""Lightning Frog", this thing is ridiculous, but it's too fast, no one can catch them..."

"The "two-legged flying dragon" is very dangerous to appear in the backing area, and it is not recommended to hunt alone."

"The "Thunderfall Griffin" is also on the other side of the mountain, which is even more dangerous and is not recommended to hunt."

""Evil Ghost Crow", well, this is important!

There are many evil crows in Jinghu.

This kind of monster cannot become a climate.

But recently there are signs that evil ghosts have evolved.

They can not only possess crows, but also attach to cattle, sheep, pigs and dogs... I personally recommend that you not go to Jinghu."

...

He explained all the dozen nearby monsters.

Roger put away the grass slab and thanked him.

Finally.

He asked in a low voice:

"Is there a way to get into the mountains?"

The Taurus was stunned for a moment.

Immediately, he smiled foolishly:

"That's not something you can buy for a fee."

"But if you can win tonight's Arm Wrench Competition, I'll give you some clues."

This guy really has clues about Drovas!

Roger was already curious about Alice, so he said:

"Then I'll sign up."

Allen immediately smiled professionally:

"The registration fee is 600 yuan, please pay it."

"Thank you for patronizing."

In that moment.

Roger felt like he was deceived again, but he decided to believe his perception!

And when he paid.

The sneer of the mercenaries came from the corner of the tavern again.

Roger glanced at them.

Leaving without saying a word.

...

Night falls.

The Taurus Tavern is very lively.

Compared with daytime.

The number of people in the hall has increased by more than ten times!

People watching the fun squeezed from the lobby to the door.

Roger came a little late.

If you find out, you can only go to the back door.

The crowded conditions in the bar made him feel instinctively disgusted.

Fortunately, the chaos didn't last long.

Allen came out and said a few scenes, and the rows of decks in the center were cleared out to be used as a place for competition.

that's all.

The 7th Arm Wrench Competition of the Taurus Tavern kicked off with great enthusiasm!

...

There are a total of 29 contestants tonight.

The competition is divided into two rounds of the preliminary and finals.

The preliminary round is a very down-to-earth "table grab".

That is, the contestants choose their opponents at will, and fight against each other on eight tables, and the losers are eliminated directly.

The winner can rest on the table for 3 minutes.

Then wait for the challenge from others.

In this mode.

Most people will be eliminated soon.

In the end, the person who still sat on the 8 tables was the quarterfinals.

The final stage is the beginning of the quarterfinals.

The rule is to draw lots to win the championship.

This process may not necessarily be very fair.

But the atmosphere is very good.

In the hall.

Shouting, cheering, cheering, gamblers...

These waves of sound came.

It is easy for people to give up thinking and only brute force is left in their minds.

Roger mixed up among a group of tough guys and looked inconspicuous.

But after Allen's orders.

Immediately a group of people went to pull the table.

They don't care about tactics.

The people who were attracted to the same table looked at each other red and just fucked them!

...

"Grass!"

"You're fucking foul!"

"I did it again, I just warmed up..."

Similar sounds come one after another.

Roger observed patiently for a while.

I found that the people who took the initiative to rush up were all locals. They were more cheerful and the ones they paid attention to in the competition were just a pleasure and didn’t have so many bad ideas.

And those who didn't do anything like him were mostly outside adventurers.

They may not believe in Alice's magic at all.

But I was very interested in the championship bonus, so everyone wisely chose to save their energy.

They wanted to wait until the end and make another move, there were always weaker ones in the eight tables, and they could easily enter the finals. Why do they have to work harder?

Roger thought so, but after observing for a while, he changed his mind.

After a moment.

Roger chose a free table and sat on it.

"Agree in advance, don't blame me if my bones are broken."

The big man opposite said in a rough voice.

Roger didn't speak, but just reached out.

Next second.

The two hands were held together.

Bang!

Under the incredible gaze of the man, his hand was suddenly pressed on the table, and no matter how hard he exerted, he would not move at all!

"You didn't count 123!"
To be continued...