It is difficult to compare the fighting styles of Don Quixote and Torreya, because within the Legion, their positions and abilities are completely different. One focuses on facing the enemy head-on, and the other is good at flanking assassinations. According to normal logic, people like Don Quixote who are good at facing the enemy head-on are often popular in this kind of arena. But in fact, the one who is really favored by Zhou Li and others is It was Torea who was in charge of infiltrating.
The reason is simple, Torea is guilty.
Torea's hang-up is very different from Zhou Li's hang-up. Zhou Li's hang-up is very tactful. Specifically, it means that the hang-up is not so outrageous and there is a certain amount of room for maneuver. Therefore, Zhou Li is more like a person who relies on twelve-moment resources to develop. late-stage hero. But Torea was different. She did not hide anything, she cheated simply and crudely without any secrets.
The unreasonable kind.
Zhou Ligui is a profession like "Black Emperor, Disaster and Natural Disaster" which is not clear from the name, but also difficult to master in operation. Torea, on the other hand, directly gave her a talent that said "the purer, the more awesome", and then gave her a talent that said, "You are the purest."
Looking at it this way, God still has some shame. At least he turned a corner and didn't directly give Torea a talent that "has this talent and she is invincible."
Therefore, although both Torea and Don Quixote had brilliant job levels at this time, their talents were extremely different. No matter how you say it, Don Quixote is just a knight from the countryside. Her current professional level and abilities are the result of her hard work, but in fact, she is a normal human being.
But Torea is different. Her physique itself is the highest creation of another civilization, and it was born entirely for fighting. Moreover, the gods also gave her the ability to switch professions at will and possess nearly unlimited energy. What these two add up to create is a combat monster through and through.
Zhou Li knew this gap, Eluma knew it, almost everyone knew it, and Don Quixote naturally knew it too.
Of course she understood that her partner completely crushed her in terms of strength. Every time she showed off her fighting skills and physical abilities, Don Quixote was intimidated. However, Don Quixote did not choose to give up, or in other words, she didn't know what giving up meant for a long time.
"Torea."
Standing on the ring, looking at the beautiful girl with white hair and red eyes holding a spear in front of him, Don Quixote took a deep breath. The armor on his body exudes a faint chill, and the sword in his hand is heavy and dexterous. Don Quixote raised the corners of his lips, his beautiful eyes full of perseverance, and said loudly: "Please go all out."
The corners of Torea's mouth curved in an imperceptible arc, and her eyes were raised slightly, her eyes as red as blood jade filled with rare excitement and excitement. She nodded, her voice as refreshing as a clear spring.
"I think so too."
As soon as he finished speaking, Don Quixote raised his sword and rushed toward Torea like a chariot. Don Quixote's figure was perfect, but under the thick armor, she was like a giant steel beast with an unstoppable momentum, rushing towards Torea without any scruples.
Facing the menacing Don Quixote, Torea did not panic at all, and did not even take any action. She just stood quietly on the ring as if she was frightened. Just when Don Quixote's shimmering sword tip was about to pierce her chest, Torea moved.
Like the wind.
These two words perfectly describe Torea's step. There was no drastic dodge like ducking or leaning back. Torea just followed the wind of Don Quixote's sword and stepped two inches away. However, just these two inches missed Don Quixote perfectly, and the spear in Torea's hand suddenly erupted with a terrifying buzz.
boom!
As if tearing apart the space, Torea raised her spear-holding hand upwards, and the tip of the spear also drew a silver moon in mid-air, directly aiming for Don Quixote's throat.
Lean left, swing the sword right.
Don Quixote, who had his back turned to Torreya, did not look back. The moment she felt the spear pierce the air, she directly stepped heavily on the ground with her right foot and turned her body to the left, while the sword in her hand was at a strange angle. It fell out of her hand and slashed towards Torrea in a right-turn motion. Torrea quickly retracted her spear, raised the tip of the spear to her right and opened the giant sword. At this time, Don Quixote's right fist also hit her lower abdomen.
The giant sword that was thrown away was just Xu Huang, and the real killing move was himself.
The distance comes from the lower abdomen, and at this time, if there is anyone who can see through the flesh and bones sitting in the audience, they will be shocked to find that all the energy in Torea's body at this time is wrapped around the bones, seeping into into the muscles. Although this punch hit Torea firmly on the lower abdomen, it was like hitting cotton with all your strength and did not cause any harm to Torea.
This is hanging.
According to common sense, professional energy flows in blood vessels. It takes a process to transfer energy from the blood to the bones and muscles. Although it only takes a few seconds, in such a rapidly changing place on the battlefield, it is tantamount to seeking death. And if you want to accurately mobilize professional energy for accurate coverage, you need complete concentration. But Torea didn't even think about it, the energy consciously covered the bones and muscles, blocking the blow.
The moment Don Quixote felt that the intensity was not being transmitted, he understood that Torea had used that rubber-like ability. Without hesitation, she retracted her right hand and lowered her waist to kick Torea's knee. But at this time, the energy in Torea's body did not just help her defend against the blow and then dissipate. On the contrary, the energy suddenly burst out. In an instant, Torea's figure disappeared from Don Quixote's sight.
As if he had expected this situation, Don Quixote turned around and kicked sideways, and the heavy armor that broke through the air like a heavy hammer hit Torea who appeared behind him. Feeling the sharp sound of breaking wind beside her, a faint smile appeared on Torea's face.
stick.
Facing this blow, Torea did not choose to retreat to avoid it, because she saw Don Quixote's body that was already gathering momentum. She knew that once she chose to dodge, Don Quixote would immediately change his moves and follow the forward force to kick forward twice. She would not be able to dodge in mid-air.
Therefore, facing this blow, Torea suddenly made a move that no one expected. She leaned forward and pressed her whole body against Don Quixote's body.
Through the cold armor, Don Quixote's eyes were filled with Torea's beautiful red eyes and the subtle curve of the corners of her mouth. In an instant, Don Quixote's pupils tightened, and his whole body became tense. And her right fist, which was ready to strike, hit Tolea's waist hard.
Buzz~~~
It was like the sound of an ancient bell ringing from Don Quixote's armor. Don Quixote immediately flew back. After finally regaining his balance, she covered her chest and looked at Toto with a helpless smile. Rhea.
"This is a powerful move."
Torea retracted her hands and took back the "qi" into her body. Just now, Torrea used terrifying precision to drill 5% of her professional energy through the gaps in the armor, vibrating continuously in Don Quixote's armor, causing damage to Don Quixote through the armor. great harm.
The martial arts association does not prohibit armor, because in such a close competition, the weaker side is wearing armor. First of all, armor is too bulky. In one-on-one battles, it is easy for the opponent to play with it and consume stamina. Secondly, in this era, if thick armor is not backed by shields and legions, the armor can easily become a tool for the opponent to cause secondary damage, just like it is now.
Therefore, Don Quixote wore armor on stage to hone his ability to adapt. And Torrea also knew this. She put away her spear, stood on tiptoes, and said with a chuckle: "I have been in contact for a long time, holding your armor."
"Just like His Highness the Brave said, you are secretly trying to trick me."
The two of them didn't look like rivals at all at this time. On the contrary, Torea and Don Quixote were extremely relaxed, and there was no tense atmosphere between them. But Zhou Li and Tiya understood that they were already in full condition at this time.
"The last resort."
Torea stretched out her fingers, and her white and smooth hands didn't look like a professional at all. Her eyes reflected the knight, and the condensed momentum began to disperse, "Any more, and I will be tired."
"good."
Don Quixote nodded, and then she pulled out the sword and stood on her chest.
Confrontation.
The moment the two weapons intertwined, all the skills disappeared, and all that was left was a pure contrast of strength.
From the outside, it seemed that Don Quixote had the upper hand and she took advantage. And those who really know the truth, including Torea, respect Don Quixote's actions.
She was facing her fears.
The body has its limits, but in many cases, humans have no limits. Spears and swords intertwined, and low and high-frequency buzzing sounds continued to sound. Everyone knew that this time was a blow that decided the outcome.
Ding!
Thunder and lightning flashed in Torea's eyes, and the next second, the spear struck down hard with a huge force. As the long sword pierced the ground, everything settled.
"I lost."
Don Quixote opened his mouth and looked in shock at Torea, who raised her hands in front of her and declared defeat with a calm expression.
All the spectators present were shocked. Like Don Quixote, they stared blankly at Torrea who announced his defeat. Even Tia was confused about this and didn't know why.
Who...lost?
Everyone saw that Don Quixote's long sword was hit hard by the tip of the spear and embedded in the floor beside him. And Torea's spear only needed to be smashed smoothly to directly incapacitate Don Quixote. But Torea raised her hand and declared defeat.
"Why are you…"
"I'm not giving up anything to you."
Torea looked at Don Quixote, who had a complicated look on his face, and said calmly: "You win. In the confrontation just now, I was pushed to the limit by you and subconsciously used five percent of my professional energy. I lost." ”
The crystal badge cannot suppress the energy in Torea's body. Therefore, Torea restrains the energy in her body by herself and only uses 5% of it to fight. In the last confrontation just now, Torea's power was briefly suppressed by Don Quixote. Without reacting for a while, she subconsciously used energy that she shouldn't have used. Therefore, Torea chose to admit defeat.
In fact, Torea is really fighting with a heavy load. Constraining professional energy itself is a mentally draining and distracting matter. What's more, Torrea must accurately set aside 5% for use in battle. In other words, Torea has been fighting on the third front, and the extra professional energy she used just now does not exceed 1%.
However, in Torea's eyes, she just lost.
If it had been at the very beginning, or before she met Don Quixote, Zhou Li and his group, Torea would not have explained it to Don Quixote, and she would not even be able to restrain energy. Because in the past, she believed that winning was everything, and winning was enough. As for whether the badge could restrain herself, and whether the game was fair, Torea would not care.
It doesn't matter.
but…
Looking at Don Quixote in front of him who was filled with joy and sorrow, his eyes full of himself but he didn't know what to say, he just pursed his lower lip and was at a loss, Torrea smiled.
This was the first time she had truly smiled.
Don Quixote was stunned. She had never seen Torea smile before. She had seen the corners of Torea's mouth raised, and she had also seen her curved eyebrows like crescent moons. However, she had never seen a smile like this from the heart, with a cheerful smile on her eyebrows and lips, which she had never seen in a girl who was as cold as the moon.
"You deserve this victory."
Torrea spoke with a soft voice, "Don Quixote, thank you."
"well?!!"
Don Quixote was immediately at a loss, waving his hands wildly, his eyes full of panic, "I, I'm not, why should you thank me?"
"Because you taught me a lot."
Torea's character has always been straightforward. She looked at Don Quixote and said solemnly: "I have always been bound by myself, by responsibilities and talents. I always refused to communicate and refused everything. Efforts and emotions. Everyone I have ever met tells me that genius does not require meaningless repeated efforts, nor does it require useless emotions.”
Torea thought of the girl who had been trained to master her body and the power to fight since she was born. Think of those times when you forbid yourself from releasing excess emotions, or do some common repetitive exercises. They believe that hard work for a genius will only destroy his talent, and emotions will be a burden that drags him down.
However, Torrea saw a different color in Don Quixote. Sparring together every day, planning the development of the legion together, reviewing previous joint battles, and the days when Don Quixote forced him to train. During these times, what she saw most was Don Quixote's confident and proud smile, and her never-stop efforts.
Maybe it was the last time, maybe it was a normal day. Torrea suddenly felt that maybe she should train with Don Quixote. Sometimes, she felt that she should also laugh together. She still remembered that the day before the battle, she took the initiative to send a message to Xiao Ke who was far away in Muqi. In the message, Xiao Ke's voice was surprised and excited.
"You taught me that talent and emotions should not be a burden. They should give me the desire to work hard instead of sinking because of them."
Stretching out her hand, Torea turned her back to the bright light, with a raw smile on her beautiful and elegant cheeks, and whispered to Don Quixote:
"Thank you for defeating me."
Thank you for having feelings and overcoming the closed heart.
