this is my ark journey

why?

Her brain gradually froze. She saw her father's guilt-ridden eyes on the VIP platform, saw her uncle's ferocious expression, and then a huge force was transmitted to her hands.

boom! !

The shield was blown away, the forearm was in pain, and the host just happened to be lying.

"It's the mysterious inheritance of Sarkaz, the Moore knight exchanged his life for strength!"

However, there was no inheritance. The senior centurion only used [-]% of his strength, just like tearing up the enemy's forward on the battlefield. He took a step and chopped down the saber with all his strength.

woo-

The competitive helmet was cut open like a piece of paper, but after a moment, the saber stopped moving. Grenati sat down on the ground with gray hair scattered, but looked up blankly, and saw a tall figure blocking it. the sun.

His whole body was covered by armor, without revealing a trace of skin. The blue cloth cover covered the breastplate, and only the huge shield-shaped armguard on his left shoulder was exposed. The patterns carved on it were like works of art.

Ren raised his right hand, clamped the Sarkaz with his fingers and struck with all his strength, the remaining wind blew the red tassels, and the arena was as silent as death.

Being overturned by someone, Gambling Dog was about to greet Grenadi's family, but a knight came out halfway, and even the host got stuck. He quickly looked at the VIP station and asked if this was the effect of the show.

This smell of blood, this impenetrable armor is considered a knight?

The VIP table was silent, the big shots looked at each other, and the athletic director of Metz Bank had a fierce look in his eyes.

"How dare the Kaliska family play tricks on me?"

"No, absolutely not!" A middle-aged Zarak hurriedly explained, even a little groveling.

Is it true that Metz Bank and the Chamber of Commerce behind it only have money?

He recounted the knight's experience, focusing on the fact that the Kaliska family did not dare to contact him, and even the spies they sent were thrown into the stinky ditch.

"I thought these two warring knights were just passing by, but I didn't expect him to dare to intervene in the holy competition!"

Bravery, definitely a move that would lead to his title being taken away, Gray Metz raised his eyebrows, thinking that this must be another stubborn old man.

"From the armor, it looks like a war knight, and the level is not low. If you pass by and meddle in your own business, it is an opportunity to put pressure on the Correctional Council." '

He smiled disdainfully. These idiots thought they had some brute force, and they had already been squatting stupidly in the border fortresses, so they didn't know what the people needed.

Can glory and virtue be eaten?All the combat knights with a little brain have switched to competitive games.

There were boos in the arena, and countless people were cursing Renn for breaking their dream of getting rich, but Grenadi was still sitting on the ground, asking inexplicably:

"When I step on the arena, I have the consciousness of defeating death. Why do you want to intervene in the sacred competition?"

"Holy? No, it's full of evil." Ren raised his head slightly and looked at the VIP table against the curses and boos.

The manager really stood up, stood in front of the microphone, and said politely, "Your Excellency, tell me your title and affiliation. If you interrupt the sacred competition, I will file a lawsuit against the Knights Association!"

The tone was soft, with the feeling of 'you are waiting to receive the lawyer's letter'.

"Wolf Knight, Artorius." Ren replied quietly.

When he said this, the boos became more violent.

Gray Metz was a little confused. He had never heard of this titled warrior knight, but after thinking about it carefully, it was normal for the traditional faction to have a strong man he was not familiar with in the last stronghold of the traditional faction.

"One-word title, a noble great knight?" He pretended to bow and salute, and then said: "You haven't told me the reason for participating in the holy competition."

Ren has taken the initiative to bring in the character, and said lightly: "Because this competition is neither sacred nor fair, as a knight, I must drive out evil."

Another self righteous idiot.

Gray shook his head. He has seen too many idiots over the years. He doesn't understand public opinion, and he doesn't know how to maneuver. much price.

"Your Excellency the Wolf Knight, you are questioning Casimir's tradition and breaking Casimir's supreme law, anyone will be your enemy!"

After the words fell, the Sarkaz Knights pulled out their blades first, as if to protect the tradition, and the audience was also excited. Many people who had been cut off from their fortunes wanted to jump down and tear Ren into pieces.

Ren still didn't speak, even the saber he was holding was motionless, he seemed to be able to see the disdain in Gray's eyes.

Justice is just a matter of how we promote it, and anger is just a matter of how we guide it.

"Can you cover the sky with one hand?" Ren raised his sword and pointed at the manager with a contemptuous expression. The latter was eager to make a move. It would be best to kill a few gambling dogs. When the time comes, let the media report it for a while, and let the knights who are fighting The ratings dropped again.

But at this time, the horns in the arena suddenly rustled, and then a familiar voice sounded in the arena.

"Mr. Gray, I'm Tolo, the branch leader. The Withering Knights have already agreed that they will arrange for a powerful novice knight to act according to the script. Everyone will benefit from Grenadi's money. Those who don't have enough Earn money on the idiot's bet."

The noisy arena fell into silence, and everyone turned their attention to the host on the VIP platform, while the recording continued.

Looking at the dumbfounded manager, Ren suddenly smiled and crushed the general knife into twisted scrap iron.

"Don't you want justice? Well, I will give you justice!"

Chapter 340 Seven RNM, Refund!

It took only half an hour for the arena to go from hustle and bustle to frenzy and finally to silence.

The voice on the radio is still telling about the crimes, from how a group of big men tried their best to plot against a little girl for a legacy, to taking advantage of the opportunity to amass money to achieve a win-win situation. As the arena became quieter, Gray's face became more and more embarrassing. red.

This is the knight?A knight who only knows how to fight and kill?

Even competitive knights with relatively flexible methods would not use such un-chivalrous methods. Isn't monitoring recordings something that only the Wuzhou League does?

The long-term education of knights has made these people not able to play tricks. Even if there are one or two freaks, they will be dealt with long ago.

Knights should be upright, and all their minds should be put on analyzing intelligence and combat. Conspiracy will shame the lance and ruin the glory.

Things should be like this, but for Ren, he only cares about the result, and no worldly morality can hinder him.

The scene became more and more out of control, anger was brewing, and it felt bad to have your hard-earned money stolen, but Gray didn't care about those murderous eyes, just staring at the venue.

"What are the guards of the Kaliska family doing?!"

In fact, as soon as the recording sounded, dozens of subordinates went to the broadcasting room, but there was still a 'knight' guarding there, and everyone who approached was chopped into pieces.

"Don't you have anything to say? Where did the eloquence just now go?" Ren's voice was not loud, but it echoed clearly in the arena.

'There are other ways, such as killing this person and then fabricating evidence, and then using the media to completely suppress the incident. It really doesn't work. I still have some things in the safe house, and they dare not betray me! '

Gray came back to his senses, the truth is not important, the important thing is to stop the loss, and the audience must not be allowed to riot, which will have a huge blow to the reputation of the association.

Do business with integrity. If you don't handle it well, the entire Metz Bank will become a scapegoat.

"Sarkaz, what are you waiting for?!"

He roared into the headset for a while, and it was only then that the Sarkaz knight realized that he was not a mere spectator. His Highness's ideals required a lot of money, and the Chamber of Commerce had plenty of money.

Still have to fight.

Ren shook his head. In fact, the best way to deal with this person is to plead guilty on the spot and take everything on himself.

But can you talk about loyalty to a businessman?The life of capital is very expensive.

"Stay away." Ren kicked the girl behind him ten meters away, and Moore in front of him had a fierce look on his face.

He pulled out another saber, a sarkard that didn't have the Sarkaz style but was much more refined, and the intense light shone in front of Ren, like a bright light.

"It's the shining knife of Whistling Industries! It is powered by the inside of the armor, and you can enjoy [-]% off when you place an order now!"

The host played the advertisement very responsibly, even if it was no longer a knight competition, who would care?The angry audience just stared at the center, and saw five Sarkaz surrounded them together.

The competition of blood had made them temporarily forget their anger, only a sword and gun cut through and annihilated the light.

bells and whistles.

Ren cut Sarkaz with a sword. They have strange origin stone equipment, which has greatly improved their combat effectiveness, but to him now, they are nothing more than ants.

"Be careful, this person is very strong!"

The rest of Sarkaz was also taken aback. Even though he knew that Casimir was an expert in fighting knights, he didn't expect a senior centurion to be killed like this.

"A shield!"

"Wind!"

The heavy shield produced by Whistling Industry is in front, followed by the heavy crossbow assisted by the origin stone. The arrow leaves the string, the shield covers it, and the spear rushes in. When Ren hit the arrow, he felt the power transmitted to his palm, and frowned slightly. .

Another Origin Stone weapon, 30% more powerful than the one produced by Kazdel.

He didn't trigger thunder and lightning, just stuck his sword and gun into the ground, lifted a rock into the air, and punched it away.

boom--

Like a cannonball hitting the crowd, the heavy shield was lifted up, and the flying stones jingled on the armor. At the moment the shield hand fell to the ground, two crossbow arrows pierced through the air, followed by thousands of soldiers. Long sharp spear.

clang!

Ren blocked the arrow with his hand, and stepped forward, only to feel the spear sweeping across the red tassel, and then pressed down suddenly. He was very fast, and the sword and spear stabbed the enemy's chest, and saw the commander in the armor gap Sneered.

Burning Gun!

The body of the gun turned crimson, and Ren felt that there was an oven above his head, as if the air was starting to burn.

"I see."

Renn knew why Tracy was so interested in Casimir. While acquiring advanced equipment, he trained his team's combat skills, and it didn't take long for him to gain a group of elite soldiers.

Casimir knight competition is so popular, it also objectively promotes military technology. Various arms companies compete with each other and copy each other, and the results are much better than the mass-produced products of Ursas!

"But that's about it."

The equipment couldn't make up for the huge difference in strength. Ren stretched out his left hand and raised it above his head. The thunder gun shot out blocked the lowered spear, and the commander's eyes widened.

This origin stone technique...

Even the tailor-made scorching gun didn't move at all. He was about to pull back when he suddenly felt a golden light filling his field of vision, and severe pain like bone scraping spread throughout his body.

The sword and spear were obviously more than ten centimeters away from the breastplate, but the thunder and lightning pierced through the air, causing his muscles to convulse.

How is it possible, my MK.2 heavy armor clearly has three times the resistance to spells!

The commander didn't understand the reason. Even the heat dissipation system of this set of armor collapsed in the energy impact. Ren didn't look at him, but passed by him. The remaining three Sarkaz hadn't reacted yet. In their eyes , the two fought for only a short moment.

boom! !

The swords and guns that came down suddenly blasted the shield soldiers with their shields into the ground, and after another step, the two archers were drawing their swords in a hurry, but it was too late.

Ren stepped forward and kicked the person on the left in the abdomen. This Sarkaz, who was wearing azure blue light armor, flew straight for tens of meters, smashing the people on the VIP platform, and the dignitaries ran away with their heads in their hands.

And the other Sarkaz slashed down with his saber, and 'just happened' to hit Renn's shoulder like a round shield. A few sparks burst out, and the man's body swayed, and then he took the saber out of Sarkaz's hand The other hand grabbed his throat and lifted it in the air.

Sarkaz, known for his horror, was struggling, kicking and beating indiscriminately, but Ashes didn't move at all, just holding a 'chicken' and looking around.

The whole audience was silent, and there was no cheering for the winner of the competition. Tens of thousands of eyes just stared blankly at the scene in the arena.

Crush the Sarkaz Knights team by one person, which is enough to make the headlines of the major newspapers tomorrow. Countless audiences will cheer for the Wolf Knights, but this is not a competition, there are no rules, topics and bets, only the coldest massacre.

"Have you seen enough?"

The emotionless voice echoed in the arena. He took a step forward and walked slowly towards the VIP table. After three steps, he threw the Sarkaz in his hand.

boom!

The body weighing hundreds of kilograms even with the armor fell right in front of Gray, and the blood spurted by Sarkaz splashed on the latter's face, which made him wake up like a dream.

run, run!

No more calm and restrained, this person ran away, and the audience in the arena also realized that this was no longer a knight competition.

"Can't let them run away!"

"RNM, refund the money!!"

The crowd was excited for a while, mixed with the usual resentment and hatred of the rich, these bastards are so rich and want to empty our pockets, of course we have to seize the opportunity to let them spit it out!

There was a moment of chaos in the arena, and Grenadi was still sitting on the ground, watching the frowning townspeople break through the blockade of the guards, pinned her uncle and father to the ground and beat her uncle and father, and made the branch president tremble with fright. get up.

"Are you relenting?" The wolf knight suddenly asked, which made the girl feel a little uneasy.

"He, what they say is also my relative."

"You think they shouldn't be beaten?"

"Yes, but not to death."

Ren didn't speak, and stepped out of the way a little. Seeing the girl knight jumping onto the stands, he glanced at the chaotic venue, turned around and dragged the half-dead commander away from the electric shock.

No matter how one investigates, this is nothing more than a war knight who has seen a rough road and smashed some kind of conspiracy, and he needs to have a good talk with Sarkaz.

As soon as Ashes entered the passageway of the lounge, he happened to meet the protruding Skadi, who was wiping the blood on the flame-shaped sword.

"Ren, don't you care?"