Chapter 273 Legion Champion



Chapter 273: Legion Champion

“Oh——!!!”

The following year, at the roadside fort, a large group of people gathered around the temporary arena built in the military camp, watching the fighting figures on it and burst into cheers.

At the highest point, Levi sat in the highest seat with the best view, watching the fierce confrontation on the stage.

The first Roadside Fort Legion individual ability competition has begun.

“Come on, come on!”

The audience shouted loudly.

Ding! On the stage, two swords clashed together. The comrades who had been able to block the opponent's sword without hesitation in previous battles now only wanted to knock the opponent to the ground to win.

"Get off, Yawen, I'm going to take the title of champion!"

"You should be the one going down, Alger. I killed a corpse demon all by myself last year."

"You talk as if no one has ever done it before!"

The two experienced old rangers were competing with each other with gnashing teeth.

“You’ve really grown up.”

Beside Levi, Farodan sighed.

"More than a decade ago, these two guys were beaten to the point of death by a corpse demon and almost lost their lives."

"If the fireworks for help hadn't been set off in time and I hadn't happened to be nearby..."

Farodan shook his head and stopped reminiscing.

If not for this, they would definitely not be able to defeat the corpse demon.

And now, in the blink of an eye, these two guys can defeat the corpse demons alone, and they are also the captains of two ranger companies respectively.

They had fought their way up since the beginning of the competition, and each of them had already knocked down a dozen outstanding rangers, not to mention countless other ordinary commandos and army soldiers.

Just to compete for the title of "Legion Champion".

Swords sliced ​​through the air as the two fought louder than rain of anvils, but it was difficult to tell who was winning.

"These two usually get along as well as one person, but today... well, they're like two people."

This is almost a revenge.

In fact, the two had been fighting for a long time, but they just wouldn't fall.

After all, he is an excellent ranger who has been selected from among the excellent rangers. You have to know that other excellent rangers are not vegetarians either. The two of them fought all the way up and were injured all over their bodies. If it weren't for the beacon, they would have been lying on the ground unable to get up.

Because of this, none of them would fall down without exerting their last bit of strength and squeezing out their last bit of potential.

The sun gradually shifted.

The noise on the stage gradually died down.

The two of them had used almost every possible move and method, which could be seen from the various scratches on the ground.

“Hiss—whoosh—”

Alger's eyes were red. He took a deep breath and said, "How about this one move to decide the outcome?"

"Haha, ok."

Yawen responded hoarsely.

"Okay, then get ready, 3--"

Suddenly, the two of them launched a sneak attack at the same time when the countdown just began.

"You really want to sneak attack me!"

"That's what I should have said!"

Sneak attack is also part of tactics.

"Ha, you seem pretty good at that."

"The same to you…"

"Pour it for me!"

Plop.

The two men fell to the ground and continued to fight. Sometimes Alvin strangled Alger's neck, and sometimes Alger elbowed Alvin. The fight was quite lively.

In the more than ten years since they became rangers, the growth rate of these two people has been very fast. Even some experienced and older rangers have to be cautious when practicing with these two people, and they will be defeated if they are not careful.

Any one of them would be worthy of being the first Champion of the Legion.

Gurgle…

Under Alger's counterattack, Yawen soon began to foam at the mouth and his whole body relaxed.

"Haha, I win—"

Boom! Just as Alger let go of Yawen and prepared to declare his victory, Yawen suddenly elbowed him, knocking him speechless.

“You…”

He fell to the ground and had no strength to get up.

"You won't finish off the enemy."

Yawen struggled to stand up and taunted his old friend on the ground.

The shouts of celebration for him from all around resounded through the sky.

"It looks like the winner is determined."

Levi stood up and walked over to Yawen.

A wreath of laurel leaves was placed on his head.

"Congratulations, young man."

"You and your companions are great. It's worth the extra points I gave you."

"You remember us?"

"Of course I remember. It hasn't been that long."

After saying this, Levi was stunned for a moment.

Not long?

In fact, it has been more than ten years.

The young man in front of me... no, he is no longer a young man. He has a rough and prickly black stubble on his chin, his skin has become much rougher, his hair has grown longer, and his body has become much broader and stronger than before.

But the pair of eyes looking at him were still clear, which gave Levi the illusion that he was still a young man just starting out.

Levi was sighing here, but Yawen, who was listening to this, didn't feel there was anything wrong. He just thought it was the lord's modesty.

You can remember such small things from more than ten years ago so clearly. You are worthy of being the Lord.

"Have a good rest. I'll wait for you."

"What?"

Yawen, who was still smiling with a crooked mouth, didn't quite understand.

"I'm waiting for you to challenge me."

Boom! This sentence caused a huge wave, and Yawen felt a surge of strength in his body, urging him to fight quickly.

But the actual fatigue of his body and his admiration for the legend made him feel weak again.

"Go ahead and get yourself in shape. I'll be waiting for you here."

Yawen didn't even know how he left.

All he knew was that when he came back, the sun had shifted several notches further, the crowd of onlookers had not decreased at all, and the lord had casually pulled out a standard steel sword from the weapon rack next to him and was waiting for him on the stage.

Like a tall statue.

A surge of fighting spirit surged in my heart.

"fighting!"

brush--

Yawen drew his sword, charged forward, and slashed with all his might.

Ding! The swords almost collided with each other. Levi subconsciously counterattacked, but was immediately neutralized. He was even hit back and left a gap, almost causing an accident.

No, we can't be careless. Every one of these guys is no longer the young men they used to be.

Levi immediately adjusted his posture and fought with Yawen again, and the result was evenly matched.

This is a duel between warriors, and a competition between the most outstanding and the most experienced.

When Alvin chopped down again, Levi couldn't help but block and disarm him.

In a moment of carelessness, Arwen's sword was snatched away, and the crowd exclaimed.

However, Yawen did not panic. He reacted almost instantly, immediately pulled out his dagger and skillfully blocked Levi's attack.

"Pay attention."

After hearing Levi's reminder, Yavin suddenly felt something was wrong. The next moment, Levi made an [upper strike] and incredibly knocked him flying.

Then, he slowly cut out the bow and aimed at Arwen - and kept aiming until he landed.

"You lose, kid."

"No."

Yawen stood up and refuted rather boldly.

"I didn't lose, sir, please try again."

He smiled confidently and looked towards Levi.

"oh?"

So Levi knocked him away again, drew his bow and pulled the string, but this time out of trust in Yawen, he shot the arrow.

At worst, I can give him a bottle of healing potion...

Ding! A crisp sound came from midair, and Yawen threw out the dagger, hitting the arrow accurately and blocking it.

This move really shocked Levi.

Because he himself may not be able to do it.

thump.

As soon as Yawen landed, Levi immediately shot the second arrow.

At this moment, Yawen had no weapons on him, so it was difficult for him to -

Bang! The arrow was blocked again.

——Almost at the moment of landing, Yawen quickly drew his bow and shot an arrow.

That arrow hit the arrow shot by Levi and stopped it.

"oh--!!"

"Alvin! Alvin!"

"interesting."

Levi couldn't help but laugh.

This accuracy is almost comparable to that of Bard.

And it seems that quite a few experienced and excellent rangers have such skills...

This guy is really difficult to fight with the normal method...

Yes, tricky.

Levi threw the sword he had surrendered to Yawen, who caught it steadily.

"Come on, continue."

Yawen smiled.

The two continued to fight together. This time Levi's attack was much more fierce. He gave up the sword skills such as disarming and sword energy that others could not master, and instead only used his normal and wild fighting style.

Boom! Yawen felt a kind of pressure, because every sword of Levi was his greatest strength, and he didn't know what it meant to hold back.

In battle, saving your energy to deal with the enemy is to make the most of your physical strength and use it where it is needed, so that you can kill with one blow at the critical moment.

But Levi doesn't need to.

He can use his full strength in every move.

Zira——

The sword rubbed against the floor, sending sparks as it approached Yawen, compressing his space again and again. Yawen could only keep moving and busy responding. Many times he seemed to have found an opportunity to attack, but he always felt something was wrong and retreated abruptly.

It seemed like no matter what move he made, he would end up putting himself at a disadvantage.

Snap!

Levi took another step forward, but his attack missed. He looked up and saw Yawen retreating panting, looking at him in horror.

The sword just now hit the floor.

And after this sword was struck, it broke.

After being severely damaged by Levi, the sword's durability was finally exhausted.

Looking at the horrified Yawen, Levi smiled awkwardly.

The durability of equipment... in other people's hands it's actually quite vague, but in his hands it's extremely clear, he knows when to break it, not a bit more.

Only a sword like 'Nemesis' that was forged in the First Age and is extremely durable and can even heal itself can withstand his damage. If you use other weapons, unless you use experience to repair them, they will not be able to last even half a battle.

Levi smiled with his empty hands, but this smile was particularly terrifying to Yawen.

The sword is broken. The lord is here to kill people!

"I don't--"

"then!"

Farodan, who was standing by, threw a brand new sword to Levi in ​​time so that he could continue fighting.

Yawen choked back his words.

"My instructor! !"

He shouted in his heart.

This was a battle that lasted a long time.

The end result was that Yawen fell to the ground exhausted.

Yes, exhaustion. His fall could more accurately be described as 'exhaustion' rather than being knocked down.

I tried my best. I really tried my best.

When Levi left, a hand reached out.

"Well done, champ."

"Alger..."

Yawen grabbed the hand and stood up with difficulty.

"The power of the Lord is truly unfathomable."

"Isn't that natural? Don't forget that the Lord has killed a dragon before - a dragon over a hundred meters long, not a little creature like Xiaofen."

"If you don't have bottomless strength, how can you fight against a dragon?"

"Well, you're right."

Yawen was relieved.

"Except for the beginning when I could barely fight the lord to a draw, after that I was basically chased and beaten."

"You saw the rest."

He shared his experience.

"What do you think if it's your turn?"

"How? Of course, the same as you."

"I can't do any better."

At this moment, Alger was also relieved.

If I didn’t win, then I didn’t win. At least I avoided being beaten up.

"Anyway, congratulations, our legion champion."

He looked at the laurel wreath on Yawen's head and felt envious.

In the setting sun, the laurel wreath glowed with golden luster, and the evergreen leaves on it seemed to have turned into real gold at this moment, so dazzling.

Of course, champions should be treated like champions.

The next day, Yawen changed into a cloak with a green leaf pattern. The pattern was unique and represented the highest level of glory.

This year is a busy year.

It dispelled some of the loneliness.

Thank you to Shushan Youdao for the 1,500-point reward, thank you to the Judge of Hell for the 100-point reward, and thank you to my friends who voted, thank you, thank you!

(End of this chapter)

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