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"I've seen the battle between Osa and the Sandstorm Clan!" one of the drinkers drank the fire lantern wine and said loudly, "That black-haired goddess is simply unstoppable! As soon as the gong sounded, she had already rushed to the other goddess and knocked her unconscious with a shield!"

"Isn't the Goddess of the Sandstorm Clan Sandra Sandrain, she can turn sand into armor and manipulate gravel attacks, how can she be defeated by a single blow?" one questioned, "Even if you can't react, the sand armor is usually wrapped around the body in advance, almost harder than the armor of the northerners, but you say it can't block the shield?"

"I wasn't able to lie to you, and I wasn't the only one who saw it!" exclaimed the drinker unhappily, "The sand armor may be hard, but I didn't see it work. The moment the Goddess of Oza rushed over, all the sand wrapped around her body fell to the ground, completely resisting the opponent's heavy blow with her face. You all know that in the first duel, the Goddess of Osa withstood more than a dozen bone-cutting warriors by herself, and with that kind of strength, it was already merciful for her subordinates not to be killed on the spot!"

"All spilled on the ground...... Is she wearing the Stone of Divine Punishment?"

"Maybe, I don't know, but the duelist of the Bone Chipper and Sandstorm must be wearing the Divine Stone, and maybe it won't work for her. ”

"A goddess who is not afraid of the Divine Stone...... How is this possible?"

"Don't you interject?" someone complained, "add a glass of wine to this one and let him continue!"

"Thank you," the drinker took a sip of the newly added hops, and continued, "The Sandstorm Clan probably didn't expect their goddess to fall first, and the formation was suddenly chaotic - the number of people they dispatched was only half of the upper limit, and they must have fought with the goddess as the core, and once the goddess fell, there was no suspense about the next victory or defeat." ”

"Or not a single one?"

"That's right, fifteen people, all of them survived, either they were shot in the shoulder or knee, or they were knocked out by the goddess!"

The crowd burst into a burst of head-to-ear noise.

"But it's nothing," the drinker said as he stood on the bar and drew everyone's attention, "the duel the day before yesterday was unforgettable! Ausa challenged the Blackwater clan, a great clan known for its bravery and brutality! You should have heard of the name of Blackwater, and few of them survived any duelist who met them! They had no goddesses, but they were all first-class warriors, and they sent out a full thirty men! Compared to the first two, it was a completely bloody battle, but—"

The "but" silenced the tavern chatter for a moment, and everyone waited for him to say the next sentence.

"But not a single one has died on the high platform of the Scorching Land!" the drinker shouted.

Everyone took a breath of cold air.

"Impossible! I also went to Iron Sand City today to do business, and the people in the city are talking about the news of the heavy losses of the Blackwater Clan, and they have all hung black flags in front of their stone castles, obviously mourning, but you say that they didn't die a single person?"

"Hey, prick up your ears to hear what I'm saying," the drinker said, waving his finger, "I'm saying that no one died on the dueling table!"

"I can testify to that," someone soon shouted, "and I was there at the time!"

"That's right, although I didn't make it to the second round of the Holy Duel, I didn't miss the one the day before yesterday, and it could even be called a ...... It's unbelievable to be able to do this!" The other chimed in.

"What the hell does that mean?"

"Tell us more about it. ”

"Maid, add three more glasses to him!"

"Actually, it's easy to understand that the black-haired goddess hasn't given the Blackwater clan a chance, but even if they have broken their hands or broken feet, they still want to bite off a piece of meat with their teeth. In this case, she can only make the other party have no ability to fight back-" The drinker paused deliberately, "The goddess used a long-handled knife to cut off their hands and feet, and then kicked them off the platform one by one!"

"If you have a broken hand or a leg, you can still hope to survive if you bandage it in time, but if you break both hands and feet, it is almost impossible to make it back to Iron Sand City, and the mere bleeding can kill them!, but can you blame the Osha clan?" he poured a large sip of wine and asked in a loud voice, "You say, can you?"

"Can't you...... None of them did this before, and this time they were forced to helpless. ”

"At least she didn't die on stage, which is enough to prove that the goddess has no murderous intent. ”

"That's right!"

"If you want me to say, Heishui simply deserves it, and he doesn't look at who the opponent is, and he thinks that this desperate appearance can scare Aosha!"

"Well said!"

"Boss, give everyone a glass of fire lanterns, and the money will be on my head!" someone looked to the second floor of the tavern.

Thuram, who had been leaning against the window on the second floor, clapped his hands, "No, this round is mine, everyone has it, Jing Aosha-"

"Respect for Aosha!"

A burst of cheers erupted from downstairs.

Thuram took a sip of the wine from his glass and exhaled a long breath.

In the last week, the number of patrons of the Skull Wine Glass has increased, and the once spacious first floor has become crowded, and there is only one thing to talk about: the Holy Duel.

In fact, not only the tavern, but the entire small oasis had become overcrowded, and everywhere he went, he could see the dead or half-dead from various clans asking for news of Ausha, something that would never have happened in the past.

Because an overpopulation can be a huge burden on the oasis managers, consuming the small amount of food in the granary, and at the same time attracting unscrupulous challengers. Following the watchdog's practice, the Little Oasis only accepts sandfolk who can bring benefits to the area - either merchants or samurai who want to come to the area.

Allowing the clans scattered in all corners of the Yinchuan Oasis to gather here like this was entirely due to the orders of the new master, Zhuoer Yinyue.

If he was just the same Thuram he used to do, his daily job would be to earn some gold dragons for the watchdogs, and save himself a sum of money by the way. But now that he was tied to the fate of the Osha clan, he was exhausted from letting his men control order in the small oasis.

Fortunately, the new owner also took this into account, and after the first duel, Drow left him in the oasis to concentrate on controlling the situation in the rear.

In order to ensure an adequate supply of food, Iron Axe not only brought a batch from the Bone Cutting Clan, but also took out the golden dragon to buy from two other small oases - the day after refusing, it was swept away by the Grey Keep army, and the territory was directly exchanged for a trade to a relatively well-fed Yinchuan tribe.

In fact, at this point, he couldn't understand what the Ausha gang was up to.

There is no point in making an unscathed group of tribes a challenger, and sparing the warriors of the Bone Slashing Clan and the Sandstorm Clan, so that they can regain their full strength after a short rest, even if they want to be the head of the clan!

The only thing that gave Thuram some comfort was that the few goddesses brought back by Drow Silvermoon were indeed extremely powerful, and each time they fought with four people, they defeated the three major clans in a row, and now there were only two left in front of them.

And tonight, just wait for new news from the Scorching Lands.

The result of Ausha's challenge to the Raging Waves.