"……call."
The golden floating light was still flickering in the vast cave. The same golden light that filled Fula's eyes gradually extinguished as time passed. Xueling Huanbing, who was also watching the progress of the game in the field, followed.
He also let out a long sigh, and the palm that had been holding the dragon bone sword relaxed and said, "It should be fine now."
"If we can bring both parties back to the normal starting line, sir, the chance of winning is still very high." Standing next to Xue Ling Huan Bing, Ciyu Ninglan, who kept a smile on his face, also looked in the direction of Fula.
Retracted: "And even if the gentleman can't cope with the opponent in front of him, he probably won't accept the help of the young lady. After all, young lady, you and Lady Fulla are now part of the audience outside the venue."
"This is a duel, I know it." Xue Ling Huan Bing still shook her head: "As long as the other party does not use any despicable means, I will naturally not intervene, but -"
"Ning Lan understands what Miss Ling Bing means. Even if she is watching from the sidelines, she will still be somewhat worried." After taking over what the white-haired female swordsman had not finished, the smile on Ning Lan's face became even brighter.
Brilliant: "It's one thing to believe in your strength, but your mood will naturally be different when you're watching the battle. With all the dangers your sir just encountered, even Ning Lan, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, seemed extremely anxious and worried."
"So what happened in the end? Did that guy really prepare so many potions?" Xue Ling Huanbing deliberately lowered his voice: "What's that 'sacred purification potion'?"
"Ninglan doesn't know. After all, when Mr. was preparing for the competition, the two tasks of making potions and organizing equipment were carried out without anyone being disturbed." Ninglan held her cheek and tilted her head:
"Ninglan will not easily interfere with Sir's work without making it clear, so is what he said just now a bluff——"
"Forget it, no need to explain." So Xue Ling Huan Bing pressed her forehead to stop Ciyu Ninglan's explanation: "In short, this guy relied on his bluff to survive the attack just now, but... how will he fight next?
"
"Most likely we will maintain this rhythm." Ningyu Ninglan replied happily: "As long as we continue to maintain this, victory will definitely belong to sir! Ninglan believes in her own vision! But before that -"
"There is still work that needs to be done on our side."
Following the gaze that the maid player quietly turned towards, Xueling Huanbing also looked at the location of the crack where the gray-robed magician had previously placed the runes. The entire cave shrouded in golden light was also at that crack.
The surface of the dark crack was dyed with a strange golden color, making it impossible to see what it looked like inside. The bursting sparks then produced more halos on the golden reflective surface, and the demons resumed their attack.
A new round of fierce fighting between Fusheng and Duan Qing once again played the main theme of this empty hall, and the dark gloves that appeared on the hands of the red-haired man among them also appeared at this time.
Under the direct resistance of the elemental staff in Duan Qing's hand, it became extremely clear: "...Why don't you use your invincible magic? Could it be that you spent too much effort throwing the alchemical potion before?"
"Really? I don't know about it myself? I just want to test the strength of my weapon, and take a close look at how powerful the pair of gloves made of meteorite iron that you brag about... Ouch, what is this?
Boxing?"
"Don't tell me you haven't seen the Lingshan School's 'Gui Ling Appear' before. I specially selected this set of Lingshan School boxing techniques with its own speed bonus just to catch up with your wandering footsteps."
"As a magician, running fast enough is a compulsory course to save your life... What? You said it's not a compulsory course? Who said that? That person must have been dead long ago, believe it or not!"
Another tumbling punch that resurrected the demon and cut through his head passed. The gray-robed magician quickly climbed up while the bone fragments were flying. Finally, during the second round of the battle, he cast his first magic.
The icicles that stood on the path of the demon's resurrected pursuit were smashed into fragments all over the sky by the opponent's fist. However, the steps trailing the traces of white air became less than what they were at the beginning as they passed through the scattered ice shards.
So smart: "...deceleration effect?"
"This is the most basic built-in effect of frost magic."
He was hiding a little more easily than before. The gray-robed magician, who was sliding down the hillside with piles of dragon bones, used the breathing space he had earned to raise the second huge stone wall: "You should be very good at this rhythm."
You should be familiar with them. You have probably fought eight thousand magicians in your career, if not ten thousand."
"You want to fly my kite, right? No way!" Shi Qiang followed the same path as Icicle at the next moment. The demon resurrected with a roar and threw one of the stone fragments in his hand towards Duan Qing: "I
There must be a way to attack from a distance!"
"Ouch, danger, danger." Feeling the whistling sound on his scalp, Duan Qing, who was ducking to avoid it, spit out the keel fragments bitten in his mouth: "Forget it, just running down is really nothing.
Method."
"I'd better give you some colors to see."
In the scene where the fist wind, which was more powerful than the stone thrown just now, was about to hit, the gray-robed magician raised his staff behind the unfolded magic shield. The tip of the raised staff flashed with magical light.
It was also covered up by the explosion smoke caused by the fist wind, but the magical radiance pulled out at the next moment stopped the demon's original intention of rushing forward: "Earth Fire Impact!"
"Icefall!"
The flames shattered the ground covered with dragon bones, and a huge ice-colored meteorite then hit the red-haired boxer's body as he dodged to the side of the cave. The two seamlessly connected magic lights also intertwined with each other.
The dim cave covered almost a quarter of the area, and finally turned into a wonderful landscape of a large number of white bone fragments thrown up by the meteorite falling to the ground, entangled with the footsteps of the demon resurrected and turned into a shadow: "The tiger roars in filial piety!"
"This is the first time I've seen a guy perform this move with his feet... you're really a genius." Duan Qingchong used the condensed rock shield to block the opponent's direct kick from Chi Chi, spinning his hands in front of him.
The other party praised him: "The power seems to be stronger than a fist... huh?"
As if he noticed something strange, the gray-robed magician was delayed for a moment before he retreated. A loud shout from the resurrected demon, accompanied by the sight of the rock shield shattering inch by inch, broke through Duan Qing's blockage, and
A blow burning with red flames came in front of the opponent: "Soul-shattering palm!"
"What are you looking around for?"
The magic shield seemed unable to withstand the power of this palm. The eggshell space surrounding Duan Qing's body later turned into cracked fragments under the attack of the resurrected demon, watching the gray-robed magician fall into the distance.
He did not continue to pursue forward in a hurry, but stood among the flying keel fragments and frowned his eyebrows: "How dare you be distracted? Do you want to let go?"
"If I want to release water... cough, can you still tell?" Duan Qing climbed out of the mountain of bones where he fell in embarrassment. He coughed a few times and wiped his mouth: "But the palm just now was
The internal strength is quite good, and it actually has the effect of hurting people from a distance... Hey, it seems that he has tried this trick on other magicians."
"After all, they are all people who like to fight me with magic shields." There was still a faint flame burning on his body. The demon resurrected with his arms crossed and rolled his eyes and replied: "Don't think that magic shields can really protect you."
You can rest easy, there are many ways to deal with you in this world, and penetrating damage is just one of them."
"Okay, okay, I admit that I looked down on you a little bit just now." Duan Qing took out a bottle of emerald green potion from his arms and drank it. Duan Qing sighed and pointed his elemental staff at his own.
In front of him: "Then allow me to show you well——"
"How does a real magician and alchemist fight?"
The tip of the elemental staff lit up a fiery red as Duan Qing's words fell. At the same time, the demon's resurrected fist rushed forward, and then the brilliant white light seemed to fall from the sky.
Lightning struck directly in front of the resurrected demon, blocking his fist that was about to hit the middle section of Qingmianmen by the slightest distance: "Molten blast!"
"You don't intend to kill, but you just want to repel the enemy?" He put his fists in front of his body and flew back. The demon's attempt to jump to the other side was blocked by the elemental staff that suddenly appeared next to him.
He hit the spot: "Magic solidification!"
"Twin Moon Wheel Staff!"
The flame-wrapped fist collided with the highly dense rock staff in the air, making an extremely loud clang sound. The demon resurrected in a posture and wanted to step forward, but was blocked in advance by Duan Qing's second continuous wave of the staff.
Holding still, Duan Qing, who had made a huge dent in the bone fragments, tried his best to stretch his body, and the casting movement with his right hand sent two ice shadows to the left and right sides of his opponent: "Ice Arrow!"
Holding the staff on his shoulder with one hand, the figure of the gray-robed magician broke through the cross path of two ice arrows, and a shoulder-bump hit him just in time to meet the demon's raised fists.
Before they crossed each other, he sent the other end of the staff's handle, which had been strengthened by the rock element, to the other's chest: "One inch longer, one inch stronger, do you understand?"
"——"
With a heavy breath in his chest without lifting it up, the demon's resurrected fist hit Duan Qing's body with a large amount of bone fragments and soil. The grey-robed magician who retreated after vomiting blood failed to maintain himself.
In the casting action, he turned around and held the tip of the staff diagonally above his head, and also pulled out a dazzling electric light: "Wind and thunder are coming!"
"What?"
The electric light grazed his side, and the demon who was almost penetrated was resurrected and looked at the other end of the lightning connection behind him with a surprised expression: "When did you - no, wait a minute."
"Could it be the icicle from before?" Xueling Huanbing, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, also showed an expression of realization at this time: "It seems that he used the same trick, using his own magic as a cover to guide the thunder and lightning.
The alchemy tools were buried in a corner of the battlefield in advance."
"Even the position has been calculated." Duan Qing laughed loudly and swung the whip formed by the electric light connection to the side of the resurrected devil's writhing body: "You have to pay more attention next! Maybe I will be behind you when you retreat.
A big gift has been prepared in that direction, do you want to be more careful?"
"You guys are really good at acrobatics."
He stepped hard on the ground with both feet, and the Demon Resurrection, which no longer retreated, used a layer of fire that burst out from his body to bear down the lightning that was close to Chi Chi. At this time, a trace of forbearance appeared on the face that was also wrapped in flames.
After that, he smiled sharply, as if the electric attack just now had never happened: "But this is good news, because you finally started to use advanced magic elements to deal with me."
"I'm not doing this because I look down on you. It takes the right time to activate these high-level magics." The rotating heavy staff finally stopped in a balanced position, and Duan Qing, who was weighing his hands up and down, also showed a smile.
Helpless smile: "High-level magic is as cumbersome as high-level magic. They are not as simple as low-level magic. Spell casting guidance is slow, and spell casting requires accurate spells and postures. There is almost no room for use in high-level competitions. Probably only people like me can use them."
In this way, those who prepare the 'thunder rods' in advance will have the opportunity to let them show themselves."
"So do you want to have a showdown with me?" Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the dark stick-shaped object that was still leaking a sizzling sound of electricity from behind him. The devil resurrected and closed his mouth with a grin.
His own fists: "I don't know how many potions and props you have hidden, but dragging it down will probably be detrimental to me."
"You have a very strategic vision, the second best president in the world." Duan Qing, who stopped moving, also smiled: "But I highly doubt that you still have the capital to compete with me?"
"Of course... yes."
Pulling his posture back and forth, the red-haired man answered word by word. The dark red flames that were the same as his own gradually enveloped his right fist as they devoured and rose up.
The gesture turned into a big mouth that wanted to devour others: "This is the Dragon Tomb, so this move should be very suitable."
"This is...dragon energy?" Feeling the changes in the atmosphere gradually gathering around the cave, Duan Qing raised his eyebrows in surprise: "When did you learn the stuff from Huan Meng?
coming?"
"As a fan of boxing, I have dabbled in a little bit of the moves and techniques of each school." The whole body has been shrouded in terrifying flames, and the demon's resurrected and self-effacing expression has also been illuminated by a dark red light.
Gradually cover up: "To a certain extent, this is very similar to your past style."
"I don't need your tribute." Duan Qing shook his head and pointed the elemental staff at the transformed dragon head: "But -"
"It would be a real pity if this is your last 'capital'."
This chapter has been completed!