He swung his sword in the air with all his strength, and the sharp blade he met fell with Stanley's staggering steps. After tearing open the solid ground, half of the blade sank into it.
Holding the sword, Stanley gasped for air. His condition could not be worse at this time, and his split eyes seemed to tell the exhaustion of his skills. Stanley held the sword in his hand tightly and paid attention to his surroundings, but at this moment he was unable to capture Mei Lan's movements at all.
It wasn't that his poor condition affected his judgment. Stanley was suddenly shocked to realize that he couldn't sense Mei Lan's aura from the very beginning. The sense of oppression exerted on him has not dissipated, and he also knows that Mei Lan has no reason to retreat from the current deadly battle.
Is it a cornerstone talent? He has the ability to hide his aura. Is that why he chose the profession of assassin? After calming down, Stanley's brows gradually furrowed as he felt the strange fluctuations in the spreading fighting spirit.
"That's not right!" His closed eyes opened at this moment, looking around to see that there was not only one figure speeding around!
"Where is it?" His spiritual power was almost exhausted, and the dual torture of mental and physical trauma made it impossible for Stanley to determine the real location of the other party immediately. But the charming figure was always observing Stanley's actions, and suddenly rushed out the moment he exposed his flaw!
"It's here!" His eyes caught the cold light that broke through the air. Stanley pointed his sword at the ground, and the sword energy of the skill refreshed the divine wind expanded from his body to directly block Mei Lan's attack.
The crimson sword wind that erupted from then on forced Mei Lan's figure back, and at the same time, the three sword energy that followed closely followed the opponent's retreating footsteps and flew away.
Although the sword energy's counterattack was swift and fierce, it still failed to hit the opponent. It bombarded the land in front of Mei Lan and blew up smoke and dust ten feet high. But just at the second when Mei Lan was lucky, Stanley's figure broke out of the rising dust and smoke, and struck Mei Lan head-on with a raised sword!
He clearly saw Mei Lan's body being split into two by the sword in his hand, but Stanley was not happy at all. Yes, he was fooled. There was no sense of substance. What he tried his best to kill was just another shadow!
"I'm sorry, you made a wrong judgment." The moment the whisper came to his ear, Stanley raised his head suddenly.
"I want you to take care of it!" At this moment, he felt Mei Lan's aura coming from five directions at the same time!
What is the real body and what is the shadow is no longer important to Stanley at this moment. The fierce wind roared on the other side of the ruins, and the sword-like sight penetrated the noise. From the moment bright red tears of blood fell from the corners of his eyes, the fighting spirit surrounding him surged again!
The sound of Qi explosions in the air reached my ears, and the crimson fighting energy rose up and transformed into nine violent waves in an instant, which flew towards him from all directions under the control of Stanley's mind. Suicide is impossible. It is a desperate attack. Since it is impossible to determine the opponent's location, let the faster attack arrive first!
The crimson fighting spirit was burning like fire, and the suffocating feeling in the air made Mei Lan frown slightly. The distance between her and the other party was only five steps, but she knew that before she got close to Stanley, she would definitely be beaten by the poor behind her. The chasing force was crushed first.
Looking away from the screen, Artoris gradually closed her eyes as she listened to the exclamations from the audience. I have to admit that Stanley does have good strength now, at least he will not be his opponent until his strength reaches level four, but one needs to know that there is still an insurmountable gap between him and Mei Lan.
It's over. Mei Lan won this contest.
Seeing the scorching crimson waves crushing Mei Lan's three clones, Stanley's pupils suddenly shrank in the next second before he could rejoice. Seeing that Mei Lan, who seemed to be her real body, was stepping into the void, she cleverly crossed the edge of the three approaching sword energy and ran toward her. A few steps turned into one, and the silver sword as bright as the moon was held in both hands, glowing with platinum brilliance. It was obviously a one-handed sword, but it was used as fast as a dagger, which was really suspicious.
But Stanley no longer cares so much. At this point, he can no longer dodge and must parry!
"I haven't lost yet!"
"Atoris!" The Wolf King's call awakened Atoris, and she raised her head and looked at the huge screen above again.
Although his spiritual power had long been exhausted, Stanley still did not fall. Blood overflowed from his seven orifices, but he did not give up even so. The trembling hand clenched the crimson sword blade, and as Stanley exerted his strength, his fighting spirit rekindled.
Witnessing all this, Artoris's pupils gradually opened in surprise. This is not a duel about life and death. The two people who have survived until now have done well enough. Why did that young man, Stanley, choose to endure the pain of burning his life to win this duel?
Stanley's momentum rose instead of falling. Like Artolis, he met the young man's determined gaze at this moment. Mei Lan felt as if something was broken in her heart. It was clear that the battle could be solved by just taking a few steps back, but at this moment, I had a feeling that if I just took a step back, I would lose the decisive thing.
...fighting spirit
How long has it been since you picked up this kind of thing?
Standing on the lake as clear as a mirror, the woman slowly turned her head, and what came into view was her past, her adventure career that was illusory and yet seemed to have really existed. The joys, sorrows, and sorrows of living with friends are both real and illusory, like a dream from another day, covered with a thin veil in memory.
However, all of this was completely abandoned after she inherited the will of the Meilan family and became the puppet of the Sava family.
The name "Wanderer" is like her past, bound by layers of shackles amidst people's cold ridicule, and gradually dragged to the bottom of the lake.
"It turns out that I was also eager to fight..." A sentence that inexplicably rose in her heart blurted out along with Mei Lan's thoughts.
"What did you say?" Coming closer, Mei Lan's sudden words also reached Stanley's ears, making him slightly startled.
Noticing the popping veins on Stanley's forehead, and the sharp blade dragging the ground where he looked was also coming towards him at this moment, Mei Lan finally smiled. Not for anyone else, this... is her own battle!
"I said, this time you were fooled again!"
The next second, under Stanley's horrified gaze, he swung the sword with all his strength and cut Mei Lan in half in front of him, but what he didn't expect was that it was still a phantom! If this is a fake body, then where is the real body...
"Here!" He avoided the nine sword lights in an instant and flashed behind Stanley. The white-gold brilliance of the sword in Mei Lan's hand shone at this moment!
"Chong Guang Luo Yue!" Following Mei Lan's sweet shout, she slashed out with a fierce sword. The eight golden wheels that split from the sword and were as dazzling as the bright moon flew in all directions, overlapping the nine layers. The cut instantly tore through the armor, which was as ineffective as tissue paper, and cut off Stanley's head entirely.
The result did not change. Meilan won this duel.
"Finally, it's over." Artolis breathed a long sigh of relief. Her eyes moved away from the darkened screen and fell on Delflenger, who looked ashen.
"Everyone has seen that, although the process was ups and downs, I think this is the result. I won this competition!"
