Today is the sixth day of the competition.

In the early morning, Sand Arena welcomed thousands of spectators as usual. Few people knew that something big happened in the Castle last night, and the only witnesses were given a closed order.

The only difference that the audience could find was perhaps the first row of the VIP stands, where the royal mission changed a face on the head seat of the royal mission - Maritime Minister Steve died, and the task could only be temporarily taken over by the official with the highest title in the delegation.

"God Punisher" Ms. Megan was still sitting in the center of the first row with a god at the right hand side. On her right hand side, the temporary official wanted to hide from her for a hundred meters away. Her body was tilted seriously to the right, and her entire body was pressed on the right hand side, and her face looked frightened... Although the Lord of the Giant Mo City in the seat on her left was sitting upright, her face was not good-looking, and her neck seemed to have lost the function of turning to the right. As for the left side of Marcesno, the seat belonging to Flinda was simply empty. The great master said that he was not feeling well today and did not attend.

After the game began, Elder Meghan suddenly tilted his head to the left.

In a faint voice that the third person could not hear clearly, he said to the sitting straight lord of Jumo City: "Your Excellency is young and promising. The Pope asked me to invite you to serve as the third elder of the Inquisition."

This unreasonable sentence made Marchesno's already straight body stiff again, and his whole body seemed to turn into an iron plate!

He was forced to do so and didn't answer for a long time.

But the white-haired old woman seemed not surprised and smiled slightly: "It is right for the city lord to think carefully. After all, any choice you make is related to the future and destiny of the Halde family and the people of Yicheng... The validity period of this invitation is over the last day of the Jumo City Competition, and you don't need to answer immediately."

After saying that, she sat upright again.

Under the heavy metal helmet, Marchesno only felt his head buzzing, as if he was stuffed into a huge bell that sounded, and like a group of howling crows flying around him, making him feel upset and unable to understand his thoughts.

He had no idea what Meghan intended? The relationship between the two had already reached freezing point. Whether it was Meghan who killed the contestant in public in the airplane competition or sneaked into the lord's fort last night to assassinate the cabinet minister, he had not said anything to him in advance, even if he said hello, the two had not taken action so far. It was the result of Marchesno's efforts to restrain his temper. However, Meghan actually gave him an olive branch at this critical moment?

It is true that the Holy See of Light is one of the two pillars of the Kingdom of Carl, and even for a sub-legend, joining the Holy See is quite attractive.

But this invitation is very inappropriate no matter how you look at it.

Marcesno is not a smart person. He is confused and is unwilling to show off on the surface. He can only hide in his helmet quietly and think about the meaning of the invitation, so he didn't notice how the game was spent on this day. When he was awake, the sky had already darkened and the guests in the VIP stands were almost gone.

"I haven't figured it out yet?" An old voice rang behind him.

"Brother?" Marchesno turned his head suddenly? Seeing the old man who was sloppy and hunched as always? He rarely showed a hint of joy, "Did you hear her too?"

"I was sitting behind you? I could hear it clearly." Bancroft sighed, "We are in trouble now..."

"Do you know what that old woman means?"

"Every fool knows." The sloppy old man looked at the heavy armored warrior angrily? "You should really care more about the situation in the mainland? Being a city lord is not just about paying attention to the affairs of the city... Some time ago, the Holy See and the Royal Family of Carl kept making small moves privately. Anyone with discerning eyes could see that the two monsters sleeping side by side were about to wake up? I'm afraid they will fight together? The whole kingdom will be affected by the entire kingdom! And you actually think that at this critical moment, Elder Meghan came to Jumo City just to participate in the competition?"

Marchesno's mouth opened slightly and his eyes were straight.

"She is forcing you to stand on the side!" Bancroft rubbed his temples hard, "To be precise, is forcing our Halder family to stand on the side? If you promise her, it means that Jumo City will become a roaming of the Holy See in the upcoming battle between the two heroes."

"How is that possible?" Marchesno's voice suddenly rose at this time?                                                                                                                      

"I know what you think... You and Glen and Flinda have taken a risk together for a while and have a deep relationship? But now is not the time to act emotionally! You have to know if you refuse completely? In the view of the Holy See? It is tantamount to declaring that they will stand on the side of the Carl royal family, and they will regard Jumo City as their enemy no matter what."

"Whatever they do!" The Lord of Jumo City stomped his feet angrily, "It just so happened that I had this idea. Last night I went to comfort Flinda. Guess how she was? She actually planned to go back to Wang Ting... Audrey and Glen advised her so many times before, but she refused to look back. Now that Steve is dead, she actually figured it out overnight, saying that she would go back to inherit the Hesel family's family business and serve as the new maritime minister, and said that she might join the palace mage group... I might as well go to the royal court with her!"

"You dare!" Unexpectedly, the old man was furious when he heard this and kicked Marchesno directly, "If you want to die, don't drag the whole family together! After all, I have been the city lord for a few years. Can you be more steady? Don't always be like a little boy!"

"What's wrong with me?" the heavy armored warrior yelled.

The sloppy old man looked at him with a grudge: "Do you remember the family's motto? Our Halder family has lived for thousands of years, longer than the history of the Soren Dynasty and the Kingdom of Carl. It is not about being voluntarily, but the motto of the ancestors - not fighting with the world! We are a family that occupies the rocks, and we should not support anyone without any support! "

"But you said too, just rejecting Megan is equivalent to supporting the royal family. This is not possible, that is not possible. What should you do?" Marchesno pulled off his helmet and shouted.

Fortunately, the stands at the Sand Arena were empty, and no one heard the quarrel between the two brothers.

"That's why I said it's so troublesome!" Bancroft's eyes seemed to be on fire, and he grabbed his hair hard. "I haven't figured out how to answer for the time being, but please use your brain. Are you a city lord or I am a city lord? Damn it, fortunately, we still have time, so we can carefully consider how to reply..."

Marchesno looked at his brother scratching his head and circled around, and suddenly sneered: "It turns out that you have no idea, and you are still asking me to teach you."

The old man stopped and stared at him.

"Okay, you don't have to get involved. I have decided to be loyal to the royal family with Flinda! This land was finally defeated by the Carl family. The Holy See is just a small character separated from the cabinet. Even if there is really a fight, with the joining of our two sub-legends, I believe that the Carl royal family will surely win." The heavy armored warrior concluded at the end.

After saying that, he no longer gave his brother a chance to refute. He stomped on the ground and soared into the sky like a cannonball and left the Sand Arena.

The strange old man with only a blue face was left, trembling in the same place, not knowing whether he was angry or worried about the fate of the family.

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"Follow me!"

In the evening, Daren waited for the old man to accompany him to practice "fighting skills", but the old man's reaction today was very strange. He grabbed Daren's wrist without saying a word and walked to the side.

Next to it was the flat ground of the arena.

But as the monster old man took a step, the ground suddenly cracked!

A large amount of quicksand surging like a whirlpool, and soon a tilted downward corridor appeared on the ground of the square. Steps shoulder-width were extended to the blurry darkness...

Daren looked at the big hole on the ground in shock, and turned his head to look at the monster old man in horror. His eyes followed the old man's wrist - the sand in the Sand Arena can be controlled by the iron wrist guards. The degree of iron wrist guards of different levels can be controlled by different levels. The player's iron wrist guards can form up to 3 sand teammates, while the referee's iron wrist guards can control the ever-changing changes of quicksand to prevent any danger... But in this scene before him, a big hole was directly cracked on the ground of the indestructible square. I'm afraid even the referee's iron wrist guards can't do it?

However, Deren did not see any iron wrist guards on the weird old man's wrist.

The strange old man just waved his right hand casually, and the dark corridor formed by the sand continued to extend downwards.

[The old guy is not an ordinary person?]

Such thoughts arose in Daren's mind for a moment, but before he could think about it, he was dragged down and ran down!

The old man's hand was extremely strong, and Daren's wrist hurt. He stumbled in the dark for a while and suddenly realized. He found that he had come to an empty underground space!

Daren looked around in surprise. There was an underground cave made of sand. The dome was hemispherical, and the way he came was closed. There were many luminous stones embedded on the wall, illuminating the entire underground space. There were many metal boxes locked with large locks everywhere, and many broken weapons and various debris were scattered on the ground. The most attractive thing was a huge terrifying skeleton lying on the center of the cave!

When the two of them came in, they fell into the abdominal cavity of the skeleton. They had to move forward along the passage formed by the ribs, bent down from the bloody mouth of the crimson white bones, and then turned around to see clearly what "it" really looks like.

"Is this... the legendary dragon?" Daren felt a suffocation.

It was obviously a motionless skeleton, but it still exuded a heart-wrenching power. Just thinking that he had just stood between its upper and lower teeth, Daren couldn't help but take a step back.

"Not a dragon! It's just a sub-dragon... equivalent to a sub-legacy of humans." The strange old man squinted his eyes, "This is my most proud prey..."

"Old guy, did you kill this?" The brunette boy was startled!

"Don't be old guy all day, old guy." The weird old man was dissatisfied. "Today I pulled you in, I wanted to let you know that I am not a random old man next door, and don't always take fighting skills seriously, but treat them as ordinary kung fu skills..."

"Listen, my name is Bancroft Halder! The brother of Marchesno, the lord of Giant Mill City, today!"

"This Asian Dragon came to Jumo City more than 20 years ago. I killed it with my own hands! And what I rely on was fighting skills at that time!"

Daren was stunned.

"Did you see these broken weapons all over the ground? They were broken weapons by the warriors of the family who participated in the besieging Yalong at that time... Those who used them were all the top advanced pros, but they still fell into the sand because Yalong's scales were invulnerable and their skin was strong and hard to break. Finally, I used the fighting technique to condense the terrible power into a punch and sent it into its mind! Only then did I kill this extremely difficult guy."

Daren was shocked by the strange old man's words, and subconsciously looked along his gaze. There was indeed a shallow fist mark on the skull of the huge hideous skeleton. A thin crack extended to both sides along the fist mark.

"At that time, I was already a sub-legacy, but fighting skills were still my strongest way!" The monster old man hummed, "Even if it went smoothly, my way to attack the legendary level would be this... So do you boy understand? This is definitely not an ordinary skill, but a road to heaven with endless potential! It is my lifelong hard work!"

Everything that was seen made Daren not believe it, but all kinds of questions followed.

"Why teach me?" Daren stuttered, "You are so powerful, there should be countless people competing to be your disciples. How could they come to teach me the fighting skills every night?"

"You are wrong. What I teach you is not considered a fighting technique." Bancroft shook his head and sighed, "The real fighting technique requires not to engrave any stars...Marche and I have fought for this issue for decades. He firmly believed that stars are the crystallization of wisdom of our predecessors, and all future generations need to do is engrave! After engraving, it is used reasonably according to the timing! But I think any star is a bondage to itself. When I practiced the sub-legacy, I only engraved two stars that purely strengthened the body... Today, when the four major marks are mainstream, there are too few people who are willing to give up the inscribed stars and learn fighting technique with me..."

"What's more, in the battle twenty years ago, I was seriously injured. Now I have become a bad old man who doesn't even have the energy to fight. Haha, I can only go to the dungeon to bully the prisoner wearing handcuffs and shackles... In this way, naturally no one wants to believe me and take the risk to learn from me..."

"Then you come to me every night..." Daren said embarrassedly.

"I'm just unwilling to give up." The old man's expression became serious and stared at Deren, "Although you are also following the warrior's path, at least you use a shield, and the shield system has long declined, which means you don't have too many stars to engrave, which can be regarded as satisfying the requirements of fighting skills in disguise... I don't expect you to go completely with my path, I just hope you can learn a little of the essence of fighting skills and understand my philosophy! In the future, when you meet the right person, you can help me pass on the fighting skills..."

"That's fine." Deren nodded suddenly.

No wonder the old man has always emphasized that if he "masters the essence of fighting skills" he will give himself what he calls surprise.

So next, Bancroft began to instill knowledge about "real fighting skills" with Daren. Regardless of how much Daren understood or how much he remembered, he kept talking nonstop, as if he was pouring over the sea, until Daren shouted to stop with a frown face!

"Senior!" The brunette boy rubbed his temples hard, wondering, "What's wrong with you today? You can't just want to teach me all night?"

"That's impossible..." Bancroft suddenly became discouraged, "But I really don't have much time..."

"What's wrong?"

"You, a poor boy, don't understand. This is a scheming between big families... Alas, if it was just a stupid and powerful Yalong who threatened the family, just like the time twenty years ago! As long as you work hard, you can protect the family... Unlike now, I don't even know what to do..."

Daren couldn't understand the old man's contempt to himself, so he could only stand aside in embarrassment and silently.

"The Halde family is no better than before. The hard power is only considered to be the upper-middle among the many nobles. What exactly does the Pope target us? The powerful allies, Ice and Snow Castle, Legend Castle, and Golden City Walls, are not more suitable than us..." The monster old man seemed to be in a daze, muttering in his mouth, scratching the bird's nest with both hands, and circling in the spot.

He suddenly stopped.

The confused eyes were frozen on the huge sub-dragon skeleton in front of him, and gradually, the pupils began to shrink.

"I understand!" He suddenly screamed strangely and jumped up, "Is it a plan for that thing? The goddess is above, has the Holy See also mastered the method of using it?"

"Senior..." Daren was startled.

"No, no, this is to cut off the foundation of my Halder family..." The strange old man grabbed Daren's shoulder as if he was frightened, pinched his lips hard, "I can't let them succeed, I can't... But what should I do? I'm just a useless person now, I can't do anything, what should I do..."

This was the first time that Deren read a feeling called "fear" from the sloppy old man's face.
Chapter completed!