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"Carlos, you are very strong. Although I have always known it, I still want to say that you are really strong. You can actually push me to this point. I used to see you being so strong after you left the camp. If you avoid fighting with me, I really underestimate you.
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Seattlek stuck out his tongue, adding to the blood that flowed from the inside of the helmet to the corner of his mouth. From the gap in the eye position of the assault helmet, a pair of eyes were revealed, calm, but mixed with excitement.
At this moment, Seattle Lake may have forgotten the pain of heartache when he was young, and the vow he made at the beginning. It doesn't matter whether he is defeated or undefeated. As long as he exerts his last effort, he can win this game happily. It was a perfect end to the battle for everyone. Whether he won or lost, he had no regrets.
"Now, our lives and physical strength are running out, so..."
He paused, and his expression changed from excitement to fanaticism. It was the look of a crazy gambler who was desperate at the last moment.
"So, take my last move!! Let me tell you, my move is very powerful, even I can't control it myself. You must not die, hahaha——"
Saying this, Seacoat laughed wildly, making his desperate feeling even stronger.
Standing opposite, Si clenched the space blade and the Paladin shield in his hands, slightly flexing his hind legs. The crazier his smile became, the more solemn his expression became. His adventurous intuition filled his heart with a sense of self. There is an unprecedented sense of crisis since this battle.
. There are also adventures that feel weird. Surprisingly, the next move is so powerful. Then why didn't Carlos attack earlier. How to prevent danger before it happens? Although he uses obscene means in ring competitions. Will be looked down upon by everyone. But there is no rule that you have to wait for the other party to make a trick before you start to resist. To be a gentleman is to be pedantic.
Neither is Cass. It's not that he doesn't want to suppress it. But there is a vague intuition in my heart. It's just that I can't suppress Seattle Ke from using the next move.
Seattle is not a fool. Even Carlos can't say he can match his fighting experience. If the next move can be easily used by his own suppression method. Carlos didn't think the other party would chatter for such a long time. The smile on the corner of his mouth peeked out from under the assault helmet. Clearly filled with confidence. Extremely confident. It's not an empty city plan.
In all places&g;. Seattlek slammed the two tomahawks in his hands against each other. Then he took a deep breath, and his entire abdominal cavity doubled in size with this deep breath. It made his body look suddenly grow a lot.
After the impact. Straighten both tomahawks horizontally. The arms are spread out to form a straight line at a 180-degree angle. Then. Seattle Kedi's body is like a top. It spun violently without any acceleration.
The ultimate combat skill of barbarians - whirlwind.
With both hands in hand, the barbarian spreads out the two weapons and spins them like a small tornado. At this time, the barbarian is completely like a super-large meat grinder.
After seeing this scene, I finally understood why Carlos didn't attack in advance to interrupt Seattle's attack. This is because the barbarian's ultimate skill [Tornado] does not require any casting time at all, except in advanced combos, which continue to cause negative effects. When the time comes, it can be displayed immediately at any time and anywhere.
After displaying [Whirlwind], the barbarians are simply invincible. Anyone who wants to attack a barbarian in the [Whirlwind] state must consider how long he can last among the two rapidly rotating huge meat-grinding blades. .
Therefore, the barbarian's [Whirlwind] is a very useful group attack skill, and if it is completely involved in the terrifying sharp blade whirlwind, the total damage caused is simply immeasurable, even stronger than the mage's meteorite. A full Even a high-defense paladin with a high health level dare not say that he can come out alive from the [whirlwind] of a barbarian of the same level.
In addition to this, apart from the wizard's [Teleport], it may be the most convenient escape skill among the seven major professions. Just imagine, even if the barbarian is surrounded by enemies, as long as [Tornado] is released, who dares to step forward to block it? ,you dare? Very good, you go up first and I'll take the back seat.
So usually in this situation, the enemy who finally surrounded the barbarians can only watch the opponent turn into a big top, spinning and spinning, turning into the distance...
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The barbarian's [Tornado] moves very fast, and depending on the strength of the skill, it can form a strong suction force around the whirlwind. Under this suction force, it will be difficult to breathe if it breaks through the stronger Paladins and Druids. , the footsteps are like lead weights, and the weakest mage will even be directly sucked into the cruel meat grinder by this suction force.
Therefore, especially in a place with limited terrain like an arena, even the fastest assassin may not be able to escape the attack range of [Tornado], and it is normal to be hit once or twice.
But the problem is, what Seattlek is facing now is Carlos, a paladin who is faster than an assassin. With his terrifying speed, can [Tornado] really still be effective?
However, before the question in Adventure's heart was answered, a strange scene happened.
Seattlek, who used [Tornado], did not take the opportunity to sweep towards Carlos. Instead, he stayed in place, spinning like a small tornado.
What the hell is going on? Everyone couldn't help but swallow nervously. Of course, they wouldn't think that Seattle Lake was just playing tricks.
Slowly, on the originally calm arena, the grass began to ripple with green waves. The dust gently floated and rotated, gathering towards the same target. Even the big trees swayed slightly, and the leaves above made a rustling sound. .
At first, it was just a tiny sign, so small that even the adventurer could not notice it for a while, but then, as the signs intensified, the green grass that was originally blown by the breeze, rolling up a series of pleasant waves, could no longer bend. , some small gravels on the ground began to gradually float, and the trunks of the big trees tilted slightly.
The look of surprise on Adventure's face seemed to change dramatically with this sign - Seattle's whirlwind was spinning at a speed that could be detected by the naked eye, spinning faster and faster, exceeding the ordinary limit.
"This stupid boy actually dares to use this trick."
When I stared at the originally sunny arena with my eyes wide open, with the whirlwind of Seattle, the climate seemed to have really turned into a tornado with dense clouds, strong winds, and dust all over the sky, like a colorless gray world. , the lamentation of an old drunkard came from beside him.
"Any questions?"
I was surprised by the power of this move, and when I heard the old drunkard's lament, I couldn't help but turn around and ask.
"Use your brain and think about it carefully. If a normal person spins around for a long time, what will happen?"
"I'm going to feel dizzy, but this is still useful."
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I looked at her like she was an idiot, and unexpectedly received an idiot look from her.
"You know and you still ask? Although adventurers have stronger physiques and can turn around for a long time without dizziness, and barbarians, through the [Whirlwind] skill, can obtain hundreds or thousands of times the ability to resist dizziness, there is a limit after all. If you exceed this limit, you will become dizzy like ordinary people."
After a pause, she shook her head as if she was denying what she said before: "No, if you follow Seattle Ke's transformation, I'm afraid it's not as simple as being dizzy, but..."
"But what?" I looked nervously at the old drunkard's conclusion.
"But...well, can you give me an extra bottle of fruit wine?" The old drunkard showed a pitiful look.
"Fuck me, tell me there's not even a bottle." I immediately rolled my eyes.
"Under the super speed, it is very likely that... well, his head may be damaged. This child is already stupid enough. If his head is damaged again, he may become a dementia. "
As if the drunkard couldn't bear to witness it, he covered his face with his hands and sighed.
"It's hard to say that he can't control this move well. It's not a question of whether the control is good or not, but it's completely uncontrollable. It's a lose-lose move. If the enemy is killed, you will become stupid, so why bother."
"Isn't there anything you can do?" I looked at him helplessly. Given the situation, it was hard to imagine that this guy was still in the mood to tease me.
"Let's look at the situation. Si can't let him die. As for Seattle, if he turns stupid, he will turn stupid, and he will be the same." The old drunkard sighed again.
He is the only one missing... I always feel that it can make people inexplicably angry. You want to say that I am, right? I treat the sentence "I already have a stupid boy like you anyway" as a hidden event. In "He is not the only one missing." "I've omitted the first part, it's absolutely right, you bastard!" !
But you can't be angry now, because that doesn't mean you admit it on your own initiative? Just wait and see, I will let you see in the future the horrific consequences of irritating Rogge for his third stingy mouth. It is definitely not something a human being can bear. I gave the old drunkard an angry look, and then I set my eyes on the ring again.
At this time, the arena has completely turned into an area hit by a tornado. In the darkness, countless mud and boulders were flying in the sky. The big trees were also bent and the smaller ones were uprooted by the strong wind. Going up to the sky, the entire arena has turned into a storm hell. Everything was swept into the center by the strong wind and then shattered into pieces.
The small tornado that had just begun to form in Seattle had now been enlarged countless times. The black head was connected to the sky, rolling the black clouds into a huge vortex, and the tail penetrated the earth, burrowing into the ground like a drill.
Although Carlos had retreated to the edge of the ring, far away from the center of the tornado, the biting black storm still made it difficult for him to breathe. His body that usually seemed weightless now found it difficult to even move a step.
This is also one of his shortcomings, that is, his low strength. It can be said that Seattle's self-inflicted super tornado hit Carlos's key point.
Moreover, it was not just the wind. Carlos was horrified to realize that even Seattle's pseudo-domain, the invisible and insubstantial pseudo-domain, seemed to be continuously drawn into and compressed by the tornado. The pressure coming from the other party was getting stronger and stronger. The bigger.
The old drunkard and I couldn't help but look at each other when we saw this situation. We all showed uncontrollable expressions of surprise. We never thought that Seattle's super tornado, in addition to its terrifying power, could actually Compress your own pseudo-domain.
Seattle's pseudo-domain was already very strong, close to the level of an advanced pseudo-domain. Now, after being compressed by the tornado, it actually revealed an indescribable aura of fear from within. It was a power that was infinitely close to the domain. .
This is the real horror of Seattle's move. Although the infinite proximity field is only infinitely close, it is one level higher than the pseudo field.
Under the pressure of this extreme pseudo-field of the infinite advanced field, Carlos's pseudo-field retreated again and again, and finally only formed a thin transparent egg shell around him. The powerful limit pseudo-field made Seattle's super tornado The power is even more terrifying. That kind of power is no different from a natural disaster. It reminds me of the big avalanche that almost swallowed me up in Harrogath.
Under the raging tornado, the area within the arena was like the end of the world. Except for the conspicuous huge black tornado that connected the sky and the earth, the sky and the earth were pitch black, and even the sunlight was blocked by the manic black storm that filled the inside of the arena. Even the so-called domain-level magic protective cover made a rattling sound.
It can be seen that the quasi-two-winged angels who are hiding in every corner on guard look at the protective shield with very solemn expressions. Once the protective shield breaks, not only tens of thousands of adventurers around will be harmed, but also everyone in the entire continent will be harmed. In front of the race, a slap in the face of the face-conscious Angel Clan old man.
The powerful extreme pseudo-realm on the other side has further suppressed Carlos' strength. Under the current situation, it is difficult to see that Carlos has any hope of victory.
The increasingly violent black storm shook Carlos's steady body from side to side. At the same time, the super tornado was slowly moving in the direction of Carlos at the speed of a tortoise. Although the speed was Slowly, but every time he got closer, the storm blowing over Carlos became twice as strong.
If this continues, sooner or later, Carlos will be swept into the tornado by the black storm, and his body will be minced into pieces and blown away by the wind. In the end, not even a single bone will be found.
Tens of thousands of nervous eyes stared at Carlos, and he even forgot to breathe.
Under the gaze of these eyes, Carlos suddenly made an astonishing move.
In the raging black storm, he no longer stabilized his figure, but slightly bent his legs, and his body turned into a black shadow and flew high, just like a lonely seagull on the stormy sea. , flying high in the sky.
Then, the black figure was swept directly into the tornado by the roaring black storm and disappeared.
Everyone looked at this scene in disbelief, their mouths opening and closing like a goldfish, but not making any sound.
"Oh, these two brats, each one is more crazy than the other. Why is my life, Kasha, so miserable?"
The voice of the old drunkard echoed in my ears. I put away my surprised look and looked in her direction, but the area was completely empty. Her figure had already passed by to an unknown place. It seemed that she was planning to attack her if something bad happened. Take action at any time, even if you break the rules. What are the rules compared to the lives of two geniuses, Carlos and Seattle? I think even Akara would raise his hands to support it.
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After entering the black tornado, it was like a drop of water flowing into the sea. When the sound came again, time passed by second by second. For those of us who closely watched the adventure of the tornado, it seemed like a long year. .
In that apocalyptic dark scene, time passed little by little. Suddenly, above the black clouds in the sky that were rolled into a vortex shape by the tornado, a faint white light seemed to shine through. People cannot detect whether it is caused by their own eyesight.
However, soon, it turned out that it was not our eyesight. In the black vortex, traces of white light penetrated through the thick black clouds, spreading a ray of light into the dim arena. No matter how strong the black storm blew, it could not be shaken. This light is one point.
The white light became stronger and stronger, as if it was about to break through the black clouds and pour down from the sky. From everyone's ears, in addition to the roaring tornado, there was also a faint sound, as dull as spring thunder. thunder.
At this time, the holy knights suddenly stood up and looked up at the light coming out of the darkness in the sky, with surprise and surprise in their expressions.
"Fist of Heaven!" they shouted in surprise.
As the final skill of the Paladin Combat Skills System, Fist of Heaven, which every Paladin aspires to master, it has enough qualifications to make these Paladins so excited.
As if echoing their words, Carlos's screaming with all his strength was heard from inside the tornado.
"! Tang! Zhi! Fist!!"
In an instant, a white lightning pillar, with a sacred and solemn aura like the arrival of an angel, descended from the sky. The thick black clouds were pierced as easily as a piece of tissue paper. Even the black tornado could not shake the light pillar in the slightest.
This straight beam of light penetrated the black clouds and illuminated the sky. It seemed that even the black tornado was rendered white. It broke through the center of the tornado without any hindrance. When it landed at the waist, it suddenly As if being absorbed by something, it stopped and emitted a bright light like the sun.
A dark shadow loomed in the light, and that was the figure of Paladin Carlos.
Carlos, whose whole body is bathed in holy light, even though his body is still shrouded in the black tornado and constantly spinning, gives people the aura of a god descending to earth. His figure does not stop, relying on the force of the fist of heaven falling. , the white light emanating from the whole body formed a downward sharp cone, piercing straight from the center of the tornado.
"Ah~~~!!"
As Carlos screamed for a fight, his body turned into a lightsaber, falling straight from the sky and colliding with the tornado on the ground.
A strong light bloomed when black and white intertwined, and endless power burst out from it. The translucent magic shield at the edge of the stage, known as the domain level, screamed, and cracks like spider webs had appeared on it.
It took a while for the light to dissipate, and Adventure finally opened his eyes to see the final result.
First, what caught their eyes was the magic shield with countless cracks. The damage was as bad as that of a dying old man. It seemed that as long as a child touched it lightly with his fingers, it would collapse into countless pieces. .
No one is going to laugh at the Angel Clan's incompetence in doing things. The so-called domain-level magic shield was damaged like this by two pseudo-domain masters. On the contrary, the protective shield can survive such an intense energy impact, and I feel sincerely admired.
Even those who usually can't stand the high-spirited and adventurous attitude of Angel will sigh from the bottom of their hearts when they see this scene: Angel is an angel, and his strength is really great.
After sighing at the protective cover, his eyes eagerly fell inside the arena. First, there was the broken arena. The ordinary arena with hundreds of thousands of people had completely turned into a piece of pitted loess. Not to mention the vegetation, even the ones as big as a palm. The complete apprentice has been found.
Seattle Ke was lying in a large pit a hundred meters deep, lying quietly with his eyes open. It seemed that his physical condition was still good, but he just couldn't do it. It was probably because he had been spinning for so long, and his brain had become a tornado. It's getting dark.
Not far away from him, Carlos was lying on the other side, his body moving slightly, as if he was trying to stand up, but he failed after several attempts.
The health points of both sides have dropped to less than half. In the situation just now, it was impossible to tell who lost first.
The angel referee fell from the sky, checked on Carlos and Seattle Ke, and then whispered to other angels outside the field. Finally, they discussed it again in the Adventure League seats, and finally flew to the ring, where tens of thousands of adventurers Under his gaze, he glanced around and raised his hands high.
"I declare that in the semi-finals, Carlos the Paladin will face Seattle the Barbarian. The winner is Carlos!!"
After a brief silence, the entire stadium suddenly burst into unprecedented cheers. Perhaps no matter what the result of the Angel referee was, it was a satisfactory answer to them, because this was definitely an evenly matched battle, and there was no one who was stronger. The exciting battle between some and two people, as well as the desperate and crazy energy to fight to the death, will make everyone unforgettable forever.
Amidst the huge noise, Kasha's figure also appeared in the ring, walked towards Seattle Ke, and squatted in front of him.
"I'm sorry, teacher, I lost. I lost. I'm still the same as I was then. I haven't changed at all. I'm just a coward who keeps failing."
Seattlek lay on the ground, looked at the sky, and murmured to himself with empty eyes.
"Silly boy, you have worked hard and done well. You are no longer the weakling you were back then. If you don't believe me, just look at it.
"Kasha gently touched Seattleke's forehead, then stepped aside and let him look around.
Nearly all the nearly 10,000 barbarians among the tens of thousands of spectators stood up in unison.
"Seattle, you are the best!!"
"Seattle, well done, we support you!!"
"Seaike, you are not a coward, you are the pride of our barbarians."
Sincere words were shouted out from their loud voices, and they were gathered together. The loud voices of the barbarians, which usually only made other adventurers feel very noisy, sounded particularly pleasant and touching today.
"See? You are no longer the same person you were before. Stand up again."
Kasha smiled with the sun behind her back, and with a hint of brilliance, she gently stretched out her hand towards Seatik, whose face was filled with tears...
