Lu Wu in the ring, his posture is quite strange, his left leg in front of his right leg, the distance between his legs is about the width of his body, his arms are stretched out, his fingers are crossed together, and he can't tell what he is doing. But no matter how you look at it, it's more of a stretch than a battle-ready one.

Unlike Lu Wu, his opponent is a typical battle-ready stance. One hand stretched forward slightly, five fingers extended, obviously intending to use this hand to block the opponent's punches and kicks, and the other hand retracted near his chest, clenched into a fist, obviously ready to strike at any moment. At the same time, one leg is firmly on the ground, and the other leg is on tiptoe, so that he can adjust his center of gravity and kick hard at any time.

Both sides took their positions and waited for the signal for the start of the match.

However, as mentioned earlier, this is a superhuman battle, and everyone doesn't care about whether the pose looks good or not. But whether the action is good or not can make the audience's expectations of you higher. At least, Lu Wu's action looks silly.

"Can Lu Wu win?" Luo Jia was a little incredible, what signs did the sorceress perceive? Or as Luo Jia could have thought before, Lu Wu had undergone a transformation operation. But even if Lu Wu has been transformed, Luo Jia feels that the victory or defeat between him and the champion is only five or five. After all, what they really rely on is not their bodies, but their magic. The transformed body can provide Lu Wu with many advantages, but these advantages can be compensated for by rich experience and skills.

"I can win. The sorceress replied with a sneer. At this moment, she did not honor the previous threat to Luo Jia, but temporarily tolerated his words.

At this time, there was still a little bit of time before the official start of the competition, so Luo Jia deliberately observed the two fighters, but he really couldn't see anything.

However, this matter is quite important to him, so even at the risk of having his teeth knocked out, he has to bring it up again. "Ma'am, why do you think so?"

"Did you see his movements?" the sorceress was surprised not to refuse, but to answer his question head-on. "This is the sixth type of move, which allows the magic to flow better throughout the body, and is suitable as a preparation position before the battle...... Lu Wu is a ......" she sneered. "Trained as a warlock. ”

What?Warlock's Combat Training? But this is impossible! From Lu Wu's entire life history, it can be seen that he has no such opportunity at all!

"Ma'am...... You...... Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure. The sorceress replied. "People who can do this kind of standard movement are definitely specially trained. This is a summary of the fighting experience of the Fourth Law of Magic for thousands of years...... Don't look at him as stupid, but that's just the stupid opinion of the laity. ”

"But...... I mean...... Lu Wu is just a ......," Luo Jia asked with a slight stammer. "Ordinary people, where did he learn from...... Martial arts training?"

"Nonsense, of course there was a warlock who taught him. The sorceress sneered, confirming this even more. "There was a high-ranking warlock who taught him!"

She was visibly gritting her teeth as she said the last sentence, and she squeezed a few slight syllables from between her teeth with hatred. Although Luo Jia's hearing was good, this time he could only hear a few words "demon", "beast" and "person", and he couldn't tell what the sorceress was trying to express.

But the sorceress's face can reveal a lot of information. At least it seems that her iron-blue face fully shows that her heart is full of murderous intentions. Obviously, Lu Wu's victory or defeat is not important to her, what she wants is Lu Wu's death. She didn't even mind showing that murderous intrigue. Although Lu Wu is still alive now, Luo Jia feels that he is almost dead.

Although I couldn't figure out what agreement the sorceress had made with the owner of the arena, it didn't take too much intelligence to guess it. The two sides will meet in the arena, and the sorceress can kill each other in public. Luo Jia had long heard that warlocks had many ways to kill people invisibly - no one could find out how the dead man had died except for the other warlock.

And I can feel that the water is very deep. Let a high-level warlock come over to kill someone like this, Lu Wu must have done something terrible, and even mastered some kind of ...... Secrets that ordinary people simply can't touch.

The battle in the arena was as expected by the sorceress, a collision of two very different tactics. The champion took it one step at a time, moving forward step by step, and only in the last moments when the two sides were close did he strike with his legs. Lu Wu's, on the other hand, fully exerted the speed of the magic ring, turning his whole person into a whirlwind in this particular arena.

Movement and stillness.

It was not clear who had the advantage, but this time, even the eyes of the arena owner, who had always been lazy, widened his eyes, and his movements became serious.

The whole scene was silent, and everyone watched the confrontation nervously. The vast majority of them bought the odds of winning the championship, and most of them thought that the fight would be over in a short time. Because a champion is a strong person. Not to mention the magic ring, when there is nothing, he is a true martial arts master. A strong man who can knock down more than ten people with his bare hands. However, at this time, it is beyond everyone's imagination.

The Magic Ring amplifies a person's power and speed – as most people without Warlock education know – to raise the speed and power of different people to an equal footing. Now that speed and strength are equal, it is clear that experience and skill are even more important.

The daily life in the arena also fully proves this point of view. People who are trained and have strong martial arts skills will be able to defeat opponents who are poorly trained and unskilled in most cases.

The champion felt a thunderous suppression: an endless stream of attacks from all directions. Lu Wu used the wall as a pedal to increase his speed to the limit - not the speed of his fists and feet, but the speed of his body.

In the first period of the fight, he was able to accurately judge the opponent's approach, but then he found it difficult. The enemies that were too fast made him feel overwhelmed. After all, human eyes can only look ahead, and when they want to look behind, they have to turn their heads. It turned into a battle of spinning and chasing enemies.

If there was no magic, Lu Wu's approach would be no different from suicide. Because of such a large amount of exercise, the human body cannot support it at all, and it will run out of strength all of a sudden. But in the face of magic, this is not a problem at all.

He could only hope for a brief pause - even magic followed the laws of inertia, and it would take a short, but inevitable moment to stop and accelerate. This moment was his chance to fight back.

The problem is that Lu Wu doesn't stop, even if he shows a flaw deliberately to lure him, it's useless.

He can only attack with all his might, even if the attack is only to disrupt the opponent. On several occasions, his punches and kicks came close to touching his opponent, but they immediately stepped up their guard - their movements became more subtle and quicker, and the exposed positions were getting smaller and smaller.

A small slit had been torn open in his shoulder, and blood stained his sleeve red. Lu Wu was also ripped off a small bundle of hair by him. I almost had half of my head ripped.

The two sides remain in this state for the time being, and it looks as if they will be at a stalemate for a long time.

But this is an illusion.

It's like a beast biting down on the bones of its prey, gnawing hard, teeth and bones creaking - it looks evenly matched. This situation is always short-lived, and it cannot last for a long time.

Teeth will try to bite at different angles, and bones will eventually shatter with multiple attempts to bite hard. In fact, as long as a slight "click" is heard, the stalemate will be over.

In this competition, this click is the thigh of the champion.

In the action of kicking, the calf can throw a long arc of movement, but the thigh cannot. When Lu Wu swept sideways, a large wound was taken out of his thigh, and blood spurted out.

At a disadvantage, he fought back desperately, but only gave his opponent a better chance to attack.

Roga saw an indescribable smile on the sorceress's face, and his employers all looked stunned and dejected.

"This is the real contest of the Fourth Law of Magic. The sorceress seemed to be a little interested. Only true Fourth Law and above warlocks are highly trained. The battle of the fourth law of magic is all about speed. Speed is the root of everything, soft water, if there is enough speed, you can cut steel. The speed of the warlock's body is increased to the limit, so it is enough to be used as a sharp weapon. The magic ring is much inferior to the Warlock, but the basic principle is the same.

However, Lu Wu's skills are not proficient, and it is obvious that the training time is short. This is also in line with her reasoning.

Hmph, she taught these techniques to Lu Wu, apparently so that he could deal with ordinary threats. But she probably wouldn't have dreamed of such a situation.

Luo Jia watched the game end with some trepidation. The champion, who was originally thought to be an easy win by most people, was lying on the ground, and the whole ring was covered in blood. It is important to know that even here, there are not many such bloody scenes (although there are no dead people).

Several staff members popped up and began to clean up the ring.

The entire arena was silent, most of the people seemed to can't believe their eyes, and only a few people couldn't stop jubilating. It seems that there is a small group of people who think that Lu Wu will win, so they bet that he will win. They're making a lot of money this time. Luo Jia clearly noticed that the cheers were quite concentrated, and they were all from a small group of people.

It was the same merchant that the sorceress had him identify. Although the merchant himself was calm, it was the people around him who cheered. They are clearly in a group.

And Luo Jia's employers all look dead at the moment. This made Luo Jia couldn't help but snort a few times. Trying to build a floating fortress at such a small price should have been a matter of calculation. He reckoned that he would be angry, but not in the kind of unstoppable, unexplainable anger. As long as Luo Jia can have a humble attitude and clever words, he should be able to defuse this storm.

But even if this trouble happens, it will be a matter for the future. What Luo Jia really cares about now is the female madman next to her.

He knew that the last match of the day, that is, the sorceress vs. Lu Wu. Before that, he's probably going to have to wait here obediently.

Lu Wu will probably die. And Luo Jia didn't know what Lu Wu's fate would be after he died. Will the sorceress let him go, or will he simply kill a hundred? He felt deeply that the latter was obviously more likely than the former. Everybody is happy to have their guilt removed, isn't it? No, you can't wait to die here! Even if you take the risk, you have to try.

The sorceress didn't stare at Roga, she didn't even take his terminal. Her arrogance gives her prey a chance. So as long as she wants, when the sorceress goes to the field to prepare, Luo Jia will have a short gap to call for help. It's a call for help, not an escape, because Luo Jia knows very well that he can't escape. It's just a matter of letting the sorceress waste a little more time trying to find him.

But who can you turn to for help here? The opponent is a sorceress who can make even the high-ranking warlocks give in!