Chapter 294: A Man Without a Level A

Moo—

With the resounding [Morning Horn] being sounded, the tauren habitat ushered in a new day.

And the second round of the [Blood and Horn] competition also arrived as scheduled.

Dawn has already fully understood the rules of the second round of competition.

The eight fighters will draw lots to determine their opponents, and then through one-on-one confrontation, the winner will advance and the loser will be eliminated until the final champion is born.

In the morning of this day, the arena will be divided into four, and the eight-in-four competition will start at the same time.

In the afternoon, it will be the semi-finals of four to two.

The final winners, the two winners who advanced to the finals, will start the final battle of [Blood and Horns] in the afternoon of the day after tomorrow.

The shape resembles a low-profile version of the Colosseum in the Minotaur Arena.

Accompanied by the sound of a horn with a tone different from [Morning Horn], the eight contestants who participated in the second round of competition all arrived at their respective venues and took their positions.

On the opposite side of Dorne, stood an extremely strong tauren, probably three and a half heads taller than him.

It can be seen that the other party's brown hair is mixed with a little white beard, which should have entered middle age.

His hands were covered with armguards, and his bare upper body was muscular. His biceps, pectoralis major, tsk tsk... were several times bigger than the average young tauren.

In addition, it is easy to attract people's attention that the right horn on the top of the opponent's head is missing a piece, and there are several vertical and horizontal scars from monster claws on the pectoralis major.

Moreover, the opponent didn't carry a weapon on the field, and he seemed to be a player whose muscular fists and feet were far superior to weapons.

"Kuba... This look looks like an old bull warrior." Donne evaluated the other party in his heart, "Since he doesn't use weapons, then I don't need them either. Anyway, I am best at spells."

Kuba was the name of the old bull warrior on the opposite side, and Donne also knew it after the lottery had just been drawn.

"Benessa! Benissa!"

"Kuba! Kuba!"

The tauren watching the battle from the spectator seats began to shout the names of their favorite fighters again.

After Alista, who was highly expected by everyone, fell in the first round of the audition melee, the voices of Benisha in the audience are still very high.

In addition, the names of some other tauren fighters began to be mentioned in the shout.

Kuba is one of them.

Even, if you listen carefully to the shouts at the banquet at this time, you can still hear some people shouting [Donne]'s name.

It is not surprising that this is the case.

The Minotaurs worshiped the strong, and after Dorn defeated Alista and the others with one against five, and initially showed his strength, it was logical to gain some tauren fans.

The eight fighters stood in their respective competition areas, and the trumpeter blew the battle horn again.

Amidst the tragic sound of the horn, the eight people on the field all rushed towards the opponent at the same time.

...

On the battlefield on the side of Dawn and the old bull warrior Kuba.

Bowser had kept an eye on Dorne during the previous melee.

In other words, with Dawn's performance in the melee, it was hard not to pay attention to him.

This outsider can control the drowsy and terrifying black energy, which is very powerful, and Kuba feels that he has no way to resist this ability.

However, the day before yesterday, the chief and the shaman specifically talked to the seven Minotaurs who advanced to the second round of competition, including themselves.

The chief mentioned that this outsider named Dorn will most likely not use [Sleeping Black Gas] in the next battle.

Although I don't know the basis for the chief to make such a judgment, but since the chief has said so, then Kuba will believe so.

As long as he doesn't encounter the unknown and unpredictable black energy, Kuba still has more confidence in himself.

As long as one's own horns, fists, hooves, elbows, and knees hit the opponent's vital points, the battle can be ended with one blow!

The numerous thoughts were fleeting, and in just two breaths, Kuba was already close to Donne.

The old bull warrior immediately clenched his fist with his left hand to protect his face, while his right hand was like a sharp arrow that was flying from the bowstring, and it aimed straight at Dawn's face with incomparably swift momentum and wind pressure!

And when Donn rushed towards his opponent, he was also ready for battle early.

[Eagle View] Activate!

【Smart】Activate!

[Eagle View] provides extraordinary clear dynamic vision to capture the details of the other party's movements; [Delicacy] provides enhanced speed and body coordination to respond quickly.

His head was turned slightly sideways, dodging the violent straight punch of the blow.

Afterwards, Donne's eagle eyes keenly caught the slight rise of the opponent's right hoof.

So, 【harden】activated!

The right legs of the two sides kicked together, and the mortal bodies seemed to make a dull impact sound with a steel texture.

After the first round of close combat, both sides took two steps back in unison, widening the distance between each other.

Kuba breathed out his nose, and said loudly:

"Mr. Dorn, I thought you were a warlock like Tamara Shaman, but I didn't expect your fighting skills to be so amazing. Kuba admires you very much, and it is my honor to fight with you."

"Heh..." Facing the sincere praise on the other side's face, Don just scratched his cheek with his index finger and gave a dry laugh, "I'm only average in melee combat."

To be honest, I'm really what you call a warlock like a Tamara shaman.

As you can see, my melee combat skills are all thanks to various skill buffs.

In other words, none of my moves are flat A, they all cost blue bars, you know!

In a sense, I am now also a man without an A.

Kuba: "Your humility really shines like a gem. In the collision just now, I have already felt your heart. I will do my best in this battle and will not let you down."

The eyes of the old cow warrior still maintained praise and appreciation, and there was a bit of unilateral sympathy for each other.

Don:?

How did you feel my heart?

My heart just didn't move at all!

You tauren must be very strange, right? Don't talk to yourself, immerse yourself in your own world, hey!

Don't allow Don to complain a few more words in his heart, Kuba on the opposite side rushed towards him again.

The old bull warrior pounced on Dawn like a preying cheetah. His incomparably strong figure, coupled with his swift movements, was full of oppression.

However, Dawn was not too flustered, relying on the blessings of [Eagle View] and [Nexteracy], he was ready to dodge sideways.

But who knows, the moment the old bull warrior approached Don, his body suddenly stagnated, deviated from the original moving track, and dodged to Don's side in an extremely fast and somewhat unreasonable posture.

The swift pounce just now was just a feint!

The old bull warrior still has two brushes in this hand, and he even activated two skills to strengthen himself. At this time, only one thought flashed in his mind: "So fast! Such a strong body control ability..."