DRAGON MASTER (Crazy Updates)
Chapter 99: The Power of Level 8!
"Sheila went looking for Joelson again? He'd better go with our mercenary group!"
"Haha! You're right, our Joelson is strong and a young genius. Following him had a better future than staying in the small Chamber of Commerce!"
A fat old man angrily and anxiously cursed, "Shut up! You're a bunch of idiots! Can't you guys just shut up with so many gold coins?"
The old man looked at Joelson again and whispered, "So what if you're a young genius? You're just an ordinary person. Sheila will be the Countess of the future."
Sheila's face flushed. He ignored everyone's gaze and ran to Joelson's side, crouched down and gave him some water.
"Brother Joelson, drink water."
Joelson smiled at her. Her increasingly handsome appearance made Sheila blush in embarrassment and timidly bow her head.
Joelson opens the bottle to wet his lips and returns it to Sheila.
"Brother Joelson, how many days are we in town?"
Sheila suddenly asked.
Joelson thought for a moment and said, "If we continue walking at this speed, we will reach the destination city in five days. Then our duty as guards will be over."
"Five days."
Sheila suddenly sighed, her face full of melancholy.
A trace of determination flashed in Sheila's eyes, she gathered her courage and said to Joelson, "Brother Joelson, why don't you stay in our Chamber of Commerce! My father once said that he wanted to build his own guard team, and you could be the captain of the guard team."
Joelson smiled and said nothing.
With how stingy Sheila's father was, he would feel regret losing the copper coins for a long time. How could he be willing to build his own Trading Room guard team?
Joelson had long seen that Sheila was interested in him.
Poor thing.
Suddenly, Joelson looked to the side, grabbed the knight long sword in his hand and slowly stood up.
"What's up, Brother Joelson?"
Joelson casually protected Sheila behind him and said nonchalantly, "Hide it well, someone will come."
As Joelson stood with his sword, the surrounding mercenaries also stood up and looked around warily.
A tall and rude man yelled at Joelson, "Joelson, is there a situation?"
Joelson nodded small.
The others immediately took a fighting position.
Joelson is the strongest among them. Many crises in the past have made them trust him so much.
The caravan merchants also organized themselves and nervously hid in the middle of the caravan.
After a while, the sound of a cluttered horse hooves could be heard.
Dozens of black-clothed men dressed as bandits rode their horses and appeared before everyone's eyes.
As expected!
Everyone's eyes were shocked.
Sheila's father had been chosen by many small Chambers of Commerce to negotiate with the bandits.
"My lord, we are willing to offer you a thousand gold coins. Let's go through."
A vile smile appeared on Sheila's father's face.
Someone in the caravan cursed in this low, miserly voice. He had promised five thousand gold coins, but once he opened his mouth, he instantly lost four thousand. In order to save a few gold coins, he was willing to give up his life.
The bandit leader looked at Sheila's father expressionlessly.
Suddenly, a sword light lit up, reflecting his fierce and ruthless face.
"A thousand gold coins? We want everything!"
"Aah!"
Sheila could not help but scream in panic.
The blade light made a deep mark on the hard ground. Sheila's pale-faced father was unharmed, but her legs were now weak.
Joelson patted her back gently and looked at her.
"Level 7!" Someone in the mercenary group said, and everyone inhaled a breath of cold air.
The bandit leader narrowed his eyes and looked at Joelson. He said slowly, "Son, I will definitely let you die last."
Joelson ignored her and ran towards her.
The knight's long sword tip was dragged on the ground, making a scraping sound.
The bandit leader laughed strangely. He jumped off the horse's back and raised the machete in his hand.
Joelson remained calm and raised his long sword.
His speed seemed as slow as a snail, but it happened to collide with the bandit leader's machete.
A brilliant fiery red battle aura exploded. The black light on the machete flickered faintly, but it extinguished as soon as it appeared.
The sword shattered, and the bandit leader widened his eyes. His eyes were filled with shock and horror.
"Level 8! This is impossible!"
However, Joelson raised his eyebrows at the black battle aura. He forcefully turned the long sword of the knight in his hand slightly. The sword light that could cut the bandit leader in half from the middle only cut off one hand and one leg.
"Ah ah - -"
The bandit leader covered his wounds and rolled around on the ground, shouting and wailing.
The whole place became quiet in an instant.
Not only the caravan but even the black-clothed bandits were dumbfounded.
A Tier 7 knight could not even receive a single strike from this young man?!
Looking at Joelson's youthful appearance, each of them looked as if they had seen something extraordinary.
"Yes God! It turns out Joelson is so strong!" Someone in the mercenary group said in a low voice.
Joelson had only been with the mercenary group for less than two months. Everyone only knew that he was still very young and very strong.
They had seen Joelson easily kill a tier 5 knight. Originally, they had thought he was a tier 6 knight. They did not expect him to become a level 8 knight.
He was actually a tier 8 knight!
How is this a young genius? It's just a monster!
Even among geniuses, he was also a monster-like existence!
Sheila widened her eyes and looked at Joelson in a daze. His eyes were filled with admiration and adoration. He couldn't wait to hurry up and hug Joelson back.
However, Joelson did not seem to see the shock of the audience. His eyes were fixed on the bandit leader on the ground. The tip of his sword was directed at his head. He said coldly, "Who are you?"
The combat aura used by the bandit leader was exactly the same as the combat aura used by the people from the dark church!
The chief bandit leader was sweating coldly. He gritted his teeth and did not say a word.
Joelson frowned a little. He took a step forward and nailed his left foot to the ground.
"Ah ah - -"
Another shrill scream sounded.
"I'll say it! I'll say it!"
The bandit leader hurriedly said with fear.
"I."
A cynical smile appeared on the face of the Bandit leader.
"Be careful!"
A scream of fear came from behind him.
Joelson suddenly turned around, and a black shadow quickly shot towards him. His blade blinks with a dangerous light in the sun.
There was a faint fluctuation of magic elements in the air.
Clangs!
The sound of swords cutting each other rang out.
The blade that was supposed to hit Joelson's left arm right now was as if it was about a very hard steel. It instantly bounced to the side and fell to the ground.
"It's impossible!"
The face of the ambush showed an extremely frightened expression. He could not believe what was happening before his eyes.