Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

"Come on, this is the time you've been waiting for." Hebrews stared at Devin Hill, not letting go of any of the other's subtle movements.

Devonshire kicked the ground violently, slashing through the air, forming a terrifying storm.

In this small duel room, the sonic boom was triggered at an extreme speed, which clearly shows the speed of the attack.

Hebrew stepped to the right, raised his sword and blocked the opponent without taking even a step back.

In Devon Hill's surprised eyes, Hebrew was a little proud, but not arrogant.

In just three minutes, the frequency of fights between the two sides increased several times, which made it difficult for Ravia as a spectator.

He was a silver mid-level priest and possessed several fighting skills. Unexpectedly, he couldn't see the opponent's fighting process clearly.

Finally, in the final competition, both sides took three steps back and looked at each other.

"Boy, your talent is terrifying. I have met many people in my life, but no one can compare to you." Devon Hill put his slightly trembling left hand behind his back and looked at Hebrew with complicated eyes.

"Actually, my eldest brother is better than me. When I spar with him, I am often beaten to the ground." Hebrew smiled happily and explained to Devin Hill.

Devon Hill looked at this hateful boy, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching. Do you know that your words are very hurtful.

For this simple boy, Devon Hill was so pleasing to the eye, and he felt an inexplicable affection in his heart. This was a very strange feeling.

"By the way, uncle, why don't you come to pray for the star leader? My family master has many good things that can help you improve your strength, but I can't tell you what they are." Hebrew put away the knight sword and turned his head. Be quick, he suddenly suggested.

Devon Hill shook his head and refused: "No, I still want to live my retirement life peacefully."

"Uncle, you are here to pray to the Star Leader and you don't need to fight. Besides, at your age, my master will not let you go to the battlefield. You can only train the troops at most."

"Boy, do you know that I really want to beat you up right now." Devon Hill felt that his emotions were fluctuating greatly, but he also enjoyed the process.

Hebrew looked at the other person's gnashing of teeth and burst out laughing: "Uncle, when I saw you, I thought of the same reaction I had when my elder brother forced me to do something."

"Okay, kid, I'm going back." Devon Hill smiled to himself, packed up his things and prepared to leave.

"Uncle, you haven't promised me yet whether you want to go to the Qingxing Leader." Hebrew stepped forward and asked.

Devon Hill turned to look at the silver-haired boy and asked seriously: "Is this what your lord asked you to do?"

"What?" Hebrew looked at the other party with a confused look on his head.

Judging from the other party's expression, Devon Hill immediately confirmed that the invitation was spontaneous by the young man. From the side, it showed that Lord Qixing had a very good character. At least he had nothing to say in treating his subordinates, otherwise he would not have let this person The innocent young man took it upon himself to recruit talents for his master.

"You go, I have lived here for thirty years and I don't want to leave here to go anywhere else." Devonshire refused again.

Upon seeing this, Hebrews shamelessly chased Devon Hill and kept persuading him, making the other party dumbfounded.

"Okay, okay, in three days, as long as you can defeat me head-on, I will agree to your invitation." Unable to stand this young man, Devon Hill's head became hot and he said these words.

"This is what you said, uncle."

Upon hearing this, Hebrew immediately accepted the application for a duel without giving the other party a chance to return.

After getting rid of the entanglement of Hebrews, Devonshire took the knight's sword and some items and left here.

Lavia, who witnessed the whole process, ate as much as she could, stepped forward and patted Hebrews on the shoulder and said, "It's a wonderful battle, but I may not lose to you."

"I am waiting."

The two left here one after another and returned to the hotel.

The next day Ravia went around trying to persuade the three priests. Hebrews went to an open field to sum up their experience and work hard to defeat Devon Hill.

Two days later, Ravia lay on the bed with a relaxed look on her face. Thinking of the experience of these two days, she shed tears of bitterness.

Fortunately, none of the three invited pastors were greedy, and their requests were within acceptable limits.

At the same time, Hebrew finished his day's practice and returned to the hotel.

Lavia turned her head and looked at her companions. There was always an indescribable change, but she didn't know what it was and couldn't tell.

After greeting Lavia, Hebrew put the knight's sword on the table and came to another wooden bed to rest.

Today, I accidentally learned the Waili Demon Group, which increased my chances of winning in tomorrow's duel.

"Hahaha, brother and master will be very confused when they watch me bring Devon Hill back." Hebrew turned sideways and looked out the window, and couldn't help but imagine what reward he would get.

With this good mood in mind, Hebrew quickly fell asleep.

As night fell, Ravia got up, lit the oil lamp, covered Hebrew with a quilt, then came to the wooden table, took out a piece of paper from his arms, calculated his savings, and deleted and modified the shopping list.

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The next morning, it was still the duel stage from three days ago.

Hebrews and Devon Hill stood in the center of the duel stage and started fighting the next moment.

As time went by, Devin Hill had more and more difficulty dealing with Hibs' offense.

"It was evenly matched last time, but it has changed so much in three days. Where did this monster come from?" Random thoughts disrupted Devon Hill's defensive steps.

Suddenly, the light blue fighting spirit was like tentacles, tearing through the protection formed by the fiery red fighting spirit and attacking Devon Hill's back.

This process was very short. Before Devon Hill could react, he was hit hard on the back.

With a muffled groan, he used all his strength to fight back Hebrews. Devon Hill half-knelt on the ground, with uncontrollable surprise in his eyes.

"Uncle, are you okay?" Hebrew greeted with concern.

"It's because I'm old and I can no longer compete with young people like you." Devon Hill recovered and stood up from the ground, his expression a little lonely.

"So, I won." Hebrew suddenly reacted and asked with some uncertainty.

"Yes, you win."

Devon Hill said these words, and the shackles in his heart suddenly broke. He was a little melancholy, but more relaxed.

Perhaps it would be fun to live in a different way.

Constantly comforting himself in his heart, Devon Hill quickly accepted the status quo.

After receiving the affirmative answer from the other party, Hebrew cheered like a child. This was the first time he had made a decision alone, and the first time he had succeeded.

Joy filled his heart. Under the protection of the Lord and his elder brother, this was something he had never felt before.