The axe hit the ground, and cried.
Schroeder shouted loudly and went around the field. His well-developed muscles are rugged and strong, and every piece is full of power, which easily won the audience's cheers. From a brutal and brutal point of view, he is indeed quite terrifying.
Uncle Zhou is much quieter here. He neither clamored nor walked the show, only drew out his slender cavalry knife and paced forward slowly. Even if'Shadow' says he is difficult to win, he will not give up easily.
I have a girl I like, looking at it.
When Zhou Qingfeng entered the arena with a knife, all the onlookers were quiet. Everyone feels very special about him, admitting his talent and status as a'mascot', but at the same time expressing concern about his force. After all, no one has seen him do it.
Schroeder is making a circle, showing off his power. Hearing the silence of the audience, he immediately turned his head, with a fierce look in his eyes, raised an axe in one hand and pointed at Zhou Qingfeng, yelling.
"I don't know where the little liar came from? Bewitched a bunch of idiots to come to my Schroeder site to cause trouble. You are a harlequin playing tricks, let's see how I chop you down."
"Shadow" also reminded: "Boy, the opponent's strength is far more than you, and the combat experience is hundreds of times yours. I suggest you obey me. Otherwise, your chances of winning..."
Before the gods had finished speaking, Zhou Qingfeng secretly shouted, "Shut up." He exerted force under his feet and dashed forward. Everyone stared at him, wanting to see if their boss could do a miracle—the light and shadow flashed, the young man's long sword lit up, and he attacked quickly.
Schroeder's face was wearing a hideous smile, and the twisted smile was extremely provocative. He intends to show his bravery, belittle the opponent's ability, and even spit on the ground to anger his opponent.
With a flash of cold light, the blade followed the axe raised by Schroeder and lightly slashed across the outside of his arm. Zhou Qingfeng rushed in front of his opponent at high speed, and pierced his throat with the help of his opponent's arrogant yelling negligence.
The orc leader is very agile. Even in the face of a surprise attack, he tilted his neck and head, easily letting out Zhou Qingfeng's risky attack. The axe blade in his hand danced at high speed like a knife wheel in a flash, and the counterattack was extremely fast and efficient.
"You rookie, think you can defeat me by sneak attack?" In order to show his strength, Schroeder riveted his strength, and the long-handled battle axe opened and closed, and the wind cut his face.
Zhou Qingfeng's agility is '13', and he hopes to use the 20% bonus of the'Speed Boots' to grasp the speed advantage. But the missed blow put him in extreme danger-Schroeder's strength surpassed him, and his agility was not bad.
This is terrible.
The blade of the battle axe cut through the air with a whirring wind. Zhou Qingfeng couldn't help retreating, forced by a heavy attack. The cavalry knife in his hand is not suitable for blocking heavy weapons, cannot parry, and can only wander in the face of the enemy's frenzied attack and cannot counterattack.
Everyone on the scene booed loudly. Almost instantly, everyone saw Zhou Qingfeng's dilemma-weak counterattack, unable to escape, so that it would not last long and it would really be chopped into flesh.
Enissa's heartbeat speeds up watching from the sidelines. In just one round, she realized that her judgment seemed to be wrong. This kid who was not even afraid of evil dragons seemed not as powerful as he had imagined.
Rubio would be tiptoeing into the field. When he saw his boss being forced to retreat by the opponent's battle axe, he was full of dangers. He was squeezed out in a cold sweat, his brain was blank, and beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks.
The black-hearted profiteer just took refuge in Zhou Qingfeng, hoping to find a firm backing to gain the hope of prosperity. He saw all the magical aspects of Uncle Zhou, and subconsciously felt that his boss must be very good at fighting, but who knows...
The odds of'one pay ten' are just for making money, but the prerequisite is that Uncle Zhou wins!
In fact, Rubio doesn't have that much money to pay, it's just'cracking the tiger's skin and pulling the flag'. He realized that the situation was not good, and immediately wanted to shrink his head and run away, but he turned around...
Several burly men stopped in front of Rubio and sneered sarcastically, "Untouchables, where do you want to go? If you say "one pays ten", we will ask for priority payment later."
"Okay, okay, of course it's okay." Rubio saw that the interceptors were pressing the handle of the knife, and he knew that he couldn't get away, so he could only laugh embarrassingly.
At this moment, there was another uproar on the field, and Zhou Qingfeng was unable to make a single blow, and was suppressed by the absolute strength of his opponent. He didn't have the advantage in strength, and his agility was better, but he was forced to retreat to the edge of the field.
This only started three or four rounds, basically the outcome has been divided.
The leaders at the scene also realized that Zhou Qingfeng was really not good at fighting head-on, and he had to die if he continued to fight his own boss—this is a key figure related to the future and destiny of the Black Forest mankind and must not die here.
The lower-level armed attendants also made a noise, and some people expressed confidence in Zhou Qingfeng and placed a bet on him. But now they were obviously betting wrong, they booed loudly, turned their heads to find Rubio, and took out the remaining silver coins in their pockets.
"Betting again, this time betting on the boss of Schroeder to win, one loses ten!" The crowd shouted, aggressively.
Rubio was still willing to accept the odds of'one to ten', and he waved his hand repeatedly and shouted: "It's closed, it's closed, once it opens, it's closed. No more bets are accepted."
"No way. We can't lose money."
Clang Cang several swords pressed against Rubio's neck. How can the armed attendants give up? They took out all the gold, silver and copper coins in their pockets, stuffed them into Rubio's hands without making any records, and forced him to collect the money.
With the sword added to his body, the black-hearted profiteer wanted to cry without tears, and did not dare to move. He could only stand and receive a bet that was several times higher than before—no need to read it, he knew he couldn't pay, and he had to take his life to accompany him this time.
In the field, Schroeder was laughing out loud, showing Bai Sensen's teeth. He smiled happily, and was completely depressed. This laughter is not only to turn defeat into victory, but also to show their strength like everyone present.
The axe blade was shining with cold light, carrying the coercion of blood and killing.
Zhou Qingfeng's heart was like a heavy stone. "Shadow" shouted in his mind: "Boy, admit defeat, this time the opponent is really too strong. Come to worship me, believe in me, serve me, follow my path, and follow my teaching.
I am here forever, I am here forever, I am the master of all things in the world, surpassing all things, incomparably holy. Accept the divine power I bestow, and you will become extremely powerful. Only then can you defeat your opponent.
Young people, willfulness will ruin you, and obedience will bring you back to life. You have no other chance, and one step later is death. I am..., I am..., I seem to understand who I am? "
The tone of'Shadow' is cold and empty, like the highest throne on the sky, overlooking the tiny creatures on the earth. Those who are watched by it are trembling; those who are watched by it are anxious; those who are favored by it are glorious and glorious.
Murder, lies, fraud, this self-proclaimed god is about to touch his origin again.
But...
You die for me!
Lao Tzu is an atheist, and gods are rubbish in my eyes. I am me and will not succumb to any power.
Zhou Qingfeng turned a deaf ear to the voice in his mind. He clenched his teeth, panted slightly, and with dripping sweat on his tight face, he calmly faced Schroeder and said, "Fool, if you only have this ability, then you can go to death!"
Ok... ...
Schroder, who was flaunting his might, was even more furious, roaring, and slashing with both axes. He had never hated an opponent so intensely, and his terrible anger made him wish he could cut the boy in front of him.
The axe slashed, blowing a fierce wind.
In the strong wind, the young man with bright eyes bucked the trend. Its speed exploded again, the blade light flashed, and it smashed into the enemy's throat again in an instant.
The mist unfolds and erupts at a rapid rate!
Impact, instant tongue spear.