He breathed out heavy breaths, the muscles all over his body rolled, veins popped up on his forehead, and his spine made a snapping sound. However, the weight on his shoulders was like an unbearable mountain, ruthlessly suppressing all his efforts.

Go down.

Nelson raised his hand and pushed Manuel's breastplate, seemingly without any effort, but the alchemist soldier staggered back more than ten steps, leaving spiderweb-like cracks on the ground with every step, and finally stood still.

foot.

"Manuel stop." Victor shouted in time to stop the alchemist soldier from rushing towards Rogers again, making him stop where he was, and waved to Rogers, who was pale and adjusting his breathing.

Rogers shook his body, restored the dislocated joints, walked up to Victor with his head drooped, and knelt down on one knee. Four years ago, when he first entered Mercury Manor, Victor personally taught him and opened another new chapter for him.

A more wonderful world. In Rogers' mind, Victor is both the lord and the enlightener.

He knelt in front of Victor, like a child who had done something wrong. Caligula reached out his big hand very happily and stroked his head.

Rogers was very angry, but even after shaking his head several times, he could not get rid of the giant's "comfort", so he had to accept it silently.

Victor couldn't help but smile, nodded and praised: "My performance just now was good, remember to be more flexible next time. You can go further in the future, provided you don't die halfway... go to the back."

"Thank you, sir." Young Rogers stood up from the ground and finally got rid of Caligula's kindness.

At this time, Nelson came over and said enthusiastically: "Sir, Manuel's increase in strength does not seem to be violent. He seems to be able to maintain this state forever without consuming his inner potential and energy..."

Nicole asked with bright eyes: "This is the talent of 'active adaptation'."

Victor smiled and said nothing, raised his chin to the red wolf who was standing alone across from him, and said in a loud voice: "Red wolf, Manuel, you are competing for speed. You can't hurt each other's body, and you can't go out of the circle. Who will be first?"

Whoever touches the opponent's face wins...Manuel, use all your speed."

"As you command, my lord." The alchemist warrior's complexion, which was like a black rock, quickly returned to normal, and more than that, his plump muscles gradually became compact, highlighting his powerful and agile temperament.

"How is this possible?!" Nelson yelled, ran over again, walked around Manuel and observed carefully for a moment, and said loudly: "It turns out that this is the 'active adaptation' talent... It can enhance physical fitness and

Strength, can also enhance perception and agility..."

"Red Wolf, if I were you, I would give up immediately." Nelson said to Red Wolf who walked into the circle. He was not optimistic at all about the thief who had trained the fighting skills of the mad ape into the fighting skills of the fox.

There is a huge difference in physical fitness between the two sides, not to mention that Manuel also has a magical blood talent and is a true transcendent.

The thief with red hair and light gray blue eyes said: "Sir, I want to give it a try."

"Of course you have to try, good luck to you, Red Wolf." Nelson patted his shoulder, laughed, turned and left the circular area.

Red Wolf is a thief, older than Rogers, and has been at the bottom of society since he was a child. It is no accident that he was adopted by Balor. He will never give up the opportunity to perform in front of Victor, and he is better at it.

Creating an opportunity, a pair of eyes wandered around, sometimes staring at the alchemist warrior's face, sometimes staring at his hands, but always glancing at his boots from the corner of his eyes.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with Manuel's boots. This is actually the red wolf's psychological warfare.

It's a pity that his charming eyes were thrown to the blind man.

"start."

Victor gave the order, and Manuel ran straight towards the red wolf like a sharp arrow. But the red wolf's reaction was even more shocking. He spread his hand and threw a handful of dust at Manuel. He didn't know when it came from

He grabbed it from the ground. Just when everyone thought he was going to take the opportunity to touch Manuel's face, they saw him turn around and run away.

The two of them ran away and chased each other, and circled around the field. Both sides were as fast as lightning, and the speed was so fast that it was dizzying, but Manuel was much stronger than the red wolf, but the red wolf was very slippery, and there was a feeling behind him.

With his eyes, he always avoided Manuel's grasp on his shoulder, and through constant changes of direction, Manuel never succeeded.

Nicole nodded and praised: "Red Wolf is very smart, making full use of Manuel's shortcomings of being dull and inflexible...Manuel is obviously proficient in the griffon combat skills and the gray wolf combat skills, and Turnans pioneered

Both combat techniques emphasize the principle of sliding. Both feet cannot leave the ground at the same time. Although sliding can change directions in time to dodge, this is not a duel... Manuel is still using sliding, which limits his own speed.

The red wolf insisted on turning his back to him again. He needed to make two moves to touch the red wolf's face. The first was to catch the red wolf... However, this move stimulated the red wolf's combat intuition, and he could avoid it accurately every time.

Caymanuel.”

"...But..." Nicole changed her words and said with a smile: "Manuel has no intention of harm. Red Wolf's combat intuition is not stimulated enough, and there will always be mistakes... Moreover, his physical strength is obviously not as good as Manuel's.

Newel. Red Wolf will definitely lose."

Victor coughed, turned his head and smiled: "Red Wolf is actually a thief. If he was caught often, he would have died at least a hundred times... Of course, his physical fitness is indeed not as good as Manuel, but

They can dance for hours. But I think they will soon decide the winner, and the winner is unpredictable."

Nicole looked over and noticed something strange. She smiled, nodded and said, "That's it."

Sure enough, Manuel grabbed the shoulder of the red wolf inadvertently, but he turned around and slapped Manuel on the face, making a crisp sound, then screamed strangely, jumped up and down, and rushed.

After getting out of the circle, he looked at Manuel who was standing there with fear and anxiety. Seeing that the other man was not angry, but just looking at him with an indifferent expression, a chill suddenly came out of his heart, and he regretted that he had just struck too hard. But no.

How could he possibly touch the other person's face first with such force?

"Pa" "Pa" "Pa" "Pa"

Red Wolf slapped himself hard four times, nodded and bowed and said with a smile: "Sorry, sorry, I was too anxious just now and offended you."

"You won... The master never told the winner to slap himself in the face, so why did you slap yourself?" Manuel looked at his opponent's red and swollen cheeks, asked in confusion, and pulled out his right foot from the pit.

This was the hole that Marcie had stepped on the ground to help him. The red wolf circled the small hole and took him around for 11 times, and finally brought him into the hole.

"Wonderful!"

Victor stepped out from the crowd, smiled at the red wolf with a swollen head and face, and said: "Your performance is very exciting... Don't worry, Manuel will not take revenge on you."

Red Wolf quickly ran over, knelt down on one knee, and said flatteringly: "It's all adults who have taught me well."

"Haha, this is not what I taught you."

Victor laughed, stretched out his hand to pull the red wolf up from the ground, turned around and said to everyone: "Wisdom is also a kind of power. You can survive in death, and the weak can defeat the strong. But the prerequisite for using the power of wisdom is not to be timid and not to admit defeat.

The power of will... I believe you do not lack wisdom and will. But I also want to tell you that in the face of absolute strength, wisdom and will alone are not enough!"

"Caligula, go and throw Manuel out of the circle. Manuel should try to avoid him."

Aka showed a silly smile on his face, strode into the circle, and with a sudden pounce, he caught the alchemy soldier with blackjack perception in his hand.
Chapter completed!