"That, that..."
On one side of the arena, a young gangster who suddenly sensed some kind of terrifying aura shrank his neck. The sinister expression on his lips that was originally twitching because of the provocation from the Devil's Paradise gradually subsided as time went by:
"Should we go together?"
"...I need to rest." Lost Dream, who had been bandaged by him just now and was covered in bruises, replied calmly: "If you want to go up... you better go up first."
"That's not what I mean, I mean..." Quietly pointing to the blue-haired woman next to him, Aniu said cautiously: "Even if it's not for the sake of victory, at least I should have let out this bad breath."
"...I'm sorry, I can't understand your thoughts."
The bald man, half of his face covered by a bandage, spoke in the same calm tone as always: "In my philosophy, fighting will controlled by mood... is a very undesirable choice."
"Really? Hahahaha..."
The young gangster who scratched the back of his head laughed twice, as if he didn't intend to say anything more on this issue. However, the buttocks that were sitting there involuntarily moved two points to the side, as if they wanted to get away from the person who was radiating
The blue-haired woman with boundless resentment was further away. As if due to the same arrogance in Devil's Paradise, the players and spectators around the arena also began to cheer for the two Duan Qing opponents who had been eliminated. However, this time
The murmurings at the time and the intense anger seemed to have nothing to do with the two opponents in the field: "What..."
"You actually chose that little girl from the Chu family as your partner." She muttered angrily, "It's so sad."
boom!
A dull sound bloomed in the center of the arena. It was the sound of Duan Qing's thrusting sword being blocked by some kind of protective magic. The wall made of air seemed to be very hard, and Duan Qing and his sword collapsed together.
Arriving in the direction he rushed from before, Mephisto, who was holding one hand on the side of the air wall, let out a burst of triumphant laughter, waved his staff and threw out a dark ball of light, and then dodged it when Duan Qing dodged it.
, and calmly retreated behind Baili Duyou: "This is a meeting gift, on the road to the green mountains!"
"You don't have to be so polite, we have met once before." Looking at the ground behind him that was penetrated by the ball of light, Duan Qing turned around with a corner of his mouth: "For the sake of fairness, even the people fighting against me are specially chosen by me.
Selected…”
"Don't think that because you killed me inexplicably last time, it will change your fate this time!" Mephisto raised his staff high, and then shined a dark light on Duan Qing: "You guys don't know how to change your fate this time!"
There's no way to break my spell!"
"...The only person who took action last time was Qingshan."
The long sword with an icy aura broke through everyone's field of vision, and as the figure of the snow spirit phantom ice flashed across Duan Qing's side, he then took the dagger of the assassin who had just disappeared into the air a moment ago,
Blocking his long sword: "This time it will be different."
"Ha...of course."
Taking two steps back, the bent Baili Duyou seemed to have given up the opportunity to attack, and then disappeared once again while wiping the invisible dagger: "This time... no one will see you again.
There is a chance to hide and seek with us."
"Narrow caves are not conducive to group combat... This is an indisputable fact." Duan Qing, who picked up his dagger, ignored the assassin's disappearance and ran in the direction of Mephisto: "But the sneak attack tactic is just
It is suitable for situations where fewer people fight more, and now it is two against two..."
"If the numbers are equal, why should we be afraid of you?"
The black sword edge cut through the air with his forward thrust, faintly emitting a frightening light, and then with the eardrum-painful vibration, a sword stabbed Mephisto's chest, and...
The same violent collision sounded in everyone's ears again, and the scene of Duan Qing being knocked away again echoed around the arena, and the disdainful laughter from Mephisto also followed.
Sounded around others: "It's useless. The 'Wind Shell' on me is a product from the ancient magic empire. Once it takes effect, it will repel any object from passing through its domain! This is what I learned from last time."
After the death lesson, this is a one-time prop specially prepared for you. As long as you can't get close to me...what will it matter no matter how powerful your swordsmanship is?"
"Just watch your impending death, and then...kneel down and beg for mercy!" He laughed and shook the scepter in his hand: "But this time, your loss is not just one relic!
"
"Slowing spell! Curse of power!"
As the dim light continued to flash, several obvious magical effects appeared on Duan Qing's body again, and his movements became more and more powerless as these magics took effect. The magic weapon from Xue Ling Huan Bing's hand
The magic sword then cut through the air in front of Duan Qing, forming an irregular and gorgeous ice wall. While blocking the assassins who burst in from the dark, it also completely blocked the line of sight between Mephisto and Duan Qing.
The barrier opened: "...how long will it last?"
"At least thirty seconds, it took that long last time." Duan Qing replied helplessly: "I don't know if he can cast these torturous magic on multiple people at the same time... Otherwise, it will be difficult to handle.
"
"...I'll give it a try." Xue Ling Huan Bing lowered her eyebrows: "At least I can break down their tactics."
"Don't use brute force, how about a little cooperation?" Duan Qing looked at the opponent sideways: "At least we should formulate a good strategy."
"...Then you say it."
Pulling out another ice spike from his waist, Xueling Huanbing's eyes kept patrolling the area behind the ice wall: "But it's best to be faster."
"Well, our tactics..." Duan Qing, who was surrounded by countless dark lights, crossed his arms and pinched his chin with his fingers: "Since they chose to put these negative magics on my head, then the first target
It must be me, so I will delay the time, and you can just deal with one of them. Considering the assassin's profession... you'd better go to Mephisto, and I'll be responsible for killing the other one.
Pull away to prevent them from suddenly turning violent... uh."
"...How is this different from what I wanted to do before?"
Looking back at Duan Qing's face with shameful eyes, Xue Ling Huan Bing said angrily, then sighed slightly and raised his swords: "I actually listened to another piece of nonsense..."
"Ah hahaha, don't you believe in your ability?" Duan Qing replied with a smile: "And you are a magic swordsman, maybe you can break the opponent's protective shield..."
"I will find a way to solve that protective magic, so you don't have to worry about it."
With a wave of his hand, the arc-shaped ice wall dispersed into the air, and Xueling Huanbing dashed forward: "It's you..."
"Can you withstand that assassin's attack now?"
"I believe you so much, but you don't believe me so much..."
Looking at the back of the woman running forward, Duan Qing curled his lips and muttered in a low voice, then raised his slow arms and used a strange movement to block the invisible dagger that suddenly appeared in front of his eyes: "Is it possible that in front of you?
In your eyes, do I just have a relatively high strength value?"
"Hmph... just hanging on for a breath."
The invisible dagger glowing with golden light and the black dagger rubbed in the air, creating a long string of sparks, and then disappeared as the two people retreated at the same time. The assassin who stared at his opponent then made a double-footed stance.
With a movement, he started running again. I don't know whether it was due to the special effects of the equipment or the speed of the opponent, but the figure of the assassin once again became more and more blurred, while Duan Qing, who behaved like an old man, was
Without even looking at the assassin, he said: "Don't think that if your movements slow down, you won't have to fight. To deal with guys of your level..."
"Slow motion can also be easily handled."
He leaned a little, using the posture of an old man dancing with a sword to block another sneak attack from a certain direction. The slow sword in his hand then picked and pressed, knocking out the assassin who had just wanted to retreat.
Duan Qing, who staggered and still had his eyes closed, then took a step forward, reached out and grabbed the opponent's arm, then twisted around, twisting the assassin's counterattack and sending it far away. It seemed that he was affected by the strange behavior of the opponent before.
The sprain injured the joint. Baili Duyou, who was squatting on the ground, stretched out his hand to cover his elbow. The eyes that were originally looking at Duan Qing began to show more and more hatred. He shouted loudly, and his body
It stabbed towards Duan Qing like a cannonball, and then as the opponent's turning movement became more and more elegant, he was secretly kicked on the leg bone of his calf.
"This is……"
Amidst the friction of the assassin who fell to the ground due to losing his balance, the angry madman beside the arena raised his eyebrows and stood up: "Tai Chi sword?"
"Such a slow sword movement...is indeed in line with his current situation." Yun Jingbu beside him responded in a low voice: "But...this anti-joint technique shouldn't be used for Tai Chi swords, right?"
"Rather than saying that he added a little bit of his own modifications, it's better to say that he used two different techniques." Phoenix Tianwang, who was holding the spear, also said: "Those moves... should be the Bai family's fighting skills.
?”
"Can you use White Wolf's suit with nothing?" The fat mage named Immortal Star Soul exclaimed in a low voice: "Wow, isn't he a legendary martial artist?"
"Or maybe it's a hardcore player."
Looking at Duan Qing standing in the field with a sword on his back, the voice of the angry madman became deeper and deeper: "Such skills and experience..."
"Even if you have a legendary weapon, that person who travels hundreds of miles alone... probably can't handle it, right?"
"Death stare!"
The assassin who got up in embarrassment showed the anger after being humiliated on his face, and then he shouted and used his trump card. The fundamental reason why the opponent with various negative states could still defeat him seemed not to be this.
At that time, he was able to think clearly: "You bastard! You have always looked great since you were in Novice Village..."
"Novice Village?" Duan Qing, who was still showing off, asked in surprise: "Have we met in Novice Village?"
"Hmph, it seems you have really forgotten." Baili Duyou lowered his head and hid the anger in his eyes in the shadows: "But it doesn't matter, you will remember my name soon..."
"...You don't think you can defeat me now, do you?" Looking back at the huge ice flowers rising again not far away, Duan Qing withdrew his dagger: "Recognize the reality, young man, with just one
A legendary weapon... is not enough to deal with a real master."
"...Do you really think these are the only cards I have?"
The invisible dagger in his hand began to tremble incessantly. Baili Duyou stared closely at the enemy in front of him, as if Duan Qing was the only figure left in this gloomy world: "Humph..."
You couldn't be more wrong."
"Before I became an assassin, I was also a standard swordsman." He leaned down and disappeared again: "Now let me see... the power of a combat assassin!"
"Shadowless Step!"
Several heavy stomping sounds were heard in his ears. Duan Qing's eyes quickly turned around on the surrounding land, and then he raised his dagger, accurately blocking the one who appeared at the end of Baili Duyou.
In the direction of the attack, due to the presence of the death mark, the force was even more difficult to withstand. Duan Qing reluctantly reached out and grabbed the opponent's arm, but the invisible dagger that stretched out immediately drew out a series of rapid afterimages, forcing
Get rid of Duan Qing's control: "Shadowless Sword!"
"Turn around and stab!"
"Whirlwind!"
"Blade Wind!"
The clanking sounds continued to appear around the two people as Baili Duyou fought hard, creating a one-sided situation for a while, although this series of attacks did not have any impact on Duan Qing, who was fully defending.
It caused too much damage, but it was enough to completely suppress the slow-moving man. He tried his best to wave the round sword and kept retreating, trying to drag through the strongest wave of attacks that the death gaze took effect.
, however, at the moment when the effect was about to end, the advancing combat assassin suddenly stopped and held the handle of the dagger with both hands: "Azrit, give me your power -"
"Blade Flurry!"
The sound of increasingly fierce metal collisions mixed with several streaks of flying blood appeared in the center of the arena at the same time, and then stopped abruptly as Duan Qing's flying figure appeared. It seemed that he did not expect that he would be defeated head-on. The figure flew away.
The distance he went out was also a bit farther than the onlookers imagined. Baili Duyou, who finally succeeded, let out a ferocious laugh and rushed towards the place where the opponent fell. It seemed that he did not intend to give up because of his previous attitude.
This is the chance to get revenge: "Hahahahaha! The feeling of failure is like..."
His voice stagnated, and the figure that had disappeared appeared again in the middle of the road, because the cold sword energy emanating there had wrapped around him: "This guy's brain is a little hot, let him calm down first.
Just give it a try."
"...Substitution."
In the increasingly blurry battlefield, Duan Qing, half lying on the ground, whispered to Xue Ling Huan Bing, who came to rescue him, and then hid the smile that appeared on his face in the gradually rising ice mist.
This chapter has been completed!