When Luther chased Fenghu into the deep forest, Newton, Marshall and other knights also followed in. However, Luther and Fenghu were too fast and they soon lost track of the man and the beast, and could only return to the open area in disappointment.

"Did I see it wrong just now? Luther resisted the wind magic of the wind tiger and knocked it away with a sword. The wind tiger not only did not tear Luther apart in anger, but chose to run away. Luther even chased after it, as if he wanted to kill the wind tiger?"

When the group came back in disappointment, Marshall still spoke in an incredulous tone.

What happened just now happened so fast. From the time Luther started fighting to the time Feng Hu chose to retreat, it was just a blink of an eye.

But the process was so exciting that it irritated their nerves.

Luther, Pompeii.

The heir of the Pompeii family was their friend, and they grew up together. As everyone knows, Luther's talent in the path of knighthood is above average, belonging to the mediocre category.

And now it is so vigorous.

That's Warcraft, oh my god.

That is a monster that can only be dealt with by three human knights of the same level working together.

Although the incident had already happened and they had confirmed the facts with their own eyes, this incident was so subversive that Marshall still couldn't believe it.

"Luther has made his territory very prosperous, and now he has shown his extraordinary combat power. I feel like I don't understand this guy any more."

One of the heirs said angrily.

There was also a look of shock on Newton's face, but he was calmer and more composed than the others.

"No matter what, thanks to Lud's blessing we are safe."

"But Luther chased in. Although it seems that Luther has the upper hand, I think it is necessary to inform the elders nearby and ask them to stop people from tracking to prevent any accidents."

Newton was somewhat concerned about Luther's safety.

"Come here, guards, guards." Marshall shouted immediately.

At this moment, the open area had exploded. The girls and boys were all in disbelief and felt that the world was not normal.

At this moment, the young men were divided into two groups, and eight of them who were loyal to the Pompeii family and ready to go to war gathered together.

"Am I seeing things? Our future lord is so powerful." Mickey Williams, the young man who had just paid homage to Luther and was ready to pledge allegiance to the Pompey family, was speaking in a dreamy tone.

"Perhaps it's because of my bloodline. I've heard a lot of stories about the knights of the six major families since I was a child. Every generation of Pompeii Knights is known for their bravery in battle. I heard that the contemporary Pompeii Knight, Mr. Sol, is a high-ranking knight."

A young man was also shocked, but he acted as if it was a matter of course.

"Yes, Knight Pompeii." The other young men also showed a look of realization.

The Knight of Pompeii is synonymous with bravery in combat throughout the territory of Patton.

Then the young men became excited. As prospective knights and future knights, since they had pledged allegiance to the Pompeii family, they naturally hoped that their main family would become more powerful.

Luther was a business lord and a powerful knight.

This is very exciting for them.

Compared to these eight young men, those who did not choose to fight were regretting their decision very much.

It turns out that this test was just a situation, and Luther would never let them fight, but if they agreed, they would be Pompey's knights.

The next generation of Pompeii Knights, Luther, Pompeii's attendant knight.

They did not choose to fight, so of course they had no chance to join the Pompeii family. This was not just the loss of a good and respectable job in the future.

Today's hesitation and timidity may even become a stain on their lives.

A knight who cannot choose to fight at a critical moment.

What a humiliating thing.

"I feel like my life is over." A would-be knight murmured in despair.

Luther, Pompeii.

Even Luther, Pompey, the heir of a seemingly mediocre knight lord, was a very sought-after person.

Recently, the Pompeii family has begun to develop rapidly, owning a city and gaining a certain reputation in the whole of Orange.

Luther suddenly became very popular.

I didn't expect there would be a surprise.

Luther, Pompeii.

This heir to a noble family, destined for wealth and glory, was a powerful knight.

The nobles in this world have all kinds of shortcomings, such as being idle and having chaotic private lives, but they do have a martial spirit.

A powerful knight is always the object of pursuit by women.

If it is a great knight, even a king would be reluctant to extend an olive branch.

Heir to the Knighthood.

A future lord who will manage his territory.

A strong knight.

With three identities combined, Luther was naturally overwhelmed.

The girls were as excited as if they had discovered a treasure. The only regret was that there were too many people who had discovered the treasure. The girls gathered in twos and threes at this moment, but when they looked at their companions, they seemed to be looking at an enemy.

We are all competitors.

This was the scene Luther saw when he walked out of the forest carrying the dead Feng Hu.

“Swish, swish, swish!”

The girls were all listening attentively. When Luther's footsteps sounded, they all turned their heads and saw Luther carrying Fenghu.

Luther now lacked elegance, and his clothes were torn into rags, but his face was ruddy and he was in high spirits, and it was clear that he still had some strength left.

A primary magical beast was obviously nothing in his hands.

This is the proof of a strong knight.

The girls' eyes lit up, as if they really wanted to eat Luther alive. Facing the gazes of these girls, Luther also shrank his neck.

Sometimes being too high-profile doesn't seem to be a good thing.

After all, Luther didn't have much interest in these girls, and the better they performed, the harder it would be to get rid of them.

"How distressing." Luther sighed in his heart.

"Bang." Luther pretended to be calm, walked over with Fenghu and a golden sword on his shoulder, and put Fenghu on the ground under the dull gaze of Newton and Marshall.

Feng Hu died a very tragic death. The fatal injury was a blow to the head, half of his head was smashed.

The earth fighting spirit lacked cutting power, and even though Luther used the knight's sword, it caused blunt damage. Luther wondered if he should abandon the knight's sword and use a double-edged axe or a sledgehammer instead.

The double-edged axe is good. It can be used to chop people and can also be used as a shield.

I remember that Mr. Orleans, a senior knight who was also a user of earth fighting spirit, used a double-edged short axe.

Luther was a little distracted.

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