Threads of pale electric flowers wrapped around the palm of the knife, like a layer of fluff, but they could penetrate directly into the enemy's body, causing people to be physically and mentally paralyzed. But at this moment, Naga concentrated his fist and swung it straight out.
It turned out to be a ball of bright white lightning.
"kindness?"
Ronnie was slightly suspicious and stabbed harder with the knife.
A dazzling light flashed, and Beamon and Naga, whose palms and fists were intersecting, shuddered at the same time, as if they were both shocked by strong electricity.
But in the blink of an eye, the knight of the Summer Palace had recovered first. I saw another phantom emerging, and where it solidified again, Ronnie's claws made a sharp slash, piercing Tchaikov's head from top to bottom, trying to defeat him in one fell swoop.
The leader of the opponent. Although Naga was a little slower, his two punches, one ice and one fire, came first and crossed to meet him. At the same time, a snake's tail thrust straight upward from behind, but in turn, it attacked the Summer Palace Knight front and back.
"ha!"
With a loud laugh, Ronnie's claws once again faced off with Tchaikov. Naga's fists of ice and fire instantly burst out with torrents of fire and severe cold, catching the Summer Palace knight by surprise. Although he was injured,
Slightly but in a state of chaos, he was immediately hit hard by the incoming snake's tail and flew out like a top.
"pretty!"
Guderian off the court saw Tchaikov retreating from the enemy and immediately roared excitedly.
But before the dwarf could speak loudly, the Summer Palace knight who had been thrown out disappeared in mid-air. Naga immediately knew something was wrong, and when he turned around again, a silent knee shadow had hit him from the side and behind.
on the back.
"boom!"
The thunderous sound was deafening, and Tchaikov's huge body was knocked into the air by Ronnie.
"good!"
At the same time, many warriors in the Beamon camp opposite the arena also applauded crazily.
And before Naga could stabilize his figure, another line of phantoms made a clever arc from the outside, and then solidified in the blind spot of Tchaikov's perspective. The claw lightning flashed, and a wind claw that far surpassed the previous one suddenly exploded.
Immediately, Naga's half body was surrounded by violent claw shadows, and he was hit countless times like a banana in the rain. A thunderbolt of lightning suddenly fell from the void, hitting Tchaikov's head.
"Ronnie seems to have improved again. This wind and lightning claw has the flavor of wind and thunder." In the audience, Ekaterina gave a rare compliment, while the werewolf Grand Duke on the side also smiled silently.
"It is said that the knights of the Summer Palace can inherit some of the powers of the Thunderbird. Today I saw that the rumors are indeed true." Seeing Tchaikov being hit by a magic thunderbolt, Moriarty sighed in surprise, but was not worried at all.
color.
Sure enough, Naga, who has a high level of physical magic resistance, was just stunned by the lightning, but then he started to laugh ferociously. Four elemental fists came out in all directions, driving the four colors of red, blue, green and white in the air.
The magic halo shone together and immediately broke through the heavy claw shadows surrounding him.
"good!"
The Summer Palace Knight shouted with satisfaction. He directly dispersed the claw wind, then used his straight arm as a spear to break a gap in the four-color fist shadow, and once again directly attacked the opponent's heart. But for some reason, Luo
Ni Qianben's right arm actually showed a cold, pale golden color, as if it were indestructible.
Golden Wolf Arm Gun!
The high-level secret skill of the Midamoah family is formed by condensing the power of the ancestral wolf god. After practicing to a great extent, the arm gun can be used as the fang of the wolf and penetrate the dragon scale.
"snort!"
Naga has a strong personality and just turns a blind eye to the Golden Wolf Arm Gun. Instead, he kills him with two "prosthetic fists" and hits the Summer Palace Knight's heart together. "+2 Pierce", "+2 Split", plus
With the "+2 tearing wound" hidden on his body, Tchaikov is confident that even if both sides are injured, his magic weapon can definitely hit the opponent hard with one blow.
Sure enough, like a high-level berserker's battlefield intuition, Ronnie immediately sensed a huge threat from Naga's punch, and retreated directly, turning into illusory images and retreating away.
But this time, Chaikov didn't seem to intend to let his opponent retreat easily.
A swaying white feather suddenly flashed out from the snake armor, and in an instant, it turned into countless mini white wings surrounding Naga. At the same time, Tchaikov stretched forward, with much higher agility than before.
He rushed forward instantly and unexpectedly hit Ronnie with a flaming punch.
The flames surged, and the knight of Summer Palace let out a low groan. He was actually injured, and his electric figure could not help but slow down.
"Speed-increasing suit!?"
Seeing that Tchaikov suddenly increased his speed and caught Ronnie off guard, Ekaterina couldn't help but take a step forward and whispered. Compared with the "loyal dwarf" with its own second-level healing skill just now, it can give the warrior "speed +1"
The "six-armed walker" surprised the female werewolf even more, and then there was a certain fiery light in her eyes.
After being hit by a punch, the unforgiving Naga chased after him without hesitation. The four-series fist armor was fully fired, and Ronnie was stunned to be enveloped in a rain of magic punches. Until the Summer Palace Knight
Roaring in anger, Ronnie used a series of extremely sharp high-level bloodthirsty claws to injure Tchaikov and force him to retreat, and then broke out of the opponent's attack circle. But at the same time, Ronnie himself also had blood on the corners of his lips, obviously self-inflicted.
Not light.
"Your Majesty the Duke, we accept defeat in this battle." At this time, Moriarty suddenly interrupted the fight in the arena, then bowed to Metamoya and said: "Count Ronnie is aboveboard and unwilling to
Summoning the thunderbird mount, from this point of view, we have already lost. After the fight just now, the two high-level warriors should be said to be evenly matched, and it is difficult to tell the winner. If we insist on continuing, I am afraid that both sides will suffer. On the contrary,
That’s not good. Therefore, we can count this game as a loss.”
"Haha, you feel sorry for your followers, but it seems that I don't care about the life and death of my son." The werewolf Grand Duke glanced at Moriarty and also smiled: "But since Ronnie just voluntarily did not want Thunderbird to participate in the war, you don't have to do it because of it.
I don’t mind. Let’s just call this game a ‘tie’.”
"Yes, Your Majesty the Duke is elegant and magnanimous. He is really a role model for the younger generation." The werewolf Grand Duke was really grand and he pushed out the half-percent red copper mine equity without any care. This alone can make people admire him.
"You are very good. I hope we can have a real good fight next time!" Although he was still unwilling to give up, the Duke's father spoke and Ronnie could only retreat from the arena.
"Ha, next time you want to fight, just ride on the Thunderbird, otherwise it will make you feel uncomfortable whether you win or lose!" Tchaikov laughed directly.
"Okay! It's refreshing!" Naga's statement made the Summer Palace Knight appetize and burst into laughter.
In this way, after two battles, Moriarty won one and drew one, holding a total of "25%" of the copper mine equity, which can be said to have basically guaranteed capital.
"I will play directly in the next game. Duke, who will you send?" After passing the healing potion to Tchaikov, Moriarty walked directly onto the arena. Naga and the dwarf immediately watched nervously.
On stage, his demeanor was much more serious and vigilant than when he was on stage.
"Your opponent is me. Long time no see, human mage!"
Before Duke Mitamoya could even speak, Ekaterina had already stepped onto the arena on her own. When she saw the female werewolf suddenly "recommended herself to join the arena," whether it was Ronnie who had just left the arena or her sister Maggo opposite.
Li Te was shocked. On the contrary, the werewolf Grand Duke's expression remained calm, as if he had expected his eldest daughter's initiative to challenge him.
"Dear scepter shaman, I hope you'd better retreat." Looking at Ekaterina holding the golden wolf scepter, Moriarty's expression quickly turned cold. Among all the people present, he was the only one who said:
The female werewolf in front of her was filled with hatred.
"Why?" The scepter shaman smiled as if he had not seen the other party's hostile coldness.
"There are no swords in this arena, and I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back on you... so in order to avoid causing unpleasant disputes, it's better not to fight." After saying this, Moriarty turned to Midamoah.
He said: "Your Majesty, please restrain your daughter."
"Haha, now that I'm standing in the sacred arena, no one can force me to go down!" Yekaterina shouted coldly, and the power of the scepter shaman was undoubtedly revealed.
"Indeed. In Krolod, gladiatorial combat is a sacred sacrifice to the God of War. If one of the parties does not want to end, no one can force him to leave unless he dies in the battle." At this time, the werewolf grand duke also nodded.
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"Okay, I respect your country's tradition. So, it's okay if I admit defeat directly?" Moriarty also sneered and prepared to step down on his own.
White's hatred is a rare "big hatred" after Moriarty came to this world. If he didn't meet, it would be fine, but if he really fights on the battlefield, even with his self-control, he can't guarantee whether it will happen for a while.
Sex will completely kill the female werewolf. But this is really the case. Not only is Margaret difficult to explain, she even has to form a deadly feud with the Midamoah family, thus completely breaking the original strategic layout. It can be described as a "lose-lose"
.
"Oh? You want to admit defeat? This is not what a man would do!" Seeing that the other party was so single, Ekaterina smiled interestingly.
However, Moriarty ignored him at all and turned around and left.
"So, what if I add this bet?" Seeing that the mage was about to step down, the female werewolf stared hard, shouted loudly, and raised one hand at the same time: "Pearl of Hydra!"
"Pearl of Hydra!?"
Moriarty stopped abruptly, turned around and stared hard at the Scepter Shaman's palm. He could see that between his slender left fingers, he was really holding a round bead glowing with light pink fluorescence.
"How is it? Do you want it?" Seeing that she had successfully attracted the other party's attention, Ekaterina smiled successfully.
"What are your conditions?"
Moriarty frowned, took a deep breath, and asked coldly.
"It's nothing. This third battle will be fought directly by you and me. However, on the basis of the original 10% of the shares, we will add another bet. What I bet on is this rare 'Pearl of Hydra'!"
"Then what do you want?"
"Magic suit! I want you to make me a magic suit that can enhance my mental power!" The female werewolf waved her wolf-headed scepter as if she was determined to win. (To be continued...)
ps: Two chapters are missing, please fill them in later.
