"That's true, but I feel like the situation is one-sided again?"
Fierce cheers and cheers filled the left and right sides of the arena. The originally dimly lit underground space also became a little darker as the melee escalated. The voices from the flowers and guests on the magic broadcast were also like loud bells. echoed above this dim yellow space, trying to unravel the still elusive fog that shrouded the four figures: "Let's not talk about this brand new piece that the Sky-Breaking Blade moved out of nowhere. Trump card, what do those words of his mean? It is obvious that he has the advantage now, right?"
"From the perspective of the situation, it is like this." The middle-aged man's answer was still filled with a firm interpretation of the situation: "If it is really a magic like 'possession,' then he does occupy an absolute position now. Advantage, having an absolute advantage but not making a fatal move... Hmm, probably because you are worried about the possibility of the opponent making a comeback in an instant."
"Is there any possibility of a comeback?" Like a spectator who was screaming at the outcome of the battle, Blossoms like Brocade spoke on their behalf: "Three of them? The magic on the field was used by them. You were still at such a disadvantage along the way, so you shouldn’t be able to hide any other trump cards, right?”
"No, this choice has always existed, and it is also the choice that the Sky-Breaking Blade has always wanted to force them to make." The middle-aged man who was also the commentator replied in a low voice: "The only way -"
"That can be said to be 'exerting all your strength.'"
Flying close to the ground with the help of wind magic, it made a sharp sound on the ground. The gray-robed magician instantly approached the position where Fuchen was in the center of everyone's attention. The magician who had been waiting in that direction for a long time Jiangshan Ruhua then used himself as a human wall to forcefully catch the swung ice blade attack, and at the same time pushed out Fuchen, who had little health left behind him. After secretly drinking a bottle of recovery potion, Fuchen fled the place in embarrassment and then took a golden dagger thrown from across the river. The latter also roared and blocked Duan Qing's body. Before, he used his own life as the last barrier to interfere with the other party: "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah! I will fight with you!"
"That's an enchanted scroll, right?"
Easily dodging Yiwei Dujiang's "warm embrace", Duan Qing turned the corner of his eye to the side of Fuchen where Fuchen had disappeared: "And it's an enchanting scroll that can be used in this situation... Well, 'enchantment' Do you need attribute value as a condition? I seem to have forgotten a little bit."
"Go to hell!" As if he had seized Duan Qing's momentary distraction, Fuchen jumped from the corner of the battlefield, raised the dagger in his hand, and easily pierced the hazy body shrouded in white light: "The evil ghost retreats!"
"Do you think this is exorcising ghosts?" There was an obvious intersection of light between the dagger and the outline of Duan Qing's body, but this strange phenomenon did not seem to have any effect on the actions of the gray-robed magician. Influence: "I've already said that this is a spiritual body, not a real ghost. And who told you that sacred light can drive away undead? You should improve your magic knowledge."
"Damn it, this fight can't be fought anymore." He threw the fragments of the scroll in his hand that had not completely dissipated and threw them to the ground. He crossed the river and shouted towards the figure who was cut away by Duan Qing again and rolled down: " Dust!"
"Okay, okay! I admit defeat!" The answer was Fuchen, who was also covered in blood, supporting his body and raising his hand: "Withdraw!"
"Withdraw?" The onlookers were stunned: "What do you mean? Are you admitting defeat?"
"It's not about retreating, it's about withdrawing." Duan Qing, who was standing in the center of the arena, gradually raised his hands: "It seems——"
"You finally understand."
With Duan Qing as the center, the three challengers regrouped into a three-legged formation. One piece of equipment also reappeared on their bodies with the passing of a certain restraining power, and the soaring momentum also reappeared here. Three rays of light gathered in the scene of rising lights: "——Come on!"
"Come on, come on." Countless players suddenly realized
Amid the exclamation, Duan Qing, who had also recovered his abilities, had a smile on his face: "The time is almost up, let's decide the winner here, how about it?"
"Agree." After setting up his last shield, Jiang Shan Ruhua, the representative, shouted in a deep voice: "Bet on your last dignity! Even if you die, you must die in a decent way!"
"Don't say that, you might have a chance." Faced with the simultaneous attack by the three people after regrouping, Duan Qing, standing in the middle of the field, shook his head and sighed: "But-"
"Now I finally have a chance to fulfill my promise."
The light in his eyes suddenly became sharp, and the hazy white light covering Duan Qing's body collided with the three swords rushing forward at the same time as he opened his arms, and the burning breath then replaced the swords. The light of the spiritual body was hazy, and scattered sparks burst out together with the metallic light of the collision between the staff and the sword in Duan Qing's hand. The surface of the white elemental staff has been covered with dark red flame elements. The gray-robed magician holding the handle of the staff with both hands then waved the staff into a dazzling bolide, and the circular arc followed him. Calmly moving left and right, he constantly shuttled past, and for a while he was "one against three" with other cold light trajectories, but he was not far behind. In the fierce collision of flames, the red floating dust on the sword's blade was the first to exit the fighting range of the encirclement. At this time, the surface of the long sword that was cut forward also had magical elements gathering and brewing, and the next moment it turned into The ice blue sword light slashed forward. With tacit understanding, he stepped aside, and the nearest Yiwei Dujiang watched as the icy blue sword light melted into the flames like fireworks and meteors in Duan Qing's hand, and a picturesque shout followed. As he withdrew his sword and moved sideways forward, the large shield on his left hand also suddenly enlarged with an expanding shock wave: "Shield collision!"
"A shield collision at an extremely close range. Logically speaking, there is no way to avoid it." The voice from Duan Qing then echoed in Jiangshan Ruhua's ears, and the surface of the shield that continued to enlarge in front of him also passed him by the millimeter. In front of his chest, he missed the outline of Duan Qing's body floating away from the place: "Unfortunately, I'm in good condition now. There are still ways to change my position using wind magic."
The extinguished flame staff was already entangled in the emerald green wind. Duan Qing, who was facing away, waved his backhand, the tip of the staff pushed hard on his back when he was about to fall, and took advantage of the situation to dodge the second sword that was struck by Fu Chen. Kailai: "Also...it seems you all used 'weapon enchantment'?"
"You look like a ghost, I'm afraid only attacks with magical effects can hurt you." He was answered by Ichibi Dujiang who stepped forward again, and the cold sound under his cold face was also brought up by the tip of the sword in his hand. replaced by a bit of cold light: "This sword——"
"Can you still hide?" The cold light was like a bright meteor, making a sharp sound in the air next to Duan Qing's ears. The gray-robed magician, who was bent over, used his backhand to fly away the nearby magician. The ice-blue sword light extending from the tip of the sword and the staff also forced Yiwei Dujiang back, who was still waiting to pursue. Waving the large shield and shouting forward, the sword belonging to Jiangshan Pictures hit Duan Qing's face again. The gray-robed magician, who ignored the shield, waved a wind blade with his backhand and held the staff tightly. His hands suddenly pressed down, and the earth-yellow light between his hands flickered and extinguished in an instant: "Rock spikes!"
Between the narrow gaps, a rock spike protruding from the ground accurately passed through the gap between Jiangshan Ruhua and the shield in his hand. He subconsciously raised his head to avoid the attack and felt that his eyes were blurred. Originally, Duan Qing, who should be in front of him, has now been replaced by an expanded earth wall. With the help of this moment of shielding, he went around to the side of Yiwei Dujiang. The magic light in the hands of the gray-robed magician bloomed again, and the spreading ice crystals were like shotguns, killing Yiwei Dujiang who was still waiting to raise his sword to parry. He flew out: "——Fuchen!"
"coming!"
The force of his sword was interrupted by the wind blade wielded by Duan Qing. Fu Chen, who was charging forward with his sword, barely missed the retreating Yiwei Dujiang. There was a wound on the left arm that was withdrawing. The light that tried to slash through the sword again was knocked back into the air by Duan Qing's backhand and the head of the staff. Seizing this moment of opportunity, Jiangshan Ruhua passed over Fuchen and then drank for the third time.
The shield in his hand hit Duan Qing's face. The gray-robed magician, who had retreated with Fuchen's sword, suddenly raised his hand, and a blue line bloomed and extended in his hand, pulling his body from where he was. Pointing to the ceiling: "Geo-soil shaping——"
"Hammer!"
The earthy-yellow light condensed into a huge outline at the tip of Duan Qing's staff. The next moment, with the force of his fall, he suddenly fell towards Jiangshan Ruhua. The shield-hand who was also unable to catch up had to forcibly lift the shield in his hand. , and became the second person to be knocked out while barely forming a defensive posture. The heavy "staff hammer" held in both hands hit the ground with a heart-shaking roar. Duan Qing, who had not put away the weapon, also fought with Fu Chen who took the opportunity to get close. The latter, whose sword was connected, first One sword struck Duan Qing's vital part of the chest, and the second backhand sword quickly cut across the front of Duan Qing's wrists as he let go of the staff: "Let me go——"
"You don't think that a magician who loses his staff loses the ability to cast spells, do you?"
The rapidly cutting blade did not return to Fuchen's intention, because the two rock daggers condensed in Duan Qing's hands had blocked his weapons one after another. Fuchen, who wanted to change his strength, gritted his teeth and moved towards him. With the previous slash, the rock dagger that was originally blocking the front in a cross shape suddenly extended at the next moment and stabbed his chest one step ahead: "—What?"
"Weapons that can change shape, usage, and characteristics at any time are really difficult to deal with in actual combat."
Looking at the dust that was kicked away, a sigh belonging to Blossoms also sounded amidst the cheers of countless players around him: "Such a magical skill, no matter how many times I see it, it is breathtaking."
"His weapon conversion speed seems to have become faster, and the attack direction after shaping has become more accurate." The voice of the mysterious guest also sounded after the sighs of the flowers: "It's the one possessed by the spirit body. Are the attribute values assigned to him by the status working?"
"It should be like this - no, it's more than that." Looking at the three challengers rising up from the smoke, they all faced the gray-robed magician forward. After a moment of hesitation, a flowery denial also sounded: "As a former senior magician, I can assert that this kind of high-frequency magic casting and continuous changes are not problems that can be solved by simple attribute values."
"There must be some other secrets in that spiritual state."
Having also come to the same conclusion, the three Jiangshan Ruhua people gasped and gathered together again. They exchanged a simple look, and then Fuchen, who was covering the wound on his chest, made the final conclusion: "It seems that I want to To defeat this guy head-on, it’s a bit difficult for just the three of us.”
"The battle is not over yet." The ice thorns that pierced his body have disappeared. After drinking the healing potion, Ichibi Dujiang now looks like a bloody man: "Let's try again."
"This guy's offensive and defensive methods are too cunning and unpredictable. If we continue to struggle, the hope is too slim." Jiangshan Ruhua, who pressed the shield, gasped and shook his head: "If the battle line continues to be drawn, the rest of us will I’m afraid the upper limit of physical strength is not enough.”
"He must be the same." Staring at the vague outline of a figure walking out of the smoke in front of him, Fuchen gritted his teeth bitterly: "Forget it, let's give it a last try while everyone still has the strength."
"Drink ah ah ah!"
The hands that raised the sword blade were brought together, and the aura around Fuchen began to expand suddenly due to his concentrated movement. The burning air and boiling dust then surged forward under his flying foot, carrying with him The erratic sword edges rushed towards Duan Qing: "A glimpse of light!"
"Here it comes! Fuchen's famous stunt!"
The sword light and the gray shadow made a huge impact in the underground space, and finally appeared in front of everyone with countless clashing electric lights after the smoke and dust dispersed. The flowers bloomed suddenly and became excited and hurriedly raised their voices. He described in words the intense battle between the two people who were facing each other in a head-to-head confrontation: "The leader of the Void Adventure Map has always been known for his fast sword! I didn't expect that the Sky-Breaking Blade would also use a fast sword to deal with it - no, The Sky-Breaking Blade uses two swords! The cold magic effect on the blade reduces the opponent's attack speed!"
"But Fuchen doesn't intend to relax. He intends to suppress it to the end." The explanation of the mysterious guest also sounded afterward: "The purpose of suppressing is——"
"Ah! We saw that the Ichibi crossing the river on the other side was also building up his strength!"
At the other end of the battlefield, Ichibi Dujiang, who was standing still, also closed his eyes at this time. The sword blade was positioned across his chest as he retreated, pointing far away at the fierce battle ahead. In the direction of the gray-robed magician: "It seems that this one is also going to show off his own unique skills!"
"This time we really have to decide the winner!"
