"The name Phoenix Sword is not earned for nothing. This person's fighting style is quite a bit...sword dance."
Pointing to the figure in Fengwu Square, Duan Qing explained somewhat casually.
"Jian Beidong has been training for so many years, and it is said that he has been solo for many years. So in terms of personal strength alone, he is by no means inferior to any professional player, and he must have even grown."
"Isn't he a professional player now?"
"Well, it is said that after that incident three years ago, he has never participated in any games again, so even if his name is still on the league's roster, it is just a hanging name." This time The one who answered Mengzhu's doubts was the smiling Butcher. He lowered his voice, but his eyes did not leave the field in front of him: "Many civilian players have seen him in various corners of many games, and of course some have fought with him. , the same will be true after arriving in the free world, but...no one else knows what he has been doing in the past few years."
He sighed: "Only he knows."
"A lone ranger, once you become a wild man, you will always be a wild man." Duan Qing commented nonchalantly, and then said in the midst of another sword and magic confrontation in the middle of the field: "But... He is indeed much stronger now than before. It should be easy to deal with an opponent who is not known for his personal strength."
The smiling butcher did not answer, but his brows furrowed again imperceptibly.
In the square, the situation changed again as Duan Qing expected, but this time, the situation clearly began to tilt towards Jian Beidong - he began to show some real skills.
Rushing forward, turning sideways, slanting, and in the dance of ice crystals and water flow again, he used extremely fast sword swings to break up the obstacles created by magic in two or three strokes, and then with a tap of his feet, he emerged from the sky full of ice crystals. Drilled through. The colorful lights and shadows emitted by the ice crystals reflecting sunlight certainly dazzled the novice players in Fenghua Town, but for people like Duan Qing, the situation on the field was still relatively easy to identify.
Of course, this also included Luo Riguo Yan, who was standing on the other side, so he also frowned.
Twisting again to avoid a jet of water, the worn-out cloak used only his own movement skills to pass through the obstacle of the mixture of ice and water in an instant, and reached the back of the smoke bomb created again by water magic. The figure of the scholar in black was also there, randomly choosing a direction and retreating quickly, trying to use the previously delayed time to regain the magician's required casting distance. However, this idea at this time was obviously a bit whimsical - Jian Beidong, who had left the ice crystals and water flow behind him, wanted to get close to a water magician whose physical strength was almost exhausted, which was almost impossible to stop him.
Sure enough, the fushenglimengmeng escape movement stopped. He stopped and turned around to face the opponent who was approaching rapidly. At the moment when the cold sword was about to approach, he took out something from his arms.
"Is that... a scroll?"
"should be."
"Does Wizard have such advanced things?"
Since Duan Qing and others had seen this thing in the hands of the mage who claimed to be Jin in the last days of the mine, they still had some idea of what the scroll looked like in the free world, so at this time, Fusheng Lumeng was holding it in their hands. They recognized this thing at a glance. But that was the end of the brief exchange. At the critical moment, the scholar in black pinched the scroll-like thing in his hand into a ball of fragments. The next moment, the magic flow started from the pinched piece. The scroll flowed out from his hand, and then expanded to his side in an instant.
The magic light expanded into a water-blue shield-like film, surrounding Fusheng Luimeng like an egg shell. If it weren't for the aqua blue stream of light shining in the air, the almost transparent shield would be difficult to see by the people around it, but the deformation caused by the sudden arrival of the huge force, and the weapon embedded in the shield The long sword tells others how effective this shield is.
Then, the long sword was removed from the shield at a faster speed, and at the same time, it drew a white mark on the shield. Under the blue light, the trace disappeared in an instant. At the same time, Jian Beidong's figure also retreated a few steps ahead.
"To be so resilient...is it the handiwork of the Mages Council?" Seeing that the other party had no intention of fighting back, Jian Beidong stroked the edge of his sword with one hand, and then put back his offensive stance. Get up: "I didn't expect...you already have such a relationship?"
"We are Wizard, and magic is our major." Seeing the other party's reaction, the scholar in black caressed his chest casually, and then explained: "Since there is a Council of Mages in the free world, Organization, we have no reason not to be on good terms with them...and judging from the actual situation, the effect is still outstanding, isn't it."
He raised his hands and stretched forward, as if he wanted to touch the shield around him, but the shield spread outward with his movements, and it seemed impossible to touch it himself. He shook his head, then opened his arms and made a helpless movement: "Please allow me to introduce, this is a magic shield, and it is a non-attribute magic shield produced by the Council of Mages."
"It will change its properties according to the magician's own properties, so...it's aqua now."
"I see." Jian Beidong nodded helplessly: "But with all due respect, wouldn't it be better for you to choose an earth-type shield? I heard that earth-type shields have the strongest physical defense... ....”
"I feel extremely honored to be able to think about me." Fusheng Limeng saluted, and then straightened up again: "If there are advantages, there will naturally be disadvantages. This is an unavoidable truth in the world, and according to my experience Observe, magic in the free world...doesn't break through on this either."
"No spell is perfect."
"The adaptability of this shield spell is perfect, but correspondingly, the requirements for releasing this spell are very high. At least among the existing players, I have never heard of anyone being able to meet this requirement, and... ..."
Jian Beidong did not speak, but quietly waited for his next words together with the players around him. But a few seconds later, the other party just smiled: "Hey, why should I tell you my shortcomings..."
"Huh, haha." Jian Beidong smiled coldly: "I just want to know how long your shield can last."
"You who are not in a hurry to attack must have planned the same thing." Fusheng Limeng said with a smile: "If you delay the delay, my shield may be consumed by itself. But unfortunately, although the shield does not last long It’s long, but it’s still enough for me…”
As he spoke, he raised his hands again, but this time, blue light belonging to the water element began to condense in his palms: "As long as it lasts until I finish casting this spell..."
The mountain wind blew across the vast square again, but this time, even Duan Qing, who was standing on the side of the field, felt a bit of a bit of chill. The cloudless sky suddenly brightened and flickered for a moment, and then became clear again. However, even the abnormality at that moment was keenly noticed by Jian Beidong, who was in the center, so he put away his relaxed expression and raised his hand. My own sword.
"So, if a character like 'Ghost Calculator' can't even see my little thoughts, then he is too unworthy of his name..."
He moved forward.
"What's going on here?"
"What is that mage going to do?"
"It seems like they are going to scale up their moves. Look at the momentum..."
"He's accumulating power in front of Jian Beidong! Is he so confident in that shield..."
Amidst the discussions among the people around him, Jian Beidong lived up to expectations and rushed over. However, he still did not use any powerful moves that shocked the world. Instead, he still used a simple sword to move towards the blue-white light in front of the opponent. Cut through.
The blue-white shield rippled, twisting and vibrating in the air, and then... gradually returned to normal.
"Well, the product produced by the Council of Mages is indeed a high-quality product." Jian Beidong did not retreat, but stood carelessly in front of Fusheng Luimeng and studied it nearby: "As long as there is not a strong enough attack, it must be impossible to defeat Such a shield, because its self-healing ability seems to be very strong..."
"According to my guess, the shield with the strongest repair ability should be the wind system, and the water system only ranks second." The scholar in black still had room to answer the other party's doubts, as if the two parties in the duel were just two people studying the free world. The player with the move skill: "But I still agree with the first point. Although I have never seen that player be able to break this shield with one blow, but with your strength, maybe you can give it a try... ..”
Jian Beidong did not answer, but began to move back and forth.
"No way." Fusheng Limeng said in surprise: "Is it really impossible to break it?"
As the blue light on his hand became brighter, the surrounding temperature seemed to become lower, which became even more obvious in the hot season. Several male and female players wearing cold clothes had begun to rub their arms. Jian Beidong, who was at the center of the storm, had even begun to feel the biting cold coming towards him.
"With all due respect, if you don't try...it might be a little late." As the blue light on his hand became more intense, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but his face remained unchanged. With a calm smile: "If you still have some strength left, I suggest you use it now, otherwise... I haven't mastered this spell completely yet, and I may give you a... .Big surprise.”
"If there is any big news on the Internet, you won't be able to blame me."
When this duel broke out before, although it attracted a lot of attention and caused a lot of topics, most players still had no objections to the outcome of this duel: Jian Beidong has been famous for a long time, and his opponent is A player with good intelligence, so there shouldn't be any mistakes in the one-on-one results. But at this moment, the viewers who like Jian Beidong have begun to sweat, because judging from the current situation, his opponent seems to be telling the truth.
However, they also believe that the Phoenix Sword does have some trump cards.
Time did not give others much chance to think, nor did he continue to wait foolishly. His eyes turned cold, and he suddenly raised the blue light that had been condensed for a long time above his head, and made a throwing gesture with it. Correspondingly, the surrounding mountain wind also blew upward with his movements, carrying dust and flowers and leaves flying towards his head, forming an upside-down, funnel-shaped spiral. In the icy cold wind, streaks of frost condensed on the surfaces of the flowers and leaves. In the area centered on the scholar in black, time seemed to have gone back more than a hundred days, returning to the cold and silent place where everything was. winter.
"Although we are not completely prepared, the time for the shield is coming soon." Behind the blue and white shield, Fusheng Luimeng raised the corner of his mouth and showed a sarcastic smile: "Just treat this as me... .a surprise for you.”
He exerted his strength with both hands and waved downward: "Breath of Frost!"
The spiral icy wind suddenly moved downwards as he waved. Under the flash of dark blue light, it turned into a substantial blue aura, which was sprayed towards the area around the black-clothed scholar, creating a floating atmosphere. The entire circular area centered on Luomeng was affected by this attack. Although the power of the cold breath was unknown, judging from the previous momentum and the color of the blue and almost black breath, no one could I want to try what it feels like to be in such a breath for a second.
Jian Beidong didn't want to try either, so he hid.
With the wide range of this attack, normal avoidance methods were definitely impossible, so Jian Beidong had no choice but to find his own shelter space in the air. He jumped into the air and reluctantly stepped on the cold and black breath under his feet. However, as a swordsman, he did not have the ability to fly in the air, so his jumping trajectory was also watched by the crowd. The audience all saw it, and this choice was obviously within the opponent's expectation - Fusheng Limeng, who was at the center of the storm, bent over and panted, holding his knees with one hand and raising his short stick in the other. The moment the shield around him disappeared, he aimed the blue light of the short stick in his hand at the figure jumping into the air.
"So I hate this completely free way of casting spells. I even have to do the aiming myself..." The last bit of ice-blue light gathered in front of the short stick and gradually transformed into a pointed ice pick. Object, he moved his weapon with difficulty, and the pointed cone also moved with his movements.
"But..." The next moment, his movements stopped: "You can't hide in the air."
A bright light flashed in the sky.
"How's it going? How's it going?" The cold breath that filled the sky finally dissipated as time passed. Mengzhu loosened the hand covering his hood and looked anxiously towards the center of the large square: "The current situation..."
She covered her mouth.
The shabby cloak followed the figure of its owner and finally fell to the square, but it landed smoothly on the ground, while the black figure on the other side flew far away from the place and then rolled to the ground. There was a smell of blood in the air. It was a deep wound on Fu Sheng Lian Meng's waist. The blood spilled into the air as he rolled, drifting together with the remnants of the previous magic.
The ice cone that did not shoot out in the end returned to the embrace of the air as the mage fell, and the white light that flashed in the air before finally disappeared under the land where the black-clothed scholar was standing, and was made up of earth and stone. A deep sword mark was left on the ground.
It was a sword energy flying in the air.
