Bang!
A deafening sound of impact suddenly rose in the center of the high platform of this dilapidated ruins. The dust and scattered gravel had already appeared in this place for a long time. The figures belonging to Duan Qing and Duan Shanhe had also been there for a long time.
After an inexplicable conversation, they suddenly entered a battle state, dragging the tail lights and afterimages of each other's bodies torn back and forth between the raised gray dust: "Not bad speed, boy, this is
Did you use rales?"
"——Exactly."
"It's already great to be able to bring that set of footwork into this world as it is, but you actually improved it... I remember that this set of footwork originally didn't have so many sudden skills, it was to match your current one.
Fighting style?"
"I've been trying to change this style recently, because too much sharpness may not necessarily bring me a definite victory, but——"
Turning around to avoid an ice spike flying towards him, the young man's shabby undershirt made an increasingly fierce sound of breaking through the air, and the strong wind condensed on the edge of his right fist also followed his fully stretched out pad.
He suddenly jumped forward and collided head-on with the rock shield that had been condensed on Duan Qing's body for a long time: "If you don't take the initiative..."
"I'm afraid you won't pay attention to me."
The reinforced rock shield showed incredible tenacity, and the rough surface blocking the Duanshan River only shed dust in its unyielding performance. The young boxer, who had expected this result, later
Turning and lifting, the forward steps also followed the forward movement of the palm attached to the surface of the shield, and suddenly stepped on the sunken cracks: "Drink!"
"What a punch."
Duan Qing couldn't help but praise, and was carried far away by the green wind. He swung away the rock fragments that shattered and scattered in front of him: "Such a fast casting speed and enough to break through the advanced rock reinforced protection.
The power of the shield...the master of the Baji Sect in "Jiang Hu" will definitely be very pleased."
"An attack that has no actual effect is a useless attack to me." Duan Shanhe, who stood on the same spot, shook his head: "Please don't just avoid it, it's just a waste of time."
"I didn't keep dodging, I still fought back a few times." Another ice pick was sent to the opponent. Duan Qingyuan looked at the young man who easily dodged the ice pick and laughed: "No way,
Unless it’s high-level tracking magic and lightning magic, it would be impossible to hit you now——”
Duan Qing had no chance to say the next words, because the attack with the sound of breaking through the air had suddenly disappeared in front of him along with the appearance of Duan Shanhe. The boxers who staggered their steps followed a series of
The attack became much more ghostly at this time, and the endless fists looked more like they were made with three heads and six arms. An undetectable hazy light emitted from the whole body, and various magics were used to block the opponent's pursuit.
Qingyu struggled to hold on under this overwhelming offensive, and his feet, which had been blessed by magical power, then weaved and retreated through the gaps where the fists impacted each other, and finally stopped helplessly at the jagged edge of the ruins.
: "Such an oppressive continuous attack..."
"The Daluo Sound Palm doesn't have such a sharp way to use it."
For the first time since the start of the war, the arms of the two people came into contact with each other head-on. The surface of the arm that was hit by Duan Shanhe's palm also made a crisp sound like a copper wall. The gap between the shock and the shock was used to support the length of his body.
Qing followed closely, but his raised left hand stopped in mid-air, and his hesitant expression flashed for a moment under the banging air fluctuations: "——Bang."
"'You coward'."
Without mercy, he kicked the gray-robed magician in front of him off the edge of the high platform with one palm. Duan Shanhe, who had put away his posture, then once again showed his kind smile on the background of the blue sky: "This is
That is the first sentence that Your Excellency Yinzhu asked me to convey to you."
"Ahem, cough... I just don't want to damage the self-confidence of you young people. What's there to be proud of?" Then Duan Qing's hand appeared in the scattered smoke, and along with it, he
The voice that kept coughing became much trembling: "And as a magician, even with the enhanced magic bonus, a punch in close combat can't cause much damage..."
"Stop comforting yourself, isn't the opponent wearing no equipment and fighting you with bare hands?" Jian Beidong's teasing voice also sounded above his head, and he didn't know when he appeared on the edge of the ruins.
Crouching on the rocks with a casual look: "And do you think this young man's combat experience is not as rich as yours? They may have been waiting for you to throw your counterattack into the opponent's hands."
"--you shut up."
Angrily throwing away his arms, Duan Qing climbed out of the pit he had made with difficulty. He glared at Jian Beidong, who was still looking like he was watching the show, and glared at him.
Then he walked back in the direction where Duanshanhe was still waiting: "What else did that guy say?"
"He said that you can't get in, you can't get out, and you are more autistic than he is." The young boxer continued to repeat in a gentle voice: "If you continue like this, you will just repeat the same mistakes."
"...These are all incomprehensible remarks. Am I familiar with him?" A strange light flashed in his eyes. Duan Qing, who was still unforgiving in his mouth, jumped back to the other side of the high platform without any hesitation.
: "Did that guy teach you a lot of tricks?"
"There are no tricks, just some techniques for dealing with different players and opponents." Duan Shanhe, who had his hands behind his back, answered in a calm and gentle manner: "It's more like we are preparing for the game than experience.
Special coping strategies and techniques for times of crisis.”
"...Hmph." Then Duan Qing also snorted: "I see, but I am a noble magician now, and those things are useless to me now."
"I know a little bit about this, including the previous conversation between you and your captain. I also heard a little bit about it." Duan Shanhe put his hands behind his hands and said with a smile: "If possible, I also hope to be here.
Learn from it."
"Then I'll let you learn from me." After getting ready for the second round of battle, Duan Qing took the lead in transferring the magic energy condensed in his hands to his chest: "The flames are invigorating!"
"Rock Throwing Spear!"
A spear made of rocks was instantly formed amidst Duan Qing's loud shout, and then was thrown out by the gray-robed magician as he suddenly turned around. He had never thought of such an attack method.
Duan Shanhe then used faster reaction speed to dodge the high-speed rotating weapon, and Duan Qing's instantly bullying face appeared on the side of his sizzling robe: "Flame whirlwind"
!”
"The flame whirlwind used horizontally is interesting."
Looking at the scene of a large area of flame storm erupting from Duan Qing's hands into the distance and the result that the broken mountains and rivers were affected had to protect their heads and faces and were blown away, Jian Beidong, who was squatting at the far end, subconsciously said to himself.
Said: "It was originally a skill that was slow to cast and not very easy to hit, but it was made up for by the way he cast it at zero distance - no!"
"Advanced magic enhancement!" Without leaving any more time to think, Duan Qing, who slapped his chest with one hand, quickly made his next attack: "Thunder and lightning!"
The sizzling electric light quickly connected between the two figures separated one after another. The purple thunder and lightning in the middle of the flame whirlwind also showed an unstable crimson color in the burning flames: "
This is--"
"Thunderfire?"
Just like the battle in the first round, the winner of this round was decided immediately after the battle started. The dazzling electric light with the terrifying roar did not give Duan Shanhe any extra chance to evade. The purple and red colors interacted with each other.
The intertwined folds also passed through the boxer's body at the next moment. The falling trajectory brought up a series of blackened sparks, and bursts of black sparks floated above the body of Duan Shanhe who rolled to the ground and had not yet stopped.
The traces of charcoal from the fire and the flames and lightning that had not completely dissipated then overflowed from the torn holes in the tattered old clothes, causing more detailed explosion sounds on the surrounding ground: "Cough
Cough, cough cough...hiss, it actually has the effect of 'powerful paralysis'..."
"I also hold grudges." Knowing that this seemingly fierce blow would definitely not kill the opponent, Duan Qing stopped casting the spell and raised his dusty arms with a grin: "And no
It’s a one-to-one tie, so there’s no reason for us to continue competing, right?”
"That's...hiss...reasonable." Duan Shanhe, who was still carrying the aftereffects of the electric shock, climbed up again and now showed his extremely embarrassed appearance in front of Duan Qing: "And under the sun
Indeed, there is nothing faster than thunder and lightning.”
"What, you want to try a challenge?" He raised his eyebrows, and the smile on Duan Qing's face gradually faded: "To deal with a magician with high attack power and low health, a fatal blow at close range is indeed the best way.
A good idea, but my magician is different from ordinary magicians."
"The ultimate thunder and lightning can not only be used in attacks."
The ground where Duan Qing was standing was torn apart with electric footsteps. He used the afterimage that moved away in an instant to avoid Duan Shanhe's punch. His face also bore the look of a blackened boxer.
He also became extremely serious and determined, and a flying kick flashed over Duan Qing's head when he appeared at the next moment. Blessed by some kind of magic that surpassed the power of wind, the gray-robed magician at this time was agile.
The movements seemed to barely keep up with the boxer's attack speed, and the counterattack magic interspersed between the afterimages of the fists and feet also began to appear between the attack, defense, and evasion of the two figures, and from time to time there were also mixed in the two figures' attacks one after the other.
The temptation shouted: "Eat my Thunder Hands! Drink!"
"Thunder magic is at least the sixth level of wind magic and above, and I have never heard of a series of strengthening magic! Is this your own strengthening magic? Or is it simply using electricity to strengthen limbs?"
"Do you want to know the answer? If you try me once again, you will know when the thunder and fire comes."
"...So it turns out that rock armor is used to harden the muscles and limbs to withstand the overload effect caused by the interaction between thunder and fire...Thunder Palm!"
The fiery red energy and the sudden slap of the palm met again in the air. The energy shock and bursting air fluctuations also brought more rocks and dust to the surrounding ruins. From this front-on view,
One of the figures that flew out as a result of the resistance drew two long straight lines on the ground with its feet, and the other figure dragged a straight trajectory with flying thunder and wind. Feeling yourself
The crackling numbness on his body gradually dissipated. Duan Shanhe, who held his hands flat in front of him, closed his eyes and recalled the power and feeling of his fists intersecting before. The blazing light, which was completely opposite to his embarrassed appearance, also
It began to ignite in the boxer's eyes, forming a sharp contrast with the sluggish look of Duan Qing, who had gradually extinguished the burst of thunder and fire on the other side: "What, is there any aging and backlash effect?"
"Of course, if the head of our family agrees, I can have one more experimental subject for these immature physical magicians." Duan Qingqiang shook his limbs and replied tiredly while holding his eyelids:
"I won't fight anymore. Wait until I improve the magic circuits in my body next time."
"...Okay." The rising flames gradually subsided, and Duan Shanhe's face regained the gentleness and calmness it had at the beginning: "I won't disturb everyone for a while."
"Easy to say." Duan Qing gestured breathlessly, turned around and walked hard towards the corner of the ruins: "Ninglan."
"exist."
The flashing figure appeared next to Duan Qing's call the next moment, and the posture of Ningyu Ninglan, who was standing against the wind with her hands together in front of her body, seemed extremely calm and indifferent at this time: "A place has been arranged for this gentleman.
, in a safe zone near LM Area 6.”
"Ah ha, that's the best place here. There is a depression between the ridges, which can protect you from the strong wind." Duan Qing waved his hand again, and exposed himself to the young man who was still there.
White Teeth: "As long as you're willing to clean up the scrap metal residue that's accumulated there."
"Of course it's not a problem." Ignoring the maid player's vaguely stabbing gaze, the young man put away his fists and responded, "Then I'll leave first."
"By the way, what else did that guy say?" After stopping the other person's move to leave, Duan Qing suddenly asked another question: "Is there anything else you want to say?"
"One more thing." Duan Shanhe nodded when he heard the sound: "He said -"
"See you on the field."
This chapter has been completed!