Chapter 1560: The Battle on the Battlefield (4)

Generally speaking, there are only two ways to deal with cautious guys.

The first is to use a long war of attrition to erode the opponent's patience. No matter how cautious a person is, as long as his patience runs out, he will become reckless because of impetuousness;

The second is to set up a plan within a plan, first make the other party think that you have fallen into the trap set by him, and then calculate the other party in turn. No matter how cautious a person is, as long as he thinks that his plan has succeeded, he will let his guard down because of a moment of pride and complacency.

Bediwell carried out both methods at the same time, because he knew that his opponent, the gladiator Bereld, was also a scheming man—and to win such an opponent, Bediwell would have to be more scheming than his opponent.

A powerful storm of lightning literally hit Bereld the Gladiator, sending him flying away. In the midst of this storm of lightning was a black snake glowing with golden light, which was actually Bedeville's tungsten tongue whip. It took advantage of the fact that Bereld was blown away and his whole body was paralyzed by electric shocks, and the target was Berelde's lower abdomen!

Although the discharge has been completed, and the frozen enchantment on the dagger at the end of the tungsten tongue whip has been used up, the power of the whip's blow cannot be expected. However, due to the characteristics of the Luna Steel itself, even if this blow can't penetrate the gladiator's abdomen, it should at least create an incapacitating wound on his stomach!

If he was injured like that, then the gladiator Bereld would not be able to continue fighting, and the match would be won by the werewolf Bediwell!

Boom!--Hit!

No, it didn't feel like it was hit? The attack was blocked?

But how is it possible? Bereld is still in the air and has not landed, and he has also been firmly hit by an electric shock, and his whole body (at least his limbs) should be temporarily immobile!

Was it the armor hidden in his chest that saved his life? No, no, no. The impact of the tungsten tongue whip showed that the blow did not have any real sensation, neither human flesh nor the hard, heavy steel plate. The attack was bounced!

Pounds, rustles, rustles, rustles!—and then Bereld landed face on the ground, and then glided on the ground for a long distance by inertia. This phenomenon proves that Bediwell's guess is not wrong. Bereld had been hit by the lightning storm so hard that his limbs - especially his hands - could not move at all, which was why he had that clumsy way of landing, because the gladiator couldn't free his paralyzed hands to cushion the landing!

So where did the gladiator Bereld get his free hand to fend off the blow just now?

"Hmm...... Well done!" the paralysis of the current only lasted for a short time, after all, the electrical organ hidden in Bediwell's arm was not very strong. The gladiator Bereld quickly lifted his paralysis, got up from the ground, and praised as he got up: "I didn't expect you to be able to perform such a move, you were completely deceived!"

"Tsk. The werewolf youth just smacked his lips. The surprise attack just now was based on the opponent's incomprehension of the performance of the tungsten turtle tongue whip, and it can only be used once. The next time you want to use it, you will be guarded by Bereld and it will no longer work. Moreover, the Tungsten Tongue Whip still has a very long charging time, and it is not the kind of move that can be used continuously. The method of winning by surprise attack is no longer feasible, even if Bediwell uses the protective ring, at most it is only at the corner of the opponent, and the protective ring cannot be used all the time, because it needs to continuously discharge the whip, and the discharge organ will be tired after a long time.

The normal means of winning have been exhausted, and the only thing that can be used next is [that]?

No, it's still too early to use [that], [that] can only be used in the most critical moments, and it can't be stopped at the beginning, becoming a kind of attrition war where either the enemy falls first or Bediwell falls first. If you don't drastically reduce Berelde's physical strength first, it is estimated that it will be Bediwell himself who will fall first!

Anyway, now is the opportunity to recover.

Bediwell removed the protective ring of the tungsten turtle tongue whip and sneered at his opponent: "That was all I could use just now, and you survived that attack, I have to admire." But it's time for you to use all your strength and fight me, right? If you don't take out the hidden ~that~one~hand~ again, you will definitely lose to me!"

Hearing Bediwell say this, Bereld's face suddenly sank. As if he had been told something, his strange change in expression vaguely revealed his impatience.

"You...... Did you find out?" said Bereld in a low voice, "There's really nothing I can do with you, little furball." I'm going to save this for the finals. ＂

"If you think you can beat me in a place like this without that, you can keep it. Bediwell didn't know what Bereld was talking about, but he was very witty and began to use the other man's words: "If you keep refusing to use it, then I will unceremoniously win the game this time, bald!"

The gladiator's face changed again.

"There's really nothing I can do about you. Then he seemed to make up his mind and began to unbutton his shirt.

Take off your shirt, what is it for? Bediwell looked slightly confused. The first thing he noticed was the location of Berelde's blouse in the lower abdomen, where there was a burning mark. The pursuit of the tungsten turtletongue whip just now, which should have made a small hole in that position, caused serious injuries that made it impossible for Bereld to continue the fight, but was mysteriously blocked by the gladiator in the middle of the shot. As a result, is it because the guy is hiding something under his jacket?

When the gladiator took off his shirt, Bediwell was also taken aback - it should be said that anyone who saw the match on live television would be shocked by the sight before him!

True, the gladiator Bereld was not a normal person. This guy is a deformed person. He had two leaning arms crossed and overlapped, hidden in front of his chest and abdomen!

This guy is a deformed man with four arms.

No wonder the attack couldn't make a hole in Berelde's lower abdomen!Because even though the gladiator's normal arms were paralyzed by electric shocks, he still hid two hidden arms that were brandished under his shirt to block the attack!

"Now you finally know. The gladiator Bereld smirked at Bediwell, but there was also bitterness in the smile: "I haven't used my hidden arm for many years, not even in previous years. You're the first person in years to experience the power of these two hidden arms, little furball!"

After speaking, the gladiator Bereld suddenly spread his four arms out. In an instant, these two thin arms swelled to the same thickness as normal arms, and the photon daggers held in the two arms were also adjusted, turning into two other photon stabbing swords!

The four-armed strange man held four photon weapons in his hand and entered full attack mode! He swung the four lightsabers as if he were practicing, and the movements were as smooth as his peers!

Seeing this, Bediwell's heart could not be clearer. Berelde's talent is not Duo-Dosia at all, but Quad-Dosia - that is, all four of his arms can swing freely and skillfully, making incomparably complex but intricate movements!

The onslaught of Bereld's two arms is already so difficult to deal with, not to mention that it is now four! If these four arms attack at the same time, can Bediwell's protective ring completely defend against the attack?!

No, even if it can be done, it will be enough to choke. The consumption of the discharge organ will definitely be several times more than usual. This is not a protracted war of attrition that Bediwell can afford to play, and he knows how far apart he is from his opponent's stamina. Seeing that Bereld finished a round of sword dance there with four arms at the same time, and his face was not red and breathless, Bediwell knew that he couldn't fight against this kind of monster!

The only thing he could do was keep his distance and fight guerrilla warfare with his opponents. In this way, you may be able to take advantage of the point of "consuming the opponent's physical strength".

But what to do? Bediwell's tungsten tongue whip, while extended, can only be used as a mid-range attack at best. There was no way to get any farther away, and the werewolf youth didn't have any long-range shooting weapons such as light guns on them. The farthest distance that can be hit is about ten yards, and it also requires the tungsten tortoise tongue whip to be coiled up like a spring, and then released in an instant, making a straight thrust like a spear. Such a big and up-and-down attack will definitely be pre-read by the opponent's heart and eye. It's tricky. It's hard enough for a guy who knows how to use his heart and eye, let alone a four-armed strange man like Berelde!-

I can only bite the bullet.

Having made up his mind, Bediwell began to gallop around his rival, always keeping a distance of ten yards. The whip in his hand did not coil into a spring, but dragged behind him like a tail.

"Hmph, what new tricks are you going to play?" the gladiator couldn't help but laugh: "Anyway, no matter how you attack it, I can eliminate it all." ＂

We'll see. Bediwell thought silently in his heart, and had already thought of a way.

Bediwell had already taken the pine resin powder out of his pocket, this time flame pine resin. Instead of applying the resin to his weapon, he scattered it on the ground little by little - that is, he sprinkled it around the gladiator Berelde.

This is another trap he has set up, and as long as his opponent hasn't figured it out, he still has a chance to take advantage of it.