1969 Shield and Fist

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"The outcome is decided! What a wonderful game!"

"Player Gedman showed us his great strength! Including the ability to use a shield as a shield warrior, as well as the necessary courage and courage! As expected, there is no weak opponent in a strong tent!"

"The game just now was almost a textbook duel for us. Any Shield Warrior who wants to gain some experience against the Frost Mage in the future may wish to watch this game more."

"No, no, no, no, if you want to learn things in this game, the threshold is still a bit too high for ordinary viewers. After all, even we didn't expect that the big shield has such skills..."

After a moment of silence, there was a sudden rise of cheers, accompanied by the sound of countless spectators rushing around the stadium and cheering towards the center of the field. For an instant, Gedman, who became the star center of attention, stood with his shield folded on his face.

However, there was no expression of joy or enjoyment at all. He looked as if he had long been accustomed to such scenes of being praised by the commentators and the audience in unison. He simply saluted and waved to countless pairs of eyes looking at him.

The victorious Shield Warrior then left like this. The voice belonging to Asahi Dongsheng also sounded in front of the crowd where he separated. The distinctive voice was also full of teasing: "Hey, don't be in a hurry yet.

Come back, big winner, you still have to stay up there and continue to defend the ring."

"Why don't you come back and take a rest first?" Rolling his eyes at the opponent, Gedman, who was sitting next to the giant rock, raised his head and drank the healing potion he took out of his arms: "The competition also stipulates a 'ten-minute rest period.'

As for the humanitarian rules, as a teammate, can you also act a little more like a human being?"

"Then why doesn't Ms. Chao Ri Dong Sheng need a rest? After all, you are still too weak." Crossing his arms and looking down at the side of the giant rock, the irony in Asahi Dongsheng's words gradually faded away: "There are still some

It’s not easy to fight, is it?”

"My blood volume is almost at its bottom."

Pointing to his chest and holding the potion bottle in his hand, Goldman looked straight ahead at the audience of players who were still pointing at him: "That guy named Makino Fangge must have something in him."

Props and equipment that can continuously increase the power of frost spells. I guess the effect should be a cumulative type similar to 'the more times the spell is cast, the stronger the power of the spell'. The damage I received from the splash kept getting higher and higher.

"

"If we delay for a while longer, that magician might really be able to kill me." At this point, Gedman paused for a moment: "This is the real boat capsizing in the gutter."

"The Shield Warrior is a weak matchup against the Ice Magician, so it's good to have such a result." Jian Beidong on the other side above the giant rock crossed his arms and continued to speak: "But according to your friend

From what you said just now, you seem to have other concerns."

"Don't you plan to use your true strength?" The shirtless swordsman waved his fingers towards the distant horizon that was turning into dusk, as if he was looking forward to the arrival of this night: "I am not opposed to weight-bearing training, but

If you lose the game because of this - you should have made the corresponding decision, right?"

"Even a being like Xuyu Liushang is willing to give in, so why should I be embarrassed?"

As if he was not too interested in what Jian Beidong said at this time, Goldman stretched out his hand and wiped his mouth: "And guilds like Fu Feng are only second-rate now, and it doesn't take much to deal with guys like them.

Be too serious."

"If you really have the ability to eliminate all the remaining opponents, then I respect you as a man." This time, Asahi Dongsheng reminded the other party with a curled lip: "Otherwise, you'd better move out all your things and put them away."

It’s better to intimidate the remaining people, otherwise there will be more and more people who are looking for opportunities to pinch the weak persimmons.”

"Who is the soft persimmon?"

"Whoever agrees is a soft persimmon! If you don't want to admit it, just fight it seriously."

"No matter how weak I am, I'm still 1-0 now. I'm much better than some idiots who get hung up after just one game! Why don't you accept it? If you don't accept it, why don't you go and prove yourself to me?"

A moment of bickering started between the two people again, but the atmosphere in the venue became a little more relaxed. The crowd that was still a little noisy because of the previous game also began to quiet down as time went by.

, the crowded figures seemed to begin to appear more numerous due to some changes in the flow. He closed his eyes slightly, and Gedmane's face, who was about to continue bickering, suddenly became heavy, as if

Noticing the changes in the crowd, he threw away the potion bottle in his hand, stood up and stepped into the arena again without looking back: "Speaking of which, I haven't seen you guys show up during this time."

"Sorry, I came a little late because I had to rush to the show."

The flashing light that was constantly transmitted due to the online appearance appeared from the far surroundings of the camp. One of the warrior-looking players who poured into the crowd of spectators said to himself: "But it doesn't seem to be much late because of this."

"You have missed more than ten games." Duan Fenglei, the president of Jianghu, also recognized the identity of the person who came and let out a low laugh while shaking his head: "I thought you were really going to be a coward this time.

Woolen cloth."

"That's okay, after all, we are now considered to be on the cusp of the storm." There was no tit-for-tat speech, and the warrior player's expression and tone seemed very calm: "If we can take this opportunity to avoid the wind, we will be happy to do so.

But it looks like—"

"You didn't solve the problem while we were late."

A team gradually gathered around the online crowd and stood behind the player. The onlookers began to recognize their identities and origins. Gedman, who had been waiting on the field for a long time, also took a deep breath.

He took a breath, and then waved to the bald warrior standing at the front: "Then you will be my next opponent, come on."

"Don't worry, let me confirm a little bit." The calm bald warrior looked to his left and right: "Is anyone else planning to challenge? Since they are late, we, the Sword of Justice, can wait a little longer."

"Come on, you don't want to be a cannon fodder test subject, and you still hope that others will continue to go up and give you a chance to observe, right?" Demon's Soul's Mephisto squinted his eyes and shouted strangely: "A group of people standing on the side of the old alliance

People, don’t expect to get any good looks! Even pretending to be humble now is of no use!”

"..."

The gazes from all around and the silence in the field also made the bald warrior silent for a while, but his calm expression was not shaken by this: "In this case, it is better to obey orders than to be respectful."

"The current president of the Sword of Justice, Ban Brick, please give me some advice."

Simply walking up to the stage smoothly, the bald warrior directly announced his name. The crowd of spectators also burst into an uproar for a moment with his voice, and even the commentary voice that spread like flowers throughout the Earth Line Channel also

He became a little more passionate: "Oh oh oh oh! This is the first president-level figure to appear since the war began! Let us celebrate this historic moment!"

"What kind of historical moment is this, and what is there to celebrate? But... this player is indeed a heavyweight player."

"Although it has declined, with the resources of Sword of Justice, a super guild, even an average player can become a peerless master! What's more, they are still one of the top guilds.

!”

"According to the results of the opening match of the UEFA Cup on the other side, they lost to the Wings of Liberty in the first game - well, since they are the Wings of Liberty now, there is nothing they can do about it, but this still cannot conceal their

Heavy strength.”

"...It's really done in a very orderly manner."

With a smile on his face, the bald warrior stood on the field and raised his head: "And they also invited people like Flowing Flowers to support the scene - speaking of it, they seem to have put the team together a long time ago.

Moved here? You guys have really been preparing and planning for a long time."

"Even as a member of the organizer, I don't know how much effort everyone put in behind this event." Standing face to face on the field to confront him, Gedman shook his head and replied in a low voice: "And

Even if it is really successful, we are just setting up the most exciting platform for you people to perform."

"I have also heard the general rules reported by my subordinates. There should be nothing to pay attention to." After twisting his neck and wrists, the bald warrior named Brick began to move his body: "

Start now? You don’t need to warm up?”

"I have already fought once." The hands holding the shield and sword became tighter and tighter, and Gedman gradually assumed a posture of accepting the challenge: "You can start at any time, you have the final say."

"……Hey."

The movement of stretching his limbs suddenly stopped, and Ban Brick, who had put away his casual posture, suddenly showed an inexplicable smile. The tense atmosphere also began to disperse along with the sound of the camp around the transparent platform suddenly becoming quiet, and only the flowers seemed to be blooming.

Jin and his partner were still introducing endlessly in their ears: "President Banzhuan is a warrior who is good at using fists! But I heard that he can also use weapons! It is said that his weapons are just as their names suggest.

It’s a simple piece of equipment similar to a blunt weapon!”

"Since taking over the position of president of the Sword of Justice, this player who was once one of the main members of the professional team has taken a step further. His skills and experience have also been honed in various competition arenas.

, now he can be regarded as one of the most competent representatives of top professional players."

"That's right! Now it's a one-on-one match! A duel between melee professions and melee professions! This is a completely acceptable match for Brick, who is good at melee combat!"

"That's right, but we have seen Gedman's strength before. If a boxer fights against a shield warrior, the result is hard to predict now - ah, here we go."

Suddenly disappeared in place, and the bald warrior who was the first to break the tense atmosphere suddenly appeared behind Gedman with his step forward sprint. The big shield warrior who faced him with a cold brow also turned around.

As if he had expected it, the surface of the black shield in his hand faced the opponent's fist. The competition of strength then caused a violent collision between the two people, and the two figures, one in front and one behind, also retreated.

The friction created two identical trajectories. The smile on Banzhuan's face became more obvious as he compared the distance they retreated. A set of combination punches that rushed forward again were greeted by Gedemei without any fancy.

On En's shield: "Sprint Punch!"

"Double dragon fight!"

"Down!"

"Stone strike!"

Two straight punches were struck at the same time and a chop with an upright palm was struck. The bricks were wrapped in the palm of the hand and the strong wind slammed Gedman's big shield to the ground, and a straight punch flew to the ground.

The giant shield warrior's posture of being unable to unload his strength also aroused a thousand waves of air, as if it was about to completely smash this opponent who was harder than a mountain into pieces. He endured the opponent's continuous attacks with force,

Gritting his teeth and withstanding the final blow, Gedman finally swung the long sword in his right hand, and the shield in his left hand, which had been completely overwhelmed, took advantage of the opponent's evasion of the sword's attack and slammed it back against the bricks at the next moment.

body surface: "Shield Slam!"

"——It's really as energetic as ever."

He held his fists in front of him and flew to the far end of the field. The bald warrior put down his parrying posture and looked at Gedman's face with a smile: "Bludgeoning is a special attack against shield-type defenses. You can actually take so many powerful hits in a row."

Attacking without letting go of defense is really as experienced as a rock."

"It's just that I used it more skillfully." He raised his shield again to cover half of his face, and Goldman just shook his head lightly: "I have been using the shield for a long time, and the shield has become a part of the body.

I have been beaten, kicked, chopped and stabbed so many times, so naturally I have experienced all kinds of sadness and pain."

"Oh, really? Then you still plan to hide behind this turtle shell all day long?" Banzhuan punched his fists, grinning and walked forward again: "You still plan to arrive as an ostrich?

when?"

"...We are all fallen people from the end of the world, why bother each other?" Amidst the sound of fists and feet colliding with metal, Gedman, who blocked most of the attacks with his shield, replied in a dull voice: "It seems that

You haven’t felt it yet.”

"I don't feel the same way? How can you say this?" After pushing the opponent's body back with several consecutive kicks, the bald warrior shook his arms and waved a powerful uppercut again: "Look at my fist, you

Dare you say it again?"

"Looking at your fists, I just feel that you are weak." He struggled to withstand the opponent's attack and retreated again, but the words on his lips became more and more sharp: "It's because of the continuous battles.

And you’re tired? Or you didn’t eat in the morning?”

"Hahahahahaha! I didn't take you to heart at all!" Stepping forward to the other person's back right side, Ban Zhu reached out and raised a rectangular object in his arms to the other person's head: "After all,

Playing games with you now is like training within the team."

"How could I be nervous?"


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