"This iron plate...won't just give up, right?"
"No, he's not that kind of person."
Amidst the commotion coming from the uproar of the auditorium, several people in the Wings of Freedom seats also began to talk uneasily: "It's just that I can't withstand a few skills that I haven't seen before. As for giving up..."
"What about others? Why are they missing like that?"
"Don't be anxious, Brother Xiang. What's the use of us and you being anxious?"
Looking at the lingering fiery red in the vast blue ocean under the gloomy sky, Liangchen Meiyu's tone couldn't help but become anxious: "Probably..."
"It's probably hidden in the sea water."
Duan Qing's voice suddenly sounded inside and outside the buzzing venue, attracting the attention of the confused spectators: "Look...these rocks can't be floating in the whirlpool. Right? They are also derived from the nearby seabed area, so if you follow these stones..."
"Indeed! You should still be walking on the rocks." Fanhua Sijin's voice was like a student who suddenly realized: "The structure of the whirlpool confused our sight, making us mistakenly think that he had fallen into the sea! But in fact Case……"
"He should still be at the bottom of the sea!" He shouted: "In the slope we can't see!"
boom!
The sea line formed by the whirlpool produced a ripple in the next moment, and gradually a fleeting black shadow appeared, and then with a sudden burst of brilliant water splash, it crashed away in the direction of the red-haired man. Knowing that the opponent was mixed in the sea water and preparing for a sneak attack, the resurrected demon still did not dare to confront the big sword head-on. He hid to the side with the blazing fire and steaming rain, just waiting for him to stabilize his body and regain his strength. When he waved a whirlwind of flames, the man-made huge wave in front of him had already crashed on the rock he was standing on, leaving him with only endless thunderstorms and the turbulent whirlpool that had returned to calm.
"It's a wonderful sight, but..." He smiled helplessly, and slowly stood up from his squatting position on the ground: "We can't keep spending time here, can we?"
The waves passing by this place slapped the rocks on the right, and then gradually fell down, as if this slight change was the only answer to his question. The red-haired man shook his head and looked back at the center of the whirlpool behind him - the extremely dark black hole that was constantly swallowing the sea water. Finally, he waved his fist and extinguished the blazing flames above: "Okay. …”
"I won't use the power of the elements, okay?" He shouted at the slanting sea: "What about the promised fight?"
"..."
The demon resurrected put away his posture, returned his fists to his side, and stared at the sea on that side while slowly walking to the side of the sea: "Come out, although I don't know How did you hide in the sea, but it must be very hard, right? I don’t know how to..."
His words stopped suddenly, and then as the red-haired man raised his ears, the wordless silence spread to the audience outside the game who were also holding their breath. They stared at the scene in front of them for a moment. It seemed that they also felt the abnormality felt by Demon Resurrection. However, apart from the chattering of flowers, the sounds they heard in their ears did not seem to be much different from Demon Resurrection: "What did Demon Resurrection discover? , he stopped his movements... Is he listening? Hmm... Apart from the sound of the sea, the sound of rain, the sound of wind, the sound of lightning and thunder, and the sound of his own breathing, there seems to be nothing else worthy of our attention. Already..."
"Stop, stop." Duan Qing's voice hurriedly stopped him: "Are you missing a voice?"
"What?"
"Your own voice." Duan Qing commented ruthlessly: "And..."
"The guy is downstairs."
"Downstairs? That guy? You..."
Wow——
The imperceptible sound of breaking water rang in the ears of the resurrected devil, waking him up from his highly concentrated state of mind. However, when he suddenly turned around, what he saw was the man who had climbed up along the reef and was already high. The figure jumped in the air - the thunder was accompanied by the shadow of the sword cutting through the air, and it lit up at the same time in the gloomy and dark background. The demon resurrected had no time to react and had to dodge and get out of the way of the attack that was as powerful as breaking a bamboo. , then supported the ground with one hand, sent his hanging posture into the air, and embarrassingly let the next big sword sweep under his body. With half a box of cigarettes soaked all over his body, he stepped forward with two steps, his eyes filled with a frightening light as he stared at his prey. Then, at the moment when the figure in the sky was about to fall, he sent the raised sword to the head of the resurrected devil. Above: "Green Pine..."
"Welcome!"
Zheng——
The broad sword blade made a buzzing sound of gold and iron in the air, and then suddenly stopped when the two fists were pinched. After a moment of freezing, two dazzling flames suddenly burst out from the red-haired man's upside-down fists. , and then spurted out with the movement of his fists, exploding towards the wind and rain-filled sky and earth. The strong force coming from the blade of the big sword made the half-armored warrior who originally had a back-up move stagger back two steps, and a more serious expression appeared on his face, but as the red-haired man officially landed, , the two of them also stopped their next move, and faced off again next to the waterfall: "...Huashan Swordsmanship?"
"Why, Brother Demon has also played in the arena?"
"I just heard about it."
The red-haired man shook his hair again, raised his fists at the same time, and gradually extinguished the flames in his hands: "But...it seems a bit difficult to use this sword technique with a big sword?"
"It's just a shout out when I'm cutting. I don't mean to start practicing with You Feng Lai Yi." The man with the big sword slowly stood up straight, and the expression on his face slowly relaxed: "Of course... …”
"You probably don't pay attention to this outdated routine, right?"
"How is it possible? You see, I was forced to use the power of elements to fight back." The demon resurrected and tilted his head and smiled: "You... won't blame me, right?"
"I never meant to object." Half a pack of cigarettes reached out and gestured: "Competitions are originally a place for everyone to show off their skills. This environment is dangerous enough. If others are not allowed to think of any tricks and go all out... "
"Isn't it a little too inhumane?"
"so……"
The demon resurrected looked at his fist repeatedly for a while, but finally his brows sank: "Have you come up with any good ideas?"
"I guess so."
He stretched the giant sword in his hand straight into the water beside him, ignoring the half-pack of cigarettes with a confident smile on his face: "One way..."
“You always have to try it out!”
The sword edge drew a deep line on the rushing slope. The man with the big sword began to run forward, and then just before the two people were about to collide, he slashed in the direction of the red-haired man with his sword. The huge force coming from his hand unexpectedly bounced his first attack back to him, but his eyes with half a pack of cigarettes did not change at all. The sword edge knocked back by the fist covered in flames was all around him. He turned in a big circle, and then with his arms waving vigorously, he slammed back to the sea beside him.
Wow——
The raging flames were like fire oil doused with water, and the rising flames brought out a steaming mist. However, the audience whose sight was blocked did not complain at all, because one of the figures had already followed. The sound of the collision of gold and iron appeared, and it flew back to the direction it rushed towards before. The big sword carrying water vapor broke through the obstruction of the fog in the next moment, stabbing in front of the red-haired man like thunder, and then raised up before the opponent's fist blocked it, and jumped up again with half a box of cigarettes. Spinning in mid-air.
"Why do you like dancing so much..."
After murmuring these words, the red-haired man suddenly shook his hand and threw a piece of red flames neatly on the figure with the big sword. He lowered his waist and retreated, his fists condensing the energy needed for the next attack. However, a blue light suddenly appeared in front of the flame, completely wrapping the figure of the man sliding in the air. .
"Tian Shen is hanging upside down!"
clang!
In the clouds and mist caused by the alternation of water and fire again, the sound of gold and iron clashing resounded in the sky above the whirlpool. It was the resurrection of the devil who raised his fists in a hurry, and was once again carried by the sword that turned around. The sound made when the huge force flew away: "You..."
"Why, haven't you seen this move before?" Half a box of cigarettes rushed towards him again and said with a smile: "Is your understanding of Huashan swordsmanship not comprehensive enough?"
"No, that's not it." The resurrected demon retreated again and closed his mouth, but his suspicious eyes began to scan around the man with the big sword: "Could it be that you..."
"He hid bags of water."
In the scene where the players outside the field had not yet reacted, Duan Qing's voice laughed unscrupulously: "It should have been just now, when I was hiding in the water."
"This, is this his so-called method?" Fanhua Sijin said in surprise: "Such... a simple method?"
"Simple, but practical, it works wonders when dealing with primary flame additional effects." Duan Qing's low laughter gradually disappeared: "This is what is called..."
"The experience of veteran players."
Snapped--
Another steaming cloud erupted at the corner of the reef. Gritting his teeth, the demon resurrected and exited the mist again. He blocked it with both fists and barely blocked the sword handed out by the cloud. Then he looked around. The edge of the reef, with no way out, began to move toward the open space on the other side, waiting for an opportunity. The fist in his hand was still wrapped in fiery red light. He struggled through the defense line formed by the waving swords, and then just before a new diagonal slash followed, he turned the flame in his hand into a piece of fire again. Like a bright light in the sky.
Then, he received a fresh water bag attack from Kaotiu.
Bang!
"whispering sound……"
The red-haired man ran away from the explosion point while clutching his shoulders. He retreated seven or eight steps one after another. This time he was really injured.
"How's it going? Have you figured it out?"
The half-pack of cigarettes carrying a big sword walked up to him, waving away the moisture, and a strange smile appeared on his face that was patted by the rain: "The so-called... fair game?"
"...I understand." The demon resurrected and slowly stood up straight: "This flame... seems to have become a burden."
"If you want to complain, blame this day." He stepped on the half-box of cigarettes with the sword: "The first time I used the skill, it was defeated by such a simple method. It was not something I could have expected, but... …You still have power, don’t you?”
"...It seems that you have an inexplicable obsession with fair competition."
The red-haired man grinned, but his body relaxed again: "Then..."
"Let's play round three."
He weighed his feet twice, as if he was beginning to regain some feeling of fighting, then jumped forward, and collided with the sword raised with half a pack of cigarettes again. There was still a faint red light flashing in his hand, but the red-haired man never waved it into the air outside. Instead, his fist power increased further, and each punch was heavier than the previous one. The wind is blowing. The scattered energy filled with the aftermath of the battle suddenly began to appear on the left and right sides of the reef, and pressed the surrounding water back inch by inch from time to time. The originally cold air seemed to begin to gradually heat up, because the two people continued to The weapons collided and became scorched. But no matter how intense the heat is, how far the fist wind is spread, the figures of the two fighting each other will eventually be pressed back to the junction of the reef and the whirlpool, and then the wild and uninhibited swing of the sword will Next, the water spray and air waves were pushed back to the two people again and again.
Half a pack of cigarettes, who gradually gained the upper hand and began to dominate the situation, has become the person who contributed the most to the destructive power of the battle at this time.
The dark broad sword flew up and down, passing above the waterline in an instant, and then with incomparable speed and power, it struck diagonally in front of the resurrected demon. The red-haired man turned around and punched, and the counterattack passed through the sky of stone chips and accurately hit the half-armored man's unprotected and exposed shoulder. The stinging burning sensation only made the opponent frown, and then A new wave of wind-like sword movements once again danced to the front where water and fire met. After two more rounds, the red-haired man decided to retreat, and then suddenly rolled backwards, because the man with the big sword, who was constantly spinning and sweeping, suddenly changed direction and slashed counter-clockwise with a new round of sweeping sweeps. Arriving on the ground where he had just retreated, he used two consecutive rolls to retreat, barely hiding out of the range of this round of attacks. He looked up and saw a figure dragging a sword in front of him. Already carrying the power accumulated from the previous rotation, it came roaring in front of him.
"Three consecutive cuts! Hit!" In the venue that was once again excited, Fanhua Sijin, who witnessed this scene, also shouted: "The mad swordsman has completely entered the state!"
"Hip-hop swordsmanship..." Duan Qing's voice shook his head and sighed: "I wonder...will he take out another dagger or something and come out to make up for it?"
puff--
As if to confirm Duan Qing's conjecture, the red-haired man who rushed forward was once again forced back by two diagonal slashes, one to the left and one to the right. Then a dagger suddenly appeared in the left hand of the man with the big sword, right in front of him. The ground stabbed him in the chest.
