"……call."
The golden light was still flickering in the vast cave, but the same golden light that filled Fulla's eyes gradually extinguished as time passed. Xueling Huanbing, who was also watching the progress of the game on the field, followed. He also let out a long sigh, and the palm that had been holding the dragon bone sword relaxed: "It should be fine now."
"If we can bring both sides back to the normal starting line, sir, the chance of winning is still very high." Standing next to Xue Ling Huan Bing, Ciyu Ninglan, who kept a smile on his face, also looked in the direction of Fula. Retracted: "And even if the gentleman can't cope with the opponent in front of him, he probably won't accept the help of the young lady. After all, young lady, you and Lady Fulla are now part of the audience outside the venue."
"This is a duel, I know it." Xue Ling Huan Bing still shook her head: "As long as the other party doesn't use any despicable means, I will naturally not interfere, but -"
"Ninglan understands what Miss Lingbing means. Even if she is watching from the sidelines, she will be somewhat worried in her heart." After taking over what the white-haired female swordsman had not finished, the smile on Ninglan's face became even brighter. Brilliant: "It's one thing to believe in your strength, but your mood will naturally be different when you're watching the battle. With all the dangers your sir just encountered, even Ning Lan, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, seemed extremely anxious and anxious."
"So what happened in the end? Did that guy really prepare so many potions?" Xue Ling Huanbing deliberately lowered his voice: "What's that 'sacred purification potion'?"
"Ninglan doesn't know. After all, when Mr. was preparing for the competition, the two tasks of making potions and organizing equipment were carried out without being disturbed." Ninglan held her cheek and tilted her head: "Ninglan will not easily interfere with Sir's work without making it clear, so is what he said just now a bluff——"
"Forget it, no need to explain." So Xue Ling Huan Bing pressed her forehead to stop Ciyu Ninglan's explanation: "In short, this guy relied on his bluff to survive the attack just now, but... how will he fight next? "
"Most likely we will maintain this rhythm." Ningyu Ninglan replied happily: "As long as we continue to maintain this, victory will definitely belong to sir! Ninglan believes in her own vision! But before that -"
"There is still work that needs to be done on our side."
Following the gaze that the maid player quietly turned towards, Xueling Huanbing also looked at the location of the crack where the gray-robed magician had previously placed the runes. The entire cave shrouded in golden light was also at that crack. The surface of the dark cracks was dyed with a strange golden color, making it impossible to see what the inside looked like now. The bursting sparks then gave rise to more halos on the golden reflective surface, and a new round of fierce fighting broke out when the demon resurrected and Duan Qing started to attack again. The main theme of the empty hall, and the dark gloves that appeared on the hands of the red-haired man in it, were also clearly visible under the direct resistance of the elemental staff in Duan Qing's hand: "...Why don't you use your invincible magic? ? Could it be that you spent too much effort throwing the alchemy potion before?"
"Really? I don't know about it myself? I just want to test the strength of my weapon, and take a closer look at how powerful the pair of gloves made of meteorite iron you brag about... Ouch, what is this? Boxing?"
"Don't tell me you haven't seen the Lingshan School's 'Gui Ling Appear' before. I specially selected this set of Lingshan School boxing techniques with its own speed bonus just to catch up with your wandering footsteps."
"As a magician, running fast enough is a compulsory course to save your life... What? You said it's not a compulsory course? Who said that? That person must have been dead long ago, believe it or not!"
Another tumbling punch that resurrected the demon and cut through his head gave way. The gray-robed magician quickly climbed up while the bone fragments were flying. Finally, during the second round of the battle, he cast his first magic. The icicles that stood on the path of the demon's resurrection pursuit were smashed into fragments all over the sky by the opponent's fist at the next moment. However, the steps trailing the traces of white air became less than what they were at the beginning as they passed through the scattered ice shards. So smart: "...deceleration effect?"
"This is the most basic built-in effect of frost magic."
He was hiding a little more easily than before. The gray-robed magician, who was sliding down the hillside with piles of dragon bones, used the breathing space he had earned to raise the second huge stone wall: "You should also be very good at this rhythm. You should be familiar with them. You have probably fought eight thousand magicians in your career, if not ten thousand."
"You want to fly my kite, right? No way!" Shi Qiang followed the same path as Icicle at the next moment. The demon resurrected with a roar and threw one of the stone fragments in his hand towards Duan Qing: "I There must be a way to attack from a distance!"
"Ouch, it's dangerous, dangerous." Feeling the whistling sound on his scalp, Duan Qing, who ducked to avoid it, spat out the keel fragments bitten in his mouth: "Forget it, just running down is really nothing. Method."
"I'd better give you some color to see."
In the scene where the fist wind, which was more powerful than the stone thrown just now, was about to hit, the gray-robed magician raised his staff behind the unfolded magic shield. The tip of the raised staff flashed with magical light. It was also covered up by the explosion smoke caused by the fist wind, but the magical radiance pulled out at the next moment stopped the demon's original intention of rushing forward: "Earth Fire Impact!"
"Icefall!"
The flames shattered the ground covered with dragon bones, and a huge ice-colored meteorite then hit the red-haired boxer's body as he dodged to the side of the cave. The two seamlessly connected magic lights also intertwined with each other. The dim cave covered almost a quarter of the area, and finally turned into a wonderful landscape of a large number of white bone fragments thrown up by the meteorite falling to the ground, entangled with the footsteps of the demon resurrected and transformed into a shadow: "The tiger roars in filial piety!"
"This is the first time I've seen a guy perform this move with his feet... you're really a genius." Duan Qingchong used the condensed rock shield to block the opponent's direct kick from Chi Chi, spinning his hands in front of him. The other party praised him: "The power seems to be stronger than a fist... huh?"
As if he noticed something strange, the gray-robed magician's movement to retreat was delayed for a moment. A loud shout from the resurrected demon was accompanied by the sight of the rock shield shattering inch by inch as it broke through Duan Qing's blockage. A blow burning with red flames came in front of the opponent: "Soul-shattering palm!"
"What are you looking around for?"
The magic shield seemed unable to withstand the power of this palm. The eggshell space surrounding Duan Qing's body later turned into cracked fragments under the attack of the resurrected demon, watching the gray-robed magician fall into the distance. He did not continue to pursue forward in a hurry, but stood among the flying keel fragments and frowned his eyebrows: "How dare you be distracted? Do you want to let go?"
"If I want to release water... cough, can you still tell?" Duan Qing climbed out of the mountain of bones where he fell in embarrassment. He coughed a few times and wiped his mouth: "But the palm just now The internal strength is good, and it actually has the effect of hurting people from a distance... Hey, it seems that he has tried this trick on other magicians."
"After all, they are all people who like to fight me with magic shields." There was still a faint flame burning on his body. The demon resurrected with his arms crossed and rolled his eyes and replied: "Don't think that magic shields can really protect you." You can rest easy, there are many ways to deal with you in this world, and penetrating damage is just one of them."
"Okay, okay, I admit that I underestimated you a little bit just now." Duan Qing took out a bottle of emerald green potion from his arms and drank it. Duan Qing sighed and pointed his elemental staff at his In front of him: "Then allow me to show you well——"
"How does a real magician and alchemist fight?"
The tip of the elemental staff lit up a fiery red as Duan Qing's words fell. At the same time, the demon's resurrected fist rushed forward, and then the brilliant white light seemed to fall from the sky. Lightning struck directly in front of the resurrected demon, blocking his fist that was about to reach Qingmianmen's midsection with a backlash: "Molten blast!"
"You don't intend to kill, but you just want to retreat from the enemy?" He held his fists in front of his body and flew back. The demon's attempt to jump to the other side was blocked by the elemental staff that suddenly appeared next to him. They hit each other: "The magic power is solidified!"
"Twin Moon Wheel Staff!"
The flame-wrapped fist collided with the highly dense rock staff in the air, making an extremely loud clang sound. The demon resurrected in a posture and wanted to step forward, but was blocked in advance by Duan Qing's second consecutive stick blow. Holding still, Duan Qing, who had made a huge dent in the bone fragments, tried his best to stretch his body. The casting movement with his right hand sent two ice shadows to the left and right sides of his opponent: "Ice Arrow!"
Holding the staff on his shoulder with one hand, the figure of the gray-robed magician broke through the intersection of the two ice arrows, and a shoulder collision that met the demon's resurrection was just in time. Before crossing each other, he sent the other end of the staff's handle, which had been strengthened by the rock element, to the other's chest: "Every inch longer is stronger, do you understand?"
"——"
With a heavy breath in his chest without lifting it up, the demon's resurrected fist hit Duan Qing's body with a large amount of bone fragments and soil. The grey-robed magician who retreated after vomiting blood failed to maintain himself. In the casting action, he turned around and held the tip of the staff diagonally above his head, and also pulled out a dazzling electric light: "Wind and thunder are coming!"
"What?"
The electric light grazed his side, and the demon who was almost penetrated was resurrected and looked at the other end of the lightning connection behind him with a surprised expression: "When did you - no, wait a minute."
"Could it be the icicle from before?" Xueling Huanbing, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, also showed an expression of realization at this time: "It seems that he used the same trick, using his own magic as a cover to guide the thunder and lightning. The alchemy tools were buried in a corner of the battlefield in advance."
"Even the position has been calculated." Duan Qing, who laughed loudly, swung the whip formed by the electric light connection to the side of the demon's resurrected writhing body: "You have to pay more attention next! Maybe I will be behind you when you retreat. A big gift has been prepared in that direction, do you want to be more careful?"
"You guys have quite a few acrobatics."
He stepped hard on the ground with both feet. The resurrected demon who no longer retreated used a layer of fire that burst out from his body to bear down the lightning that was close to Chi Chi. At this time, a touch of forbearance appeared on the face that was also wrapped in the flames. Then he smiled fiercely, as if the electric attack just now had never happened: "But this is good news, because you finally started to use advanced magic elements to deal with me."
"I'm not doing this because I look down on you. It takes the right time to activate these high-level magics." The rotating heavy staff finally stopped in a balanced position, and Duan Qing, who was weighing his hands up and down, also revealed a A helpless smile: "High-level magics are as cumbersome as high-level magics. They are not as simple as primary magics. Spell casting guidance is slow. Spell casting also requires accurate spells and postures. There is almost no room for use in high-level competitions. Probably only people like me can use them." In this way, those who prepare the 'thunder rods' in advance will have the opportunity to show them."
"So do you want to have a showdown with me?" Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the dark stick-shaped object that was still leaking a sizzling sound of electricity from behind him. The devil resurrected and closed his mouth with a grin. His own fists: "I don't know how many potions and props you have hidden, but dragging it down is probably not good for me."
"You have a very strategic vision, the second best president in the world." Duan Qing, who stopped moving, also smiled: "But I highly doubt that you still have the capital to compete with me?"
"Of course... yes."
Pulling his posture back and forth, the red-haired man answered word by word. The dark red flames that were the same as his own gradually enveloped his right fist as they devoured and rose up. The gesture turned into a big mouth that wanted to devour anyone: "This is the Dragon Tomb, so this move should be very suitable."
"Is this...dragon energy?" Feeling the changes in the atmosphere gradually gathering around the cave, Duan Qing raised his eyebrows in surprise: "When did you learn Huan Meng's stuff too?" coming?"
"As a fan of boxing, I have dabbled in a little bit of the moves and techniques of each school." The whole body has been enveloped in terrifying flames, and the demon's resurrected and self-effacing expression has also been illuminated by a dark red light. Gradually covering up: "To some extent, this is very similar to your past style."
"I don't need your tribute." Duan Qing shook his head and pointed the elemental staff at the transformed dragon head: "But -"
"It would be a shame if this is your last 'capital'."
