Chapter 1214: Broken Fan Tong’s Heart

Judging from the speed and status of the two men who attacked Belgium before, they are both highly agile warriors, and the one who uses the knight's sword has an agility value even higher than Billy. It is very distressing to be besieged by these two guys. .

I completely ignored the magic missiles that hit me from time to time. I used my Naotachi and metal gauntlets to constantly fight against the two people who besieged me.

Compared with the short sword that is always aimed at the fatal position, I am more afraid of the knight's long sword that passes by.

After all, there are only a few fatal places on the human body. As long as you pay a little attention, you can be safe. But the knight's sword is different. It moves erratically and cuts quickly. Even if it hurts my flesh, it will never advance an inch. Instead, he passed by and then immediately attacked the next location.

This attack method is similar to cutting flesh with a blunt knife. It constantly wears down the patience of the person being attacked. Once the patience is lost, a fatal blow will be immediately suffered.

One party is always aiming at the fatal position, and the other party is constantly slandering me while moving at high speed, wearing down my patience. I have to say that the situation I am facing now is extremely dangerous in the eyes of others.

However, facing such a dangerous situation, I sneered again and again: The tactics I got tired of many years ago are now being used against me. It's simply ridiculous!

In the long and boring days of wandering adventurers, I have used this tactic against countless dungeon monsters. Because of this, I know its usage and the ultimate goal to be achieved. At the same time, I In the process of continuous application, more than one tactic was devised to break this tactic.

This means that I know everything the knight longsword warrior thinks, and at the same time, I also know how to prevent him from succeeding. In this case, how can he rely on to win this battle?

Could it be that speed?

Yes, he is indeed faster than me. I can only rely on instinct and experience to block his attacks, but it is difficult to hit his body with my chopping speed.

However, this situation is temporary. After all, no one has infinite physical strength. Once he is exhausted and his speed slows down, it will be his time to be unlucky.

At that time, I might not take his life, but I would still be happy to grab his ankles and slam him against the magic barrier to use as a mural.

Killing intent continues to flow out with the fierce battle, and combat skills are also activated at the same time as the killing intent wraps the Naotachi.

The two opponents are still less than ten levels and have not faded. Therefore, there is no white light that can resist my murderous intention.

Weapons without the blessing of white light become vulnerable to killing intent and combat skills.

The Naotachi cut through a ray of light and collided with the short knife that was cutting my throat. It was like touching rotten wood, and the short knife broke with a sound.

The thin man holding the knife was startled, staring at the broken knife with doubt in his eyes. Seizing this momentary opportunity, I raised my left leg sharply, aimed at his abdomen, and kicked him away.

This kick was so powerful that he flew directly out, hit the magic barrier, and then fell to the ground, covering his stomach with his hands, with a painful expression on his face.

Having solved a problem, I felt much relieved. While wielding the Naotachi to block the attack of the knight's long sword warrior, I was ready to attack, waiting for the moment when his strength was exhausted.

After a few more minutes of stalemate, I felt that the attack speed of the knight's long sword was no longer as fast as before. I raised my eyes in the direction of the sword-wielding warrior and saw that his face looked tired, his breathing was rapid, and his movements and movements seemed to be a little slow. He must have been... It took a lot of energy.

However, seeing this, I had no intention of attacking at all, but continued to secretly accumulate strength, waiting for a flaw to appear.

After a few more minutes, something went wrong with his footing, and he stumbled and almost fell.

This is the moment!

I secretly thought in my mind, exerted my strength violently, and forced the opponent with the Naotachi sword.

Once this knife hits, he will be unable to fight again.

However, the knight's sword warrior suddenly stood firm as he staggered. He retracted his sword, charged up his arms, and then stabbed hard, straight into my right shoulder.

He actually cheated? !

I was slightly surprised, but I still had everything under control.

The sword strike just now seemed fierce, but in fact it exerted very little force. After all, the opponent was also an experienced adventurer. In the duel, any method could be used, and it would definitely not work without guarding against it.

Sure enough, his stagger was a lie, and my sword attack was also a feint.

The Naotachi sword continued to strike at the opponent, and I raised my left hand, which had been free, and opened my fingers, aiming at the sword blade. I squeezed it hard and used my bare hand to catch the sword.

At the same time, he raised his right leg, aimed at his lower abdomen, and gave him a hard kick.

Agile warriors are like this. Their speed is unparalleled, but their physical fitness is purely weak. As long as they find the right position and kick hard, they will lose their fighting ability immediately.

Glancing at the two people who were like dead dogs by the arena, I chuckled, turned around, and looked back at the battle situation of the others. I found that the fierce battle situation just now no longer existed. The adventurers opposite were lying on the ground and lingering for breath. , exhausted from exhaustion, there is no one left with the will to fight.

On our side, apart from Billy, whose clothes were in serious tatters, only Loki lay dead on the spot due to limitations in his combat skills. The others were still alive and well, with no abnormality.

As the whistle blows, the battle ends and our side wins.

During dinner, I promised, bought the best beef, and grilled it myself, while the others rested, washed, chatted, and drank.

I turned the beef over with one hand and asked Yura: "Have you used the magic I asked you to prepare before?"

Yura shrugged: "Before I could use it, I was lying on the opposite side."

"Oh, that's it." I was a little disappointed: "I thought they would mount a strong enough resistance."

"You are thinking too much," Yura said, "This is just a competitive game, and few people will risk their lives."

"Well, that's right." I nodded, put the roasted beef on the plate, and set it aside.

"By the way, Yura," I said, "What was the ranking of the Brave Guild in the Zephyr Tournament before?"

Yura thought for a while and said: "Top 100, always Top 100."

After hearing this, I raised my eyebrows and couldn't help but said: "The Valiant Guild is a large guild, and it is a national guild funded by the city lord. How come it is only a hundred strong?"

"This is normal," Yura said: "Because it is a national guild, most of the people who can join the guild are aristocratic children. Those aristocratic children are unwilling to work hard and are afraid of death. How can they compare with the adventure of constantly struggling? Home."

"But they have money and equipment. They can crush a group of people with high-quality equipment," I said.

"Are you saying this sincerely?" Yura suddenly laughed: "Why do I feel like you are laughing at them as just a bunch of people who have nothing but appearances?"

"No way," I shook my head and said, "How could I compare them to the rice cook? That would hurt the man's heart!"