"Next." Klin had lost his combat power, and Rick directly ignored him and asked indifferently.

"Wait," Klin stood up staggeringly, gritting his teeth, "Come again."

Rick was slightly stunned, a look of praise flashed in his eyes, "Can you still fight?"

Clin answered with a punch, but because of the force of his whole body, he immediately took the muscles in his waist. He immediately took a deep breath in pain. His fist was forced to shrink back when he was still some distance away from Rick's face.

"Ah...Kyle, Clin is actually a good person. You have punished him, forget it." Miller said with some helplessness: "Clin! Why don't you apologize?"

"Hmph, I won't beg for mercy from this guy who plunders everyone's hard-earned money." The man shouted, kicked his legs hard, opened his hands in a circular shape, and hugged Rick.

Turning around, Rick leaned against Clin, took his arm with the flow, threw him two meters away with the momentum, and then fell to the ground hard.

In this way, Clin completely lost his resistance and could only lie on the ground and hum.

"Kyle..." Both Eminem and Clin were all playmates from Miller since childhood. Although they were a little reckless, their starting point was still good. The girl didn't want them to be injured and disabled, so she had to plead with Rick: "You are a nobleman, and you don't need to be as scruple as a commoner."

Originally, Rick only planned to kill the chicken to scare the monkey and beat the guys led by Clin and Em down. But as soon as Miller said, many people were immediately stimulated and they pointed their fingers at Rick.

"Aristocracy is amazing? Can aristocracy hit people?" Some people who had not figured out the situation at all said indignantly.

"Let me, a civilian, meet you, a nobleman." A strong man in his early thirties walked out. He had a long sword with a gap in his waist, and a spear and a crossbow behind him. He was wearing tight leather armor. He looked like an old hunter who had been struggling for a long time.

"Uncle Wali?" Miller exclaimed, covering his mouth.

This man was the leader of the Hunter Team in Vinton Town. He was originally a small mercenary from the Lion Empire. He was expelled because he offended the regiment commander. In order to make a living, he almost ran all over the Ero continent and finally settled in Vinton Town.

"Uncle Wali, don't go. This demon will definitely try every means to take revenge on you. It's not possible to have no uncle in Wendun Town!" Due to the harshness of the previous lord, some children were instilled by their parents that aristocrats were usually lazy and arrogant, extravagant and lewd. They chattered and clamored, and the surroundings suddenly became lively.

Is the reputation of the nobles so bad? Rick shook his head helplessly and looked at the hunter in front of him.

"Don't worry, I'm a family in the world. I have offended many nobles, and a baron can't kill me." The man smiled self-deprecatingly, then looked at Rick carefully and said seriously: "If I'm not wrong, you should have a fighting spirit, right?"

After all, he is an experienced hunter. With his rich experience, Vari can tell at a glance that Rick is not an ordinary person.

Rick smiled and nodded, and Wali said with great satisfaction: "Yes, it's good for young people to endure hardships. But..." He changed his tone, his tone was full of anger: "But greed cannot be forgiven, and gold coins are not omnipotent. Do you feel no guilt in your heart when you plunder the hard-earned money from the masses like this?"

Rick knew that before the matter was revealed, he couldn't wash it even if he jumped into the Yellow River. Moreover, there were so many people now, and he was in chaos, so he rarely explained it clearly. He could only take the blame for the time being.

"Kyle is not such a person!" Miller tried to defend himself when he saw Rick not replying.

Vari shook his head helplessly. "Miller, you are a good girl. Why are you so ignorant?"

The girl was so angry that she stamped her feet, "You guys are all wrong."

"Forget it," Rick smiled at Miller, "It's useless to say more now. I will find an opportunity to get everyone to know me again."

Miller had no choice but to say "Oh" and stood obediently behind Rick.

With a clang, Wali pulled out the sword from his waist, pointed directly at Rick, and said, "Since you are a swordsman, I will challenge the field you are best at and draw the sword."

"Be careful, Uncle Vari is very strong. He is a first-level swordsman." Miller secretly provided information in Rick's ear.

The first-level great swordsman is very powerful? For ordinary people, the swordsman is like a god, and he can't even think about it in the holy realm. But even the high-level great swordsman, like Rick, can easily capture a lot of people in the Mingx Higher Academy.

Rick glanced at another slightly rusty iron sword around Wali's waist, pointed at it and said, "Give me this sword."

Wali was slightly stunned, glanced at Huanli, and mocked, "Don't you nobles like these gorgeous swords? It's true that they are just for decoration. We should use the weapons of our civilians in actual combat." After that, he drew out the iron sword with disdain and threw it to Rick.

Joke, using a strong attack to cut off your broken sword in a short time...

After weighing the weight of the sword, it was slightly heavier than the strong attack, but the handle of the sword hilt was quite good. After touching the sword body with small gaps and cracks, Rick nodded with satisfaction.

The blue fighting spirit surrounded the watt-power, and the man looked extremely brave, which made many people cheer.

"It's still Uncle Wali's fierceness!"

"Give that brat some color!"

The Great Swordsman has become an idol of many people. The residents of Vinton Town have not seen much of the world. They even naively believe that Vari can kill dragons.

"Take the Dou Qi, I will try my best to suppress the Dou Qi level to the same level as you." Walli believed that Rick's strength would never surpass that of a high-level swordsman, after all, he was still very young.

But he never expected that today he met an elite from Mingx Higher Education College.

The black fighting spirit was like a hideous demon, and it was like a black shadow, and everyone could only panic and see the corners of Rick's mouth shrouded in black fog raised high.

Wali's heart suddenly contracted, and he stared at Rick, who was like a black demon with incredible face, and said in surprise: "Is this a great swordsman-level fighting spirit? Why is it black?"

As soon as the words came out, the people around him were in an uproar, and the look of Rick's eyes gradually evolved from contempt to respect, and finally became fear.

The residents of Vinton Town had the impression of Rick at this moment: full of scheming, ruthless, and no one could defeat him. They suddenly felt that the sky had fallen, and they couldn't help but think, "Who can stop this demon from sucking our blood?" After not getting the answer, they felt that the future was extremely dark.

"Kyle is a dark attribute magic swordsman, Uncle Vari. You..." Miller didn't expect that Rick was actually a great swordsman, and the girl underestimated the Mingx Higher Academy. She began to worry about Vari, but was afraid that he would not have face, so she couldn't say in public, "You are not Kyle's opponent."

Demon Swordsman...Wali has also seen these people. They are usually extremely arrogant guys. Because they are usually won by the empire and obtained the title, they become arrogant. Wali has a particularly bad impression of the Demon Swordsman, and he snorted coldly, "So what about the Demon Swordsman? I have been away for so many years, but I don't believe that I can't defeat you, a hairy boy."

Wali is still very confident in his combat experience and skills. In his opinion, Rick's ability to have the Great Swordsman-level fighting spirit only shows that he is hardworking and talented, but his actual combat ability is absolutely not good.

"Your name is Kyle? Haha, if you are not a person who is greedy for money, you will definitely appreciate you very much." Variping held up the iron sword, with a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes, "But what you do will definitely be punished by the goddess! People who dare to resist power and tyranny like me have never lacked people in the town of Vinton!"

"That's right!" Almost every resident present was infected and mustered up the courage to support him.

Rick smiled with relief. This is what he would like to see. Because when the misunderstanding is resolved, these extremely cohesive and courageous people will be their proud people.

"You are still very young, and you have such strength and a bright future. But you have no eyes on the sword, protect your life!" Wali reminded kindly. The blue fighting spirit gathered on the iron sword in his hand, and his body moved. He slashed at Rick in a head and faced with a slash.

The black magic smeared the worn sword body, but Rick was not careless. He raised the iron sword over his head and resisted the sword of the lower wall.

The tiger's mouth was slightly numb, and the strong man was still quite strong, and Rick was a little overwhelmed.

However, Walli was even more surprised. Seeing Rick raise his sword to block his full blow, he secretly sighed in his heart that this young man was seeking death because the material of this ordinary iron sword could easily be cut in half from the middle, but Rick used magic power to put the sword on the protective film, thus resisting.

Rick gathered his magic power on his arms and pushed away Wali's iron sword inch by inch. Suddenly, he exerted force and pushed the iron sword away from his head. Rick turned around and kicked Wali's belly, kicking him away a few meters away.

Good boy, I'm not his opponent when I hit him head-on... Wali finally found that he underestimated Rick. He touched his slightly ache abdomen, stood up, and praised: "You are very strong. In addition to your extremely high talent, you must have put in a lot of effort to achieve this kind of strength."

Rick tilted his mouth. In fact, he could only be considered a relatively hard worker. If he had not inherited Jack's magic, he would not know how long it would take to gain his current strength.

"Uncle Wali, don't hurt the harmony, just click until you." Rick pointed the sword tip to the ground and said with a smile.

Seeing the young black-haired man in front of him affectionately calling himself "Uncle Wali" like those young men in Vinton Town, the man was slightly stunned and could not understand what kind of person Rick was.

"Since the duel has begun, except for one party surrender, one person must fall down." Wali did not think much, but focused on the battle in front of him.

"Okay, I'll give in." Rick threw the sword, raised his hands on both sides of his head, and looked like he was pointed at by a gun.

However, Wali became furious, "This is an insult to me! Pick up your sword and we will decide the outcome!"

Rick shook his head and said helplessly: "Why is this? You are not my enemy, why do you have to face each other with your blades?"

"But you are the enemy of all of us!" Vari lost his patience and shouted loudly. The iron sword slashed at Rick with a strong fighting spirit.

Miller was shocked. Rick had already thrown away his weapon. Seeing Walli rushing towards him with his sword, the girl was anxious. Without thinking too much, she ran out from behind Rick and stopped her between them.

Oops... Rick and Vari were shocked at the same time, but the latter could no longer stop. Seeing that the iron sword was about to hit Miller, the girl stood there stupidly.

Everyone exclaimed, and Miller suddenly rushed out, but many people didn't react, and saw that the tragedy of scattering and shattering was about to happen.

Miller didn't know why she was blocking Rick. She had lost her ability to think as she watched Walli's iron sword grow bigger and bigger in her vision.

The girl suddenly felt her waist tight, as if she was being hugged. She quickly came to her senses and saw Rick wrapping her hand around her slim waist and blocking her body in front.

Rick's right hand was surrounded by magic, and a black long sword formed in an instant in the direction of his fingers. He put his five fingers together and waved them violently, cutting off the iron sword of Wali in the waist.

From Miller rushing out to the clanging iron sword breaking, the whole process was less than two seconds, when everyone reacted, Rick had successfully rescued the rash girl.

However, the sword body of the black lightsaber composed of magic is almost only one millimeter thin, and the iron sword of the wall is smoothly cut off, and the other half of the sword body still maintains its previous movement trajectory, like a flying knife half inserted into Rick's shoulders.

*No matter how powerful it is, it cannot stop the sword. Half of the long sword of Wall Power easily penetrated Rick's shoulders, and the hot blood was brought out, drop by drop and drop to the ground from the edge of the sword.

"Kyle..." Miller's little mouth opened, and she looked at Rick, whose face was slightly pale, and her face turned extremely pale.

Rick forced a smile, as if saying "It's okay".

Wali was also stunned. He threw his broken sword aside and quickly said, "Boy, sit down quickly and I will help you take out the sword." After that, he quickly took out the bleeding-stop props he carried with him.

Rick took a deep breath in pain. Thinking of pulling the sword out of his shoulders, it would hurt even more at first. He stopped the watt-power that was about to draw the sword and said, "You just need to stop the bleeding for me."

"What stupid things are you saying? The sword has not been taken out yet, how can you stop the bleeding?" Wali said with a frown.

Rick smiled weakly, and saw that the half-broken sword trapped in his shoulder was wrapped in black magic. After a while, it turned into a pool of iron. In the end, nothing was left, leaving only a few centimeters of wounds, and blood was still pouring out.

Except for the land and rain, the magic flame can burn almost everything. It is natural to melt the iron sword, and even the iron pool has been evaporated completely.

Wali looked at Rick in surprise, who seemed to be a magician. Under the urging of the latter, he came to his senses and quickly stopped the bleeding for the young man in front of him.

After half an hour of busyness, Rick had a pure white bandage wrapped around his right shoulder, and some blood could be seen. Apart from the pain, it was no longer a big deal.

"Fortunately you are a great swordsman, so strong enough, otherwise your right hand will be ruined." Wali sighed as if he had survived the disaster.

Rick's behavior of saving Miller was already respected by him, and the man decided to regain the young man.

Such a bloody scene shocked many people. Seeing that Rick was still standing alive, the onlookers breathed a sigh of relief.

They not only worry that Rick will cause big trouble if he dies, but they agree and appreciate his behavior of saving Miller and no longer have great prejudice. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!