"Although our time together is very short, but...how have you been recently?"
"Still the same as before, so I say I'm doing well."
"Since the last time I blew myself up, I haven't seen you for several days..."
"Don't worry, grandpa, my life is as strong as Xiaoqiang's. That kind of small scene... I have long been used to it."
"So...why are you here too?"
"After staying in the Free City for so long, I have to have a place to stay, right? Otherwise, a street rat like me, who is shouted at and beaten by everyone, wouldn't have been discovered long ago..."
"So you hid in that silver fox's house? As his subordinate?"
"This matter is not as simple as you said, but I did follow him here, and I saw so many powerful opponents...Grandpa, my hands have been itching for a long time."
In the middle of the square, which had become uneven due to several previous battles, the sound of greetings from two players who hadn't seen each other for a while rang out. Because only the two of them could hear it, this extremely mysterious conversation also made people laugh.
The people around them once again had endless reveries. There was already a slight commotion in the Devil's Paradise, which had fought with Yumeng on the eastern coast. The number two people in the world who also knew Yumeng's name also wrinkled up.
His brows were furrowed, and he could only murmur as he sat there. He asked behind him without any change in his tone: "That guy met A Feng...Qingshan when we were in Star Wind Plains, right?"
"...I don't know the specific situation, but according to what Uncle Smiling heard...the situation is indeed like this." The lost dream lying behind him replied in a low voice: "The name of the person traveling with them is Feng.
Chui Mai Lang is a local player..."
"I do know about this matter. He has already told me about it." The blue-haired woman's eyes began to turn in the direction of Silver Fox Phillips: "But... I remember that they were four people acting together. The last one
Where is that person?"
"You are talking about Mr. Chop." The bald-headed Lost Dream closed his eyes: "That guy is also well-known in the nearby area. He is a person who is good at using machetes as weapons. If the rumors are not wrong..."
"That person's strength should be at the level of a professional player."
boom--
The roar that suddenly erupted in the center of the arena finally interrupted the murmurs of all the bystanders, and also announced the start of the duel. However, Yun Meng, who took the lead, quickly fell into a passive position of being beaten -
- As if he knew this player who had been adventuring together for two days very well, Duan Qing was tightly wrapped around him from the beginning. At the same time, he used the black dagger in his hand to constantly harass him when he wanted to cast a spell.
Small spells used for instant casting also continued to emerge from Yumeng's hands, hitting the surrounding ground randomly. However, as they failed, these spells could only cause the effect of raising smoke and dust.
The magician player who was pressing forward had no choice but to scream and try his best to cast out one spell after another to delay the opponent's suppression, until he retreated to the edge of the arena, with no way back, this one looked quite crazy.
The guy finally used a decent spell: "The art of wind and earth——"
"The earth explodes and the sky explodes!"
As the staff rotating in his hand was inserted, columns of air mixed with stone fragments suddenly exploded from the ground of the arena, and then continued to expand row by row with Yuomeng as the center of the circle.
The gas explosion mixed with chaotic energy went from bottom to top, and then eliminated countless debris, including Duan Qing, within a dozen meters. The flying rock and soil also fell into the surrounding audience seats, causing a commotion.
The screams of mourners filled the field. Then a pit of varying depths appeared on the ground on the other side of the arena, just like the front line bombarded by artillery shells on the battlefield, but the magician who caused this scene was single-handed.
Holding on to the staff, he half-knelt on the ground panting. He looked around, gritted his teeth and propped up his body. Without stopping the movements of his hands, he pushed a magic wall made of rocks in front of him: "You still
It’s really…”
"No mercy."
The swift black shadow belonging to Duan Qing then appeared in front of the rock wall, stopped with the dagger stabbing movement, then silently took two steps back, and let out an inexplicable low laugh: "On magic, I
I am no match for you, so..."
"I can only rely on this little trick."
He stretched out his hand and cast the same spell again. In a way that no one expected, he used his earth wall to lift the rock wall that Yu Meng had released into the air.
Duan Qing then assumed a lunging posture, his sideways lunge body gradually sank, and then with his eyes gradually becoming sharper, he stabbed hard towards his earthen wall: "Drink!"
As if it had been arranged long ago, the wall created by magic suddenly disappeared when he stabbed forward, leaving only the falling soil and the shocked eyes of Yu Meng behind the wall.
Snapped--
The crisp sound of ice crystals bursting then rang in everyone's ears, lifting the hearts of the players watching the battle a little bit more. However, as the rocks and soil completely fell in mid-air, the dust in that place also disappeared.
The figures of Qing and Yunmeng were completely obscured. Several slow and loud claps came from the direction of the city lord, which seemed to indicate that the superior master recognized the excitement of this duel, but the one just now
In the eyes of other players, these scenes reflect another form of meaning: "Ju, how can you still play like this?"
"He should have canceled the earth wall magic by himself, and then..."
"It's not so much that he was able to come up with this idea to deal with the opponent's hasty defense, it's more that... that guy casts the spell so fast."
"Earth walls are the foundation of earth magic. Any magician can do it instantly, but as a swordsman, Mo Shang Qingshan can also do this..."
"You guy..."
In the dust that gradually dispersed, Yunmeng slowly climbed up holding his staff, but the hood that originally covered his head seemed to have been torn off during the previous retreat: "No face at all.
Give it."
"You have already come down to challenge me. Why should I show mercy?" Duan Qing, who was not far away, blew on his dagger: "Are you waiting to be defeated by you and then admit defeat on the spot?"
"I'm just participating in the war on that guy's behalf, and I'm not the one who must win." Yun Meng panted and said, "Even if it's to avenge your teammates... you don't have to take your anger out on me."
"...Now that we are standing on the duel field, we must do our best." Duan Qing shook his head and replied: "With so many big shots watching, if we don't let them enjoy themselves...how can we complete the commission?"
"Enjoy yourself? Hehehehe..."
Amid deep laughter, Yun Meng, who was holding on to his staff, finally took a breath: "Grandpa, you destroyed one of my frost protection scrolls, just to show those big shots amusement? What's yours?"
Snobbishness...why didn’t I see it before?”
"I didn't expect... you would become my opponent at this time." Duan Qing, stroking his sword, replied slowly: "I guess... you also have many secrets that you haven't told me clearly, right?"
"I saw you as early as when you entered the venue, Mr. Special Envoy." A sarcastic smile appeared on Yumeng's face: "In terms of secrets...you should have many more secrets than me, right?"
"Oh, that's easy to handle." Duan Qing replied with a low smile: "How about this... let's make equal exchanges and exchange the information we have with each other?"
"If you had said that from the beginning... I might have considered it."
The majestic aura of magic gradually rose around Yuemeng, and along with it was his face covered by the power of yellow and green elements: "But now..."
"Let's pay for my protective scroll first!"
He raised his hands and threw a giant wind wall around the arena. Then, as he clasped his hands together, he pressed the ring-shaped wind wall in the direction of Duan Qing: "Wall of Wind!"
"This is……"
"Originally it was just a protective spell of the wind system, but now I transformed it into a large-scale restrictive spell."
As Duan Qing raised his head and looked around, Yunmeng not far away laughed and said, "Praise me for my genius mind! Now you... have no way to escape!"
"Please, now it's a battle between the melee profession and the magician profession." Duan Qing shrugged helplessly: "You should be the one who wants to escape, right?"
"So...the show has just begun!"
Laughing, Yunmeng raised his hands and waved his staff into the air: "Whirlwind! Sand Technique!"
A cyclone composed of wind elements suddenly appeared in front of Yue Meng, spinning around the area of sand he released later, and then involved the silt crushed by the earth magic into the scope of the cyclone.
, the sand whirlwind mixed with countless earth and stone particles gradually turned into an earthy yellow color, and was slowly pushed in front of Duan Qing. He sighed helplessly, and then walked around easily: "Such a simple
Attack method..."
"Whirlwind! Sand Technique!"
"Whirlwind! Sand Technique!"
With two identical shouts, two identical cyclones rushed towards Duan Qing in unison. After hesitating for a moment, he finally gave up the idea of forcing his way through these unknown magics, and instead went around to a deeper place.
In the far direction, Yumeng, who had retreated to the edge of the wind wall, kept moving her hands and waved three same whirlwinds again. Then without looking at the effects of these mixed magics, she turned around and ran against the wind wall she created.
Standing up, the figure belonging to Duan Qing then appeared above the three whirlwinds, using a leap beyond ordinary people to cross the obstacles he made with the whirlwinds. It seemed that he planned to use this most direct way to end this pursuit of you.
It was a farce that I escaped. The figure of a certain swordsman leaping up flashed across the dim sky for a moment, and then fell back into the range of the Wall of Wind. However, the meteorite dream at the center of the landing point was
Then it flew upwards.
"Sand magic!"
Being blown into the air by his own whirlwind, he moved toward the center of the gradually shrinking wind wall, then put his hands together: "Finally... the art of wind and earth——"
"Sandstorm!"
call--
Amidst the harsh whistling sound, the giant wind walls containing six cyclones quickly merged together, and then turned into a giant storm, raising countless sand and dust to every corner of the arena, matching the gloom in the sky.
The sandstorm, which was not inferior to the others, then descended on this small arena, completely covering the originally clearly visible duel venue. Countless spectators, including the city lord, had to cover their mouths and noses while
He looked up at the only figure of the magician he could see floating in the sky: "Hmph, hum... now you are the target."
"The art of wind and earth..."
The floating figure kept shaking, and then at a certain moment he raised his arm, and a spiral green cyclone gradually formed under his control, wrapping another slender rock spike in it.
: "Rock gun..."
"Railgun!"
The suddenly erupted cyclone formed a spiral trajectory in the air, sending rock shells that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye into the sandstorm below, and then exploded into fragments all over the sky with a loud impact, and then collapsed again.
Beyond the range of sand and dust that can be seen, amidst the exclamations of all the players, Yumeng shook his head and then condensed a new cannonball again, and then after a period of aiming, it aimed towards the sand-swamped area.
It was shot in another direction, and a large arc-shaped light shield then emerged from the sand in that direction, blocking the cannonball-like attack. Invisible ripples also spread to the surroundings along with the flying debris, until
Disappeared in the sky that could not be blocked by the sandstorm. After seeing this scene, Yumeng came to the edge of the field, used magic to dig out a huge rock from the ground, and then with the help of wind magic, slowly
He raised the ground to his head: "Do you think Grandpa, I have forgotten the function of your small buckler? It can only block non-physical attacks!"
"Try the gift I specially prepared for you, Grandpa!" He laughed and threw the huge rock towards the location of the light shield in the distance: "Giant... mortar!"
Buzz——
Amidst the imperceptible sound of breaking through the air, the light mask floating in the sandstorm suddenly disappeared, accompanied by the sound of the earth wall collapsing, and a swift figure appearing in the air. The figure raised one hand,
He used a jaw-dropping method to prop himself up on the giant rock that was mid-flight, and then, while exerting force to climb over it, pressed the rock that cut across the sky in the direction of the sandstorm.
"Thank you for your help."
The figure who flew into the air again said with a smile, and then arrived at the top of the floating dream in the air before the giant rock behind him hit the ground: "Otherwise..."
"I can't catch a flying guy like you."
Bang!
The heartbreaking sound of fists entering flesh rose above the edge of the arena, causing everyone who heard the sound to rub their noses involuntarily, but the scream of a certain magician that followed,
Finally, he suddenly disappeared with the miserable sound of being slapped on the ground.
This chapter has been completed!