In the first game of the first group of the knockout rounds, Silver Wolf Bedivere faced off against Great Mage Logan.
The transport boat arrived at the top of one of the stone pillars and stopped. The top of the stone pillar was large and flat. It was a huge circular arena, perfect for a life-or-death battle.
The werewolf jumped off the transport boat. When he got off the boat, he saw Logan taking out the bracelet and putting it on.
Once the bracelet was put on, the Great Master began to recite:
"[Time], what is it?
If no one cares about it, I can understand it deeply by myself.
If someone asks for advice, I want to know Zen, but I am speechless."
"...Augustine?" the werewolf replied in confusion.
"Oh, do you know Augustine?" Logan smiled and said, "He is obviously an orc, but he knows a lot about human history."
"I have been in France and Great Britain before." Bedivere grabbed the tungsten turtle tongue whip in one hand and the composite shield crossbow in the other hand, guarding it carefully. Logan can use the spell to stop time, and the werewolf did not dare to neglect it at all.
I'm afraid I'll be killed instantly if I'm not careful.
"Great Britain? Okay, okay." Logan muttered to himself as if he was a bit senile: "The more you know and the more open-minded you are, the better we can talk."
"Dialogue? I'm not here to talk to you. Let's start the fight!" the werewolf said angrily. But he didn't dare to rush forward and attack his opponent, fearing that Logan's [Time Stop] magic would have an impact if he got close.
Hit.
"[Start the battle soon]?" The mage smiled: "No. Our battle has actually begun!"
"Varied---"
Snap!!------The sound of blood spilling attracted Bediwell's attention. The blood fell five yards away from Bediwell, and at the same time, Bediwell's neck also fell.
Suddenly there is an extra hole!
"Woo!" The severe pain caused the werewolf to cover the wound subconsciously. Fortunately, the wound was not deep and did not cut off the main artery in the werewolf's neck. It should have been that Logan used the tip of his sword to cut Bediwell's right clavicle, diagonally on the ground.
Cut, a scratch dragged between the werewolf's collarbone and neck!
"Damn it, my hand slipped and missed." The old man smacked his lips: "Are you okay? You won't die like this, right?"
"I...it's okay..." Bedivere looked at the long sword in his opponent's hand.
The long sword seemed to be unusually long, three times longer than an ordinary long sword, and very slender. The tip of the sword was stained with Bedivere's blood, although it was only an inconspicuous bit.
What a dangerous long sword!
Wait. Maybe not?
Although it looks deadly, this long sword is actually unenchanted ordinary iron, just sharpened! Fortunately, it will be deflected by the werewolf's hair------The wolf on Bedivere's body
The hair is equipped with weak photons, which can slightly deflect attacks, as long as the attack is not strong!
Otherwise, the blow just now may have cut through the main artery of the werewolf's neck, causing the werewolf to bleed profusely and make him unable to fight anymore!
That's definitely not a powerful weapon. Because Logan doesn't need a powerful weapon at all!
If he could move around in a world where time stopped and ravage immobile opponents at will, then it would be equally deadly no matter whether he used a sword or a needle.
Bedivere's eyes widened and he fell into deep despair. Logan's time-stopping magic had no scope, or maybe its scope of influence was very large! Bedivere was twenty yards away from Logan just now.
But he was still affected by the time-stopping magic, and was stabbed while unable to move!
If Logan had just killed the killer and pierced Bedivere's heart with a sword, the werewolf would have had no chance of winning!
Definitely lose!?
"...Why don't you kill me?" The werewolf asked unwillingly: "Are you trying to play with me and make me lose this duel in despair?!"
"God knows." Logan did not directly respond to Bedivere's question: "Guess for yourself, kid."
Logan raised his sword again, preparing for the next attack. Bedivere's eyes widened and he watched his opponent's movements carefully. Even if he was to be defeated, he didn't want to lose in vain!
At that moment, the werewolf saw it!!
It's a needle! A tiny needle pierced out of Logan's mysterious silver bracelet and pierced Logan's other wrist! That thing injected something into Logan's wrist!!
It's coming! The werewolf used the tungsten turtle tongue whip to set up a circle of defense around himself, and at the same time raised the small shield of the crossbow to protect the front, hoping that he would not be attacked before the magic stopped in the next time.
Opponent knocked down!
Whoosh! In just a flash, Bedivere received another blow!
Snap! The werewolf's blood fell to the ground again, and then Bedivere came back to his senses and felt pain. This time it was his right shoulder that was hit! A wound about two inches deep was left on his shoulder!
"I originally planned to chop off your arm...or was it too shallow?" Logan said coldly. Before and after the attack, he almost stood still, but the dust from the ground
Judging from his trajectory, he did move a long distance, slashed Bediwell, and then returned to the same place.
"Damn..." The werewolf covered the wound on his right shoulder, temporarily stopping its bleeding.
No. It's useless to defend all the time. Logan can move in a world where time has stopped. Even if he raises his shield to block, this guy can easily bypass the shield and cut Bedivere behind the shield. We must find a way.
Impede Logan's movements and create obstacles that he can't easily bypass!
Bediwell put away his shield and crossbow, quickly drew out the Luna Steel Scimitar, and pulled the trigger!
Snap!! The scimitar sprayed out medical gel from the plug-in system, forming a circle around Bediwell! The werewolf simultaneously pulled the other trigger, and the frozen ice mist sprayed fixed the gel that had not yet hit the ground.
An ice wall! This is similar to the medical gel protective shield Tristan made yesterday. Although it is much more fragile than the latter, it cannot completely seal Bediwell within the protective shield!
But this will definitely slow down the opponent's attack, at least making it less easy for the mage to hit the werewolf! Logan's long sword is not enchanted, so its cutting ability must not be high. Can it cut through this hard and tough gel wall?
It’s still an unknown number!
"Haha! I have an idea!" Logan raised his sword again, gently pressed a mechanism in his silver bracelet, and a silver needle popped out of the bracelet and pierced his hand!
Whoosh!! Another flash!
Blah blah blah! ------The next thing Bediwell saw was the scene of Logan hitting the ice wall and the werewolf flying! Logan did not use his sword to kill people, but used his fists
Smash the ice wall! Frozen blocks of medical gel hit Bediwell one after another, knocking the werewolf away!!
Bedivere spit out a mouthful of blood before landing. And this move! This old man is so strong that he can knock people down with just his fists. The sword is just a spare!
Pound! He fell heavily! The medical gel block almost landed with Bediwell, making a crackling sound on the ground!
Huh? That’s a little strange...why is it like this?
Bedivere had no time to think. He raised his scimitar and sprayed out the gel protection again, because Logan also pricked himself with the silver needle on the bracelet!
Whoosh! Another flash! Everyone was stunned in front of the werewolf, and Logan's heavy fist hit Bedivere's face hatefully! The werewolf youth was knocked away again!!
It’s not over yet! Logan rushed up to chase! Bedivere felt something bad, and tightened his tungsten turtle tongue whip body protection. The whip circled around him, just in time to catch the chasing Logan’s fist.
!!
The opponent is just flesh and blood. If he is hit by the whip in this situation, the fist will split the skin and flesh, and crush the bones! Logan also saw something wrong and stabbed himself again with the bracelet!
Whoosh! Logan's whole body disappeared! As soon as Bediwell landed, he saw Logan hiding ten yards away, unscathed! Logan stopped time the moment before he was hit by the tungsten turtle tongue whip,
Escaped from the crisis! The whip was also immobilized. It was stagnant in mid-air and did not hit the old man!
This old man can stop time. Not only can he instantly launch fatal attacks on his opponents, but he can also instantly escape from situations that are unfavorable to him! Everything happens in the stopped time! Everything happens in the time that he has alone!
As long as he can stop time, no matter whether it is offense or defense, this guy will have no flaws!! But Bedivere can only be beaten one-sided!!
Isn’t this guy Logan completely invincible?!
Bedivere fell into deep despair--how on earth can he defeat such a terrifying opponent?!
"Very good reaction speed!" Logan looked at Bedivere's whip and praised: "Is that whip controlled by the brain? Well, it must be. This is the only one that can explain the rapid response measures just now.
"
"Absolutely." Bedivere wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and responded coldly. His whip relies on the discharge organ of his left arm prosthesis, and the mithril prosthesis on his left arm is indeed brain-controlled, so
The whip is basically the same as brain control, and can respond to the user's requests at a reaction speed infinitely close to the speed of light.
The werewolf's head was still dizzy, and he had received a really heavy punch. If it hadn't been for the tungsten turtle tongue whip that blocked the blow just now, Bediwell might have been knocked unconscious by Logan's heavier fist.
Personnel, lost the game directly!
However, it is of no use!
All the struggles of the werewolf youth are just to delay time and postpone the inevitable failure as late as possible!
The great wizard Logan is indeed very powerful. He can control time! He is invincible! As long as he keeps performing the magic of time control, Bedivere will never be able to defeat this heaven-defying old man!
Bedivere has lost!
However, at this moment, the great mage took out a package of strange things from his pocket and swallowed it in a big gulp, almost greedily.
Sha la la la la la la! White crystal powder sprinkled from the old man's chin covered with white beard.
Bedivere's eyes widened and he looked at the thing in the old man's hand in disbelief.