evil jihad

Standard stabbing, close combat, this is a magician's nightmare; Randolph raised his double axes to parry back and forth when he saw the trick; Going to the synthesis is like a godsend.

Randolph is not easy to mess with, the two axes in his hands are dancing airtightly, watertight.

The two wrestled for more than 30 rounds, and Pan Sen had the top score but could not win quickly.

Randolph's close-combat skills are eye-opening. The double axes make it difficult to splash water around his body. Even so, he can withstand Pan Sen's attack. Every encounter between the two is a duel of strength. Sen had a great advantage, and after a series of multiple moves, Randolph was out of breath.

The suppression of such strength cannot be blindly defended. Randolph found the opportunity for Pan Sen's spear to retreat, and slid a certain distance with his feet.

Pan Sen wanted to pursue him, but the latter slashed towards Pan Sen with the ax shadow halo, and Pan Sen's body appeared to be half smaller before the ax light.

When the spear swung horizontally, the power penetrated his whole body. Pan Sen leaned back and continued to slide forward, skillfully avoiding the shadow of the axe.

This confused the crowd watching the battle below, and even Randolph was a little uneasy, because after fighting for so long, he hadn't seen Pan Sen use the holy shield in his left hand.

It can be said that Randolph has put in all his strength and used all available melee methods, but Pantheon's holy shield has not been used as the killer weapon, and it really suppressed Randolph psychologically.

The shadow of the ax was broken, and Pan Sen was in front of him again. He leaned over and jumped up to strike three times in a row. Randolph raised the double axes and struggled to parry. Every time he resisted, he could feel his arms numb. When the weapons collided, Randolph felt Pan Sen Sen's spear is as heavy as a hill, and it must not move in the slightest.

"Life Quenching Strike" Randolph used a brutal stunt, double-axes blessed and both slashed head-on, the lightning flashed between the two axes, the aura repelled, and the sound of air breaking dawn could still be heard in the small space.

This is an efficient offensive method for Randolph to use magic to burn his life. He uses the consumed life force to enhance his bloody attack and deal a brutal blow to the enemy he hits. The consequences are no different from soul quenching.

When Pan Sen saw it, he was secretly delighted, and now it was time to use the holy shield; taking advantage of Randolph's double axes, Pan Sen also pushed out the battle shield from the left side of the lightning and flint, and suddenly the lightning ax struck the thick on the golden holy shield.

Sparks burst out, and energy rioted in all directions. Randolph had no intention of slowing down when he saw the opponent's holy shield, and smashed it down without hesitation, using his advantage in attack.

But the toughness of the Holy Shield was beyond his expectation. As soon as a mountain-shaking resistance came to his mind, he was ejected ten feet away by the huge backlash.

Pantheon's feet sank into the ground, and Randolph's heavy blow just now was almost the most powerful force he had ever encountered in his life.

The Holy Shield shawl was so shocking that his head was numb for a while; he just heard the referee Jiawen announce the end of the game in the chaos.

"Pantheon wins!"

I felt that there seemed to be something wrong with my hearing, so I suddenly looked at Randolph, who had bent arms, a purple face, and traces of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth; he looked seriously injured.

This is not to blame for Pantheon's abacus. The main reason is that Randolph does not know the power of Pantheon's holy shield. The holy shield contains soft metal energy particles, which can rebound the external force for eight times when encountering all the energy squeezed by melee combat and magic. layer or so.

Calculated in this way, Pan Sen only endured less than two layers of violence from Randolph's life quenching force, while Randolph himself was backlashed by eight layers of quenching force; Dove has really tried his best! ! !

All three matches were over, and Jiawen announced the schedule for the next round as usual.

They are Katzke from the Temple of Holy Warriors vs. Birdman from the Hall of Arrows. I believe Katzke will be very easy in this match. A reclusive assassin who is good at using stealth and brutality to deal with a fledgling birdman Anders, to put it against his will is that God let Birdman meet his natural enemy.

In the second round, Wang Man from the Hall of Holy Martial Arts played against Wei Duo from the Hall of Zhanlong. This was a shocking match. If it hadn't been deliberately arranged for the second round, students would be late or leave early.

It's also very funny to say, and it can be seen that the random arrangement of the academy also has a certain fate-dependent nature. This Wei Duo is considered to be the weakest one in Zhanlongtang's selection, but he has already reached the fourth level. As a junior melee knight, the power of faith without rune imprints has become a huge flaw for him in the face of spirits with the same strength and profound background; even so, when Vido heard that his opponent was Wang Man, he was also proud He laughed, and most of the students laughed wildly with him. At this moment, the three colleges seemed to have no barriers.

The third team is Sara Doom from the Spiritual Arrow Hall against Lodo from the Magic Hall. The list is announced and the winner is set!

After Jiawen made the announcement, he looked at Haotian with a stiff expression. He saw Wang Man's information for the second time, recalled what he had seen and heard along the way, and was hesitating whether to tear himself apart and have a chat with Master Haotian. chat.

Xin Zhao and Kyle also turned around immediately, and they looked at Jiawen with a general certainty in their hearts; as for what they were talking about, no one would know.

How could Haotian not feel the inquiry in Jiawen's eyes? He was always worried that Jiawen would see Wang Man's identity and bring immeasurable losses to the Holy Martial Hall. Reminiscent of Jiawen's upright character, Haotian felt that something was wrong.

After the meeting ended, Haotian hesitated and left first. After seeing off the students and returning to their respective schools, Jiawen hurried towards the Holy Martial Hall.

He walked to the front of the hall and was about to enter when he heard a movement in the grass on one side of the hall.

"Who?" Jiawen was cautious, his whole body turned into a golden light and jumped into the forest. When he finished his figure, he saw that Master Haotian was caressing his beard with his hands on his hips.

"Uncle Master, please be respected by the disciple." Jiawen was relieved, and bowed in salute.

"Forget it, I can trust your character, you are upright and upright. If that old boy Qingtian hadn't snatched you away, I will definitely take you into my sect."

Jiawen listened, feeling a lot of emotions in his heart. The life and death of the frontline spirits of the Dark Dao Empire is unpredictable, and the four masters are still here to compete with each other, which seems a bit inappropriate; Worried about the defeat in the battle ahead; could it be that I am overthinking, or that the teachers and uncles have lost hope in the jihad?Jiawen himself did not know this question.

"Master Haotian loves you so much, this disciple is ashamed, it's just because Master Haotian's prestige throughout his life has left a benevolent impression in the disciple's heart, and the disciple must report something to the master." Jiawen's face was serious, unable to tell There is a hint of favoritism.

Haotian remained calm and didn't answer immediately, but said calmly: "Jiawen, please, this is not a palace and there is no need for such cumbersome etiquette." After speaking, he stepped forward to help.

Jiawen stood up flattered, and Haotian stood with his back facing him.

"Just talk about it." Haotian's tone was a little tough.

Jiawen paused, and said without thinking: "Uncle, that Wang Man is a villager of Arenas. He has been here for four years. During these four years, did he know about the disaster that happened in Arenas?"

When Haotian heard this, most of his guard was put down. It seemed that Jiawen hadn't noticed Wang Man's supernatural power, so there would be no trouble. But as soon as Jiawen spoke, Haotian felt faintly uneasy.

"The disaster in Arenas? As far as I know, it is a village close to Bandle City, in a remote area of ​​the Judgment Land. The enemy will not infiltrate there. How can there be a disaster?"

"Uncle, the three disciples passed through Heihe, but saw an area ablaze to the sky. They were puzzled and rushed to check, only to find that Arenas had been burned into ruins."

"Jiawen, is there anyone alive in the village?"

"No survivors were found."

Haotian was stunned, and looked at Jiawen differently. According to Jiawen, he definitely wanted to send the news to Wang Man's ears. It was reasonable and reasonable, but when it came to Haotian, it became a different matter.

There will be his match tomorrow, if he knows the news of the death in his hometown, he will be in a mess, and his transformation will become a certainty, when the time comes, the entire Holy Martial Palace will suffer with him.

"Jiawen, how about it, don't inform him about this matter for the time being, you send someone to investigate and see if you can find any clues, it may be that the villagers who caught fire have moved." Haotian deliberately dismissed Jiawen as he said this. persistent thoughts.

"Uncle, if you don't tell me, I really forgot. I found this in the ruins." Jiawen's eyes rolled, and he suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly took out a piece of brocade from his sleeve.

Haotian took it over, opened it for a look, and immediately babbled uncontrollably.

Wrapped in the brocade silk is a fragment of a knight's armor, and there are faint energy fluctuations between the fragments, because there is no divergent pattern in the overall fracture, and there is still a strong spiritual breath.

"A master, at least a fifth-level intermediate knight." Haotian shook his hands, talking to himself, staring at the things in his hands, staring seriously.

"That's right, uncle, the energy on this piece of armor fragments is pieced together, and a rough judgment is made. His master is a fifth-level master, but how can there be a fifth-level jihad knight in a village like Arenas?" This doubt Accompanying Jiawen all the way, now he desperately wants to get the answer from Haotian.

Haotian didn't know, because what happened next surprised him even more. There was a tiny blood pulse printed on this piece of armor, and the veins of the five-pointed star were particularly prominent. According to the new and clear magic pattern, it can be accurately asserted that this The mysterious rune magic pattern was only recently pressed.

"Five Stars!" Haotian's face changed dramatically, and his whole body trembled immediately.

Although Jiawen had known it long ago, seeing this weird sign now, he still couldn't calm down the uneasiness in his heart.