Bang!
A deafening sound of impact suddenly rose in the center of the high platform of the ruins. The dust and scattered gravel had already appeared in this place for a long time. The figures belonging to Duan Qing and Duan Shanhe had also been there for a long time. After an inexplicable conversation, they suddenly entered a battle state, dragging the tail lights and afterimages of each other's bodies torn back and forth between the raised gray dust: "Not bad speed, boy, this is Did you use rales?"
"——Exactly."
"It's already great to be able to bring that set of footwork into this world as it is, but you actually improved it... I remember that this set of footwork didn't have so many sudden skills originally. It was to match your current one. Fighting style?"
"I have been trying to change this style recently, because too much sharpness may not necessarily bring me a definite victory, but——"
Turning around to avoid an ice spike flying towards him, the young man's shabby undershirt made an increasingly fierce sound of breaking through the air. The strong wind condensing on the edge of his right fist also followed his fully stretched out pad. He suddenly stepped forward and collided head-on with the rock shield that had been condensed on Duan Qing's body for a long time: "If you don't take the initiative..."
"I'm afraid you won't pay attention to me."
The reinforced rock shield showed incredible tenacity, and the rough surface blocking the Duanshan River only shed dust in its unyielding performance. The young boxer, who had expected this result, later With a twist and turn, the forward steps also followed the forward movement of the palm attached to the surface of the shield, and suddenly stepped on the sunken cracks: "Drink!"
"What a punch."
Duan Qing couldn't help but praise aloud. Duan Qing, who was carried far away by the green wind, swung away the rock fragments that shattered and scattered in front of him: "Such a fast casting speed and enough to break through the advanced rock reinforced protection." The power of the shield...the leader of the Baji Sect in "Jiang Hu" will definitely be very pleased."
"An attack that has no actual effect is a useless attack to me." Duan Shanhe, who stood on the spot, shook his head: "Please don't just avoid it, it's just a waste of time."
"I didn't keep dodging. I still fought back a few times." Another ice pick was sent to the opponent. Duan Qingyuan looked at the young man who easily dodged the ice pick and laughed: "No way, Unless it’s high-level tracking magic and lightning magic, it would be impossible to hit you now—”
Duan Qing had no chance to say the next words, because the attack with the sound of breaking through the air had suddenly disappeared in front of him along with Duan Shanhe. The boxers who staggered their steps followed with a series of The attack became much more ghostly at this time, and the endless fists looked more like they were made with three heads and six arms. An undetectable hazy light appeared all over his body, and Duan Qing, who used various magics to block the opponent's pursuit, struggled to support himself under this overwhelming offensive. His feet, which had been blessed by magical power, also fought with each other in this fist. He retreated back and forth between the gaps of the impact, and finally stopped helplessly at the jagged edge of the ruins: "Such an oppressive continuous attack..."
"Da Luo Yin Palm doesn't have such a sharp way to use it."
For the first time since the start of the war, the arms of the two people came into contact with each other head-on. The surface of the arm that was hit by Duan Shanhe's palm also made a clear sound like a copper wall. He used the gap between the counter-shock to support his body. Qing followed closely, but his raised left hand stopped in mid-air, and his hesitant expression flashed for a moment under the banging air fluctuations: "——Bang."
"'You coward'."
Without mercy, he kicked the gray-robed magician in front of him off the edge of the high platform with one palm. Duan Shanhe, who had put away his posture, then once again showed his kind smile on the background of the blue sky: "This is That is the first sentence that Your Excellency Yinzhu asked me to convey to you."
"Ahem, cough... I just don't want to damage the self-confidence of you young people. What's there to be proud of?" Duan Qing's rising hand appeared in the scattered smoke, and along with it, he The voice that kept coughing became much trembling: "And as a magician, even with the enhanced magic bonus, a punch in melee can't cause much damage..."
"Don't comfort yourself. Isn't the opponent wearing no equipment and fighting you with bare hands?" Jian Beidong's teasing voice also sounded above his head, and he didn't know when he appeared on the edge of the ruins. Crouching on the rocks with a casual look: "And do you think this young man's combat experience is not as rich as yours? They may have been waiting for you to throw your counterattack into the opponent's hands."
"--you shut up."
Angrily throwing away his arms, Duan Qing struggled to crawl out of the pit he had made. He glared at Jian Beidong, who was still looking like he was watching the show, and glared at him. Then he walked back towards where Duan Shanhe was still waiting: "What else did that guy say?"
"He said that you can't get in, you can't get out, and you are more autistic than he is." The young boxer continued to repeat in a gentle voice: "If you continue like this, you will just repeat the same mistakes."
"...These are all incomprehensible remarks. Am I familiar with him?" A strange light flashed in his eyes. Duan Qing, who was still unforgiving in his mouth, jumped back to the other side of the high platform without any hesitation. : "Did that guy teach you a lot of tricks?"
"There are no tricks, just some techniques for dealing with different players and opponents." Duan Shanhe, who had his hands behind his back, answered in a calm and gentle manner: "It's more like we are preparing for the game than experience. Special coping strategies and techniques for times of crisis.”
"...Hmph." Then Duan Qing also snorted: "I see, but I am a noble magician now, and those things are useless to me now."
"I know a little bit about this, including the previous conversation between Your Excellency and your captain. I also heard a little bit about it." Duan Shanhe said with a smile, his hands behind his hands: "If possible, I also hope to be here. Learn from it."
"Then I'll let you learn from me." After getting ready for the second round of battle, Duan Qing took the lead in transferring the magic energy condensed in his hands to his chest: "The flames are invigorating!"
"Rock Throwing Spear!"
A spear made of rocks was instantly formed amidst Duan Qing's loud shout, and then was thrown out by the gray-robed magician as he suddenly turned around. He had never thought of such an attack method. Duan Shanhe then used a faster reaction speed to dodge the high-speed rotating weapon, and Duan Qing's face that instantly bullied him appeared on the side of the sizzling robe: "Flame whirlwind" !”
"The flame whirlwind used horizontally is interesting."
Looking at the scene of a large area of flame storm erupting from Duan Qing's hands into the distance and the result that the broken mountains and rivers were affected had to protect their heads and faces and were blown away, Jian Beidong, squatting at the far end, subconsciously said to himself Said: "It was originally a skill that was slow to cast and not very easy to hit, but it was made up for by the way he cast it at zero distance - no!"
"Advanced magic enhancement!" Without leaving any more time to think, Duan Qing, who slapped his chest with one hand, quickly made his next attack: "Thunder and lightning!"
The sizzling lightning quickly connected between the two figures that were separated one after another. The purple thunder and lightning that appeared in the middle of the flame whirlwind also showed an unstable crimson color in the burning flames: " This is--"
"Thunderfire?"
Just like the battle in the first round, the winner of this round was decided as soon as the battle started. The dazzling lightning with the terrifying roar did not give Duan Shanhe any extra chance to dodge. The purple and red colors interacted with each other. The intertwined folds passed through the boxer's body at the next moment. The falling trajectory brought up a series of scorched black sparks, and bursts of charred traces of fire floated above the body of Duan Shanhe who rolled to the ground. The torn holes in the unbearable old clothes overflowed, causing more detailed explosion sounds on the surrounding ground: "Cough cough, cough cough... Hiss, it actually has the effect of 'powerful paralysis'... …”
"I also hold grudges." Knowing that this fierce-looking blow would definitely not kill the opponent, Duan Qing stopped casting spells and raised his dusty arms with a grin: "And no It’s a one-to-one tie, so there’s no reason for us to continue competing, right?”
"That's... hiss... reasonable." Duan Shanhe, who was still suffering from the aftereffects of the electric shock, climbed up again and now showed his extremely embarrassed appearance in front of Duan Qing: "And under the sun Indeed there is nothing faster than thunder and lightning.”
"What, you want to try a challenge?" He raised his eyebrows, and the smile on Duan Qing's face gradually faded: "To deal with a magician with high attack power and low health, a fatal blow at close range is indeed the best way. A good idea, but my magician is different from ordinary magicians."
"The ultimate thunder and lightning can not only be used in attacks."
The ground where Duan Qing was standing was torn apart with electric footsteps. He used the afterimage that moved away in an instant to avoid Duan Shanhe's punch. His face also bore the look of a charred boxer. He also became extremely serious and determined, and his flying kick flashed over Duan Qing's head when he appeared the next moment. Blessed by some kind of magic that surpassed the power of wind, the nimble movements of the gray-robed magician at this time seemed to be barely keeping up with the boxer's attack speed. The counterattack magic interspersed between the afterimages of the fists and feet also began to flow between the two. The figure's attacks, defenses, and evasions appeared, and from time to time, they were mixed with the two people's tentative shouts: "Eat my Thunder Hands! Drink!"
"Thunder magic is at least the sixth level of wind magic and above, and I have never heard of a series of strengthening magic! Is this your own strengthening magic? Or is it simply using electricity to strengthen limbs?"
"Do you want to know the answer? If you try me once again, you will know when the thunder and fire comes."
"...So it turns out that rock armor is used to harden the muscles and limbs to withstand the overload effect caused by the interaction between thunder and fire...Thunder Palm!"
The fiery red energy and the sudden slap of the palm met again in the air. The energy shock and bursting air fluctuations also brought more rocks and dust to be thrown around the ruins. One of the figures that flew out as a result of the resistance drew two long straight lines on the ground with its feet, while the other figure dragged a straight trajectory with flying thunder and fire and the turbulent wind. Feeling the crackling numbness in his body gradually dissipating, Duan Shanhe, who held his hands flat in front of him, closed his eyes and reminisced about the power and feeling of his fists intersecting before. It was completely opposite to his embarrassed appearance. The blazing light also began to ignite in the boxer's eyes, forming a sharp contrast with the sluggish look of Duan Qing who gradually extinguished the burst of thunder and fire on the other side: "Why, is there any time effect and backlash?"
"Of course, if the head of our family agrees, I can have one more experimental subject for these immature physical magicians." Duan Qingqiang shook his limbs and replied tiredly while holding his eyelids: "No fight, no fight, wait until I improve these magic circuits in my body next time."
"...Okay." The rising flames gradually subsided, and Duan Shanhe's face regained the gentleness and calmness it had at the beginning: "I will disturb everyone during this period."
"It's easy to talk." Duan Qing gestured breathlessly, turned around and walked hard towards the corner of the ruins: "Ninglan."
"exist."
The flashing figure appeared next to Duan Qing's call the next moment. The figure of Ningyu Ninglan, who was standing against the wind, with her hands folded in front of her body, seemed extremely calm and indifferent at this time: "A place has been arranged for this gentleman. , in a safe zone near LM Area 6."
"Ah ha, that's the best place here. There is a depression between the ridges, which can protect you from the strong wind." Duan Qing waved his hand again, and exposed himself to the young man who was still there. White Teeth: "As long as you're willing to clean up the scrap metal residue that's accumulated there."
"Of course it's not a problem." Ignoring the maid player's vaguely stabbing gaze, the young man put away his fists and responded, "Then I'll leave first."
"By the way, what else did that guy say?" After stopping the other person's move to leave, Duan Qing suddenly asked another question: "Is there anything else you want to say?"
"One more thing." Duan Shanhe nodded when he heard the sound: "He said -"
"See you on the field."
