Lord of Eternal Darkness

The dean and the little girl disappeared from sight, and no one could disturb them.

Li Xiaoming looked at the other person and felt his heart beat a little faster. Damn it, is this the feeling of heartbeat?

Ahem, okay, I'm actually timid.

The two are not so much rivals in the boxing ring, but rather a relationship between prey and hunter.

Lesandro Nata stared at the ordinary little man in front of him, wondering where he got his confidence.

Compared with his height of nearly two meters, the person opposite him is about 1.7 meters tall, which is indeed not enough.

"I would like to see if you can kill me with your extreme anger, the incompetent rage of a weakling."

Resandro understood that the opponent was holding on for dear life. Such an opponent was not even worthy of using his fighting spirit.

Li Xiaoming mocked and said: "Haha, why don't you take action? Are you afraid?"

He said arrogantly: "Giving the deceased enough time to say his last words is the last spirit of a knight. Hand over the things. Seeing that you are not afraid, I will give you a more pleasant way to die. Just All it takes is one stroke of the sword to cut your neck off.”

"Boom, boom, boom."

Li Xiaoming tapped the ground three times with his cane to indicate the need for silence.

"That thing is indeed with me. If you have the ability, come and get it yourself. Since you call yourself a knight, I will give you a piece of advice. When a lion fights a rabbit, use all your strength."

To strike first is to be strong, but to strike later is to suffer disaster.

Li Xiaoming took advantage of his unpreparedness and attacked the furniture around him first, throwing the ancient vase that the old dean had collected for many years without hesitation.

The Judgment Knight smashed it into pieces with one punch, and the flying fragments did not cause any harm to him.

At this time, Li Xiaoming's backhand came into action. He bent down and kicked his feet with all his strength, and quickly approached the opponent.

Resandro was a little shocked. He didn't expect the opponent to explode so quickly. However, his many years of combat experience as a knight allowed him to easily cope with this situation. He pulled out the dagger at his waist and slashed at him.

Li Xiaoming nimbly dodged over, found the opportunity, and waved his cane to make a sound effect.

This 18-pound cane is much more comfortable than an armor-breaking hammer. After all, those hammers weigh less than 10 pounds with the wooden handle.

He hit the opponent's armor firmly, and there was a crisp steel impact, which made the bones of his hand numb.

A disdainful smile appeared on the opponent's face, and he pounced forward, swinging his iron fist cleanly and neatly. Combined with his tall body, it gave people a very dangerous sense of oppression.

This simple punch contains a huge amount of power and can easily break the opponent's bones.

Li Xiaoming stepped back lightly, leaning back and using his cane to maintain balance.

The moment the opponent closed his fist, he turned around gracefully and quickly stood up straight.

"You really look down on me. If that punch just now was mixed with some fighting spirit, it should have hurt me, right?"

Resandro said viciously: "It's okay, I have plenty of time to play with you slowly. In five minutes at most, I can kill you."

Li Xiaoming analyzed the battlefield situation. This guy was wearing plate armor with a chain armor inside, which removed most of the power. Moreover, it was also made of synthetic vibranium, which could rebound part of the impact.

This is a very troublesome opponent. Facing such a powerful opponent, all attacks cannot be intercepted.

You must not be hit by the other party, as you will not be able to get up if you hit him.

Resandro twisted his neck and kicked the sofa next to him far away. The venue suddenly became much more spacious.

He transferred a little bit of fighting spirit to his legs, which enhanced his speed when running, making it easier to get close to his opponent and kill him instantly with one move.

At that moment, his body shook, he raised his hand and slashed with his sword, followed by a series of fatal stabs.

Li Xiaoming, on the other hand, was calm and composed, moving in and out of step, and from time to time he used his cane to lower the opponent's dagger, and swiped it across the head to force the opponent back.

But the opponent's morale was high, and his moves were wide open and closed, constantly reducing his own space for movement.

"That's all the little kitten can do! I'm not even ready to warm up yet!"

He laughed and rushed over, swinging his sword and slashing hard.

At this time, Li Xiaoming was forced into a corner and could not dodge. He could only bite the bullet and use his cane to catch the move, and tried his best to hold the sword.

With a "bang" sound, the knight was as strong as an ox and suppressed Li Xiaoming so much that he could not move.

Li Xiaoming looked at the joy of victory in the other party's eyes and felt very unhappy.

The surface of the cane was very smooth, with no scratches at all. It traced along the opponent's weapon, and then stabbed the opponent's throat with the tip of the other end.

He was blocked by the opponent's arm guard. There was a huge difference in strength between the two. What's more, Li Xiaoming's extraordinary power corresponded to spell damage, or it was equivalent to an auxiliary type of illusion. He had no advantage in hand-to-hand combat with the opponent.

But close combat is the dream of a true mage!

Li Xiaoming felt that a quick victory was enough, the muscles on his face twitched, and he shouted in a high-spirited tone: "Climb for me!"

His hands were like magic, switching back and forth between the two hands with the cane, waving it randomly and constantly hitting the opponent.

The knight sneered. The fight between the trapped beasts was unorganized and was about to end.

Resandro directly threw the dagger in his hand as a dagger.

Li Xiaoming couldn't dodge, and his shoulder was cut open, and blood spurted out instantly.

Then the opponent released his fighting spirit and stamped his foot on the ground. In an instant, the cement-paved floor shattered, knocking Li Xiaoming aside.

Then he rushed over with vigorous steps and punched him directly.

That punch burned with fanatical power. Even if it didn't hit, people who passed by would be burned.

The punch came with hot wind, but Li Xiaoming was unaffected, shaking his head to dodge, and a blackened pit appeared on the white wall behind him.

Resandro Nata was immediately shocked. Although his fist did not hit directly, the damage of the holy light attached to it was area damage, enough to scorch this man!

But nothing happened to this person. Then in a brief moment of incredulity, the other person released the blinding, a burst of light flashed, and the world became white.

Li Xiaoming snickered, his plan succeeded.

The joint between the opponent's armor is not as safe as it is protected, and it also limits the range of some activities. The next attack will be about 0.75 seconds later.

Before the opponent could close his fist, he put the cane on the opponent's neck, then turned slightly to pull out the long thorn in the cane, and aimed it at the enemy's Tianling Gai!

If this attack is successful, it will be recorded in history as a weak victory over the strong.

The material clashed with steel, and sparks flashed, accidentally sliding the rose thorn to the side.

Then he was violently thrown aside by the opponent. Li Xiaoming rolled and used up most of his strength to stand up, and inserted the rose thorn back into the cane.

Staring at the second dagger that appeared in the opponent's hand, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Sure enough, it's similar to what I met in my dream. The other party probably still has a hammer that he hasn't taken out. Fortunately, I also have a backup plan." The next step was already planned in my mind.

Resandro seemed to be frightened and no longer dared to look down on this guy.

"You really make me extremely angry! I almost fell into the hands of a villain like you. I admit that you are qualified to fight me."

Li Xiaoming sneered and said with a chuckle: "Don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously. If you really want to die, then do it yourself. By the way, after not being qualified as a knight, the holy light shining in that punch is really warm. "

"It seems that you can decode the energy of Holy Light. It's really interesting. I suddenly decided not to kill you, but to make you into a puppet and study it carefully."

Lesandro Nata said angrily, holding a stainless steel dagger in each hand, walking on the ground with thick armor, making a loud noise, and approached Li Xiaoming step by step.

"Keep crawling for me!"

Li Xiaoming stopped talking nonsense. With a cane in one hand, he lifted the 40-pound sofa with one hand and threw it at the opponent. His steps were unsteady when he chose to block the opponent.

He used all his brute strength to turn into a cannonball and pushed the opponent to the window sill.

The two broke through the guardrail and both fell down.

Li Xiaoming patted the dust on his body, clenched the cane in his hand, and stared seriously at the knight who got up from the ground.

On my territory, if you, a false knight, dare to bully the flowers of the empire, you are still such a cute little girl, I will spread your ashes.

Go out and fight to make it more spacious. Don't worry about destroying things and implicating others. As long as you can't die, let go of your arms and work to death.

I'll let you see in a moment what the real top battle of a dreamer is.