The hero I support will definitely defeat the devil

Bullitt said as he had his men clear an area of the training ground.

About a quarter of an hour later, Blake came back with a group of members.

Lisha didn't even look at her opponent.

When Meililu saw those adventurers, her brows couldn't help but frown slightly.

According to her perception, these adventurers are all at the peak of the Silver Rank, and have accumulated strength for many years.

Since there is no hope of promotion, in order to continue to improve your strength, you can only constantly improve your martial arts or spells.

These adventurers may not be able to reach a higher level, but they are basically proficient in three or four martial arts and more than ten kinds of spells, and there are even professionals who have master-level martial arts. Their strength can be said to be elite among the same level, and ordinary silver-level can't defeat them at all.

When these orc adventurers learned that they came here as opponents of the Takla ritual, they all showed excitement, and their warlike nature made them eager to try.

However, when they found out that Lisha was the one who started the Takla ritual, they all looked disappointed.

Chapter 171: The Takla Ceremony Begins

"This little girl is our opponent?"

The expression on the face of the tall orc in the lead was one of undisguised disappointment.

When he heard what Blake said before, he thought that some powerful person was coming to mess things up, but it turned out to be a little human girl.

The tall orc looked at his arms which were thicker than the girl's waist, and felt that if he was not careful, he might seriously injure the girl.

"My name is Lisha, and I'm currently the captain of Angelina."

Lisha glanced at the tall orc and strolled over to the ring.

This arena is twenty meters long and wide, which is more than enough for a battle.

The entire ring is made of solid white rock mixed with a special adhesive, making it extremely difficult to destroy.

Even a full-strength attack from a Silver Rank could only leave a few pits and bumps on it.

"Captain, this is why you asked us to come here."

A cat-man girl next to the tall orc stared at Lisha with cold eyes.

The other orcs also became restless.

Angela is the youngest daughter of the high priest and the younger sister of Britt, the leader of the Fist of Rage. In the minds of many orcs, Angela is much more noble than the princesses of the human kingdom. Not to mention that Angela is approachable, optimistic and cheerful, often gets along well with everyone, and is everyone's happy fruit.

The members of the group all believed that if the high priest allowed the little princess to leave home one day, she would definitely join the Fist of Rage given her personality. After all, they were one of the two most famous adventuring groups among the orcs.

Unexpectedly, Angela joined an unknown adventure team.

How could this not make them feel shocked and angry?

“Lisha, even now, you can still leave without participating in the Takla ritual, and no one will attack you.”

Bullitt stood beside the ring, seemingly intending to serve as referee.

"But Angelina wants to stay."

“Brother! Dad told me that I could join Lisha’s adventuring team, why are you doing this?!”

Angela glared at her eldest brother angrily.

"My father has his ideas, and I have mine."

Britt didn't know what his father was thinking, but given Angela's identity, it was too dangerous for her to wander around outside like this.

The reason why I was not worried before was that although Angela was in the White Tower, she was actually under the protection of two gold-level adventurers. They were war nuns of the Church of Destruction, and they were twins. When they joined forces, they could temporarily resist even gem-level adventurers.

This is also the reason why Angela and Lisha's team happened to meet Manus when they left the White Tower. Their whereabouts had already been known.

But now the two war sisters have been summoned back, and now Angela has no protection at all. This makes Britt very uneasy, and he is really worried that Angela will encounter some accident or conspiracy.

This is not groundless worry, but the three brothers have encountered many accidents and conspiracies over the years. After all, their identities are there, and there will always be some dark people targeting them.

And now that Angela has appeared, it is very likely that those scum in the shadows will shift their attention to her.

"I think you should know Angelina's identity."

"Well, I heard from Angelina."

Lisha nodded.

"So you have to understand that as the captain of Angelina, you will be exposed to many dangers that do not belong to you."

Bullitt calmly stated the facts.

“So it’s wise to give up now.”

“Those who take risks shouldn’t take risks, those who take risks must take risks.”

Lisha answered Britt with this common saying among adventurers.

"Then let's get started."

Seeing that Lisha was determined to do so, Britt stopped trying to dissuade her. He had already said everything he needed to say.

While the two were talking, more than ten orcs came in one after another. They were basically the captains of each adventure team in the adventure group. They all had impressive strength, and the weakest one had just entered the silver level.

But apart from Bullitt, who is at the gold level, there seems to be no other gold-level member among the Furious Fist members present.

But this is actually normal.

Because there is a huge watershed between the strength of adventurers at the silver level and the gold level. The same is true for the number of people.

If twenty to thirty people out of a hundred can be promoted to the regular level, then about ten out of a hundred regular level can be promoted to the hematite level, and five to six out of a hundred hematite level can be promoted to the steel level.

From the fine steel level to the silver level, only two or three are picked out of a thousand.

However, there is an awakening ceremony between the Silver Rank and the Gold Rank, which is like a natural chasm. This makes the number of people in the Gold Rank extremely rare. To say that one in a million is an exaggeration is too much.

This leads to a very strange phenomenon, that is, the majority of silver-level professionals are not those adventurers who have just entered the silver level, but those veteran adventurers who have been stuck at the silver level for many years and cannot make any progress.

That is to say, at the silver level, there are far more people at the peak silver level than those just entering the silver level.

Just like the current members of the Furious Fist, except for a few younger faces who may be only in their twenties, the rest of the members who look to be in their thirties, forties, or fifties are basically at the peak of the Silver Rank.

All of them have no hope of promotion, so they began to hone themselves at the peak of the Silver Rank, trying to make themselves stronger at this level as much as possible.

The opponents Lisha faced this time were basically all like this.

"I'll come first!"

The tall orc who spoke at the beginning leaped bravely onto the stage.

When he and Lisha stood together, the people below noticed the gap between them.

One was a petite girl of about 1.6 meters tall, and the other was a burly orc over 2.3 meters tall.

Even at the Silver level, size and strength were considered, and except for Lisha's teammates, no one else thought that Lisha had any chance of winning.

Especially when some people saw the rapier on Lisha's waist, they thought she was a swift swordsman with an agile style. Such a swordsman would probably lose her combat effectiveness if hit by a tall orc.

"Little girl, let me get you out of here."

The tall orc twisted his neck, making a creaking sound.

"But I won't show mercy."

The orcs attach great importance to the Takla ceremony, because it is the highest honor ceremony for the orcs, so no orc will release water during this ceremony.

Lisha looked up at the sky and stepped on the hard ground.

"Today the sun is shining, the wind is gentle, and the ground beneath my feet is very soothing."

"What do you want to say?"

The tall beastman didn’t understand what Lisha was trying to say.

Chapter 172: Draw the Sword? No Need

"I want to say that if the right time, right place and right people are not on your side, you will definitely lose."

Lisha said this with a cold expression, but she was extremely excited in her heart.

"Youze Youze!~ How do you think I performed?"

"Focus on the battle."

Youze reminded Lisha and signaled her not to be distracted.

Of course Lisha couldn't think of such words, these were taught to her by Yuze.

The main reason was that Lisha suddenly wanted to show off, so she begged Youze to teach her.

You Ze actually had no experience in this, so he just pieced together some things he had seen before and gave them to her.

I didn't expect it to seem to be quite effective.

The tall beastman seemed to be angered by Lisha’s words.

His face darkened.

"Little girl, don't blame me if you get beaten and can't get up."

All I can say is that this tall orc has a relatively gentle personality. If he were a more irritable one, he would have started cursing a long time ago.

After all, being looked down upon by weak humans is not something the powerful orcs can accept.

"can we start?"

Lisha turned her head and looked at Britt.

"let's start."

Bullitt raised his hand and waved it down, and the first duel officially began.

“Haha!!!~~~”

The tall orc came up straight away with a war roar.

This is a combat skill that most orcs know, which can intimidate opponents and boost their own courage.

However, Lisha remained completely indifferent.

To Lisha, who possessed the Will of Steel, the sudden howl of the tall beastman did not even scare her.

The tall orc transformed into a beast immediately after his battle roar, and his furry body ran towards Lisha, which was the most classic charge of a warrior.

If this hit actually happened, even a silver-level orc would be seriously injured, because although the tall orc said all kinds of contempt, in fact, he would go all out and kill with one move, without any ambiguity.

Facing the violent charge of the tall orc, Lisha did not seem to have any intention of dodging.

There was a hint of surprise on the faces of Bullitt and Blake.

Britt glanced at his sister and noticed that she seemed to be snickering.

Just as he was about to turn around and continue looking at the ring, a loud noise was heard.

"Boom!!!~~~"

With everyone except Lisha's team staring in amazement, the tall beastman was pushed directly into the ring by Lisha who jumped up.

A human-shaped hole appeared on the extremely solid white rock arena, and a tall orc was lying inside it.

He was motionless, apparently unconscious.

what happened?

Bullitt said, "I just turned my head and asked, how come the first duel is over?"

Blake's expression was solemn.

Although he had a feeling that Lisha was quite capable, he didn't expect it to be so exaggerated.

The tall orc was considered to be in the top tier in terms of strength in their adventure group, but in terms of power, few in the group could match him.

However, just now, Blake saw Lisha hold off the full-force charge of the tall orc with one hand, and even pushed him back into the ring.

Considering the hardness of the Baiyan Arena, the force required to press a person into it is simply terrifying.

"next."

Lisha moved her wrist. Even her arm was slightly impacted by the blows just now.

But while she was speaking, she had already recovered.