Chapter 857: Eldar Tournament - Mercenary Flags Flying All over the Sky

With a crack, the brittle wooden spear pierced the target and shattered. In the huge impact, the shield in the hand of the sturdy Sir Vida broke into several pieces. He also flew into the air.

In the air, Sir Vida looked blankly at the red-robed knight galloping across the road, his face full of disbelief - that guy is simply a monster!

With a plop, the knight fell off the horse and lost consciousness.

The knight in the red robe did not stop until the horse ran to the end of the track. He took off his helmet amid the cheers of the crowd in the stands.

Judging from the mustache under the knight's nose, this person is Martin.

Another victory, but Martin felt a little bored. I have been living in this capital for almost a year, but I still don't understand why those noble knights like this boring "game". I really envy those guys who travel with their bosses.

Many flowers fell down amid the cheers of the stands. Martin reined in his horse and waved his arms at the ladies and young ladies who were shouting wildly in the crowd. He also bowed to the sleepy old king who was sitting at the head of the stands.

After all, the women of Elda are pretty good.

After the servant took over the horse, Martin got off the horse. Seeing Alfonso beside the king winking at him nervously, Martin quietly made an OK gesture.

In the stands, Tanya, who was talking with Grand Duke Canglan, couldn't help but show a look of contempt after seeing the little movements of the two.

'No wonder I have been losing money these past two days. There must be something fishy about the bank these two guys opened! With Martin's strength, why did he have to run seven rounds on the horse track to solve the duel with Sir Vida just now? ! '

Today is already the final stage of the competition. In a few games, it will be Alfonso vs. Martin - seeing the sneaky look of those two guys, the result of this game is naturally needless to say.

However, Tanya decided to place the bet later, because Martin might not expect Alfonso - Martin might meet Prince Robert first!

It's hard to say who will win or lose between Robert and Martin.

If Martin loses, and Alfonso is defeated by Robert, then today will be interesting - it's hard to say. Robert's strength is similar to Jagger's.

Maybe Martin will deliberately let him win.

Thinking of Alfonso's shabby appearance, Tanya couldn't help but smile with gloating, looking at Robert in the opposite stand - I don't know how George decided. Prince Robert's resurgence today, George, the bad guy, has helped a lot in secret.

'Why hasn't that damn guy come yet? ' Tanya couldn't help looking at the horizon in the distance again: 'Do you have to let me stay here to guard that old king? Are you afraid that he won't run away? '

At this time, Martin had returned to the stands. Robert on the opposite side smiled after seeing Martin and Alfonso whispering to each other.

This uncle of mine just likes to play tricks. He has to win the first place in everything, even if it means playing dirty tricks.

This year's first place, I have taken it.

At this time, the two teams held flags and walked into the venue. This game will be a group battle. Seeing that the teams representing themselves have already entered the field, the nobles around Robert couldn't help but applaud. But their faces were very awkward. Only Robert's eyes were indifferent, as if his state of mind after the ups and downs was very different from before.

The reason why the nobles looked embarrassed was that the people they could bring to participate in the competition this year were all mercenaries-although those flags had their family emblems, there were also flags representing the mercenary guild.

This martial arts competition should have been a declaration of force by the nobles. But now it has become a competition among major guilds, and the noble lords have become a foil, so everyone's faces are naturally very awkward.

So this so-called knight martial arts competition has become a stage for mercenaries. As for the noble knights, they have already stood aside.

There is no doubt that the lowly mercenaries have become the protagonists in this period of time. This makes some nobles swallow fly shit, and some nobles are happy-because they are the people they hired to fight on their behalf.

And some mercenary groups were formed by nobles-for example, Alfonso and Grand Duke Canglan supported two mercenary groups, one ranked second and the other ranked third.

This made many nobles feel relieved-although they heard that the three major knight groups, the "Swan Knights", "Glorious Knights", and "White Lion Knights" all had some connection with the Mercenary Guild, but in addition to the White Lion and Glorious Knights, which belonged to the new noble forces, the Swan Knights, which is now ranked first. But His Highness Robert personally formed it. It must be his own talent.

The battle in the audience began, and the exclamations of the crowd in the stands sounded like waves.

The scene was very fierce, and both sides did not let up because they came from the same mercenary guild. They all wanted to win the final championship.

This year's game looks much more interesting than the 300th anniversary celebration of the Thorn Dynasty two years ago. This year's event was unprecedentedly grand—the number of mercenaries and wandering knights participating in the competition was dozens of times greater than before! Looking around, the teams galloping and training on the grass and horse farms in the distance all had flags of mercenary guilds hanging on them!

And I heard that the last match of the conference will be a battle to slay demons! For this match, the old king specially transferred a trapped demon from the distant Holy Court - I wonder if it is as powerful as the Cruel One!

The Cruel One, the final champion challenge of the underground arena in Canglan City. Many dignitaries in Elda have seen those matches - it is indeed very exciting!

But it seems that these mercenaries fight more fiercely than the demon showdown in the Canglan Arena, and there are many magicians in it!

With a loud thunderous sound, several huge red forked lightning bolts were released from the wands in the hands of several wizards, and hit the crowd on the opposite side mercilessly. The terrifying electric current enveloped the entire venue in a red light, and the people on the opposite side were hit and were directly knocked away. There were even several large pits left on the ground.

There was another exclamation in the crowd. Many nobles who had seen the tyrant couldn't help but open their mouths wide - if this tyrant was hit by this, wouldn't he be torn into pieces? !

Is it necessary to kill so many people? !

The noble ladies looked at the mercenaries who were knocked away from the stage, and couldn't help but cover their faces and screamed. But then they saw that those who were hit actually patted their buttocks and stood up, and then rushed towards the wizards like a group of terrifying bulls with red eyes. It seemed that they were already "furious".

The next fight was more intense, and even the financial backers behind the two mercenaries couldn't help but want to stop. But the mercenaries had no intention of showing mercy.

Obviously, for them, the demon opponents in the so-called championship battle were far less difficult to deal with than the guys on the opposite side - as long as they were knocked down, the last black devil would not need a few people to go up to solve it.

The sleepy old king quietly opened one eye, and after seeing this scene, his face was a little ugly. Then, he couldn't help but glance at Tanya not far away. The corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily, and he closed his eyes again.