"How is Mo's situation?"
"Still, still alive, but the situation is very dangerous."
"...Really? Then send him back to the clan first. You don't have to participate in the rest of the battle."
"How, how is it possible? We will not leave, Surtu!"
The sudden argument suddenly appeared after a moment of silence, and was accompanied by the figures of several tribal warriors quarreling with each other in the Sioux camp who had gathered together. They looked a little excited, and then there were more.
He was pulled away from Surtu, who had tied his headband, and was stopped by more tribesmen to the rear area by the river: "Calm down! You disgraceful warriors! Now you are in front of the enemy!"
"Of course we know we are in front of the enemy! We have to go up and kill them!"
"Yes! That's right! We're going to kill them! We're going to avenge Namo!"
"Avenge Namo! And the soldiers who also died at their hands!"
"Shut up, everyone!"
The loud shout then covered up all the sounds, and at the same time, Surtu's angry look appeared in the center of the camp. Standing by the river with his hair and beard bald, he would also suddenly feel the excitement rising in his body.
The frenzied atmosphere was gradually suppressed, and also suppressed was the sight full of coercion and anger: "Revenge? Are you overwhelmed by the blood? Or did you drink too much milk wine in the morning?"
"You are just sending yourself to death!" He pointed at the Nashi tribe opposite who were laughing lowly and shouted in a low voice: "You are just ruining our tribe's chance to win the duel!"
"Yes, but -"
"Even Namo was defeated with one blow. Who else among you do you think has any chance to win after taking the field?" The voice interrupted the other party seriously, but Surtu's equally serious expression gradually disappeared.
When it comes to the action of lowering the head: "If you don't have enough courage and insist on going up to die, you can no longer be called reckless, but stupid!"
"I had guessed that that person would be defeated, but I didn't expect that he would be defeated so completely."
As if in response to what Surtu was saying, Duan Qing's deep voice then sounded among the depressed tribal warriors: "With such a huge gap in strength, it's no wonder that Surtu is so anxious.
."
"If everyone on the other side can kill everyone with a single charge, then there really is no hope." Gedman on the side then echoed in a low voice: "Can we declare surrender?"
"It is impossible to surrender, and it is impossible to look at Surtu's appearance." The line of sight at the bottom of the river shifted slightly, and Duan Qing's gaze seemed motionless as Surtu gradually appeared in front of him.
He paused for a moment on the back of the first warrior of the Sioux tribe: "He should have anticipated the defeat and thought of corresponding countermeasures."
"What cannot be confirmed now is whether the results of the battle just now will have an impact on his original countermeasures."
Following his words and sight, several players gathered around also cast their eyes on the leader of the Sioux camp. Facing the riverside, he stopped talking and then lowered his hands like this.
Standing still, without any movement for a long time, the provocative voice from the Nashi tribe first appeared in front of him: "I'm glad to see you admit defeat so readily, Surtu."
"I hope your compatriots from that tribe are fine." Shituo bowed forward slightly with his hands clasped together, and with a heavy and solemn look on his face, the corners of Shituo's mouth dropped slowly and then slowly raised: "I also hope
You still have enough courage to continue the duel ceremony, the number one warrior of the Sioux tribe."
"Who was that warrior just now?" Ignoring the teasing meaning in the other party's words, he walked to the front of the river again. His eyes under Surtu's hairband were also constantly searching: "He is very powerful.
It is so powerful that it may require the strongest warriors from our tribe to have a chance to defeat it."
"Competing strength has never been the specialty of our tribe." He let out a deliberate low laugh, and then Shituo's equally long and thin arm gestured behind him: "I won't win for those who rely on God's favor to win.
I have introduced them to you one by one. Anyway, after the ceremony is over, you will have a chance to have a good communication."
"It's just a win. Do you think you've already won?"
"I have already said that you have no chance."
The air currents stirred up by the strong wind above the Barrow River passed by Duan Qing's ears one after another, and at the same time, the sound of the two people's confrontation again was faintly transmitted further away from where he was: "Whether it's the next scene, or the next one."
In one battle, you will only kneel in front of the warriors of our tribe."
"Hmph, arrogant!"
"Whether you are arrogant or not is not determined by words, but by actions."
After waving behind him, Shituo called another Nashi warrior, who was short in stature but looked extremely strong, behind him: "Okay, who is your next duelist?"
"Are you going to end up personally?"
Looking at Surtu's face on the other side of the river with a joking look, the taller warrior spoke provocatively in a low voice. The tribe's first warrior, who was surrounded by everyone and became the center of attention again, then lowered his head and turned around.
He passed and walked towards the rear of the Sioux camp on his side: "...Li Geer, you go."
"I've been waiting for a long time!"
After twisting his fist, Li Geer, who was standing not far from Duan Qing, moved his shirtless upper body over everyone's shoulders: "Don't worry, Surtu, I will bring victory to the tribe."
"I hope so." The words on his lips didn't come out for a long time. Surtu finally changed the words he originally planned to say into a blessing: "For the glory of the Sioux people."
"For the glory of the Sioux!"
Different from Surtu's low voice at this time, the same announcement from Li Geer now echoed in the blue sky like the strong wind passing over everyone's heads. The Ba that originally flowed quietly in front of everyone
The water of the Luo River then became agitated again at the sudden rush of the burly man, and instantly split open to both sides like a surging river. An inexplicable light flashed in his eyes, and he was sent out by Shi Tuo
The little warrior then raised his hand without haste. The cold light that flashed between his fingers also carried a vague killing intent, and Li Geer waved a heavy punch in front of him.
The ground collided with each other: "It turns out he is also a stupid big man."
"You underestimate my fighting?"
The sound of cutting through the air then replaced the sound of tearing flesh and blood that should have been heard, and Li Geer's ear-piercing roar, which had avoided the sneak attack of the cold light, was heard in everyone's ears: "A clumsy sneak attack! You will definitely do it."
regrettable!"
"If the duel is really about who is stronger, then I have no chance to compete." Taking advantage of the strong wind from Li Geer's punch, he floated away to the distance by the river. The little warrior who looked as light as a feather led the
The low-laughing voice also turned into a blur of light: "What I'm good at is different from your so-called fighting skills, silly big man."
"Then come!" Waving his fists and continuing to approach, Li Geer's roar was immediately buried in a large amount of water splashing: "Even if you are a antelope on the grassland, I am very good at it."
It’s captured!”
"what do you think?"
Looking at the two fiercely fighting figures still jumping back and forth in the splashing water, Gedman standing aside couldn't help but asked his worries: "Now we are behind zero to one, if we lose this game again."
if--"
"Don't be affected by off-field factors before and after the game. Considering those things will only affect your judgment." He interrupted the other party in a low voice, and Xueling Huanbing, who was standing on the other side, said this instead.
: "And looking at Li Geer's posture, he is probably not affected by the pressure of falling behind."
"Then let's judge based on the battle situation in front of us." He let out two low laughs, and shook his one-armed Chao Ri Dongsheng with his eyes fixed on the churning water waves ahead: "In terms of strength, he is obviously the player on our side.
He has an advantage, and the same goes for his skills. Look at that little guy, he doesn't seem to dare to compete head-on with our Li Geer."
"Are you a thief player who likes to rely on sneak attacks and fights to win? Or a player in the second half who wants to waste his energy and bet victory on the long term?" Gedman also carefully observed the situation in front of him: "
Looking at it from the perspective of us players, there are probably only one or two ways for thieves to defeat warriors, and the rest are—"
"There is another way."
The sudden voice of analysis then sounded in the corner of the team, accompanied by the sight of countless tinkling sounds suddenly rising in the center of the river. The little warrior waved the cold light in his hand at a ghostly speed and then
Amid the sudden cheers from the Nashi clan behind him and Mengzhu's low-pitched analysis, he pressed forward and unleashed a large area of brilliant sword light denser than water splashes: "That is to kill the warrior in an instant with an instant burst."
"How is it possible? This is not a real duel between players." Staring at Li Geer's body constantly blocking and dodging among the brilliant sword lights, Goldman hesitated and expressed his judgment: "This
It’s impossible for several characters who are comparable to the OSS level to lose their health and defense in a matter of seconds, right?”
"I would like to say that Li Geer really didn't use his full strength when fighting you." Pointing to Li Geer, who was flashing and moving rapidly in front of him, and the agile figure passing by in an instant, Chao Ri Dongsheng unconsciously vomited to the side.
A mouthful of spit: "NPC will indeed use different hands according to different situations, so if you face the enemy in front of you, it is possible to strike hard."
"From the perspective of plot killing, there is a possibility of being hit hard." Duan Qing, who pursed his lips and pointed forward, also made his own evaluation: "But -"
"In the explosive battle mode, once the enemy cannot be stopped, the situation will be even more disadvantageous for you."
Clang.
The crisp sound of metal vibration also appeared after Duan Qing's words. It was the sound made when Li Geer suddenly swung a punch after dodging and passed by the sword light that had just left the tip of his nose.
, the blow should have missed without any impact, but the cold light that suddenly appeared on the surface of the fist broke away from its original trajectory and flew far away into the distance of the river. The instantaneous change followed.
It attracted the attention of countless spectators who were shouting. The original cheers and cheers also came to an abrupt end with the appearance of the decisive scene. The little soldier who seemed to be a little dazed because his weapon had been released,
Then Li Geer's huge body suddenly appeared next to him, and a pair of palms like cattail leaf fans appeared in front of his bare upper body stained with knife marks and blood: "I've got you."
"Hey."
Letting out an inexplicable low laugh, the small warrior of the Nashi tribe wormed his way out of the control of the big palms like a loach. Li Geer, who had long expected it, also had a look of ferocity on his face.
The grabbing posture also followed the spinning figure of the little man like a shadow: "The antelope also has a pair of sharp horns, but now you don't even have any horns."
"A sheep without its horns has no right to resist."
boom!
The water splashed up by the big strides of the feet was thrown up on both sides of the river during the 180-degree turn. The palms that suddenly stretched out also grabbed the opponent's tail at the last moment before the prey was about to escape. It belonged to Libar.
The loud shout then flew high into the sky as he stood upright, and finally fell into the clear and transparent river with a heavy jump and a standard slap: "Ha!"
"The outcome has been decided."
In the background where the bustling Nashi camp once again fell silent, Surtu's relieved voice then rose above the sound of splashing water: "We have won this battle."
"It's so beautiful!" Looking at the livid face of Shitou opposite, Asahi Dongsheng, who was waving his one arm, raised his hands excitedly and said in encouragement: "Perfect beating! There is no more perfect finishing move than this!"
"Look, there are still plot killings among NPCs." Mengzhu on the side also twisted his nose with some disdain: "As long as the explosion is appropriate, it is still possible for a second person to do it."
"Isn't what you just said a way for the thieves to win?" He said this with a wry smile, but Duan Qing's voice had a bit of a sigh: "But no matter what, if you can win, you will win."
Not bad.”
"I always feel a little uneasy." Amidst the sight of Li Geer raising his arms and shouting excitedly in front of him, and the cheers gradually rising from the Sioux tribe members around him, Xue Ling Huan Bing said
Expressing his own worries: "If that guy is really a thief——"
"If he wants to make a sneak attack, isn't this the best opportunity right now?"
Swish.
The little body that was already floating on the river like a floating corpse suddenly disappeared, and the next moment it appeared behind Li Geer just as Xue Ling Huan Bing said, and the body stretched in the air was then twisted into a
A perfect piece of hemp rope kicked Li Geer hard and clean on the side of his neck.
This chapter has been completed!