kind of potion."

"Those potions may not work for your brother. Fortunately, you haven't tried to steal those potions from my wife, otherwise your brother might have already died."

Enlecco could hear what the little guy said, and he could even hear the remorse.

Obviously, these children on the grassland do not regard stealing as a bad thing. This is also one of the ways they seek survival, of course, this is a last resort.

The sound of the gong rang again, this time among the crowds on the court, Enleco saw the figure of Bashan,

The two little guys immediately climbed up the railing and they shouted loudly to attract attention.

Their yelling attracted Bashan's attention, and he gently raised the scimitar in his hand and waved towards the place.

The scimitar shined in the sunlight, and Enleco recognized at a glance that it was the weapon he built for Xiao Kang Dan.

Obviously, the patriarch was determined to win the game. Enleco knew how difficult it was to let Xiao Kangdan endure the pain. Even if he only lent his beloved weapon to his brother for a day, Kang Dan might feel difficult to give up.

The three men stood outside the lap and looked at the field. They looked forward to Bashan's excellent results.

The racers followed the horses one by one.

They waved their sharp blades across the stakes.

The cut watermelon flew around, but this time there was no more noise in the crowd.

Obviously, the appearance of the middle-aged man ended the game early, and no one will doubt the final champion.

However, Enleco ’s enthusiasm for the three of them was undiminished. When the Bashan knights were fighting horses, the little girl raised her younger brother high, and Xiao Kangdan made his hands like a trumpet. The horseshoe on the ground.

Enleco also saw Bashan waving his sword for the first time. Although the sword was like lightning, he could not hear the slightest wind. Obviously, Bashan had mastered the most basic characteristics of the military skills left by Tomur.

The sharp knife that was sharply cut did not tremble or tilt at all, as if it were a Swift flying against the ground, passing by gently.

There was no sound or even any movement. After the warhorse flew by, the watermelon grain placed on the wooden pile did not move.

The boos sounded from all directions, completely different from the scene after the middle-aged man waved his sword just now.

Even the two referees shook their heads, obviously they didn't see the secret.

The only one who really understands the knife is Enleco, the three of them. After all, the martial arts they have already surpassed that knife.

"There seems to be some hope," Lila said softly, not knowing whether she was telling her true thoughts or just comforting herself.

"It's not possible. If Bashan didn't use my machete, his shot might not be as clean and sharp as he is now, but with his martial arts, he might not lose to Gangta. , I am afraid it is not easy to win. "Xiao Kangdan frowned, his eyes even surprised Enleco.

"It's not fair. The Magyar League is rich in good horses. They have the best horses on the grassland." Xiao Kangdan could not help shouting.

Enlecco looked at the little girl for questioning.

Lila nodded and said softly, "One of the tribes of the Magyar League was originally known for raising horses. Because of this, everyone in the Magyar League has become a master of horse breeding. In addition, they already have the best horse breeds, and the richest grass near Grant is owned by them. For more than ten years, the Magyar League has become the place where Montita produces the best war horses. These excellent horses have consolidated the Magyar Alliance status. "

"You just said that the tribes on the Montyta grassland can prosper by virtue of some kind of unique skills. Is this what you are referring to?" Enleco asked.

"Yes, all the tribes on the grassland that can be called alliances have their own unique skills. Because of this, they can monopolize fixed grasslands and water sources."

The little girl said that her expression was full of envy and jealousy.

The first round of the contest ended quickly. Generally speaking, the first batch of eliminated people will not have any doubts, but this time it is a little special. Bashan is obviously not satisfied with the referee ’s ruling.

A boo sounded again from the crowd, but the boo disappeared without a trace when one of the referees touched the watermelon.

The referee also widened his eyes in astonishment, and with a slight flick, the watermelon evenly split from the middle

The cut surface was so smooth and smooth that even the juice didn't overflow. What surprised the referee most was that one of the seeds was also neatly divided in half.

The loud cheers rang again.

Everyone on the scene was energetic. For them, this was obviously a rare scene.

In their view, the new brave definitely has the power to challenge the former champion.

Everyone is looking forward to the battle between the old and the new brave.

The legendary old champion has always been invincible on the field.

While admiring his bravery, everyone always felt a trace of regret.

Now enough players to challenge the old champions have appeared, everyone is looking forward to seeing a dragon fight.

However, these people definitely do not include Enleco and the pair of sisters.

When the boos were full, they were full of enthusiasm, but when the cheers rang through the grassland, they gradually became calm.

"There is still a chance in the future."

Enleco patted the sisters and brothers on the shoulders lightly, but he knew it was not a good comfort.

In the silence, the three people ushered in the second round of the competition, this time Bashan showed true martial arts.

Tom's skill does not advocate power, speed and response are the real keys.

Bashan apparently has gained a bit of real knowledge, and his knife skills are quick and quick.

Although there are still many flaws and flaws in the eyes of the two little guys, but for those ordinary players, Bashan is already an invincible enemy.

Enlek's view of Bashan is not much different from his prince's prince-the foundation is good, but the skills are not mature.

"Your brother seems to have practiced martial arts very hard." Enleco said softly: "He has a good foundation."

"A boy in Prairie Shanghai has practiced martial arts hard and became one of the unicorns. It is everyone's highest dream." The little girl whispered aside, and the little one nodded in succession.

"His comprehension of martial arts is also excellent, but lacks time and further practice." Enleco said softly.

"Will have the opportunity next time."

Enlek once again patted the shoulders of the two little guys. For the first time, he really treated the two as disciples, not to help them hide their identity.

As time passed, the onlookers gradually became impatient. They were eager to see the real battle and could reach the standard in their minds. I am afraid that only the decisive battle between the two new and old brave men.

The hustle and bustle became less and less powerful, and boos became more and more.

In the anxious wait of everyone, a field trial finally passed, and twenty winners stood in front of everyone.

There will be a champion among these people, but no one except Bashan and the middle-aged person thinks that others have the hope of winning.

The referee clearly understands this matter, they don't want to let the two strongest brave men meet in the middle of the game.

The worst result is probably both losses.

In the unlikely event that such a thing occurs, it is definitely not a thing that everyone would like to see the final victory for those who should not win the championship.

The Monti people are very persistent about victory, and they have a unique understanding of justice.

After discussing for a while, the referee finally decided to play another knockout before the final.

More stakes were nailed to the site, this time the stakes were not all on one side.

There is a corridor in the middle of the pile that allows horses to pass, and the watermelon is placed on the pile again.

No one listened carefully to the referee's explanation, everyone knew what they should do, and the purpose was obvious.

Racers ride horses one by one, and they rushed towards the stakes again, but this time it was much more difficult.

"If it is flattened, the watermelon on the left and right two wooden stakes will likely miss one of them, and if it splits from it, it may not be easy to hit the target on the speeding battlefield." Lila murmured to herself.

"Do you care about this?" The younger brother looked at his sister squinted and said disapprovingly.

The latter immediately hit a shudder on his head. "I'm worried about Bashan." The little girl said arrogantly. Suddenly she restored the appearance of the fierce tomboy.

"Isn't it good to talk? Why do you have to knock me again, so be careful that Le Kres doesn't want you anymore." The little boy muttered.

The last sentence was obviously extremely fatal to Lila. I saw that she looked at Enleco timidly, her hands drooping down honestly, exactly the same as the fierce appearance of the previous one. Like a little sheep.

"Don't underestimate Bashan, deal with these things, but still can't help him." The little guy climbed up the railing and said with interest watching the stadium.

It is saying that the middle-aged man has already ridden the war horse.

The imposing horse was rushed out like thunder.

Even Enleko had to admire the confidence of this middle-aged man.

In his view, the best course of action in this situation is to slow down the horse appropriately.

The faster the horse runs, the more difficult it is to shoot.

The middle-aged man was very confident in his martial arts, and he saw him wielding the machete in his hand to cut left and right.

Enleco clearly saw that each knife split the watermelon on the wooden pile straight in half from the center, but the improbable shot kept the watermelon as it was.

"This guy is above Bashan by strength." The little guy frowned and said anxiously.

Enlek nodded slightly, although he didn't fully understand Bashan's strength, but the middle-aged man was able to practice the sword technique to such a degree, it was already quite remarkable.

Among the warriors he knew in the city in the cloud, such a strength is probably enough to qualify as an elder. No wonder the little guy just said that this person has defeated several unicorn captains.

This middle-aged man does possess such strength. The referees rushed to the stakes, and they looked at the watermelons one by one. All the watermelons are divided into two halves, not to mention the intricate knives of that one.

The players behind ranked quizzically abstaining from the game, and now they only wanted to act as spectators, not to compete with the winning champion.

No one thought it was shameful, and the game was silent.

The only thing left was Bashan, who gently pulled out the scimitar. The scimitar glowed in the sun, and the golden brilliance made everyone dare not look at it.

Bashan quietly waited for the referees to put the watermelon back on the pile, he waved his scimitar gently and moved his arms.

When everything is ready to stop, Bashan also urged the horses. He didn't care about failure, but he definitely didn't want anyone to underestimate it.

Tom's martial arts are not brilliant, because of this, he is far less amazing than the middle-aged.

The machete telescopically spiraled out, as Xiao Kangdan said, these simply could not help him.

Passing the same, also quietly, the two rows of watermelons arranged there neatly.

It's just that no one booed again this time, some just marveled. This time also did not cause any controversy, the referees took the initiative to run toward the stake.

The equally divided swordsmanship made everyone onlookers amazed.

But only Enleko and the two siblings frowned slightly, because they knew that without the scimitar, more than half of the watermelon would definitely be separated.

Everyone is waiting for the final battle. Everyone wants to see who is the better of the two strong men,

Bashan was also eager to try. He was about to hand the machete to the assistant next to him, and walked towards the corner where the wooden saber was placed.

"Please wait, young warrior of the Naiwu tribe, I have a suggestion." The middle-aged man suddenly raised his voice.

Bashan stopped in doubt, he walked towards the middle-aged man and asked, "Dear Gangta, my name is Bashan, and I respectfully listen to your suggestions."

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Young man, you should be very clear that I have not participated in the competition for many years. Do you know what purpose I came back from?"

Bashan did not answer. He did not know the answer, but knew that the other party would answer the question himself.

"I came for the sword in your hand. As rumored, this is indeed a magic weapon. I want to play a bet game with you." The middle-aged man raised his voice and said.

Hearing this suggestion, the crowd watching the game made a loud noise, and only Xiao Kangdan looked panicked.

"No, I can't bet with my sword." The little guy said with a cry.

Enleko looked back at Lila and asked, puzzled: "This kind of thing is allowed in the game?"

The little girl nodded and gave an affirmative answer: "The two sides in the decisive battle can make such a request. The side that refuses will be considered as a voluntary confession. Generally speaking, this will shame the racer and the tribe to which the racer belongs, but Bashan There are good reasons, because the scimitar did not belong to him. "

"Isn't this too unfair?" Enleco felt even more confused, and in his impressions the Montetti always insisted on justice.

"No, in general, the party making the proposal must bet double their wealth as a bet, and the challenged tribe also has the power to change players. Of course, the premise is that they cannot violate the rules of the game. The unicorn members and The elders are definitely not among the replacements. "The little girl said while looking at Enleco.

Enleco certainly understood what Lila meant, but it would make his position difficult.

Although it is not without remedies, let Duck claim that he is the master of the little guy, no one dares to doubt.

And Enlek is confident that he can persuade Duck to use their friendship, which is definitely not a problem.

Lila bowed her head and dared not look at Master again. She once again felt hesitant to choose a dilemma, and Xiao Kangdan stared at the round eyes, unless a hard-hearted person like Chris would be indifferent to it.

"Look at the situation first, there is really no way, I will build a machete for you again, to ensure that it is more perfect than this one." Enleco said softly.

"Master, I will not go against your will." Xiao Kangdan said with his teeth.

His tears flowed in his eyes, "However, I must say that this is simply avoiding. This is your style. This time it is the Ganga of the Magyar League. Next time, it may be someone else. Build a machete for me once, this will only bring us endless trouble, I want to say Master you ... "

Xiao Kangdan deflated his mouth and swallowed the words behind him.

But Enleco guessed it was definitely not a good thing.

The little guy's words made him deeply ashamed, and Lila's head bowed and said nothing more.

Enleco knew that what the little guy said was completely correct, and he knew it well.

A large part of his endless doom is due to the talents he possesses, whether it is His Majesty the Emperor of the Kingdom of Kaoqi, or the General Master, he may be like a pile of treasures in his eyes.

Enlecke even doubted whether he had more or less such views in the eyes of Xiling and Kris.

And this is where his real sorrow lies.

Enleco gently touched Xiao Kangdan's head and said softly: "I don't want to stop you from doing anything, but I only hope you can restrain yourself."

The two little guys were obviously taken aback, and they stared at their master in a daze.

Suddenly the two little guys jumped up and hugged Enleco's neck.

In the middle of the distance in the distance, the four horses of the Divine Horse were led by a little girl about the size of Lila.

"This is the bet of the Magyar League. These four horses are the best horses selected from the grass of the Magyar League. They are the same blood line as the horse I am riding. Young people, you can try to ride. Let's see if these four horses are as good as I said. "The middle-aged man said loudly.

Enlecco was puzzled again. He glanced at the two little guys and asked in a low voice: "Is this a double bet?"

Enleko's value for swords has always been quite vague, but he never forgot the price of the magic long sword that was not in his opinion at the auction in the Kingdom of Lyding.

Therefore, in his impression, a good blade is very valuable,

"Of those four horses, there must be two males and two females, that is to say, the bet taken by Gangta is the most precious horse breed of their tribe." Xiao Kangdan said softly, whether he or his sister, the expression is very dignified .

"With horse breeds, there will be groups of good horses, and every tribe with good horses regards their horse breeds as untouchable treasures. The bet of the Mazar League is the same as that of the scimitar, It is impossible to estimate at all. "Lila also explained.

Suddenly the middle-aged man clapped his palms, and the little girl who had led the horse came slowly. She glanced at the horse in Bashan, and suddenly turned her wrists, revealing two extremely slender silver needle,

Before the people could wake up, two silver needles had been stuck in the chest of the horse.

I saw that the war horse hissed, and after two long walks, it suddenly fell down.

No one knows why this legendary figure on the prairie did so, but no one in Bashan even questioned it, because the former champion is obviously not the kind of shameless character who likes to play in the dark.

To be able to become a legend, there is at least no criticism in the character.

But no one knew what he wanted to do, the only exception was him and the little girl.

I saw that the little girl quickly pulled out the silver needle and pierced the horse's abdomen and neck a few more times.

There was another hiss, and the horse that had fallen to the ground suddenly stood up, and it looked even more energetic than before.

"That girl is a pretty smart vet, don't ..." Lila murmured, her eyes widened in surprise.

"If great-grandfather is here, he will definitely take this bet."

Xiao Kangdan sighed heavily and then said: "This kind of bet is too tempting for the tribe."

"Don't say ..." Enleco stared at the two little guys in a daze. "You mean, even that girl is a bet, but don't the girls in Montita have the power to choose their lover as their husband?"

"Yeah, so we felt weird. I'm afraid it took a lot of thoughts. It's not easy to make a girl give up this only power, unless that girl is a slave he owns." Lila said softly.

But what the middle-aged man said immediately denied her.

"Young man, you have seen that my daughter has excellent skills, and I regard her as one of the bets. Will you accept the challenge?" The middle-aged man asked with a smile.

"Dear Gangta, your bets have moved my heart, and comparing with a warrior like you was originally my biggest dream. I did not lack courage, but I must declare that this sword does not belong to me, so I don't have the power to take it as a bet at all. "Bashan said bluntly.

"Then find its owner and let him make the determination. Young man, you have a very good skill, you can be as long as I am. Presumably you are the first warrior among the clans. The real decision is in me. It seems that it is still in your hands. Since that person will trust this sword to you, he must have absolute trust in you. "The middle-aged man said loudly, obviously he wanted to hold Bashan firmly with a sense of honor Locked.

To the surprise of the middle-aged man, he heard another person stand up and give him a response.

What surprised him even more was that the man was actually a ten-year-old child, a little bit just over his knee.

"That scimitar is mine. I am Kandan of the Naiwu tribe, the youngest great-grandson of the patriarch, and Bashan is my brother. I am full of respect and trust for him, but I am more willing to accept your challenge myself. I will use this machete as a bet, in order to win your Shenjun's horse and beautiful daughter. "Xiao Kangdan walked towards the center of the arena.

At this moment Enlecco decided to sit idly by, and he was thinking about remedies.

Maybe he had to say hello to Duck as soon as he returned to the city in the clouds, maybe it would be more appropriate for Lila to go back and say something.

Although Enleko thought of a remedy in his mind, he was not angry with Xiao Kangdan's self-proclaimed claims.

This was the first time in his life that he really felt like a teacher, rather than facing the magicians who asked him for advice in County Strell. At that time, all he felt was vanity.

The feeling of being a teacher is really interesting. Enleko smiled gently from the heart. He did n’t know if Victor had such a feeling at first, but he made up his mind at least stronger than Victor, and not like Kerri. Just like that.

Enleco smiled and looked at everything in front of him, Lila standing behind him took a long breath,

The little girl is finally relieved now that she no longer has to worry about making decisions.

Lila can definitely see the changes that have happened to the person she loves, and this change makes her addicted.

She made up her mind almost at the same time, although it did not mean to abandon the tribe, but she would never obey the grandfather completely, and she would never go against Master's wishes.

She wants to be a real wife.

In the middle of the game, all the people who heard Kandan's words laughed hard.

In their view, nothing is more funny than this.

A ten-year-old boy, who wants to challenge a champion that no one has ever beaten.

"I admire your courage, little, but at least I have to preserve the dignity for myself. I am afraid that fighting you will make me lose the last bit of prestige. You are so small that you have no ability to climb on my daughter's belly. The middle-aged man said with a smile.

Bashan glanced into the distance, he saw Le Kress nodding gently there, Bashan was also quite surprised, but he was surprised that Le Kress would actually make such a decision, which is not like It is the character of Le Kress!

Despite his surprise, Bashan's turbulent heart finally calmed down. He walked slowly to Xiao Kangdan and handed his machete to his brother.

"According to the rules, I asked the referee to allow me to replace my younger brother." Bashan said solemnly.

Laughter was immediately replaced by surprise.

Everyone stared blankly at Bashan, even the former champion who had never tasted a defeat.

"Young man, are you refusing or insulting me? If it is the former, I will treat it as a cowardly expression. If it is the latter, then you have to bear the burning anger in my heart. The middle-aged man shouted loudly, his voice even trembling to the onlookers.

But what everyone expected was that Bashan was indifferent. He took Xiao Kangdan on his horse and turned his head toward the legendary figure: "Dear Gangta, there is one thing you I was wrong. I am not the first warrior among the tribes. The title of the first warrior belongs to my younger brother Kang Dan. "

As he said, he patted the mount hard, and the horse ran like a gallop.

The warhorse rushed towards the corridor made of two rows of wooden piles.

Some of the piles still have half-cut watermelons on them, while others are empty.

Just when everyone felt inexplicable and did not know what mysterious brothers of the Naiwu tribe were doing, suddenly the scimitar turned into a golden light burst.

The golden light was so brilliant and dazzling as if two lightnings flew past the ground.

When the war horse passed the end of the stake, everyone looked at it intently.

Nothing happened, which made everyone feel baffled.

The only people who knew what happened were Enleco and Lila.

There was a smile on Enleko's mouth, and his disciples were able to have such achievements, and he was very pleased as a master.

The middle-aged man and the referees walked towards the stake, followed by Ba Shan with a confused face behind them. Even he didn't see his brother's shot clearly.

Everyone walked towards the wooden stumps with half a slice of watermelon. In their view, only there would be a little famous.

A referee gently dialed the slice of watermelon. The watermelon stopped half a turn and apparently had no scars on it.

Everyone looked at each other, and when they wanted to ask Xiao Kangdan, what shocked them finally happened.

The piece of watermelon was still intact, but under the eyes of all eyes, the wooden pile underneath the watermelon evenly cracked a gap from the center.

Gangta immediately broke apart the pile, and the crack was as smooth as the surface of the mirror.

Bashan and the referees have found a wooden stake and looked closely.

A shocked expression appeared on everyone's face, and Gangta, a former champion who had never met his opponent, seemed to grow old in a flash.

The tribe's tent is still exactly the same as the original one, and the tent where Enleco lived is also kept, which makes Enleco feel a little warm.

To his surprise, Lila did not go to her mother to kiss him as he had imagined, but instead looked more like a guest than a daughter who came home.

It really looks like a daughter, but it is the girl who is proficient in veterinary medicine.

Her father, the legendary man on the grassland, was talking intimately with the patriarch in the inner house. Time had passed a long time and did not know what they were talking about.

But Enlecke didn't want to control these things. He was still thinking about how to make up for this matter seamlessly.

There was a lot of noise in the tent. Enleco had to hide in a relatively secluded corner, and Lila knelt carefully beside her, just like the wives.

Also hiding in the corner was Xiao Kang Dan, but he was obviously not trying to be quiet for easy thinking.

Enleco clearly saw the little guy's hand stuck in the girl's thigh, where the two legs were located.

Looking at the girl's flushed face, it is clear that Xiao Kangdan's hand is not just as simple as inserting it there.

"Wait a minute, will Kang Dan be pumped with blood all over his face?" Enlaiko asked in Lila's ear and whispered softly. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"No, because he has this power, in fact he has more power." The little girl replied.

"Your brother is so young, what is he using to exercise his power? After all, he has nothing." Enleco said with a smile.

To Enleco's surprise, Lila shook her head, she squeezed her eyes and whispered, "Kang Dan is not nothing, at least he still has restless fingers and flexible tongue ..."

Just as the little girl wanted to explain further, all of a sudden, the thick curtain of the inner room suddenly opened.

The patriarch and the middleman walked out with their hands.

The elderly patriarch suddenly raised the two hands that were tightly held high, and he said in a long and gentle tone: "Gold everyone a good news, just a moment ago, I and Gangta made After a decision, our Naiwu tribe joined the Magyar League. From now on, we and all the clans in the Magyar League are all brothers. "

The news was obviously beyond everyone's expectations, so the tent suddenly became silent, but cheers immediately rang through the tent.