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Mo Luo took two steps forward and looked at Zuo Han: "With my current level, it is indeed not easy to take you down. ”

There is a big difference between a forbidden realm powerhouse and an ordinary powerhouse. Under normal circumstances, an ordinary level 4 powerhouse and a level 7 powerhouse would face each other, and there would be almost no possibility of resistance. But once the forbidden realm is opened, this power level gap will be weakened.

Moro was confident of beating Zuo Han, but that would take time. Vice-Captain Sass just now made Moro mind, so he had no intention of fighting at all, and wanted to find out what happened quickly.

"If it were a different time, I might want to have a good fight with you, but I'm sorry today......" Mo Luo's palm was raised, and the holy power flashed.

With a direct attack of holy power, it is difficult to inflict damage on a level 4 forbidden powerhouse. But as an auxiliary means, especially enemies who are ignorant of the Holy Force, can often play a role in determining the surname.

Glancing at his feet, Moro prepared to change the landscape, sink Zuo Han into the ground, and then kill him.

Zuo Han noticed Mo Luo's actions, and although he smiled, his hands made a mark on his chest, emitting a faint white light.

"You ......"

Moro seemed to see something incredible, and his eyes widened. But soon, Morrow's eyes turned cold again. His lips opened slowly, as if he wanted to say something.

Zuo Han raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "Accept? Or refusal? ”

"Humph!" Mo Luo's pupils shrank, and his hands formed the same mark as Zuo Han's.

"Buzz ......"

With a beeping sound, the two of them were enveloped in a white light mask.

Holy Light Enchantment!

Within the barrier, the Holy Power is invalid.

Sacred power is a unique ability of the Holy See, and it is the greatest help on the path to the strong. When there is a dispute between the insiders, in order to avoid the precious power being wasted, the Holy Light Barrier will be opened.

In fact, in the battle of the strong, the role that the Holy Power can play is already very limited. The symbolic meaning of the existence of the Holy Light Barrier is far greater than the actual meaning.

One person is enough to open the enchantment, but Zuo Han only opens half of it. Within the Holy See, such an act represented an invitation to a duel. The other party can refuse, but they will also be ridiculed.

"You're also a member of the Holy See? Shadows? Mo Luo's eyes were suspicious, and he denied himself: "No, even if there is no Skynet suppression, your strength is only level 8, and there is no such weak person in the dark department!" ”

If you can cast the Holy Light Enchantment, you are undoubtedly a person in the Holy Court. It is impossible for Moro to know everyone in the Holy Court, but there will be no personnel of level 4 strength either. Even if it is the reason for Skynet's imprisonment, it is only level 8 power. At this level, even the qualifications of a trainee knight are not enough.

"I used to be a knight." Left cold road.

"So you are a traitor who has lost your power!" Mo Luo's eyes became colder and colder, and he said, "Betrayer, you will kill when you see it!" ”

"Then you have to be able to beat me." Zuo Han knew the Holy Court knights very well, and knew that it was useless to talk more.

"Since you used to be a knight, let's solve it in a knightly way!" Mo Luo clenched his fists and said, "If you can live in the end, I can spare your life and take you back." ”

"The knight's way?" Zuo Han suddenly said: "Life and death? ”

…………

A way for knights to compete within themselves.

The two knights face each other and attack each other's hearts, attacking each other in a defenseless confrontation.

This method seems to be barbaric, as if those who do not lose strength will surely win, but in fact it is not. Each time the forbidden realm is opened, you can get special abilities. Even the first layer of the **forbidden domain** can control every muscle.

In a confrontation, both sides have no defense, but they can use their strength on the muscles in their chests to resist each other's blows. But in this way, the punch will be less powerful.

The two-man attack is a duel of strength, as well as a contest of experience and skill.

…………

Moro made this proposal, firstly out of knightly pride, and secondly, to play a little clever. The difference between the three power levels, even taking into account experience and skill, Morro's advantage in this kind of duel is obvious.

"Are you scared?" Mo Luo looked at Zuo Han defiantly.

Zuo Han smiled: "It's a very nostalgic way, I have no reason to refuse." ”

The two stood facing each other, their left hands behind their backs and their right hands hanging down their waists, staring at each other quietly.

After about a dozen seconds, a broken piece of metal fell from a high place with a soft click.

The two seemed to get the signal at the same time, and at the same time they swung their fists and smashed them into each other's hearts.

"Bang!"

There was a dull sound, and the bodies of the two of them drew a distance of five or six meters backwards at the same time.

Zuo Han touched the blood on the corner of his mouth and showed a smile.

Mo Luo's abdomen was churning with qi and blood, and he didn't vomit blood, and looked at Zuo Han in disbelief.

Only then did Mo Luo tense his muscles and twist his body to unload the force, as much as possible to counteract the strength of the opponent's attack.

This did work, but correspondingly, Moro couldn't attack with all his strength. The punch just now was only about sixty percent of Mo Luo's full punch.

But Zuo Han, Mo Luo even suspected that he didn't distract his energy to defend, but just blocked his punch with willpower. Zuo Han's punch just now should be an all-out blow of level 4 strength. Otherwise, it would never have been possible to let him go so far.

"Come again!"

Zuo Han kicked the ground with both feet and rushed forward.

"Come on!"

Mo Luo did not believe in evil, and also rushed towards Zuo Han.

"Bang!!"

With the help of the usual surname, the second blow of the two was even more fierce than just now.

Moro staggered back a few steps, while Zuo Han slid backwards and sat down on the edge of the barrier.

"It's dangerous, almost."

Zuo Han wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up, his eyes shining even more.

According to the convention, if you fall out of the barrier during the life-and-death decision, you will lose.

Mo Luo's throat twitched this time, and he barely suppressed the feeling of vomiting blood, and the horror in his eyes was even stronger.

"Don't you want to die? Really don't do defense? Mo Luo couldn't help but ask.

"Why should I defend against the knights' duel?" Zuo Han asked rhetorically, with a faint hint of arrogance in his eyes.

This is not the first time Zuo Han has fought a life-and-death duel with someone, and he is not inexperienced. But no matter which time, Zuo Han bombarded the opponent with all his might, and never thought about how he would be hurt.

"Fool, then you die!"

In Moro's roar, the two slammed into each other again.

This time, Zuo Han only took three or five steps backwards. But Moro fell out.

"Impossible!"

Morrow got up from the ground, still unwilling to believe the fact, and swung his fist forward.

"You're doomed." Zuo Han stepped forward to meet him.

"Bang bang bang!!"

The two bombarded each other's chests without any fancy fancy, and the sound of bones breaking and spitting blood was a footnote to the sound and shadow.

Although the outcome is still undecided, Zuo Han is obviously more seriously injured. But Zuo Han has basically determined that he has won.

Because, Moro was afraid.

At the beginning, Moro dared to attack with more than half of his strength, but from the third punch, Moro had already used most of his strength on defense. The fist that hit Zuo Han's body seemed to be powerful, but it was far less fierce than the first two punches.

"Bang!"

Another punch, the two of them took three or five steps back at the same time, gasping for a break, seizing all the time to recover their strength.

Looking at Zuo Han's already visibly sunken chest, Mo Luo couldn't believe his eyes.

With such an injury, anyone should have died. But the person in front of him was still standing, and he could still swing his fist vigorously.

"You, are you crazy!" Morrow gritted his teeth.

Mo Luo was a little tired of this method, and he didn't want to play with Zuo Han anymore.

Mo Luo's hand involuntarily touched his lower back.

"Crazy?" Zuo Han smiled.

Now Zuo Han, the corners of his mouth and chest are full of blood, and his smile is really ghostly.

"The Knights are the sharpest spears of the Holy See, and their vocation is to attack. Retreat rather than die. Zuo Han wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said quietly: "I am no longer a knight of the Holy Court, but I still have the blood of a knight." ”

Morrow touched his hand in the back of his waist and paused.

Knight's blood.

Only the knights of the Holy Court can understand the true meaning of these words.

…………

Beyond Earth, in the vast universe, there are few civilizations that do not know the name of the Knights of the Holy Court.

The Order is almost synonymous with victory, and in the recent decades of the history of the Holy See, there is almost no record of the Order's defeat.

But all of this was bought back with the blood of the knights of the Order.

The real pinnacle battle of the Knights came more than forty years ago when the Holy See was challenged by another huge force.

A knightly order was besieged by several times the enemy, and the Holy See was unable to rush to help, causing the knight order to retreat.

However, under the leadership of the then commander, this knight group did not take a step back, broke through the layers of enemy formations, and made the enemy chief beheaded. It was that battle that really established the status of the Holy Court.

Since then, all knights have made it their duty to attack, shameful to retreat, and proud to have the blood of their knights in their veins.

………………

Moro retracted his hand, took a deep breath, and rushed towards the left cold even faster than before.

Zuo Han also paused on one foot and stepped forward without hesitation.

Both of them throw punches at the same time!

It's all firm belief and full strength.

"Boom!!"

At the same time as hitting Mo Luo's chest, Zuo Han's fist seemed to grow larger in an instant, and his muscles also trembled rhythmically.

Level 5 strength.

Zuo Han has advanced.

On the other hand, Mo Luo's face turned pale, and his fist almost touched Zuo Han's body.

Under the powerful blow, a small basin-like deep pit fell into his chest and flew upside down.

After hitting a large number of things one after another, Morrow's figure stopped, but he was unable to stand up.

Zuo Han covered his chest and walked step by step beside Mo Luo.

"Hundredfold?" Moro spat out a few mouthfuls of blood and asked weakly.

Zuo Han nodded.

One hundred attacks of the exact same force, hitting the same point.

"Skills that can only be mastered above the captain level......" Moro laughed miserably: "You are not an ordinary knight, I am too careless. (To be continued.) )