Jennings wrapped his whole body in a wide black robe, and his eyes watched the crowd around him through the low brim of the hat. He carefully compressed his mental power to a very small range around him and did not dare to release it. As a former cardinal of the Holy Holy Church, he was deeply impressed by the strength of the group of old guys behind the Holy Church. His mental power was as conspicuous to them as fireworks in the dark.

The old people had been chasing themselves like rabbits for a long time. If they hadn't had a way to hide their breath, they might have been dragged back to the Holy See and put them on the holy fire and roasted them like rabbits.

Jennings cursed the group of old immortals walking in the dark. Looking at the bustling crowds of people in the city and the barns in a row, he felt a little relaxed. The life of escape was finally coming to an end. A skeleton warrior with a huge box followed behind a necromancer and passed by Jennings. In the distance, several orcs were bargaining loudly with a merchant of the human race. The intelligent races passing by were not only humans, but also orcs with simple costumes and elegant elves with bows. These intelligent creatures of different races were in peace and had no scenes of fighting in other parts of the Magic Continent.

This is exactly what’s unique here!

"It's indeed Baiyue City, and it's finally here!" Jennings was sure that this place was his destination for escape. He looked at the surrounding scenes and his excitement became stronger and stronger.

Baiyue City is a unique existence on the magic continent.

It is the only land channel between the Magic Continent and the Black Forest, adjacent to the largest ocean entrance known to mankind, and has a superior geographical location. Whether it is the vast Black Forest or the vast ocean, there are monsters that are rampant. Where outsiders do not know the depth, their products are rich, and they are even more powerful. Almost half of the medicinal materials, experimental materials, and magical crystal cores in the Magic Continent are spread from Baiyue City. Baiyue City is therefore also a place where merchants, mercenaries, rangers, mages and other places gather in various colors on the mainland.

After countless struggles and wars, those heroes and heroes came and went in Baiyue City, but no one could become its master. It was like a goddess who had emerged from the world, full of great temptations and never touched by people. More than a thousand years ago, the "Law of Baiyue City" was signed under the joint mediation of several largest forces in the mainland. Baiyue City has since escaped from the cover of secular power and entered the era of great development. Under the law, any aristocratic imperial power has no authority here. Only a few largest forces have maintained the order of operation, and from then on it has become a paradise for mercenaries.

"My God, are you guiding me here because you can hear your call?" Jennings meditated in his heart. He saw a circle of people gathered there in the distance, and shouts came from time to time. He raised his foot and walked over and got into the crowd, looking ordinary and unattractive. Jennings pretended to be a performance in the viewing circle, staring at a patrol team walking by with his light.

For all the people who were hunted and wanted, whether it was a formal or irregular security patrol team, there was always a kind of inexplicable palpitations and alertness.

The team was led by an elves, a group of orc warriors and human mages, lined up to walk past the side and patrolled the area. In Jennings's view, this was more like a combination of mercenaries. In fact, the security patrols in Baiyue City were all undertaken by the mercenaries. The mercenaries and Baiyue City formed a employment relationship, and their dependence on each other, which created the reputation of Baiyue City as the "hometown of mercenaries".

The patrol team gradually faded away, and Jennings's eyes were withdrawn in front of him. A young man dressed in mercenary was waving the long sword in his hand, circled the old man in the middle, and found an opportunity to rush forward and stab a sword. The old man was full of energy and looked still strong. He stood in the field, easily dodging the attack, or simply dispelled the young man's offensive, and never took the initiative to attack the young man. A girl dressed in a maid was far away from the old man, holding a long sword in her arms, staring at the two people in the field.

The girl looked at it for a while and said loudly: "Zhuo Dong, you admit defeat. Today, I still can't break the boss's defense. I want to drink free ale, wait for the next time."

The boy named Zhuo Dong's attacking action was not stopped at all, and he replied in his busy schedule, "Anji, every time I am about to succeed, you will shout a few words, worrying about me or your boss!"

The crowd burst into laughter. An Ji, a girl holding a knife, seemed to know Zhuo Dong's temper very well. After hearing that, she smiled slightly, and was not angry at all. She knew that her boss's strength was at least a level seven warrior, and it was extremely easy to deal with this young man. However, due to the rules of this competition, the young man Zhuo Dong had to break through the boss's defense within an hour and get a cup on the old man's shoulder, so that he could drink the ale in the tavern within one day with this cup. Uncle Vir, the shopkeeper of Jinlipu Tavern, could only defend but not attack.

The shopkeeper stood in the field calmly, but at this moment he felt very depressed. He drank too much a year ago and was inspired by two young men. He bet with them and set the rules for the competition. This young man named Zhuo Dong and another young man Paul, as long as he could win him within the rules, he would satisfy their desire to drink for an unlimited day.

The gambling game was out of control, and two young men came to compete every now and then, as the shopkeeper, they could not speak out without trust. Although they had long stopped being mercenaries, they still retained their skills and were finally not embarrassed.

However, the two young men made rapid progress. Last year, they both entered the level of level 4 warriors, and were able to stimulate fighting spirit, protect their bodies, and increase their physical strength. The frequency of competitions became more and more frequent. Today, Paul just finished the challenge, and Zhuo Dong is here again.

Anji shouted again, "Time is coming soon, Paul has failed today. You have persisted for so long, and you have been longer than Paul." Anji obviously knows the tempers of the two boys. Zhuo Dong and Paul are both talented boys and good seedlings of cultivation. The two were originally competing with each other, and now they regard "defeating" the big shopkeeper of Jinlipu Tavern first as their goal. They are unwilling to fall behind, but they are pitiful that the big shopkeeper was tortured by the two of them all day long. Anji said this to take care of Zhuo Dong's face and suggest that he could stop.

After hearing this, a young man behind Anji snorted, not saying anything, obviously it was another young man, Paul.

Zhuo Dong seemed to hear Anji's words, and took a few steps around. He felt that at the point where the old man's defense was weak, he shouted loudly, and the sword suddenly stabbed three times, stabbing towards Weir. Seeing that Zhuo Dong used his special move, Weir felt much more relaxed. It seemed that today's competition was over, and he could go back and have two glasses of ale immediately.

The shopkeeper waved his hand and grabbed the sword tip of the sword, slightly wielded the fighting spirit, trying to take off the sword. He just met Paul, and this was how he solved it. When Zhuo Dong saw the sword being pinched, his power was pulled, and he didn't move at all. When the shopkeeper saw Zhuo Dong's appearance, he thought to himself, "I finally took it by me, cut me down for a long time, I will take your sword, and finally it won't violate the rules." The shopkeeper was about to work harder, but he caught a smile on Zhuo Dong's mouth, and then the tip of the sword in his hand jumped away.

The crowd of onlookers only saw a bright light, and then heard a loud "dang" sound, and the battle came to an abrupt end. An Ji, who was holding a knife, exclaimed and hurried forward to look, but breathed a sigh of relief. In the field, Zhuo Dong's long sword slashed over the big shopkeeper's shoulder and stopped moving. Zhuo Dong was held by the big shopkeeper's right hand, and the wine glass on his shoulder was well on the big shopkeeper's body. The result of this battle was that Zhuo Dong lost again.

The shopkeeper laughed and said, "I almost got deceived by you! Fortunately, I put on the armor in time." After that, a faint armor-like fighting spirit on the shopkeeper dissipated, the sword fell down, and was taken back by Zhuo Dong. The shopkeeper took Zhuo Dong like a kitten and shook it proudly, throwing it away.

"Oh," Zhuo Dong, who fell to the ground, screamed in pain, "You old killer!"

The onlookers were exclaiming the strength of the tavern owner. It turned out that if the Dou Qi practiced to a certain extent, he could defend himself and protect his body, and he reached the level of a level 4 warrior. When he reached a level 5 warrior, the Dou Qi could be extended with the help of external objects and attached to the long sword weapon, killing and injuring the enemy, and his power increased greatly. For the sixth warrior, the Dou Qi could form Dou Qi armor around the body, and the protection increased greatly, and at the same time, it could also form Dou Qi long sword. Some people could even save weapons.

Jennings looked at the Dou Qi armor, his face was silent, but his heart was excited. If Bai Yuecheng had not been hidden, the person behind him would probably not have guided him here. However, as the cardinal of the Holy See's most powerful Holy See on the mainland, his knowledge far exceeded that of the onlookers.

A level six warrior was not in his concern at all. Jennings could see at a glance that the shopkeeper was at least level seven warrior. What Jennings was really excited about was the boy who was Zhuo Dong. At that moment just now, the fighting spirit mixed with the young man's thrust actually contained the sacred fighting spirit and the dark fighting spirit.

Although the boy tried his best to hide the dark fighting spirit, the keen Cardinal still noticed it. This means that Zhuo Dong, a young man who seemed to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, is already a level 5 warrior, and has an extremely rare dual-type fighting spirit. These two completely opposite fighting spirits can coexist in the boy, which is a rare talent on the magic continent. Jennings has experienced extremely rich experiences in the Holy See for so many years, but he has only heard from rumors, but he has never seen such a talent with his own eyes.
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