Bewitching blood

Stir up the power of rage

The mind is bewildered

A sharp blade pierces from behind

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――Excerpt from "The Bullfighting Showdown"

"Madness" is a special ability that temporarily and highly strengthens one's own body, which can be used to gain more powerful combat power, at the cost of almost losing all sanity and indistinguishing between friend and foe on the battlefield. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info the more famous for their strength, the more they have the talent of madness, for the Minotaur who are known for their bravery, they can even automatically enter the state of madness by observing red items, which is also an important reason why the Minotaur can easily go crazy when they are bloody-there is never a shortage of red on the battlefield.

However, although the madness can exert more effective lethality in group fights, it is meaningless in front of high-speed opponents: it is difficult for the madman who has almost lost his consciousness to catch the opponent's figure, and his own inflexibility causes the chance of being hit to increase significantly, which is far less easy to protect himself than when he is awake. Any well-trained killer knows that it's much easier to provoke a guy who can go berserk and then deal with him. The incomparably brave Minotaurs are gradually losing their sights on the mainland, which is not unrelated to the weakness of the tribe that will be forced into a state of madness when they see red.

It is easy to imagine that when the three treasures of bullfighting appeared in the hands of the sword saint Tien, all those present watched and slashed and chopped with the eyes of the dead: the red cloth would cause the minotaur to go berserk, further magnifying the weakness of the passive defense; The long sword is suitable for attacking the unresponsive and bulky body, and inflicting heavy blows at the fatal point; As for the white gloves, it is easier to hold the horns and minimize the danger of a near-death counterattack......

"You guys, you can't do this!" The half-elf wanted to cry without tears, just after Bambo said the "Three Treasures of Bullfighting", the bet on the Sword Master to win immediately came like an avalanche, and the total amount increased more than ten times in a blink of an eye, even the brothers of the original infantry regiment also invested all their private money desperately on Tyne, and Olipas felt that he could not afford to lose money selling pants for a thousand lifetimes in the future.

"I'm sorry, vice captain, the captain must lose anyway, let him help us win some money one last time before he dies, don't waste his sacrifice in vain!" The brothers showed helpless expressions one by one, "Today next year, we will burn more paper money for his old man." ”

"Lord Swordmaster, you must come on!" "Lord Swordmaster, if you win that bull-headed monster in a while, can you sign for me?" Countless spectators outside the stadium were already cheering and cheering Tien enthusiastically.

Compared to the rude and ugly appearance of the Minotaur, the thin Tien proudly faces the sun, and his long silver hair flutters in the breeze, which is obviously more likely to gain popularity. Moreover, they have been fierce and domineering for ten days, and their arrogance has risen to the extreme, and people can't help but have some sympathy for the weak black pepper side, and always feel that if they can't win even one of the ten battles, it is too much to say.

"It's unreasonable, obviously my captain has more connotation." The half-elf thought sadly, "Wearing a mask means cool?" It can only show that it is not visible. ”

staring at the red cloth for a long time, his eyes gradually began to be messy, and the beads of sweat on his forehead rolled down one by one. The more powerful the minotaur, the more tenacious the mental will, which can greatly extend the time from seeing red to being mad. However, due to the nature of the race, after all, it is impossible to be completely immune to red, and no matter how hard you try to resist, it is only a matter of time before you enter a state of madness.

If the minotaur didn't look at the red cloth, he wouldn't have been mad. But on the battlefield, how could he not observe his opponent's movements, and how could he turn a blind eye to the red cloth waving in Tyan's hand?

A dull bull's roar broke the silence, and he slashed and slashed and swung his double-sided axe high, stepping out of a large cloud of dust under his feet, and rumbling towards the Sword Master. Maybe he figured it out, while he hadn't entered a state of madness, launching an attack might have a little hope of hitting the other party, and if it dragged on until he lost his mind, then there was no possibility of turning the tables.

In the first two battles of Juban, the Minotaur first sat and waited for the enemy to charge, and then easily killed in the counterattack, how majestic and dashing. Today, the feng shui takes turns, but it is he who takes the initiative to impact the other party, which is really bad in the eyes of the white bread side.

The mysterious Juggernaut didn't seem to react to the Minotaur's movements, and still shook the red cloth unhurriedly, shaking the red cloth in a rhythmic rhythm, as if it was nothing more than an ant rushing towards him.

Just after the minotaur took the third step, his body suddenly began to swell, and with each step he took in the future, his body became larger, and when he reached the tenth step, his hands gradually turned into hooves, and he threw away the double-sided axe. Halfway through the journey, the upper body had already prostrated down, the two arms turned into thick front hooves, and the image of the minotaur completely disappeared, replaced by a murderous, four-hoofed giant black bull.

"Is this the 'beastiness' that is called the ultimate madness?" Bambu muttered to himself, "With the foundation of chopping and chopping, both strength and speed, after such an unprecedented strengthening, it is enough to enter the realm of legends." However, his mind at this time was probably no different from that of an ordinary bison. ”

This mountain-like ferocious bison trembled slightly even on the ground as the huge hooves stepped on the ground. What's even more terrifying is that it is still accelerating, and only a black cloud can be seen later, rushing towards the Sword Master with a lightning-like momentum.

"None of the human weapons I know can compare to this mad bull, not even the large siege engines." Duke Black Pepper had no doubt that even if it was facing the walls of the Vat City, it would be able to crash through the hole effortlessly.

Billowing smoke swept in, and Tyne's left hand easily opened the red cloth, and the figure disappeared ghostly, the red cloth slowly falling in the air, but it was only a bait. The real bullfighter had appeared on the left side of the bull, his sword stabbing at its waist and abdomen.

In an instant, the giant bull shook its head to the left, and the horns of the bull were towards the Sword Master.

The dust and smoke cleared, and everyone finally saw the scene after the battle, the entire body of the Sword Master was hung on the head of the bull, the long sword in his right hand pierced into the shoulder of the cow, so deep that it was handleless, and the left hand held the right horn of the bull's head, and behind him, a long sharp horn pierced through the body.

The giant bull kept mooing and running, shaking its head vigorously as it ran, trying to remove the burden from its body, and the large crowd was so frightened that they fled and avoided the monster's trampling path. Eventually, it ran to the moat of the Vat City, raised its body high, and with the help of the force of the landing, Tien's body was thrown high like a scarecrow, and fell into the water with a thud. Except for the circles of ripples slowly dissipating, a large stream of blood slowly surged up, and there was no movement.

"Commander, why, why didn't the captain ignore the red cloth when he rushed over?" Until now, the half-elf still can't believe the result of the duel, and he can't believe that the waist-high gambling money in front of him has become his bag.

"All I can say is that he stepped on shit luck...... Oh, no, I already knew that if I cut and chop, I would win," Bambu touched his chin with hindsight, revealing a look of sudden realization, "Can't you think of such a simple thing?" Chopping and chopping is a colorblindness. ”

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The vegetarian dynasty is still a relatively culturally backward country, and controlling the regime here is very convenient for me to do a lot of things.

What I didn't expect was that the Black Pepper family was really useless, and they actually lost nine days in a row in the ten battles for the throne, and all the next seven days were abstaining, what a bunch of waste.

Oh, it turned out to be a kerosene lamp with a bambo behind the white bread. But Bambu, although you know who I am, you don't know who I am, you want to spread the Oil Lamp Sect here, you are in the wrong place, after killing you, the winner will still be Black Pepper.

But before you can do it with Bambu, you have to pack up a minotaur first.

That's just a guy with ordinary brute strength, and he can scare those ordinary people, and he is not qualified to be my opponent at all.

Even if others mention that the minotaur died at my hands in a certain duel in the future, it will be an insult to me.

Because in my opinion, this is not a duel at all, just a hunt and a hunt.

So I'm going to kill him slowly, so that no one thinks he'll be able to fight me equally.

There are many ways to manipulate the Minotaur, but the most ornamental is a game called "bullfighting", which can show off the artistic means of killing with great beauty and elegance.

This minotaur does have a certain level and can not be introduced into madness by the red cloth for a long time, and I have already considered casting madness magic directly on him.

At this time, he rushed over, and began to beast when he was halfway through. It's really pitiful, the harder I resisted just now, the deeper the madness is now, although the strength and speed have a little bit to look at, and the combat wisdom is probably only an instinctive reaction.

I left the red cloth in front of his eyes, came to his left side, and prepared to pierce his heart, liver, spleen, and kidneys through the epidermis. Each blow leaves a shallow hole, and then the stupid cow will dance even more frantically, slowly expanding the wound on the surface of the organ, and at some point suddenly collapse to the ground and die.

Unexpectedly, it was not attracted by the red cloth, and at the same time as I fired the first sword, it turned its head and stabbed me with its horns.

This fact came as a bit of a surprise to me, but it's not a big deal. I've always been very cautious and chose to stand on the left side of its body, so that the left hand that threw away the red cloth could cope with the counterattack of the horns.

After grasping him in the right corner, I lost my original position, and it was not convenient to stab his internal organs again, so I plunged my long sword into his right shoulder to teach it a lesson.

A bright white light suddenly pierced my chest, what is this?

My left hand was holding its right corner, and my right hand was holding the sword that had pierced its shoulder blade, leaving a large void in the middle.

When the body was pierced, I could see clearly that it was the left corner of it.

But I've already observed, and its left corner is obviously broken, why did it suddenly grow out?

To make matters worse, the horn remained in my body, rendering all my strength useless, all my magic restricted, and no more capable of fighting back.

This horn is definitely not a real horn, but a camouflage equipment, with such a powerful killing ability and such a powerful confinement effect, it must be an artifact.

I also thought about why it wasn't confused by the red cloth, this guy is the only one in the minotaur race who is colorblind.

It was cunning, and from the very beginning, it pretended to be attracted by the red cloth, but it also deliberately acted as if it was trying to resist, and then entered a beastly state of its own and rushed towards me.

It was also very brave, attacking directly in a beastly state, which showed that he knew that his ordinary state could not defeat me at all, but he still dared to risk the loss of his mind to fight for a victory with a small chance of success.

Active beasts also lose the ability to think, but a colorblind minotaur will not be attracted by the red cloth at all, it will only attack the opponent in front of it directly.

And I thought that the red cloth could distract it, and deliberately set a trap to trap itself.

The "horn" that looks like a broken horn, but can suddenly grow up, is really unguardable.

This minotaur may become a great figure in the future......

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