"Pillar of Fire!"
The same magical light as the fire pillar that had previously risen on the stone platform then appeared in the center of the stone platform. Duan Qing used this move again but did not receive any results. The gray-robed magician who shuttled between the lights also completely opened his arms at this time, and his wide eyes did not show any surprise at this time: "Water jet!"
"Using the water vapor generated by evaporation...?" The shrouded hazy figure on one side of the stone platform then appeared on the other side of the fog in the next moment, and the sword blade that broke through the shackles of the hazy fog also appeared in an instant. Appeared in front of Duan Qing: "It shouldn't just be used to cover your sight. Any behavior that contaminates the elements may become your next foreshadowing - drink!"
Another ray of light composed of two sword blades passed by the position where Duan Qing had dodged, but in comparison, the player's words seemed to make Duan Qing even more hurt: "Hey, always stand where you are. Why are you using sword energy to attack without moving? Isn't it too much fun? You like to use long-range attacks to fight against bombs..."
"It's obviously the fighting method we magicians prefer."
He waved his hand, and his outstretched arms gradually closed in the converging light in front of him. The huge energy jet then also passed diagonally across the side of the stone platform and passed the center of the silhouette of the figure shrouded in the mist. , and then started to spin in a circle as the figure began to run around: "I am a warrior who is good at agility. It is impossible for this kind of attack like the light of destruction to hit me, and -"
"Using this kind of attack must cost you a lot."
The impact of the energy beam circled the stone platform for half a circle. The warrior player who had been driven forward suddenly accelerated and disappeared. The blazing ray that swept all the impact debris into it also followed the next moment. He also disappeared without a trace, and the two sword blades of the swordsman player behind Duan Qing appeared in front of everyone's eyes: "You have no way to escape."
clang!
A crisp sound of impact rose in the sky amid the fierce battle, but the imaginary sound of the magic barrier shattering was not what the swordsman player expected. A stone blade held by Duan Qing also appeared at this time. With the magic light that had not yet been completely condensed and the falling soil crumbs, they collided head-on with the two sword blades slashing in his hand: "——Magic Shaping!"
"...Hmph, is this your current sword?"
"Why, a sword made of stone is no longer a sword?"
The huge force of friction brought the separate figures of the two players to the center of the sword clash, but the stone blade that had experienced this confrontation was shattered inch by inch as if overwhelmed: "Magic Shaping" Since the technique can make rough items of different levels, there is certainly no problem in making a sword stick. Although there is a big problem in terms of strength, but——"
"At least it's convenient enough."
He raised his right arm, and a new petrified long sword condensed between his fingers. The sluggish feeling at that moment was later cut into flying earth and rocks by the two long swords in front of him. There were pieces of debris, but the person wrapped in them was not harmed at all - in the movement of raising his hands one after another, Duan Qing used one shattered stone sword after another to smash the two-sword warrior in front of him suddenly. All the bully's attacks were blocked, and the shattered stone sword fragments were like stray bullets, constantly making tiny but loud collisions on the left and right sides of the stone platform: "——Wonderful double swords , In my memory, it seems that only that guy Han Wu Ruofeng can use the fast sword with both hands as perfectly as the waves."
"And the only one who can block this kind of 'overlapping waves' is you." The hands that turned into shadows did not let the voice of the two-sword warrior in front of him show any signs of breathing, which was also as cold as a sharp edge. His eyes were also fixed on Duan Qing's face: "You still said that you have not regained the title of Sky-Breaking Blade? Isn't this swordsmanship recovering well?"
"It's just the instinct of the body. You see, the system doesn't even recognize the names of the moves I'm using now." His footsteps slowly retreated from the overwhelming attacks, and Duan Qing's reply sounded calm and low: "And I'm not a swordsman now, and I don't have any handy weapons, so relatively—"
"I still intend to use the method I am good at now to solve problems."
As Duan Qing's words fell, the ice appeared above the head of the double-sword warrior's frenzied attack, and then suddenly transformed into a cone-shaped ice wind blowing forward at the next moment when the opponent dodged at will: "Ice Cone Technique!"
"A magician who wants to defeat me at close range? Ridiculous."
The body rotates like a top, and the sharp edges surrounding the double-sword warrior also cut along an arc the next moment he dodges Duan Qing's ice cone technique: "If you don't show your true self, you will Your life is really going to be lost here!”
"Thank you for the reminder, but I have been using my true abilities." Duan Qing, who answered him, pointed to the elemental heart staff at the sole of the opponent's feet: "Water elemental force field."
"Varied--"
"Even if you avoid the impact of the Ice Cone Technique, your body will still be contaminated with a little bit of ice element."
Facing the surprised double-sword warrior's body surface frozen by ice, Duan Qing, who stopped retreating, also had a relieved smile on his face: "The force field attached to my staff weapon The skill's damage is very small, and its duration is only eight seconds. It seems that it can only provide a little attachment to other elemental attributes, but——"
"The elemental reaction between water and ice seems to be supported by the system."
A huge fireball condensed in his hand again. Duan Qing's smiling face and the two-sword warrior nearby were frozen in mid-air. At this time, they were also illuminated by the fireball and became particularly red: "The one with the big basin Have you ever tasted a fireball? With your agility and lively fighting style, you must have never tasted it, right?"
"It is a very rare experience to ask an opponent of your level to use a magic with such a slow casting speed and such powerful power."
Without any chance to resist, the huge exploding fireball that was formed then collided heavily with the double-sword warrior in front of him, and his body covered in charred black and gray smoke also rolled over in this violent explosion. It was stirred into the mid-air behind, and the next moment it disappeared again in the surprised sight of Duan Qing, who was standing with a staff: "Magic resistance?"
"nature."
There was another crisp sound of collision, and the attack power from the two long swords of the charred double-sword warrior still seemed vigorous and powerful: "I am also a person who has been trained in this world. You don't really think that a Just use large attack magic to finish me off."
"The bursting fireball not only has the power and effect of explosion, but also has the effect of continuous burning." Duan Qing answered in a voice that made the staff in his hand look like a flower, able to withstand a new wave of attacks. Chuuya was still full of smiles: "It is indeed in line with your character to be so eager for quick success and try to attack me when I am triumphant, but aren't you worried that the fire element attached to your body will change in the next moment?"
"Of course I'm not worried, because I know where your 'elemental reaction' comes from."
With a muffled sound, the double-sword warrior used two folded sword lights to force the staff out of Duan Qing's hand and fly it away: "Heavy shock - your wrist strength doesn't seem to be that strong. "
"Without the elemental reaction weapon, how are you going to deal with my Hanxue Blade Training?"
His figure stopped, and the sword edge he raised forward disappeared again in front of everyone the next moment. The stone sword condensed by the shape of rock and soil also blocked the stone sword with Duan Qing's urgent action. Two cold winds hit the front of the light: "——Ha, stop pretending, you don't have much blood left, right? As long as I smash another fireball on your face..."
"You can't hit me again, and I can't give you that chance again."
"Okay, it seems I need to change the way I arrange the traps...Thunder runes!"
"Speed up the sword strike!"
In a new round of dizzying sword fights, countless sword auras and magic turbulence erupted in the surroundings as the two players struggled together. The melee combat ability and melee intensity were obviously at a disadvantage. At this time, the gray-robed magician also retreated step by step with the constantly shattering stone sword, and finally retreated almost staggeringly to the edge of the stone platform with no way to retreat: "Hey, it seems there is still nothing we can do. "
"Is the fifty-third battle between Hanwu Ruofeng and Sky-Breaking Blade finally going to be the first victory?"
A sword smashed the stone blade in Duan Qing's hand into pieces, and an unbelievable feeling flashed across the sharp and cold eyes of the two-sword warrior who was close at hand: "The shame of so many previous failures, finally - —”
"It's over!"
The sword blade in his hand drew a bright arc in the air, and the two-sword warrior roared and slashed at Duan Qing's forehead. The feeling of stagnation followed by the blade slashing down in the space between the two. It appeared for a moment, and finally with Duan Qing taking another step back, he passed by the front of his gray magic robe: "...stab."
Snapped.
The extending stone wall appeared under Duan Qing's feet, providing the gray-robed magician with a last-minute escape route, but it was not this unexpected extension that stopped the sword-sword attack in the hands of the two-sword warrior in front of him. area, but a stone gun that appeared in Duan Qing's hand and had already sunk into the opponent's chest: "Who said I can only shape sword weapons?"
"..."
In the silent atmosphere where the surrounding spectators also gasped, the eyes of the double-sword warrior player who was covering his wound with blood pouring out were no longer closed at this time. Duan Qing, who was holding the other end of the stone gun with one hand, also Without any sign of mercy, he threw the pierced body into the distance with an expressionless expression: "Fortunately, a large amount of blood was taken out earlier, otherwise this shot might not be able to produce a fatal attack."
"I wanted to play with you for a while longer." He dragged his steps to the location where the elemental staff fell, and the action of trying to bend down to pick it up suddenly paused for a moment: "By the way. , by the way, are you Han Wu Ruofeng?"
"...You...guess...by yourself."
The weak and inaudible voice then appeared in the direction where the two-sword warrior fell, and then disappeared completely with his rising white light and complete loss of life. Duan Qing, who picked up the staff, also lost his life. As for the last interest, there was also a bit of irritability in the gaze of the patrolling crowd of cheering and cheering people: "Why do I have to guess? I am not in the mood to continue playing with you now."
"Hey! How's the situation up there with you?"
Ignoring the blood stained on his body, he clutched his chest and began to call out to other people in the magic communication stone. Then, amid the no response and noisy voices, he gritted his teeth bitterly: "It seems that it is Nothing cares about my time.”
"The word danger comes first."
He frowned and raised his head, and there seemed to be magic light flashing in his hands: "It's just a group of people who rushed forward. They shouldn't really break through our defense line."
"Wonderful battle." The sound of clapping rang in his ears, and along with it, more and more hooded figures of players gradually came onto the stage: "Although it has already been I expected it, but I didn’t expect you to cook the jackdaw so easily... Humph."
"Maybe it's because he has too much murderous intention and is a little eager for quick success." The magic light condensed in his hands surrounded Duan Qing's side as he finished his words, and finally slowly immersed into the magic of the stone platform at his feet. In the formation: "With his agility and speed, if he really doesn't want to rub my neck, but is determined to deal with me here, maybe I can waste more time on him."
"It doesn't matter, you still can't escape anyway." He raised the blade in his hand forward, and the player who was leading the front also showed his grinning mouth under his hood: "The battle has reached this point. At this level, it doesn’t matter to you or me whether it’s a competition or not.”
"Yes, there is indeed no need to continue."
The constant blowing wind took away a little of the bloody aura that was still stained on Duan Qing's body, but it did not take away the evil aura emanating from the gray-robed magician's body at this time. He held the staff tightly in his right hand and raised it. He then took a deep breath from his chest, and the same white light shone in his left hand that slowly passed over the surface of the staff. The white runes representing unknown meanings seemed to have existed on the surface of the staff for a long time. They gradually lit up along the position where Duan Qing's left hand passed. The unknown magical energy appearing on the surface of the staff also appeared at this time. Along with his deep voice and the countless rune light bands that vaguely spread out, they slowly resonated with the stone platform he had previously injected into the ground under his feet: "You all come up together."
"Violet's number one disciple, the chief magic apprentice under the name of Violet, will entertain you in the most enthusiastic and thoughtful way."
