Chapter 197 Mars is still bright tonight
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Qing Mo Da Xian
It's not that Hagrid, who lost three points in a row, has no choice, but has always been concerned about his own strength.
If he used a little more force, the wooden sword, which was no thicker than a little finger, would definitely break.
But he won't do that.
Vincent saw this and quickly scored another three points.
Six to zero, there is no suspense anymore.
This is a fair matchup.
One side has an advantage in size, and the other side takes advantage of the opponent's exposed weaknesses.
After Hagrid was tapped twice on the thigh, he suddenly remembered the conditions he had to agree to after losing.
Although Vincent didn't say it clearly, he would definitely not take sides with Aragog.
"Roar——" The roar caused the horsemen around to shake their heads.
"Boss, is this the giant's magical roar?"
Margaret, who was in a milder condition, never took his eyes off Vincent.
"That's right, this is a magical shock that deters the enemy."
All magic aimed at the soul level has no effect on Vincent.
Apart from feeling a little ringing in his ears, he didn't feel any other discomfort at all.
He raised his hands high, and lowered the wooden sword he was holding.
The overconfident Hagrid quickly raised his hand.
Hit the wrist, nine points.
Just one point away.
Hagrid snapped off the wooden sword, holding one in each hand.
Every time he swung, he took a strong step forward.
Vincent didn't approach rashly.
This is offense as defense.
Every time Padfoot tramples on the grassland, the anger value of the horse people will increase a little.
If things go on like this, the relationship between the two sides will definitely continue to deteriorate.
Vincent, who didn't move any further, held the wooden sword in one hand and made a throwing motion.
Hagrid didn't stand still, but happily smashed down a pair of big hands.
As long as the wooden sword is knocked out, the last point will never be obtained.
Vincent threw it as he wished.
With a "click", the wooden sword flew into the distance.
Losing the wooden sword, the situation seems to be reversed.
"Danger!"
Vincent knew what Hagrid would do without Bane reminding him.
He did it on purpose, throwing away the wooden sword on purpose.
Clamping it firmly with both hands, and then turning it slightly to the side, the not-so-hard half of the wooden sword was broken into two halves.
Slightly short in length and thick enough to hold with two hands.
Hagrid saw him running towards him, and quickly turned his large hands across.
If you block it, you still have a chance.
However, Vincent suddenly squatted down and slid forward with the power of the forward rush.
The tenth point is in the calf position.
Ten to two.
Hagrid dropped the two wooden swords and looked over nervously.
"I am fine."
He saw Vincent stand up, and suddenly grinned.
"I should have done it in the first place."
"Then I'll find another way."
It can be broken in half, and the complete one will be simpler.
Margaret walked in front of the two, "This is a very exciting duel."
Hagrid nodded seriously, "As long as it doesn't hurt Aragog and the others, I can agree."
Vincent caught the school robe thrown by Bane, took out his wand from it, "Clean up——
I didn't want to hurt them either, I just wanted to introduce some small animals into it. "
Spiders have many natural enemies.
Toads, lizards, centipedes, bees, birds and more.
It may not be able to deal with adult giant acromantia, but it is more than enough to deal with palm-sized ones.
Hagrid found it hard to accept just imagining it.
Anyway, it's a life...
"Please." Margaret raised her hand.
All the horsemen set up their bows and arrows.
"Okay, okay, I promise it's okay."
After solving the acromantula issue, Vincent was finally able to take a good stroll.
Bane and Ronan acted as guides, followed by a number of real ponies who joined in the fun.
"Can you hunt?"
"No, our bows and arrows will only be aimed at the enemy."
"Then what do you eat?"
"Fruit of the forest."
"Can you eat enough?"
"We'll also grow potatoes."
Even if you come to the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts, you still can't escape the traditional staple food of Daying.
Mashed potatoes, fried potatoes, baked potatoes...
Vincent turned to look at Ronan on the other side.
The centaur, who reacted the most violently at the beginning, is actually kind now.
"May I ask, what changed your opinion of me?"
Ronan raised his right arm and patted "This!"
Well, the same type as Hagrid.
After a lap, Vincent found that the tribe of the centaur was extremely primitive.
Living in the forest, simplicity has advantages of simplicity.
In the final analysis, it was the fault of the giant spider, which made them move in a year or so.
Vincent turned around and stopped, "Bain, can I borrow something more?"
"can."
Under the amazed eyes of the ponies, sections of branches turned into cards with exquisite shapes.
"This is Gwent, a strategy game I designed myself."
After two rounds, Bane and Ronan both fell in love with it.
Vincent gave a whole set of nearly [-] cards to the group of ponies, "I'll bring you a few more sets tomorrow."
"Thank you uncle!"
Hearing this name, the muscles on his face twitched wildly.
Adding up the two lifetimes, it is indeed the age of being an uncle.
"Don't be joking, apologize quickly!" Bain just got serious, when the ponies scattered with their Gwent cards.
Ronan shook his head with a smile, "Normally they wouldn't be so naughty, maybe they saw you as a human being."
"Understood." Vincent looked at Hagrid who was surrounded by them in the distance, "Can I come here often?"
"Yes, but with the consent of the leader."
He was actually quite curious about the horse people.
This species with a danger level of XXXX was not produced by hybridization, but was born from nature just like murlocs and giants.
If you tell Rove and Cedric what happened today, they will definitely be so envious.
After a not-so-rich, but extremely distinctive dinner, Margery demonstrated astrology to Vincent on the open-air grassland.
"Burning sage and mallow can further interpret the results of stargazing."
He took a deep breath of the enchanting mixed smoke, then looked up at the stars in the sky.
"Mars is still bright tonight—"
Very general, very vague sentence.
Hagrid leaned closer to Vincent's ear, "There's no straightforward answer from them.
They always look up at the stars, which is annoying. "
"Er - Hagrid -"
He didn't notice the gazes of the surrounding centaur at all, "They are not interested in anything except the things around the moon."
"Rubus Hagrid—"
Margery raised her hand lightly, "Please."
With Vincent present, the horsemen really wouldn't be violent.
Unless you can't help it.
Baine and Ronan were left and right, followed by four centaur.
Seeing this scene, Hagrid stood up obediently immediately.
Before he left, he rolled his eyes at Margaret resentfully.
……
……
If he used a little more force, the wooden sword, which was no thicker than a little finger, would definitely break.
But he won't do that.
Vincent saw this and quickly scored another three points.
Six to zero, there is no suspense anymore.
This is a fair matchup.
One side has an advantage in size, and the other side takes advantage of the opponent's exposed weaknesses.
After Hagrid was tapped twice on the thigh, he suddenly remembered the conditions he had to agree to after losing.
Although Vincent didn't say it clearly, he would definitely not take sides with Aragog.
"Roar——" The roar caused the horsemen around to shake their heads.
"Boss, is this the giant's magical roar?"
Margaret, who was in a milder condition, never took his eyes off Vincent.
"That's right, this is a magical shock that deters the enemy."
All magic aimed at the soul level has no effect on Vincent.
Apart from feeling a little ringing in his ears, he didn't feel any other discomfort at all.
He raised his hands high, and lowered the wooden sword he was holding.
The overconfident Hagrid quickly raised his hand.
Hit the wrist, nine points.
Just one point away.
Hagrid snapped off the wooden sword, holding one in each hand.
Every time he swung, he took a strong step forward.
Vincent didn't approach rashly.
This is offense as defense.
Every time Padfoot tramples on the grassland, the anger value of the horse people will increase a little.
If things go on like this, the relationship between the two sides will definitely continue to deteriorate.
Vincent, who didn't move any further, held the wooden sword in one hand and made a throwing motion.
Hagrid didn't stand still, but happily smashed down a pair of big hands.
As long as the wooden sword is knocked out, the last point will never be obtained.
Vincent threw it as he wished.
With a "click", the wooden sword flew into the distance.
Losing the wooden sword, the situation seems to be reversed.
"Danger!"
Vincent knew what Hagrid would do without Bane reminding him.
He did it on purpose, throwing away the wooden sword on purpose.
Clamping it firmly with both hands, and then turning it slightly to the side, the not-so-hard half of the wooden sword was broken into two halves.
Slightly short in length and thick enough to hold with two hands.
Hagrid saw him running towards him, and quickly turned his large hands across.
If you block it, you still have a chance.
However, Vincent suddenly squatted down and slid forward with the power of the forward rush.
The tenth point is in the calf position.
Ten to two.
Hagrid dropped the two wooden swords and looked over nervously.
"I am fine."
He saw Vincent stand up, and suddenly grinned.
"I should have done it in the first place."
"Then I'll find another way."
It can be broken in half, and the complete one will be simpler.
Margaret walked in front of the two, "This is a very exciting duel."
Hagrid nodded seriously, "As long as it doesn't hurt Aragog and the others, I can agree."
Vincent caught the school robe thrown by Bane, took out his wand from it, "Clean up——
I didn't want to hurt them either, I just wanted to introduce some small animals into it. "
Spiders have many natural enemies.
Toads, lizards, centipedes, bees, birds and more.
It may not be able to deal with adult giant acromantia, but it is more than enough to deal with palm-sized ones.
Hagrid found it hard to accept just imagining it.
Anyway, it's a life...
"Please." Margaret raised her hand.
All the horsemen set up their bows and arrows.
"Okay, okay, I promise it's okay."
After solving the acromantula issue, Vincent was finally able to take a good stroll.
Bane and Ronan acted as guides, followed by a number of real ponies who joined in the fun.
"Can you hunt?"
"No, our bows and arrows will only be aimed at the enemy."
"Then what do you eat?"
"Fruit of the forest."
"Can you eat enough?"
"We'll also grow potatoes."
Even if you come to the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts, you still can't escape the traditional staple food of Daying.
Mashed potatoes, fried potatoes, baked potatoes...
Vincent turned to look at Ronan on the other side.
The centaur, who reacted the most violently at the beginning, is actually kind now.
"May I ask, what changed your opinion of me?"
Ronan raised his right arm and patted "This!"
Well, the same type as Hagrid.
After a lap, Vincent found that the tribe of the centaur was extremely primitive.
Living in the forest, simplicity has advantages of simplicity.
In the final analysis, it was the fault of the giant spider, which made them move in a year or so.
Vincent turned around and stopped, "Bain, can I borrow something more?"
"can."
Under the amazed eyes of the ponies, sections of branches turned into cards with exquisite shapes.
"This is Gwent, a strategy game I designed myself."
After two rounds, Bane and Ronan both fell in love with it.
Vincent gave a whole set of nearly [-] cards to the group of ponies, "I'll bring you a few more sets tomorrow."
"Thank you uncle!"
Hearing this name, the muscles on his face twitched wildly.
Adding up the two lifetimes, it is indeed the age of being an uncle.
"Don't be joking, apologize quickly!" Bain just got serious, when the ponies scattered with their Gwent cards.
Ronan shook his head with a smile, "Normally they wouldn't be so naughty, maybe they saw you as a human being."
"Understood." Vincent looked at Hagrid who was surrounded by them in the distance, "Can I come here often?"
"Yes, but with the consent of the leader."
He was actually quite curious about the horse people.
This species with a danger level of XXXX was not produced by hybridization, but was born from nature just like murlocs and giants.
If you tell Rove and Cedric what happened today, they will definitely be so envious.
After a not-so-rich, but extremely distinctive dinner, Margery demonstrated astrology to Vincent on the open-air grassland.
"Burning sage and mallow can further interpret the results of stargazing."
He took a deep breath of the enchanting mixed smoke, then looked up at the stars in the sky.
"Mars is still bright tonight—"
Very general, very vague sentence.
Hagrid leaned closer to Vincent's ear, "There's no straightforward answer from them.
They always look up at the stars, which is annoying. "
"Er - Hagrid -"
He didn't notice the gazes of the surrounding centaur at all, "They are not interested in anything except the things around the moon."
"Rubus Hagrid—"
Margery raised her hand lightly, "Please."
With Vincent present, the horsemen really wouldn't be violent.
Unless you can't help it.
Baine and Ronan were left and right, followed by four centaur.
Seeing this scene, Hagrid stood up obediently immediately.
Before he left, he rolled his eyes at Margaret resentfully.
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