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Chapter 172 The Alchemist of the Wind

Smoke's eyes were cold and he looked at the old man: "Gonzalez, this matter seems to have nothing to do with you!"

Notan was surprised when he heard Smoke's name calling the old man. He called Gonzalez and had such powerful strength. Who is the legendary "Wind Alchemist"?

"It doesn't matter!" Gonzalez seemed very frank, and after a smile, he pointed to Notan behind him and said, "I just watched this kid interesting, and I saw that your Holy See was unhappy, so I started playing!"

Smoke's face suddenly became a little ferocious and said, "Do you want to be enemies with the Holy See?"

"Don't want it!" Gonzalez spread his hands, completely ignoring Smoke's hideous face, and smiled: "You ruled that the Holy See is open and powerful, and you are a powerful man. I am a mere warlock, how dare you be enemies with the Holy See?"

From Gonzalez's casual response, Smoke naturally heard that Gonzalez was ridiculing his nature of pretending to be a vile tiger, and also saw that the ruling of the name of the Holy See has no deterrent effect on this old guy.78xs

. Moreover, he had fought with Gonzalez several times and never asked for a bargain. If a large-scale battle occurred here, no one would survive under the ban of the previous pope.

Smoke didn't care about other people's fate, but if it were Fitzger, he had to consider it again. As a disciple of Speaker Ishou and the descendant of the Tiger family in Jinhuang City, if he died here because of his fight with Gonzalez, neither side would make him feel better.

The two sides were in a calm confrontation, and they knew that the other party would not take action easily, which made Notan seem a little bored.

"Why not just fight alone?" Notan suddenly suggested.

Although this proposal seems very childish and ridiculous in this situation, no one laughed out loud.

Gonzalez nodded in agreement and smiled at Smoke, "Smoke, you are rich now. Can you still fight me, a poor man who sleeps in the West Sea with a panting belly?"

Smoke's face was a little stiff when he heard Gonzalez's words. It was indeed the same as Gonzalez said. He has been respected since he defected to the Holy See.

What I do is to clean up the pagans, and I really neglect to train my own skills. On the contrary, whether it is Gonzalez or Lou Qi, these two alchemists who were as famous as him have been in the wild. Fighting against the sky and the earth, and fighting with powerful monsters, they have no idea how strong they are. At this time, Gonzalez said he wanted to fight one-on-one, but in front of so many people, he was not willing to show weakness. Who knew that before he could think of how to respond, Fitzger could not wait to jump out and said, "Okay! The Flame Alchemist vs. The Wind Alchemist is a decisive battle against the strong man that was rare in a century. And I, Fitzger, also want to have an unfinished academy battle with Notan!"

Before Fitzger finished speaking, Notan laughed. "What about the unfinished academy battle? If the defeated opponent is the defeated opponent. Are you still afraid that you will win a battle in my hands?"

In the academy competition, Fitzger, who was at level 17, lost to Notan at level 13, has always been an untouchable taboo in his heart, and it is also a shadow that is entangled in his head that cannot be improved. This will be raised by the winner of Notan, without any scruples. Fitzger only felt that his face was pressed to the ground by Notan and stepped on it hard. His face was pale and hideous. Looking at Notan's eyes, he was almost about to spit out fire.

"Nottan...Nottan!"

Notan completely ignored Fitzger's anger. He spread his hands and smiled slightly, "It's useless for you to yell like this, it's useless for me to curse in my heart. You're just a waste, have the ability to do it!"

Fitzger was so crazy when he heard Notan's words that he was so angry that he stared at Notan, and said in a voice: "It's right here, Lord Smoke and Mr. Gonzalez as referees, you and I will have a fair decisive battle!"

"Tsk!" Notan snorted disdainfully and said, "Do you think I am a three-year-old child? So easily you can get cheated by you? This is the ban on the predecessor of the Pope of the Holy See, which makes me feel very stressed and have no fighting spirit. And you have brought so many people here. If I kill you in front of them, they wouldn't have rushed forward and tore me up?"

"What do you want?"

"Go out and find a relaxed and comfortable environment that will make me feel less stressed and comfortable, and let's have another good fight!" Notan said with a smile.

When Fitzger heard Notan's words, he calmed down and sneered: "Do you think I'll be fooled by you? Let you go from this ban?"

"I don't dare, but I don't dare, why are you fooled?" Notan smiled, and Gonzalez also helped him, laughing: "It turns out that the ruling of the Holy See is all corrupt. Smoke is afraid of the battle here, and the doll over there is obviously over thirty, but he dares not fight against the decisive battle of more than 20 levels. It's really a big laugh when it is heard!"

When Gonzalez and Notan said, Smoke and Fitzger both had a twist on their faces.

"If you want to fight, fight, why do you say so much nonsense?" Notan said domineeringly. In addition, the inherent Beast King soul spirit on his body, domineering aura naturally came out from his body, which shocked many powerful people present for a moment. Intuition, a huge fighting spirit fell from the sky, suppressing them to breathe.

Everyone looked at Notan in shock. Even Gonzalez, who had always regarded Notan as a junior, deeply felt the strange aura on Notan, and suddenly understood why Notan could become the personal disciple of Dean Hassan and Thoren. This kid not only had excellent talent, but also had a natural sense of spirit and domineeringness.

The one who felt the most painful thing about Notan's singularity was naturally Fitzger. He was confident that with his current strength, he could completely defeat Notan and avenge his previous shame, but he was not confident that he would be stronger than the guy in front of him in the future. The background of the same four major families, the same mentor who was the same world, the same age, the same talent... However, Fitzger felt that he had too much less than Notan, and his confidence was also much weaker than Notan...

Who dares to kill people in front of the Sect Master Claude and countless powerful people in the Holy See? He dares!

Who dares to chat and laugh in the midst of a heavy siege? He dares!

Who can catch a genius warrior of level 60 less than level 20? He can!

Who can burst out with the domineering aura of suppressing many powerful people? He has it!

This is the enemy of fate! It is a powerful enemy who will be suppressed forever if he cannot beat him! Before he appeared, he was the proud phoenix, but after he appeared, he became a grass chicken that everyone could make fun of!

Fitzger could not bear it, nor was he willing to bear it. In the raging flames that ignited in his chest, only two words were left "Nottan!"

Only by winning him and killing him will you become your true self!

Fitzger pointed at Notan almost with all the breathing in his chest and shouted: "Jermain, let go of the ban, I want to fight him outside the city!"

Jayne was stunned for a moment, but hesitated and said, "Master Fitzger, this is not a good thing..."

"I'm responsible for everything!" Fitzger said coldly, his body was already wrapped in lightning, shining, and a hissing sound - his fighting spirit had been raised to the extreme!

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