On the same day, in the camp of the commander of Sig.

"So... Do you mean that the temperature in the Cold Mountains is not only decreasing every year, but also the appearance of extremely aggressive unknown monsters? ”

Sieg looked at Heather with a heavy face, and the latter nodded earnestly.

"Yes, my lord. Based on my personal experience in the snowy mountains for more than half a year, they did not lie. And the people of the snowy mountains hate liars. According to the Lady of Coco Lori, it was a terrifying monster with no eyes and only a large mouth on its head. They are not afraid of the cold and seem to enjoy the cold environment in particular. ”

Sieg pondered for a while, and then asked, "Help me ask the Holy Maiden, how many people are still in her clan?" Where are they located? ”

When Heather finished translating this passage, the saint did not answer, but looked at Sigurt in a daze, and asked in a broken lingua franca, "I... Can I believe you? ”

Sieg said with a serious expression: "You can only choose to believe me." And I will never break my word. ”

The Holy Maiden took a deep breath and said, "I will personally go to the camp and bring the people here. I choose to believe in Lord Silver Lion...."

After speaking, the holy woman bowed slightly to Sigurd.

"Roar~~~! Hula~! ”

A commotion rang out from outside the tent, and it seemed that the leader of the snow-capped mountain giant had woken up.

"It's really a tough physique..."

Sigur narrowed his eyes and got up and walked out of the tent.

In the camp, the awakened snow-capped giant wanted to break into the tent to find the holy woman, but the silver rider at the door did not allow him to enter. The two sides quarreled due to the language barrier, and they were about to start.

"Gollum!" (Iron Roar!) Be quiet! We're finding a place for our people! ）

The Holy Maiden also came out and stopped the giant with a loud voice.

"Ulalala!" (I don't believe in the Plains!) They are cunning and love to lie! When you bring back the people, he will break his promise! ）

"Doodoo doo" (our current situation does not allow for any more stops!) The monsters in the depths of the snowy mountains will take our babies away at night, they will kill our families, and they will eventually take over the entire snowy mountains! And we.... No other way. ）

After the saint finished speaking, her face was sad, and the giant also stopped roaring, and his arms hung down in front of him, and his heart seemed to be very depressed.

"Roar, roar, roar!" (You believe him?) ）

"Quack chirp" (yes, if it's Your Excellency the Silver Lion, I'm sure!) ）

The Giant Iron Roar was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his fist and aimed it at Sigur.

"Whoa" (I'm going to challenge him!) The Giants only worship the strong! ）

Sieg looked at Heather, or immediately translated.

"Oh? Challenge me? Interesting...."

Sigurt untied his cloak and walked over to Iron Roar in a leather armor.

"Your name is Iron Roar, aren't you? It's just you and me today, let me see the pride of your Snow Mountain Giant Clan! ”

Brother Xi's words don't need to be translated, and the giant on the other side has already understood what he means.

This is a moment of glory for a warrior, a one-on-one sacred duel!

Sigo didn't use a sword, and he didn't seem to intend to use magic. He moved his wrists, just trying to use his fists to fight the other man.

Heather looked at the people around him with some concern, trying to persuade them to persuade their adults to take their swords or put on their armor. But he found that whether it was the silver knight or the woman standing next to the duke, there was only one look in their eyes, and that was to believe! As if the silver lion never loses, he deserves to win.

Iron Roar saw that the other party's posture gradually boiled.

I think he is the leader of the Snow Mountain Giant Clan with a pair of fists!

The Snow Mountain Giant Clan has no tradition of passing on their father's business by blood or son, and their successive leaders have defeated countless competitors at the apex of the aisle! There are no other shortcuts!

I saw him pound his chest with his huge fist like a water tank, and his deep voice roared.

The iron roar that stood up straight was nearly four meters tall! And his broad shoulders and bucket-thick little arms are intimidating!

Sigger's original height of 1.85 meters was like a little chicken in front of him.

There is no doubt that the Snow Mountain Giant Clan is a race that advocates offense!

I saw Iron Roar slam his fists on the ground, splashing a cloud of snow mist, as if to obscure the other party's vision. With a bow of his body, his whole body crashed into Sigur like a meteor!

He didn't underestimate the human in front of him, who was many times shorter than himself!

The huge fist roared with a terrifying wind, and although Sieg slightly sideways dodged the opponent's punch to the head, the fist still tore several cracks in the leather armor on his body!

I saw that the silver lion's steps were light and agile, and he only turned his body slightly, and he had already come to the side of the iron roar.

But although this snow-capped mountain giant is tall and large, his movements are not clumsy at all. As soon as he realized that he had missed, he leaned to the right, raised his left foot, rolled up a pile of snow again, and kicked at Sigur.

A burst of wind came from the sound of "whew", and the iron roar was terrifying! After the snow fell, there was no sign of Sig.

And just when the giant wondered, he felt something strange on the top of his head.

That's right, the silver lion was standing upside down with one hand on top of the opponent's head at the moment.

"Whew! The silver lion will win~~~! ”

The surrounding Silver Rider guards couldn't help but applaud their duke, and Rebecca's eyes also flashed with brilliance and love.

His man is a near-perfect existence in his eyes! Yes, he is the invincible Duke of the Silver Lion, whether it is on the battlefield or in a one-on-one duel, no one can shake him! Even if the other party is a giant of nearly four meters, it is no exception!

Iron Roar gritted his teeth and clapped his hands high in the middle, trying to grab Sieg in his hands. But when his hands were waved above his head, he could only grab his own hands.

Sigurt dodged his grasp with a light jump, and the figure of the Duke of the Silver Lion landed lightly behind the giant.

"Bang bang!"

A few heavy blows came, and Sieg swung his fist and hit several punches in a row under the opponent's left and right ribs!

Iron Roar twisted and threw another punch back, but Sigurt just bowed his head slightly to avoid the sweep, followed by a backward somersault to open the distance, and just stood in the open space raised by the wind and snow.

The giant touched his own ribs with a faint ache. But his steely muscles were his best armor, and Sigurd's punches, though they hit him in the underbelly, did only a limited amount of damage.

The silver lion looked at his fist with some surprise, and muttered softly, "It's really a strong defense.... It seems that against you, I don't need to keep my hands. ”

Iron Roar roared angrily and rushed over again. It's just that this time he pressed his huge body even lower!

He stretched out his right arm and swept towards Sieg against the ground! The thick, long arm blocked almost all of the latter's escape routes, and the silver lion seemed to be able to leap upwards or meet his own blow.

But Iron Roar didn't think the other party would choose the latter. But the moment he threw his fist, he was surprised to find that this short plainman really chose the latter!? He chose to take this trick with himself!

This time, Sig is not retreating, but advancing! His left arm was erected in front of him, his right arm stretched forward into a fist, and the knuckles of his index and middle fingers protruded slightly forward, like a cavalryman holding a spear in his hand, and the thrust slammed into the joints of Iron Roar's huge arm!

After all, no matter how strong a person's body is, the joints cannot be exercised.

Sure enough, at the moment when Sig stabbed his right fist like a cavalry spear into the opponent's arm, there was a crisp "click" sound from Iron Roar's arm, and his right arm showed a strange arc. It seems that Sieg's blow directly dislocated his arm.

But even with the dislocation, Iron Roar still only gritted his teeth and didn't let out a snort of pain.

With the inertia of his body rushing forward, he threw the dislocated arm forward, still smashing on Siggy's body.

After discovering the opponent's intentions, Sieg raised his arms in front of him and took the opponent's blow hard.

"Bang!"

The blistering speed combined with the impact of the heavy body still sent Sieg into the air like a home run baseball.

The Silver Riders let out an exclamation in unison, but only Rebecca's eyes still sparkled with victory! She knows that a real man is not afraid of any setbacks, but what he fears is the courage and confidence that he does not dare to face setbacks! But it is clear that his own man does not lack this quality, or rather, he is the spokesman of courage!

Sig's body flew high into the air, and he adjusted his balance in the air, and a backflip landed firmly on the ground in the distance.

Iron Roar dragged his dislocated right arm, still running forward. He didn't seem to feel any pain at all.

Sieg frowned slightly, a little surprised by the snowy mountain giant.

I didn't expect the other party's resilience to be so strong! It seems that if you don't use some ruthlessness, you won't be able to subdue the other party.

Thinking of this, he lowered his center of gravity slightly and raised his hands flat. A faint white light rose from his palms and soon covered his arms.

The Silver Riders erupted in exclamation once more.

"There it is! That's the Duke's protective light! ”