Start with the Eye of Sauron

With the increase of force value and charm value, one magic crystal can only be exchanged for one point. Soros suppressed the last nine magic crystals, and only raised his force value to 48.

With his strength, it's normal for him not to be able to beat Charlie. In any case, Soros is just an ordinary young man in Weir Town, and his physique cannot be compared to this kind of knight who has been training all the year round.

With Soros, Knight Charlie came to the vicinity of the arena, and found a large cart of wooden weapons with ease.

All the passengers in the hotel who were there just now have followed Soros and the others to the vicinity of the arena. There is excitement to watch, and they are naturally happy to eat melons.

"How long that kid can last, it doesn't look very strong."

"Three rounds are the best."

"It's okay to have some confidence in him, I think he will be beaten to the ground with one move."

"I bet more than three rounds."

"Bet it! Bet it!"

"Just here." Randomly found an open space near the arena, and Charlie drew a big circle on the ground.Soros nodded, and then stepped into the circle.

Ignoring the comments of the people around him, Knight Charlie focused all his attention on Soros.

"If you really have some skills, I will agree to your request."

"Try it and you'll know."

After picking up a wooden two-handed sword, Soros swung it randomly twice, drawing two beautiful sword flowers.This move lifted the spirits of the surrounding onlookers.

The strength shown by Soros did not surprise Charlie. If the kid in front of him has no skills, how can he challenge himself.

There was a gust of wind, and the wooden machete in Charlie's hand was already pressed down on Soros' head.

Soros didn't take a hard-to-resistance approach. He swung his wooden sword and tapped it on the side of the machete. The machete tilted and fell against his shoulder.Soros leaned forward, and the wooden sword was already in front of Charlie.

Charlie lifted the machete upwards to block Soros' blow, and then bent over, the machete pushed away Soros' wooden sword and swept forward.

Soros pointed the point of his sword on the sweeping machete, and leaned back to avoid the blow.

"We underestimated this kid. With this strength in the arena, he will definitely get a good ranking."

"Don't talk too much nonsense, I am willing to bet and admit defeat, and take the money."

"Uh... um."

The audience outside the arena chatted with each other, and the battle inside the arena has become a bit heated.

Within 3 minutes, Soros had nearly [-] rounds with Charlie Knight in front of him.He has been avoiding Charlie Knight's attack dangerously and dangerously.The wooden machete in Knight Charlie's hand was extremely oppressive, even if it was lightly rubbed against his body, it would inevitably cause a large bruise.

I don't know if it was because he felt a little embarrassed after not taking Soros for a long time, or because he warmed up and the blood flow in his whole body accelerated.Knight Charlie's face began to turn red, and the pace of attack accelerated a little.

The sense of oppression gradually became heavier, and Soros could only keep retreating. His force value was only 48. Even if he played with two-handed swords, he would definitely not be able to defeat the Charlie knight in front of him.

"you lose."

Soros dodged sideways and dodged another blow, but Knight Charlie in front of him withdrew his machete and carried it on his shoulder.

Soros looked back and saw that half of his foot had stepped outside the circle. He withdrew his two-handed sword and nodded to Charlie.

After stopping, Soros realized that he was already covered in sweat, and the sweat was dripping down his face.

"You are qualified to be my friend. Leave me an address. After participating in the four-nation competition, I will go to find you." Looking at Soros in front of him, Charlie showed a gentle smile.

"Go to the town of Vale, and you will be able to find me."

Throwing the wooden two-handed sword back into the pile of weapons, Soros and Charlie shook hands, and the onlookers continued to applaud and applaud the two.

"You are really capable. Do you want to register in the arena now? I am familiar with the registration process and can help you."

The drinker who had talked a lot with Soros last night walked over excitedly. Soros looked at him, smiled and shook his head.

"Time is running out, my family is still waiting for me to go back, I can't stay here for too long, brother, can you tell me where the armor shop and weapon shop in the castle are?"

"Come with me, anyway, I'm fine now." Pulling Soros, the drinker walked forward quickly.

"This is the center of the city. There are several weapon shops and armor shops in Wiktu. You can see them as far as you can see. If you are not satisfied with their goods, there are weapon masters and armor masters in the city. You can also go to order, It usually takes half a month to get it.”

"Thank you, brother."

After bidding farewell to the enthusiastic drinkers, Soros wandered around the city center. When he arrived at a weapon shop, the owner warmly greeted him.

"Boss, do you have a two-handed sword here?"

"Yes, wait for the cargo boy."

"First class."

Looking meaningfully at the young man in front of him, the boss began to look Soros up and down.

Soros is dressed in villager attire, very ordinary from beginning to end. Can he be rich enough to buy a first-class two-handed sword?
Looking at the doubtful eyes of the boss in front of him, Soros chuckled, took out a bag of coins from his pocket, opened the bag and showed the boss.

"Sorry, I'll go get it for you right now."

A bag full of silver coins has already let the boss know that Soros in front of him has the ability to spend his most expensive weapon here.

When he came to the counter in the shop, the boss pulled out a box from the bottom of the counter, took out a thing wrapped in silk from it, put it on the counter, and carefully lifted the silk.

"Sixty silver coins, no counter-offer."

"I'm stupid." Soros looked at the two-handed sword in front of him, and tapped it lightly.

"Is the hilt of your sword made of gold, or is the blade made of gold?"

"This is a balanced two-handed sword forged by Victor's most famous swordsmith, Demir Bron, and his signature is here." The boss gave Soros a sideways look, and slowly covered it with silk.

"How many people want to buy but can't buy it? Do you want it or not?"

"If your sword is forged by a master, I will definitely want it."

Holding down the boss's hand, Soros watched the sword seriously.

"System, have I been tricked?"

"Judge for yourself."

"Hmph, what's the use of you?"

"What did you say?"

"No no no, nothing..."

After counting sixty silver coins and buying the balanced two-handed sword, the corners of Soros' mouth twitched, his heart ached to death. . .