Seeing the astonishing changes on Totie's body, Richard's eyes narrowed slightly, he stepped forward and retreated quickly, dodging the blow.
With a "bang" sound, the broadsword hit the ground, and the soil flew in all directions like bullets. Then a large amount of dust rose up, like a yellow dragon rising into the sky.
In the rising dust, Tuotie raised his broadsword and was not in a hurry to pursue. He just took a deep breath, adjusted his body condition, and looked at Richard with a solemn gaze.
"I didn't want to use this move, but you forced me to do it." Totie said hummingly, "I originally wanted to stay in the finals and use it as an insurance, but you forced me to use it."
"What is this?" Richard asked, keeping a distance of about ten meters from Tuo Tie and squinting at Tuo Tie.
"Are you referring to my current state?" Tuotie said without much concealment, "I call it bloodline power, which was left to me by my ancestors. It can make me faster and stronger, and of course it can kill you."
"Blood power?" Richard's eyes flashed and he guessed in a low voice, "Gene mutation? It's similar to the massive secretion of adrenaline hormones, thus acting as a stimulant?"
"There is a limit to your power." Richard guessed for a while and looked at Totiedao, "For example, it cannot last for a long time, otherwise you would have used it long ago. Moreover, there should be some It just needs some negative effects, otherwise you wouldn’t be so careful with it.”
"That's true." Totie admitted openly, "You guessed it right, but even so, it's enough to kill you."
…
At the entrance and exit, Macbeth pursed his lips slightly and said for a long time: "So it's a blood seed? It's rare on this 'Lisbon' island. It seems that it hasn't grown up yet, but like this, the strength is also Not weak anymore.”
"Bloodline seed?" Nancy asked doubtfully, "Lord Macbeth, what is this?"
"It is..." Macbeth was about to explain, but suddenly thought of something and said, "It's better to wait until the game is over, and I will explain it to you and Richard together, so as not to have to explain it twice."
"So..." Nancy heard the hidden meaning in Macbeth's words: "So, Lord Macbeth, do you think that even if the man named Totte has this ability, he can't defeat Richard?"
"Oh, don't underestimate Richard." Macbeth's eyes flashed, "In the battle just now, he obviously held back his hands. It can be said that he is cautious, but it can also be said that his swordsmanship is higher, even if Totie uses Without the power of bloodline seeds, it may not be possible to deal with it.
Now I'm wondering, maybe Richard has the same bloodline seed power, and it's a more advanced one than Totie, but it hasn't been fully stimulated yet. This can explain why his swordsmanship is so strong. "
"Uh..." Nancy responded, thinking in her mind: Lord Macbeth, it seems you haven't forgotten that you are from over there.
"Let's watch the game." Macbeth said, and with one sentence, Nancy, who was venomous in her heart, was attracted to the field again.
…
In the field.
Tuotie looked at Richard and continued to take a deep breath and adjust his condition. Obviously, the power of blood could enhance his abilities, but it could not restore him to full condition instantly. After all, no matter how powerful the stimulant is, it cannot make a paralyzed patient jump out of bed, let alone resurrect a dead person - the burst of power is reasonable and has limits.
Richard understood this very well, so he didn't have much worry. He looked at Tuo Tie calmly, watching Tuo Tie take a short rest, quickly adjust his condition, and then roar and attack.
Faster and more powerful.
"Boom boom boom!"
The heavy broadsword kept hitting the ground, and the soil kept flying. The ground that was finally leveled became bumpy again.
Dust gradually filled the entire venue, and the people in the audience continued to stare at the venue with wide eyes while moving towards higher ground. The host on the high platform had already prepared a gray blouse and put it on his outer clothes. He put on his black bowler hat, took out his white handkerchief, and covered his mouth and nose. The dust comes like waves, but he is like a rock in the sea, standing still.
"Boom boom boom!"
Totie attacked, but Richard dodged.
"Boom boom boom!"
Tuotie attacked vigorously, but Richard dodged.
"Boom boom boom!"
Totie gritted his teeth and attacked, but Richard dodged.
"Boom boom..."
Totie attacked with all his strength, Richard...well, Richard no longer had to dodge. After a while, Tuotie sat down on the ground with a plop because he had exhausted his blood strength.
Looking at Richard with wide eyes, Totie was helpless and resentful, and couldn't help but said: "You... you are despicable."
"Thank you."
"I...I said you were despicable!"
"Well, thank you."
Tuo Tie sat on the ground, trembling and staring at Richard. He knew that he lost: not because of his strength, but because he was not despicable enough.
Richard stepped closer and stretched out his hand to push Tuo Tie's body. Tuo Tie gritted his teeth and used up the last bit of his strength to fight back, swinging his broad sword and slashing at Richard. But the sword only swung halfway before falling to the ground.
"puff!"
Richard's long sword pierced Tuotie's heart and emerged from his back.
"You!" Totie's eyes widened.
"Me." Richard said calmly, "I'm very despicable, so I won't give you a chance to surrender or retaliate against me in the future. Although we probably won't meet again, but for someone like you who has a special ability If we really meet, we might get into trouble. Besides, although I’m not familiar with that Raymond, he can still be regarded as a companion. If you kill him, and I kill you again, there’s no problem, right? .”
"Gudu..." Because the left lung was injured while piercing the heart, Totie vomited out blood and continued to look at Richard with wide eyes, but he was unable to say anything. Finally, as Richard drew out his long sword, his body swayed and fell backward, stirring up the last piece of dust in the field.
"Wow!" The host on the high platform stood up, took off his hat, threw away his blouse, and announced in a cold voice: "Richard wins!"
Richard shook off the blood on the sword blade and walked toward the entrance with an expressionless expression. Behind him, many spectators stood up excitedly and shouted in unison.
"Richard!"
"Richard!"
"Richard!"
Richard now enjoys the treatment that Tutie once enjoyed.
In the eyes of the audience, this game was really interesting. Not to mention most of the boring process, at least there were fierce battles, reversals, and people died in the end. That's enough, that's enough! This is much better than seeing turtles or statues, and it’s worth the price.
Of course, they are looking forward to the battle in tomorrow's final.
"I'm afraid there won't be the final battle that I'm looking forward to, but something else will happen."
Richard thought in his mind and walked back to the entrance.