"Cough cough cough!"
Kenan Nabi coughed and lowered his head, seeing the worn iron sword on his chest, then slowly raised his head and looked at Yaro who had retreated from the blow. The dark energy tentacles quickly integrated into themselves, assisting the punctured alveoli, barely maintaining the remaining weak fire of life.
"You... are really careful!"
Yaro glanced at the metal ball that was flashing red light, stepped back behind the granite pillar again, and casually agreed: "Of course, you want to live, and I want to live even more."
Once the desperate fight is started, only one person is allowed to come out.
When Yaro agreed, there was no way out. He would not sacrifice himself noblely to fulfill the enemy who wanted his life.
Kenan Nabi said stubbornly: "No, you want to live without me!"
"It's just that you are stronger than me, so you are the one who survives in the end."
Seeing that the dark energy was becoming thinner and the blood flowing from several wounds of Kenan Nabi, Yaro breathed a sigh of relief and didn't bother to argue with him, "Yes, you are right."
Finally... we are going to win.
However, Kenan Nabi's fighting attitude is indeed very strange. On the one hand, he seems to have a survival mentality, but when fighting, it always feels like he is venting his temper, as if he is seeking death.
Otherwise, with the attack intensity of Kenan Nabi's tentacles, if he found an opportunity to throw out explosive flint, Yaro would have no choice but to reveal his last trump card.
Uh-huh!
A slender tentacle was used by Kenan Nabi again, and Yaro, who was hiding behind the granite, became tense.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
how?
Death is certain, but you still want to fight to the death?
"Ahem!"
A mouthful of blood foam erupted from Kenan Nabi's mouth, indicating that the blood had flowed into his alveoli and that his life was about to end.
The slender tentacles grabbed a card from the gravel on the ground, and Kenan Nabi struggled to say: "Is this... your thing?"
Yaro was slightly startled, why did that card look so familiar?
Touching his body, Yaro looked at Kenan Nabi lying on his side through the jagged edges of the granite. He hesitated for a moment, but chose to answer: "Yes, that was sent by Wizard Bosco just now." For me."
There's nothing to hide, it's just a sales channel for fluorescent powder.
"Irony... cough cough!"
Yaro quickly replied, "Yes, that's him."
The tentacles spread slowly, and finally threw the card towards Yaro.
Yaro looked at the card not far away but did not go to pick it up.
"Get closer to him, please him...ahem!"
A large mouthful of blood suddenly gushes out of Kenan Nabi's mouth, and his face instantly becomes extremely pale.
Yaro raised his eyebrows slightly. Although this was caused by him, looking at such a situation, he still felt a little unbearable in his heart.
After a moment of silence, Yaro asked in a low voice, "Why?"
After Kenan Nabi spurted out that mouthful of blood, his mental state improved a lot. Even the blood flowing from the two wounds on his body gradually slowed down, and his voice became much calmer, "You and I will fight to the death. , I can’t hide it from my mentor, your situation is very threatening!”
Yarrow looked at the pool of blood on the ground and knew clearly that it was not that Kenan Nabi's health was getting better, but that his blood pressure was already very low. Not much blood flowed into his lungs, and his life was already a candle in the wind. , on his deathbed.
"I've heard about the Iron Falcon. My mentor hates him. If you get close to him, my mentor will have no choice but to let you go in order to avoid being exposed for other things."
Is this a person who is about to die and speaks well, or is he making a final struggle and trying to make a last stand?
It was difficult for Yaro to verify, but he still chose to say thanks.
"Thanks, I'll remember that."
Yaro's attitude was unusually sincere. I had heard several of his words before and had a general understanding of his experiences.
Or as he said, if he hadn't been taken to the Owl Wizard Academy, he would have had a chance of soaring into the sky.
"You defeated me... you have to take my share... to survive..."
Kernan Nabi's voice gradually became softer.
Yaro had mixed feelings in his heart. He hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to ask: "Can you tell me the principle of your magic simulation?"
"Steed..."
Kenan Nabi's thin voice only allowed Yaro to barely hear the first three words clearly. Yaro was about to ask again when he suddenly heard a subtle falling sound.
Snap!
That is!
What he saw in his peripheral vision made Yaro's heart beat suddenly and he quickly turned his body.
"Boom!"
Along with the intense light and heat, a heat wave swept over!
'The explosive flint is so powerful? '
Yaro, who was squatting under the granite corner with his head in his hands, recalled the explosion just now.
'No, there should be a few exploding flints still exploding! '
Swish, swish, swish!
The flying hot stones landed on the leather armor of Yaro's body, making a dull knocking sound and causing slight pain in his body.
The violent explosion just now made Yaro's ears buzzing all the time.
call out!
Cat Walking Fist - Ben Bian suddenly sensed an ejection coming from him. Yaro's heart beat wildly and he immediately rolled over.
Ding dong!
"Bah, bah, bah—!"
Yaro shook his head and stood up, and the fine sand and stones fell from his body, making a loud sound.
"Okay! Our final winner has appeared!"
"That's the fearless challenger——"
"Yaro!"
The voice of the clown in a suit seemed to be coming from far away, and there were overwhelming cheers all around.
Is he... dead?
Yaro's body trembled slightly.
This was...the first dedicated seeker to die at his hands.
After victory, perhaps we should celebrate, but... Yaro couldn't celebrate.
After checking the surroundings, he immediately saw a knight's sword twisted into three sections not far away.
Was it his old friend who bounced towards him just now?
Yaro withdrew his gaze, silently walked to a location on the ground, started digging downwards, and finally found the card given to him by Wizard Bosco from under the rubble.
'Fortunately, the hardness of the card is not bad, and it was not at the center of the explosion. It was covered by gravel and suffered too much impact. '
Yaro thought so and carefully took this piece into his arms.
At this time, Yaro was still dubious about Kenan Nabi's words.
Since Kernan Nabi said that he was controlled, who knows whether the control was released when he died?
If he is still being controlled, can he still believe what he says?
This is a very brain-burning question.
Although Yaro didn't completely believe it, he was ready to make some changes. He would hunt more evil spirits and visit Wizard Bosco's residence more times.
As long as this is done, it can give outsiders the illusion that the two of them are close.
Even if Kenan Nabi is still controlled until his death, and he simply sends fluorescent powder, the danger he will encounter should not be too great.
"Okay, now let's interview our final winner!"
As the suit clown said, the void barrier in the arena disappeared inexplicably, and he floated up again, flying towards Yaro on the ground.
"Okay, our winner, don't worry, we can clean up all your opponent's belongings, including his broken body, later."
"Now, let's face our audience!"
"Victor, do you have anything to say?"
Yaro looked at the strange audience with various expressions around him and respectfully performed the apprenticeship etiquette.
"Great referee, I have exhausted too much energy to achieve this victory, and I really am not in the mood to say anything."
"I don't need the opponent's body either. I also ask the referee to bury it properly."
"Please excuse my rudeness and allow me to leave!"
There was no specific expression on the clown's face, but his tone was very enthusiastic, "Of course, this is your right."
Yaro thanked the clown in the suit again, and then bowed respectfully to the surrounding audience.
There is an old saying in the past life: It is not strange to be polite to many people.
These things around him are all weird and weird, and Yaro doesn't want to offend them with any small actions.
If you do a few more salutes, you won't suffer any loss anyway.
With this in mind, Yaro turned and left.
