Chapter 1557 The ultimate battle on the battlefield one
Chapter 1557: A decisive battle on the battlefield (1)
Poison Master Bete's expression suddenly turned ugly: "You... how could it be...!"
"Do you think you can win without a fight by trapping me in a police station with a trick?" Palamedes grinned and pointed at his opponent: "Unfortunately, I have a friend who helped me and asked me to leave five minutes early.
The situation has been released. From the police station in Cairo to the stadium, five minutes is more than enough for me!"
"Hmph." Poison Master Bete didn't say anything, he just snorted.
"Ahem, be quiet! Don't ask me to repeat it a third time!" Kador continued to try to control the situation. However, in addition to those who actually participated in the exam, there were many reporters and media, and there were even people who were allowed to come to the scene to watch the game. These
People were in an uproar after seeing the black-gold eagle, and the situation was not easy to control. It wasn't until the black-gold eagle gave Palamedes a disgusted look, and then flew away quickly, that the situation was finally controlled.
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"Ahem!" Kador then hummed: "So, are all the candidates for this competition here? Except for the magic swordsman Solar?"
"I've always been here." At this time, a man wearing a tightly wrapped black robe suddenly spoke.
"Huh?" Everyone then turned their attention to the mysterious man in black robe.
"Mr. Solar!" Elaine rushed over happily.
However, Solar stretched out a hand to signal the White Bear Man not to come closer. Although he did not show his face, the one on his wrist was indeed Solar's demon-sealing bracelet--at least the recognition signal from the bracelet
The signal is this.
"Well, okay." Kador didn't say anything more: "All candidates participating in the competition, please get to your seats, the competition is about to begin!"
There are also twelve transport boats on the deck, ready to go, ready to transport the twelve pairs of candidates participating in today's competition to various competition venues in the Stone Pillar Forest of the Red Sea.
"Well, let's meet again after the competition." Albert mounted the Bediville Iron Cavalry and stepped on the accelerator, taking off in a very impressive manner.
"Don't damage my cavalry." The werewolf youth had a long face. He had a bad feeling.
"Hahaha...I'll try my best..." Albert said with a smile. He was going to drive this iron cavalry to fight against the highly modified black iron cavalry of Doha, the dragon knight. The battle was so fierce and he didn't want to damage the iron cavalry unless
A miracle happens.
Bedivere rolled his eyes at Tiger and was too lazy to chatter any more. He walked onto the transport boat and headed towards his own arena.
"Hey, little furball." Of course, that guy Bereld was also on the transport boat, and he seemed to talk to Bedivere very familiarly as soon as they met: "I've given you one night, you have
Didn’t you think of any strategy to defeat me?"
Bedivere didn't say anything. Of course he had a strategy, and Bedivere's preparation time was actually not one night, but a month. It would definitely shock this damn bald man.
"I heard that guy Logan accepted you as his apprentice. Did he teach you any strange spells?" Seeing that Bedivere didn't speak, the gladiator continued to talk to himself: "Anyway, I don't care about Luo Gen."
No matter what weird magic the old man taught you, you will never be able to defeat me, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha------"
We'll see. Bedivere was secretly amused.
The battle begins, the third match of the first group, between the werewolf Bediwell and the gladiator Bereld.
As soon as he came on stage, Bereld raised a large shield and held a photon stabbing sword with a length of four feet in his other hand. His motive was very obvious, which was to use his ability to use the mind's eye.
Take advantage and play defensive counterattack.
The defensive area of the large shield is huge, with almost no blind spots. Moreover, as soon as Bediwell attacks, Bediwell, who is proficient in mind-sighting skills, will immediately notice the intention and trajectory of the attack, so no matter which side the attack is launched from
, Gladiators can easily defend against attacks.
In addition, the stabbing sword is very suitable for use with a shield. After blocking, you can raise the sword to stab the opponent without removing the shield. This also means that Bereld can stab the opponent with absolutely zero risk.
Counterattack against Bediwell, catching the attacking werewolf by surprise. Originally, if Bereld had just started fighting Bediwell and was not familiar with the werewolf's routines, this strategy would still have a small amount of risk.
.But Bediwell had already played a practice match with Bereld on the deck of the British battleship yesterday, and the werewolf youth's routines have probably been thoroughly understood, which means that Bediwell can even use the last bit.
The method of shocking the opponent has been lost.
"So the practice match you played with me yesterday also had another purpose. It's so insidious." After seeing through everything, Bedivere couldn't help but sneer.
"It's almost like that." Bereld also observed Bediwell's every move from a distance, and sneered: "But can you blame me? If you blame me, blame yourself for being too impulsive. Just a little provocation, and you immediately get excited.
You want to compete with me. In short, you are too young, little fur ball."
Veins sprouted from Bedivere's forehead. This was the third time this afternoon that he would be so irritated by others. [Too impulsive and prone to anger], maybe this matter is really a problem for Bedivere.
What about the shortcomings?
However, Bedivere still held back and sneered at the corners of his mouth. Bereld thought that he had figured out Bedivere's action pattern just from last night's so-called practice. That idea itself was completely wrong.
Today, Bediwell is not holding a heavy sword for practice, but a black moon steel scimitar in one hand, and a tungsten turtle tongue whip in the other hand. As long as the weapons are different, the moves used in battle are also completely different.
It's different, not to mention that Bediwell has been practicing for another month in the world nine hundred years later, and his fighting style has become very different from "last night".
As long as the gladiator Bereld does not know this fact, this battle will be beneficial to Bedivere. However, Bereld's damn mind trick is still very difficult to deal with. As soon as Bedivere starts attacking,
will be seen through. And the more he fights, the more disadvantageous it will be to Bedivere, because his attack routine will gradually become familiar to his opponents.
Therefore, at this time, we can only fight quickly and use quick attacks that even Bereld can't react to catch the gladiator off guard.
Bediwell took out some rosin powder from his pocket, and while his opponent was still keeping a distance from him and on guard, he quickly smeared it on his Black Moon Godsteel Scimitar. This time, Seglade prepared it for Bedivere.
There are three types of rosin powder: thunder, fire and freezing. Bediwell has not actually tested the effect of these rosin powders. To be honest, I don’t have much expectations for them. But applying powder can increase the attack power of the weapon.
, it’s definitely not a bad idea to do so.
And he was very clever. He smeared the scimitar with lightning rosin as soon as he came up. The slightly sticky rosin powder was absorbed by the blade like magnet particles, exploded under the impact, and began to take effect, bursting out with dazzling golden lightning.
"Oh?" Bereld looked at the light of thunder and lightning and snorted: "An interesting little trick."
"It will be more interesting when this actually hits you, damn bald man." Bedivere also snorted coldly.
Then he rushed forward to attack without thinking, raised his scimitar and struck it down on his opponent's shield.
Boom! However, that big shield was excellent. Not only was it thick, but it was also deeply enchanted. It was able to withstand the attack of Bedivere's Luna Steel Scimitar, leaving only a shallow gash!
You must know that the Luna Steel Scimitar is actually compressed from a huge mass of magnesium-aluminum alloy block. This blade looks very light, but its actual volume is dozens of times that of the original. You can imagine it as a stick larger than a human body.
A giant stick even thicker than his waist. After receiving such a strong impact, an ordinary shield would definitely collapse instantly! The big shield in Bereld's hand was only slightly damaged, and the holder's arm was also damaged.
The fact that he hasn't been shocked yet shows that that large shield is also a rare masterpiece!
However, there is a second change in Bedivere's attack.
The power of lightning rosin is already extraordinary, and the black "coating" on the surface of this Black Moon Steel Scimitar is actually [Long Yanxiang], a special paint mixed with borneol and dragon saliva.
, it can store the energy of thunder and lightning rosin. Furthermore, Seglade has also specially adjusted the coating of Longyanxiang to make it store energy in a different way------the rosin does not last for a period of time after it is applied.
It continuously releases energy, but only releases energy at the moment of impact.
Therefore, the Black Moon Shengang scimitar that struck the shield instantly burst out with intense lightning, and struck Bereld's shield like a furious thunder, creating a powerful explosion!
The impact was so great that Bereld could no longer hold up the shield. He leaned back and the arm holding the shield was blown away by the impact, revealing a flaw!
There's an opportunity! The tungsten turtle tongue whip on Bedivere's left arm instantly stabs out like a spear and goes straight to the opponent's right chest!
The tungsten turtle tongue whip, which was originally coiled around the werewolf youth's arm to accumulate power, burst out like a spring that was released from control. Its power can break rocks and walls, easily pierce the human body and create a huge hole in the human body.
Holes are not a problem at all. If this hit hits, it will be an instant kill, and Bereld has already lost his balance and fell backwards due to the collapse of his defense. In this case, no matter how powerful he is, there is probably nothing he can do.
Can you dodge Bedivere's attack?
However, the werewolf youth was still too naive. Bereld, who was falling backwards, sneered, suddenly waved his left hand holding the shield backward, and stabbed forward with his right hand holding the stabbing sword! He relied on the big
The weight and inertia of the shield, as well as the resistance brought by the sword cutting through the air, forced you to adjust your posture when you fell backwards and lost momentum!
As a result, Bedivere's tungsten tortoise-tongue whip grazed under the armpit of Bereld's right arm, leaving only a blood mark, while Bereld's stabbing sword stabbed Bedivere's face.
He almost pierced Bedivere's left eye! If the werewolf hadn't relaxed at the last second, half of his face would have been destroyed by the photon stabbing sword!