On the deserted street, Joshua and the Golden Warrior stood opposite each other.
Moser Wilson is the strongest among the younger generation of the Wilson family, a golden warrior with gray hair and gray eyes. He wears a full body of heavy plate armor, but his body is not sluggish at all, which is enough to make ordinary soldiers unable to move. For a warrior of this level, the terrifying armor is no different from leather armor.
But looking at his eyes, there was no feeling of relaxation at all. Now, the tall golden warrior only had endless doubts in his heart.
He didn't pay attention to the provocative words spoken by the enemy in front of him. He relied on ridicule to disrupt the enemy's rhythm and thoughts. This was a necessary lesson for a warrior. After so many years on the battlefield, I had heard countless words that were much more unpleasant than this. This time, Moze didn't get emotional because of such words.
What surprised him was the enemy's strength that did not match the rumors.
Joshua Radcliffe, according to the rumors in the Black Crow Legion a month ago, he should only have the strength of the silver intermediate level. Even if he made a breakthrough in the war and advanced to the gold level, he would not be able to reach the gold level. There should be this level of proficiency. Gold is a sublimation on the physical level. No matter how talented you are, it will take several months as a buffer to slowly master this power!
But that was the fact, and Mo Ze couldn't help but not believe that now, Joshua, as a gold-level powerful enemy, was standing in front of him.
"My name is Moser Wilson."
Slowly pulling out the cross sword from his waist, the golden warrior regained his composure. The tip of his sword pointed towards the enemy, his eyes clear.
"Joshua Radcliffe."
Joshua also simply announced his name. This is the tradition of this world, announcing each other's names to prove that the battle is fair and just, regardless of victory or defeat, it is proof of glory.
The next moment after he finished speaking, the wind roared, the swords clashed, the friction noise caused by the collision of steel and steel was extremely noisy, and flying sparks emerged like fountains and scattered around, but neither of the two fighting parties paid attention to this trivial matter. In less than a second, they had already exchanged blows for several rounds. The surging air flow had not had time to make an impact, and this tentative fight was over.
"good!"
Returning to his original position and placing the broadsword across his chest, Moze adjusted his breathing rhythm, then gave a loud shout, and his entire figure disappeared again. In the blink of an eye, a blow containing extremely heavy power was delivered. The earth-shattering slash had already struck directly at Joshua's head. The originally black cross sword was like an ink-colored streamer under the violent swing of the golden warrior, and it was almost impossible to see its movement clearly.
Just a little residual power leaked out, already blurring the atmosphere. This attack seemed to have no technical changes, but it achieved the ultimate fusion of power and speed. The attack launched between breaths did not require any subtle changes.
"madness."
With a loud shout, Joshua's expression was as cold as steel. Faced with such a heavy heavy sword that could easily smash the city wall and split the steel, he did not choose to defend. Instead, he raised his left hand, preparing to use his flesh and blood to strike hard. He grabbed the opponent's sword sharply and blocked the attack with bones and flesh. At the same time, the life-size sword held in his right hand also moved from bottom to top, and without hesitation, he swung it towards Moze with all his strength!
Pfft—
The body, even the body of a gold-level warrior, cannot really be compared with a weapon made of steel, not to mention that it is a weapon that is blessed with fighting spirit and wielded with all its strength by another gold-level warrior. In an instant, the palm of Joshua's left hand was directly chopped into pieces, but even so, the attack originally aimed at the top of the head had deflected and went towards the outside of the body. Because he was in mid-air, there was no way to borrow any force. Ze was helpless in the face of Joshua's all-out attack!
The magical machine that Yingying transformed into was a giant weapon that was larger than a human body and extremely heavy. Facing Moze's cross sword, it was already in dexterity and it was difficult to take advantage of it.
But this also means that if it hits, it will cause far more damage than ordinary weapons.
It was never expected that Joshua was so unafraid of damage and dared to risk his life in the second fight. Also because he did not want to simply let go of the weapon in his hand, Moze did not use fighting spirit as a counterattack in the first place. , allowing himself to dodge. In short, when the golden warrior forcibly retracted his weapon under instinctive reflex and avoided the attack that was enough to cut him in half, he reacted belatedly. His left hand was already at elbow level. And break.
"… Your courage will amaze even the gods."
Controlling the contraction of his arm muscles to stop the bleeding, Moze gritted his teeth in a cold sweat and said, "I have never met an opponent like you."
"That's just because all your previous opponents were vulnerable."
With an expressionless expression, he closed his split left hand. Under the burning fighting spirit, the flesh, flesh and bones were rapidly merging and healing themselves into one body. Joshua sneered and said, "You haven't experienced many gold-level attacks at all." Fighting, how do you know the techniques involved?"
It sounds like you have experienced this many times!
Mo Ze felt that he was completely confused. The guy in front of him had not advanced to gold for a month (doubtful), but why did he seem to have more experience than himself
In fact, Joshua has more experience than him, and not just a little, but a lot.
Through the assimilation with energy, the self-healing ability of gold-level warriors has reached a new level. As long as their vitality is strong enough and the supplementary nutrients are rich enough, they can regrow their missing limbs within a few days. If they are just injured, Lacerations, injuries that involve no physical loss, can be roughly closed in just a few seconds, and a certain amount of combat effectiveness can be quickly restored.
At the expense of such an injury that can be quickly recovered, giving the enemy damage that cannot be healed quickly is simply instinct for the once legendary warrior.
Make a fist with your left hand, which has roughly returned to its original shape, then open it, then clench it again...
Joshua felt good. He had never felt better. This feeling of fighting life and death, tasting the blood of himself and others, was beyond imagination.
At this time, the street where the two men were fighting had fallen silent. The civilians who originally lived here had gone to take refuge in the distance. Bits of powdery lime were also floating out of the impact holes caused by the previous fight between the two men.
To be honest, Moze's strength is actually still higher than Joshua's estimate, but this is indeed reasonable. After all, the gold level was a legend in the first two versions of the Continent of Disputes. Unlike gold after the Great Demon Tide, gold at this time was still very precious, and most of its templates were around elites and excellence. Some of them are even boss templates, which are very different from the common templates that came after the Great Demon Tide.
But even so, this is an insurmountable gap. From the physical body to the power of control, gold is a qualitative change. In the game, the process of qualitative change is replaced by the "Glory Mission" and the long mission chain that countless players have complained about for many years. This adaptation process has been replaced, and in this real world, running-in is necessary. Just like a child cannot wield a giant sword, and a young child cannot dance a large axe, it is impossible for ordinary people to quickly adapt to this change.
But how could Joshua be like those people
Just about a month ago, he was still a peak legend who could unleash extraordinary talents at will, easily shattering mountains with one punch, and setting off tsunamis. Now he has just returned to the gold level, adapting to fighting methods, etc., completely It doesn’t take much time, it only takes a few seconds at most—
Just those few seconds of speaking, that’s it.