"--call."
The blowing of the strong wind became the only sound that appeared on the field after that. The scene that could be heard as if a needle dropped was later broken by a low sigh. The white-haired woman who was still wrapped in white aura then walked with light steps.
He landed next to the river and flicked away the traces of blood stained on his white dagger into the distance: "This should... call it the end."
"This...how...could..."
Amidst the noise and shock that suddenly rose on both sides of the river bank, Shitu's unbelievable voice finally turned into an explosive shout: "How is that possible! A mere weak adventurer——"
"Weak adventurer?"
In the scene of Shilong falling in the middle of the river along with the splattered blood, Xue Ling Huan Bing's eyes darkened seriously: "We have already reached this point, do you still think that I am a weak adventurer?
"
"The frog in the well!"
She waved her hand heavily, and the white shield on her arm drew a heavy arc on the riverside. Half of the water belonging to the Barrow River was subsequently stirred up by the air waves caused by her swing of the shield.
A large swath of waves rushed out towards the lower reaches of the river with a roar that was enough to cover all other sounds. I noticed an arrow mixed in these waves that was also blown away. Standing in the Sioux camp
Surtu on one side folded his arms and nodded secretly. He slowly moved forward with this burly body wearing a headband vaguely blocking the front of Xue Ling Huan Bing, and his line of sight gradually
Penetrating the large turbulent river that was slowly returning to normal in front of him: "Stop doing those little tricks, it has no effect on the real strong."
"You just honestly admit that you underestimated the enemy, and then admit defeat honestly." A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the raised corner of his mouth finally showed a bit of sarcasm: "Or you want to ignore the duel?
Rules, let’s have a showdown with our Sioux tribe here?”
"Guh... damn it!"
Shtuo, who clenched his fists tightly and tried his best to endure his anger, did not do anything out of the ordinary. He walked with heavier steps through the restless crowd who were talking about it, and once again came to the previous place.
In front of the old man I had talked with: "What on earth is going on? Why did it fail again?"
"..."
"You...could you..." Looking at the old man standing there who was still silent, Shituo's livid complexion became more serious: "Could it be that you didn't expect that there would be such a thing?"
Is this happening? Didn’t you expect such a situation to happen?”
"Destiny indeed did not reveal such a result." Finally he spoke in a low voice, and the old man with an unrecognizable face lowered his head deeper: "But after two consecutive similar situations, I have some idea of the reason.
Made some speculations.”
"Everything happens because of those adventurers."
He waved his hand, dancing back and forth twice as if he was secretly making some gesture in a certain direction, and then in the sight of an archer lurking in the Nashi clan disappearing secretly, he turned towards where Shtuo was.
The direction whispered: "The existence of those adventurers disrupted the established destiny and caused the thread of destiny to twist into a completely new shape."
"Didn't you just say that the established destiny will not be easily changed?" Shituo's words were full of uncontrollable anger: "We, the people of the Nashi tribe, have been following your predictions for this period of time.
Action, we even accepted this challenge that we should not have accepted! Now we have reached this point——"
"Don't be anxious yet, Lord Shituo." He interrupted the other party with a low voice. The old man in black clothes also slightly revealed his withered arms as he raised them: "Even so,
The torrent has not changed because of the appearance of these adventurers. As long as the battle continues, the final victory will still belong to us."
"You should understand what I'm talking about, right." The eyes hidden under the hood gradually revealed an obscure light, and there was an inexplicable smile in the old man's voice: "Try to attract their attention.
Attention, letting them indulge in this illusory battle is also a contribution you can make now."
"But I want to win!" Waving his fist at the opponent, Shi Tuo gritted his teeth and said: "The warriors of the Nashi tribe are not allowed to fail! I am not taking my tribe to participate in this ceremony just to be defeated by the enemy.
We came here defeated! We must avenge the defeat we suffered before!”
"Don't let two consecutive defeats go to your head." The old man shook his head slowly: "Even if it is a consecutive defeat, the score is only two against two. We have not fallen behind.
Downwind."
"...You're right, I shouldn't have been wallowing in the so-called fate." Biting his teeth, Shtuo's eyes turned forward and gradually became firmer: "I won't listen to your so-called destiny anymore.
The prophecies and instructions have been given, and I will use my own methods to achieve victory."
"Perhaps you don't have to follow fate's instructions, but you should follow my advice." Sighing deeply, the old man replied in a deep voice: "At least you should focus on those adventurers."
"If you don't deal with them, the threats you will face will become bigger and bigger."
Following his words and secretly peeking eyes, Ruoyouruowu's gaze began to shift from the commotion members of the Nashi tribe to Duan Qing and others on the other side of the river. He also did not continue to interact with those people.
The Sioux people were mixed together and they also gathered together at this time and started a new round of tactical discussions: "Okay, the other side should start to set us as the real target."
"After all, it was only after our adventurers started to play that the situation began to change. If they don't regard us as their real opponents, there must be something wrong with their minds."
"Then it's time for us to show our true abilities and perform well in the final decisive battle?"
"Come on, who do you think you are? You are really as powerful as our captain... Hey, Cao Cao is back."
In the gap that gradually appeared behind the separated Sioux group, the figure belonging to Xue Ling Huan Bing slowly appeared from the edge of the river. She was holding a one-handed sword and shield and then everyone wanted to cheer and celebrate but couldn't.
They didn't dare to walk forward and passed their sight in the passage. The steps back to the team became slower and slower: "I'm back."
"Winning beautifully." Her answer was Duan Qing's encouragement: "The final shock was also great, it successfully scared them all."
"It's just that the effect of the dragon's power hasn't disappeared yet, so I showed it off by the way." He gestured his shield towards the other party, and Xue Ling Huan Bing also showed a weak smile: "If they were a little later, it would be better.
If we launch such a sneak attack, I might really have to say goodbye to you."
"Let's take a rest first." Sensing that Xue Ling Huan Bing was crumbling at this time, Duan Qing hurriedly helped the other person sit down on the ground by the river slowly and calmly: "The battle with high mental intensity and concentration has a great impact on physical strength.
It does consume a lot of money, but it is indeed the most effective way to provide combat experience."
"That is the most suitable opponent." Glancing in the direction of the white sword in his hand, Xue Ling Huan Bing's eyes also showed a feeling of deep approval: "To be able to pass such a sword at such a moment
It’s a blessing for me to have an opponent come to me to train myself.”
"That's good if you think so." Looking in the direction of the commotion in the distance, Duan Qing replied in a low voice: "If there is a next time, you will definitely be able to defeat that enemy more easily than now."
"Sorry, I didn't preserve myself as I said before." He tilted his head, Xue Ling Huan Bing's slightly weak body also leaned against Duan Qing's body: "If anything else happens,
if……"
"Don't worry, we will take care of the rest." Stuffing another bottle of magic healing potion into the other person's arms, Duan Qing replied in a gentle voice: "If something unexpected happens that you are worried about.
, we will definitely be able to cope with it."
"Ahem, cough." He cleared his throat with some embarrassment, and then the voice belonging to Goldman also sounded in everyone's ears: "Then let us deal with the problem at hand first. After all, next time
This is a decisive match."
"Although I don't know what other tricks the other party will play, we don't have many candidates left." Still lying on the ground and being bandaged with serious injuries, the archer named Baibu Wushuang also had a serious look on his face.
: "Coupled with the fact that the opponent should have taken it seriously now, the difficulty of this last battle will obviously continue to rise."
"Isn't it just a final battle! Don't be under so much pressure." He patted his chest with a proud look on his face, and then stretched out his one arm to everyone: "If you are afraid of the last one,
If you don’t do well in the field, it’s okay to let me go and give it a try.”
"No, I don't want this great situation that I have worked so hard to achieve to be ruined so easily." Hitting his shield hard, Gedman then showed his own smile: "So no matter how we think about it, we
I should be the only one left who can play now, right?"
"Hey, have you forgotten my existence?" Pointing to his chest, Duan Qing suddenly put on a baffled expression: "I am also one of the candidates who can play. This is the last game.
Fighting, after all, it should be my turn to show off—"
"You? You'd better forget it." After looking up and down, the gray-robed magician was still wearing his broken arm. Gedman looked at Duan Qing's face with squinting eyes: "And didn't you just refuse to fight?
? He also said that he was a seriously injured person or something like that..."
"I am a magician. Injuries such as a broken arm actually do not have a great impact on my combat power." Duan Qing waved his intact left hand and then pointed to the Nashi camp on the other side of the river: "
And according to everything we have designed before, the more difficult enemies of the other side have been arranged by us in advance, and the remaining crooked ones, how can I deal with them?"
"That won't work. The risk for you to play is too high." He waved his hands in disbelief, and Gedman looked at the other party's face with squinting eyes: "Considering the insidious tricks or conspiracy the other party may use,
, no matter what, this battle should be handled by me, the shield warrior—"
"Stop arguing, you two."
The sudden words were then inserted into the quarrel between several people. Along with it, Mengzhu, who had almost never spoken, suddenly appeared on the side of everyone: "There is no point in continuing to argue."
"What, you want to go up too?" After looking at the opponent's appearance, Duan Qing also showed a teasing smile: "After seeing the two exciting battles just now, you also want to go up and show off your strength.
Edge?"
"I'm not that free." Mengzhu quickly turned his head, and then turned his voice towards the distant river: "I want to remind you that this final battle may have nothing to do with you.
.”
"……What?"
The still ongoing tactical discussion suddenly stopped for a second, and then erupted into screams as everyone stood up together, and the figure belonging to Surtu also passed over them and delivered.
With his gaze, he crossed the Sioux camp and gradually walked towards the river: "It seems that you and I have thought of getting together."
"That's right." He nodded his head, and Shto's tall body, who also walked out of the crowd, then appeared on the edge of the other side of the Barrow River: "Now that we have reached this point, I won't worry about whoever I let on.
So I might as well do it myself."
"Although I violated the promise I made to those adventurers before, I may have made another promise just now." Surtu nodded in the direction where Duan Qing and others were behind him, and turned around again.
There was also a serious expression on his face: "As long as we can fight to the final battle, I will naturally take action as you wish."
"Now is the time to deliver on that promise."
The headband made of white bandages was flying high on his forehead. Holding his hands, he then stepped into the river again: "This is a duel ceremony initiated by our Sioux tribe, and we don't
Fortunately, I always rely on the help of outsiders."
"I swear by the honor of the tribe, I will personally protect the future of the Sioux tribe."
He threw away his arms and declared to the opponent who was about to move in a fighting posture.
This chapter has been completed!