The battles between the high-minded professions can be very ornamental or dull. Charles knows Takekawa Ichi, a genre inheritor who believes in the spirit of Bushido, so when dealing with quicksand at his fingertips that are lower than his level, Takekawa Ichi must face the challenge head-on.

At the same time, Charles also understood the quicksand at his fingertips. After all, he was the disciple he had been leading for a while. This disciple was good at everything, calm, talked less nonsense, and had a flexible mind, but sometimes he was too strong.

This competition is also a top-notch match against Mai Mang. Charles believes in his old friend's strength and has confidence in his apprentice's skills.

But the level gap is destined to give the quicksand at the fingertips an irreversible disadvantage.

Level 6 vs. Level 8, let alone the attack value increased as the Wanderer's profession level increases, Charles doubted whether the old friend's two main skills, "Stealing" and "Hide" both reached level 10, and they derived combat ability.

This can be confirmed by the Fishman mission yesterday afternoon and the example of his two "Deep Sea Frost Chain" thrown out by his old friends twice not long ago.

Moreover, the eighth level wanderer has an extra special ability, which can also be called his own specialty - [Intuitive Dodge] (Proficient).

If a wanderer after level 8 has this expertise, he will not be attacked by the enemy and will be difficult to be effectively attacked. However, the battle changes rapidly and is unpredictable. The extent to which the former thief can be forced depends on the disciple's performance on the spot.

The environment is the woods, and the shadows of the sunset mountains cover the woods, which happens to be covered with swaying shades, which is an excellent cover for thieves to avoid their sight.

"Swoosh"

"Swoosh"

The quicksand and Takekawa Chi looked at each other for a while, and almost in the same second, they flew into the shadows of two adjacent trees.

Charles and his soul were dreaming that they could see two blurry figures entangled in the shadows.

The race of quicksand at the fingertips is pure blood human, with a light and tall figure. At this time, she used both hands to hold the dagger. The sharp blade in her right hand was drilled with one stroke, while the dagger in her left hand was aimed at Takekawa Chi, and used another trick to wipe her throat.

But Zhuchuan Yi is a half-linger. He is born with a racial bonus of +2 agility. His height is less than one meter and his thin body make Zhuchuan look even more monkey and can easily churn between the seemingly rapid dagger light.

There were rules set by Charles in advance, and neither of them used their combat skills with cooldown.

Combat skills will cause mandatory damage to the target, and the target can save some damage if it passes a check. Now it is just a competition. Although the fingertips are quicksand and Takenaka uses ordinary attacks, if the head and heart are pierced by a dagger, ordinary attacks can also be fatal with one blow.

So after the two fought, Charles was obsessed with the dream and found that the male and female wanderer seemed to be competing. The dagger was either wiping its throat or piercing straight toward the fatal parts of the heart, and didn't even look at it at other locations, as if he was disdainful of the slightest output.

"These two people..." I was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to express it.

"I just knew."

Charles shook his head helplessly, "I guess they need to use skills, but they won't use them either. Skills are forced damage, and only by cutting flats can we show our skills and strength."

"Also, Zhuchuan was actually letting water out of the beginning. The half-ling wanderer's crossbow skills are very terrible. Didn't you see Zhuchuan using only a short sword? I guess his left-hand weapon is a blue light crossbow. If it is a formal encounter, Qingxuan can't hold on for a few moves."

Charles found that it was really his wishful thinking to let the thief be used as a touchstone. What's more, the thief has a level suppression. The quicksand at his fingertips faced the thief. He was probably under a lot of psychological pressure. His actions were a bit of a stimulus. He was still too anxious. Reorganizing Noda Hill is not a matter of overnight. There is still time, so take it slowly.

"call……"

After self-examination, Charles breathed a sigh of relief and stood up, shouting to the two of them: "Stop—"

"It's OK."

The priest's words were still very useful. No matter how Zhuchuan and the quicksand at the fingertips wanted to destroy the other party the other second, they quickly pulled back the dagger and the dagger, their breath was a little rapid, and they stared at each other.

It seems that the King of Thieves is not as relaxed as it appears.

"When you are at the same level, you will go to the arena to play. You still have to keep your skills in the wild and can't let go, right?" Charles walked over and patted the two of them on the shoulders.

"Your apprentice is good."

Zhuchuan inserted a short sword back into the skin sheath between his waist, and a sentence popped out from the gap between his teeth, "Hey... "Dawn" has been tested for a month, and there are not a hundred or eighty wanderers who died at my hands, and they are all cleaned up by two or three."

"So you're proud enough." Takekawa said with his arms folded.

He is less than one meter tall, just as tall as the quicksand thighs on his fingertips. He also has a very beautiful appearance with red lips and white teeth. He can hear this, so it is weird and funny.

"Come again?" The quicksand with fingertips was silent for a while, then said in a cold voice.

Her eyebrows were slightly raised upwards. Although she still looked cold, the pastor who was familiar with her knew that she was angry. He quickly stretched out a hand and pressed it on her slightly thin shoulders, giving her a look of encouragement and comfort.

"Takechuan, yes, you'll lose your harsh words."

Shire immediately lowered his head and looked down at the half-ling at his feet, and said with a blank expression: "Why don't we have a game without restrictions? You can exchange skills and magical techniques."

"Please be sure to withdraw this sentence."

The halfling quickly bowed ninety degrees and said righteously: "I am just stating an extremely serious fact, and I have absolutely no intention of provoking my disciples."

"Of course, I dare not provoke you." The next sentence of the half-ling man turned, and when he raised his head, he changed his face to a flattering smile.

"It turns out that he is a man who is known as Noda Hill as Zhang Ze."

"Where has your Bushido spirit gone?"

Shire was speechless.

"Bushido? That kind of thing was on the verge of extinction in the Showa era. The Heisei aboriginal people let it exist only in historical legends." Halfling said seriously.

The priest greeted the two of them to sit back on the blanket.

In the gratitude of Takekawa, Shire poured him a cup of Berdask deep red, which was considered as a reward for his religious followers.

"Tell me, why are you here? How much do you know about the Sunset Fishing Village?" Shire diverted his attention and began to care about the abnormality of the fishing village.

"After completing the fishman mission yesterday afternoon, I saw that I could not catch up with the fishman priest, so I left first, so I arrived at this area last night, but I couldn't get into the village."

When Zhuchuan mentioned the fishing village, his face suddenly became gloomy and said, "Sunset Fishing Village rejected all the holy people. I was indignant, but after sneaking into the village to inquire, hehe..."

At the end of the sentence, the half-ling sneered.

"Do you know the storm that had been the last eve?" Takekawa Ichi didn't continue to mention what he had learned, but said calmly: "Like the Xinghe River, several fishman tribes have appeared in Yilong Lake. They should have gone upstream from the Shenhe River to avoid disaster."

"The fishing village is strictly locked in. Logically speaking, there will be no conflict with the fisherman, and some fisherman tribes have regained their tide today."

"But a team of players created conflicts and guided the angry fishermen to attack the fishing village, and they finished the game to get the experience value in the rear."

really!

Hearing Zhuchuan's description, a hint of anger appeared in Charle's eyes and quickly calmed down.

In fact, he had this guess before. It is common for players to borrow the power of the indigenous people to sweep monsters and experience. But the methods of this team are insulting. They should be very clear about what the power of the fisherman race is and what the fishing village is.

Two or three hundred fishman warriors can easily destroy the Sunset Fishing Village, burn, kill and loot. The Sunset Fishing Village is not large in size, and there are only dozens of militias. How can we resist the impact of the fishman? What's more, there is a group of old, weak, women and children in the fishing village. Once the exterior wall is lost, the bloody scene, as long as it is still a little human, it is impossible to remain indifferent.

In the holographic era, the indigenous people are no longer NPCs in the traditional sense, not cold data, but living people with independent thinking. Three years ago, the first holographic game was born, and the Players League issued a ban on this method of blaming monsters that violates human nature.

Once a player is found to do this, the entire game and the entire network will be wanted, and the corpse will be kept until the number is deleted.

Since that era, the player alliance formed by various groups and guilds has set many silent rules and has been used to this day.

Shire didn't know whether the team was newly established or did it deliberately ignore the rules. In short, this behavior in his opinion was to despise the efforts made by Nordashill and the Players League.

"Have you found the position of that team?" Shire's voice was cold.

"I have been monitoring them all the time. They have also set up camp in the Sunset Mountains. There are 5 teams and 30 people in total. The professional combination is very reasonable. They have milk, shields and magicians, not like a new team." Takekawa nodded.

"Where is the level of intelligence?"

"I don't know much about it yet." Takekawa said in a deep voice: "I guess they will lead a wave of monsters to the fishing village today. Let's go and guard?"

"30 people..." Charles knocked his fingers on his knees, his eyes on the quicksand at the fingertips, and his soul was in my mind. Takekawa Ichi, and himself swept around, shook his head and said, "We only have four of us."

“It’s hard to fight a fully organized team.”

Although there was a fire in his heart, the priest knew very well that four people could not face thirty people head-on. If he sent a message to his friend and asked the guild team to come over, the team would have run away long ago, and it would take time and effort to chase him.

The best way is to seize it on the spot to solve it clean.

"You can't let them go!" When Takekawa saw Char, he was silent, and immediately jumped up like a fire of his butt, and said angrily: "Although Nordashir has been disbanded, the rules set with the alliance are still there. If someone dares to violate them, we will be held accountable!"

"I didn't say let them go."

Shire glanced at Takekawachi and said indifferently: "I'm thinking, I'm thinking about how to get this group of people together, and it won't be possible to run away."

"You are awesome!" Takekawa's expression and words were stagnant, and then sat back on the blanket and said embarrassedly: "Actually, just teach them a lesson..."
Chapter completed!