Chapter Twenty-Eight: Come, Fight Painfully (I)

Before he had time to pick up his other magic spear, Lancer rushed in fit, and with just a human gallop, he brought a furious tornado, like an angry dragon that had to be unleashed!

"Well, it's me. ”

As if noticing how much hatred and anger Lancer had in this sentence as if squeezed out of his teeth, the young man replied casually, and even plucked out his ears with the leisure to pick it out, and then lifted the Meteor Spear in his hand, clenched his hands, and rushed away with the same violent attitude!

In the face of Lancer's charge, Wang Yu actually launched a charge as well!

The little magic power that escaped dyed the airflow around Wang Yu into blood red, and from a distance, the young man was like a red meteor, about to bombard the dragon's head!

"Boom !!!"

The speed of the two of them was extremely fast, the meteor and the dragon did not have any dodge, and they collided together without any fancies, and the magic and the treasure intensified and bit each other, making a huge roar that almost made Alice Phil deaf!

"Heh, you villain, why don't you play tricks on your despicable little tricks this time?"

Lancer bent down, gasping slightly. Forcibly swallowing a mouthful of blood that surged into his throat, Dilumudo, who was unwilling to show his weakness in front of Wang Hao, a sinister guy, straightened his waist and looked at Wang Yu with disdain.

"I want you to remember that I am only aiming for the Holy Grail and I will stop at nothing to achieve this goal. As for the so-called despicable? Soldiers are not tired of deceit, haven't you heard of it? Sure enough, they are savages from the barbarian land, and they don't even know that there is no good or evil on the battlefield, and you can still be chosen by the Holy Grail to become a hero, heh. ”

Placing the sharpshooter in his hand on the ground, which was more than two meters and a half long, Wang Yu shot back, although he did not make any excessive insults to Lancer, but the sneer that contained disdain and mockery at the end and the natural overlook emotion in his tone made Lancer furious.

The warriors of the Knights of Fiona do not tolerate such insults!

"What is there to be rampant for a coward who doesn't even dare to show his true face!!!"

Ignoring his terrible body, the glorious appearance lifted the spear and stabbed towards Wang Hao's head!

"Heh, what if you let you see my true face, even if you look at my face, you will never find my legend and true body. But I just like to wear masks, and you bite me, don't you say that spearmen are not as lucky as dogs?

With venom spraying on his mouth, Wang Hao's figure retreated violently, and the huge force shattered the ground he trampled, and the broken stones flew like a Kun Lotus Flower blooming in the air for a moment.

Wang Yu does not have the martial arts that Hong Misuzu has been tempered thousands of, nor does he have the exquisite killing skills of Sixteen Nightsaki. All he had was a strong body and sharp instincts, nothing more.

Fighting?Just give it to the feeling, and then swing the gun and swing the gun, is it hard?

Since the battle with the Chinese lady, he has not shown any effect, but will mislead the young man's rational calculations that have been abandoned by him in the battle. Maybe it will be used when thinking about the layout, but when fighting, it is really an unreasonable intuition!

The retreating posture looked fierce, but in fact, after retreating only one meter, Wang Yu had already stopped. Taking advantage of the exhaustion of the power of Dilumudo's spurt, and the arm muscles were in the most relaxed state, the young man's spear was raised, and the power of his hands exploded, pushing the spear to stab suddenly like a dragon out of a hole!

And the place where the spike happens to be Lancer's head!

With weapons that outgrow Lancer's demon-breaking Red Rose, Wang wants to assassinate Lancer when he can't attack him!

And if Lancer would rather not have the treasure in his hand and throw it over to stab Wang Yu, then Wang Hao would be even happier. A shot by the red rose that broke the demon can only break the improved mage armor on the body at most, and the skin of the white bones may also be disturbed to a certain extent, but with Wang Yu's A++ level durability, this is not a shot of a treasure that focuses on attack attributes, as long as it does not pierce important parts and joints, it can be completely ignored. And Dilumudo, who lost his weapon, naturally ended up with nothing but a dead word.

The swift stab interrupted Lancer's attack, the blade-wide head of the axe erected, and if Lancer didn't want to hurt his neck and shoulder, he couldn't have dodged the stab with just a deflected head like Saber did. Lancer quickly dodged a figure to the left, and the hanging air currents made Lancer's face tingle. And the price of using this almost weird big gun is that Wang Hao's recruitment will be much slower than Lancer's with a normal spear, and in a three-star battle, a difference of one or two seconds can sometimes make the difference between life and death.

But Lancer, who wanted to take advantage of Wang Hao's stiffness and couldn't use his weapon, suddenly felt a sharp attack in the back of his head, like a poisonous snake finally found a suitable opportunity, and opened its mouth in the darkness with satisfaction, revealing its sharp fangs to stare at him. This terrible premonition made him quickly lower his head, Gangnier's flat blade took away a tuft of hair on the back of Lancer's head, and the feeling of cold metal scraping his scalp made a fine bead of sweat appear on Lancer's forehead, and he finally knew the difficulty of Wang Hao's spear.

Finding that the barbed blade did not pierce Lancer's head as expected, the flat blade above Dilumudo's skull changed direction again under the master's control, slamming into the back of Lancer's head like a hammer.

Although it is called a magic spear, the Gungnir in Wang Hao's hand has some of the characteristics of weapons such as spears, giant axes, and scythes.