Weapons intervene, and the sounds floated.

However…….

Unexpectedly, with such a touch, Bertram's hand strength was as favorable as steel, and tough as a tight bowstring.

"Is this your tactic? It's just bullying ordinary people." Bertram sneered coldly.

The long sword launched a fast and fierce offensive again, trying to fight quickly.

Amiri couldn't stand it, and the battle axe in her hand was shot to the ground and her body staggered.

While the two of them passed by, Bertram took advantage of the situation and slapped Amiri's butt with his sword.

He mocked: "You have the ability to pick up your weapon and continue to prove yourself."

Amiri's face was full of anger, and she felt as if she had been humiliated.

I stood up and wanted to pick up the battle axe not far away.

"Okay, Amiri, we will admit defeat in this game. Captain Bertram is twenty years older than you after all, which is not embarrassing." Ang Lee stood up and said softly.

The voice floated throughout the audience, defending Amiri.

At this moment, everyone realized that Amire seemed to be younger than Bertram's son.

There seems to be nothing to show off when defeating a junior.

Amirui held the battle axe tightly, but Ang Lee did not walk back to Ang Lee.

The anger made her face turn gray and her body trembled a little.

Ang Lee saw it and felt a little anxious.

The two were one level apart, and it was not a real life-and-death battle, so they could not defeat Bertram with one move.

He said coldly: "Okay, Amiri, this first game is considered to be the winner of the team leader Bertram, and we will win the second game!"

Amirui looked at Ang Lee in confusion. Under the other party's gaze, she suppressed the anger in her heart and walked back.

"Why, you have to compete in the second game?" Foster was intrigued and said softly.

"Yes, you chose the competition in the first game. Should we choose the method in the second game?" Ang Lee also smiled.

Both Princess Sevis and Yarman looked at him deeply.

Ang Lee had too many tricks. When he said this at this moment, he must have started to think of a way to cheat Foster again.

"Hahaha! OK, what do you think you want to compare, how do you compare!" Foster asked with a loud laugh.

There are only three of them in total, and this is Iron Stone Fort.

No matter what he wants to compete, he can find someone who is better than the other party.

Are you still afraid that the other party will win?

If you continue to compete, Ang Lee will only bring shame to himself.

Ang Lee thought for a while and said, "Just compare to strength, it's simpler."

puff!!

Someone squirted out instantly while drinking the fruit wine.

What do they think they will compete? They just need to compare strength. Isn’t this arrogance?

"Are you kidding?" Foster asked curiously instead of laughing.

"Light is meaningless, how about some lottery?" Ang Lee said.

Everyone understands the meaning of Caitou, which is nothing more than adding bets to both sides of the game.

"How do you want to add a lottery?" Foster continued.

"If you can add bets, one party raises the bets, the other party must follow up, otherwise even if the other party admits defeat, what?" Ang Lee explained.

Foster frowned and fell into thinking.

Looking at Ang Lee's eyes were full of vigilance, and he knew the other party's cunning very well.

I will never send myself into the fire pit, and I may have arranged some conspiracy and tricks to wait for me to get into a trap.

"You won't hire foreign players, do you?" Foster asked.

Wouldn't it be very difficult to borrow someone from the princess to participate in the competition?

Ang Lee shook his head and said, "Since it's the second competition, it's naturally a contest between Amiri and Bertram. Are you afraid of losing and wanting to replace someone?"

"You are afraid of fart..." Foster just cursed and felt that it was not suitable for the occasion, so he closed his mouth again.

Ahem!

He coughed lightly and said, "Yes, the princess is here, so don't think about repentance at that time."

"Set on the spot, no regrets are allowed." Ang Lee still answered.

Foster sneered, and felt even more confident.

Although I don’t know what tricks Ang Lee is playing, at present, the other party has no chance of winning at all.

Naturally, he would not give up the opportunity to cheat Ang Lee once.

"People, please follow me!"

Foster took the lead in walking towards the backyard yard, and the guests and the princess also walked towards the backyard.

...

"And Lee, what are you doing? I'm not his opponent in terms of strength." Amirui approached An Lee and said softly.

In the battle with Bertram just now, he could clearly feel that the opponent's strength was far above him.

When weapons are touched, the opponent's hand is as powerful as steel.

Now Ang Lee has a bet, making herself more powerful than Bertram, and she has no confidence to win.

"Calm down, just keep in the game, I have a way." Ang Lee replied softly.

"Oh, let's beat him up tonight." Amiri suggested.

After following Ang Lee during this period, I learned a lot of tricks.

If the battle process can be reversed by skills or luck, it is a real skill to compare power.

Whoever has a strong power is strong, and there is no ambiguity.

"It's okay, wait for me to vent your anger." Ang Lee said while walking.

In fact, it is too late to say anything now. Ang Lee and Foster have reached a bet.

I can only bite the bullet and go on.

Accompanied by the noisy talk, everyone followed Foster to a backyard where various equipment were placed, including iron chains for training strength.

The iron rods slid against the heavy iron blocks, arranged in sequence from light to heavy.

"These iron locks are used to verify strength, the smallest is 100 pounds and the largest is 800 pounds." Foster stood in front of the iron lock and introduced loudly.

"And Ang Lee, according to the rules you said, how can you start to show you a demonstration!" Foster continued.

Ang Lee took a step forward and said softly: "Then start with 300 pounds. I will put 1,000 gold. Amiri will demonstrate it to you."

Amiri had no choice but to walk to the 300-pound iron lock and pull the chain hard. The heavy iron block behind the instrument was pulled off the ground little by little by little by little by little by little by the friction sound.

After success, let go and there is a bang! A dull sound.

"It's up to you." Ang Lee made a gesture of inviting.

Foster frowned and said, "I also want to press 1,000 gold, right? Both of them have raised 300 pounds, how do you calculate the money?"

"It keeps accumulating until one party loses, the other party gets all the money." Ang Lee explained.

"Yes, then I'll put 1000." Foster sneered, this was like giving himself money.

Sure enough, Bertram easily lifted the 300-pound iron lock.

Then 350 pounds, 400 pounds, 450 pounds, and the two of them had a joint deposit of 15,000 gold.

The 15,000 gold certificate is in the hands of Princess Sevis, who is the notary of today's bet.

At this time, all the talents' faces changed. They originally thought that this bet was a small fight, but why had it reached ten thousand gold just after reaching the third amount?

Tieshi Fort must be rich, but why is Ang Lee so rich?

When it reached 500 pounds, Bertram clutched the chain with both hands, and the blue veins on his arms raised, pulling it up.

"Okay, good!" Someone shouted loudly.

When Amiri came on the court, he pulled him up, but he seemed very reluctant. I'm afraid 500 pounds was his limit.
Chapter completed!