A young man with lion ears staggered over the wall.
It is a rare New Year's Day holiday when there is double happiness, and many shops have taken out the fine wines that they have collected for many years.
Wanze naturally would not miss this opportunity.
In recent days, he has been drinking happily with his friends. He always gets drunk and only climbs over the wall to come back at night.
Today, Wanze, as usual, climbed over the wall of his house and planned to fall asleep, but the noisy fighting sounds and a gust of cold wind slightly brought him back to consciousness.
After opening his blurry eyes, Wanze saw two people fighting fiercely in the wilderness in front of the mansion.
No matter how many times Wanze saw the fleshy lion-headed figure, he would never mistake it; it was his father.
As for the other one.
Wan Ze squinted his eyes and looked for a long time before he could barely see that the man fighting with his father seemed to be the man who had blocked many of his moves last time.
The masked man with colorful hair was seen to be extremely agile. He dodged many of his father's attacks in a row, and then took advantage of every opportunity to swing his sword and hit his father.
Suddenly, an electric current seemed to pierce Wanze's heart. He shuddered and became much more sober.
He just sat on the ground, watching the fierce battlefield without saying a word.
The fierce claws attacked, and Yang Yu dodged Wan Huawen's attack by turning sideways. Wan Huawen's claws slammed heavily on the ground, creating a deep pit. Red color extended along the crack, and then gushed out like a fountain.
Yang Yu moved extremely quickly, finding a gap in the red spring and avoiding it, but Wan Huawen rushed over again, stepping on the blood-red.
The blood lions are a sub-human race with powerful strength and excellent speed, but their speed is nothing compared to Yang Yu's.
Yang Yu moved with extremely light steps, and faced with Wan Huawen's fierce attack without any disorder. It was so fast that Wan Ze thought he saw an illusion and rubbed his eyes.
The battle lasted only a few minutes, but every minute and every second was a game of chess.
Even though his speed was extremely fast, Yang Yu did not dare to relax for a moment and kept his attention extremely focused.
Although Wan Huawen's agility was far inferior to his own, he was also trying his best to squeeze out every bit of his attributes and make them play just the right role.
Wan Huawen rationally plans the use of each skill and predicts the opponent's next attack. He will not be shaken by his own injuries, nor will he feel any regret because his skills miss the target. Instead, he will immediately prepare for the next attack and defense.
Fighting against Wan Huawen, Yang Yu seemed to be fighting against another self.
The Blood Lion has many restrictive skills, and if you are careless, Wan Huawen will likely seize the opportunity and force you into a dead end.
In terms of skills, Wan Huawen is almost the same as me.
What we are competing for now is who relaxes first and who makes mistakes first.
Yang Yu was sure that if it was a simple attribute crushing, in a one-on-one situation, he would most likely have no chance of winning.
Even though I am a defensive warrior and can only play a real role in a team, there is nothing wrong in making myself strong so that I can defeat more and stronger enemies.
Perhaps, one day, the situation will arise where I have to fight alone.
Pure tanks will be treated as sandbags.
It has a bright future if it is both strong and has high damage.
To ensure the safety of yourself and your partners.
The red aura lingered around Wan Huawen's whole body. The effect of [Bloody Lion] made Wan Huawen's blood boil. He hadn't felt this way for a long time.
"I have a new respect for you once again. Perhaps I should have used my full strength to fight you at the beginning."
Even if Wan Huawen seized the opportunity and punched Yang Yu, all subsequent attacks were blocked by Yang Yu with strange methods, and there was no way to pursue him.
"If you really used your full strength, you would have completed the decisive kill the moment you restrained me. In a battle, just a few seconds can decide the outcome of a battle."
Yang Yu had no intention of being modest, he was just telling the truth.
Many of the Blood Lion's moves are based on force suppression. The more force suppression there is, the stronger the effect will be.
If Wan Huawen completely lets go and Yang Yu uses all his skills, the probability of winning will be less than one in ten.
Precisely because Wan Huawen imposed restrictions on himself, Yang Yu had ample opportunities to demonstrate his strength and see what he could achieve now.
Then, become stronger.
If Yang Yu only wanted to gain experience in challenging tasks from the beginning, he could have agreed to a few hours for each task, and there was no need for Wan Huawen to restrict his abilities.
Just like we did with Secamens before, don't attack, just run away.
But now, Yang Yu wants to hone himself further.
Fight with different people seriously, do not underestimate every competition, and summarize the experience and lessons from them.
Even if you only improve a little at a time, it is enough. Even if you only discover a little that you are not doing well at a time, it is enough.
These little things will one day converge into a surging ocean.
He has gradually made his way to where he is today, from a rookie who knew nothing.
A punch hit Yang Yu's shield, knocking Yang Yu back several meters. Wan Huawen's smile became more and more intense.
"It's almost time. Since you want to learn that move, let's end with that move!"
Holding a heavy shield in his hand, Yang Yu stared straight at Wan Huawen, "Come over here."
I saw the mane on Wan Huawen's neck stand up and float upwards, like a burning flame.
Veins bulged on the bulging muscles, and a mass of red was like a drop of ink dropped into clear water, spreading out from Wan Huawen's chest, covering him with a layer of red "coat".
Blue electric currents came from nowhere and leaped on the red coat. Taking a deep breath, Wan Huawen took a stance. The red light on his body was like a burning flame. His eyes were bright and emitting orange light.
The ground beneath the thousand-foot-high lion's feet instantly cracked at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it erupted with unimaginable speed and power, approaching Yang Yu in one breath.
This time, Yang Yu did not choose to dodge.
With his speed, he could have dodged it, but Yang Yu didn't dodge.
[Raging Blood] is a very critical skill, and there are only a few people in this world who can use this skill.
Yang Yu wanted to try out the specific consequences of using this skill on others using his own body.
Standing in place, Yang Yu activated all the skills that could enhance his own tankiness, then used [Climb] to firmly grasp the ground. He raised his shield and met Wan Huawen's fist.
(End of this chapter)