Chapter 12: Fighting Alone (3)
As soon as this pale blue brilliance appeared, it condensed like sticky water, clinging like a living fish to the ground beneath the dwarf Andu's feet, and soon the surface of it reflected a smooth texture like silk.
Just when almost everyone thought it was some kind of powerful water element or poison spell attack, an unexpected scene appeared.
In the mischievous chuckle of the bewitching woman, Andu's swinging hammer actually took his body and flew off the ground, and then slammed into the ground with a "boom", and it was impossible to tell whether it was his body or the sound of the giant hammer colliding with the ground.
Gravel and dust rose up, and there had been a furrow pulled by the inertia of the hammer.
With an angry roar, a stocky figure rose back to its feet from the gray mist, as if the violent impact had not affected him at all.
Luo Lan nodded secretly, the strength of the dwarves' bodies is well known, although their bodies are short, but their weight is similar to that of a large demonic beast, and because of this, they can wield weapons that seem to be huge but are actually less than half their own weight. Their flesh seems to be an iron stone that has been compressed and condensed by repeated forging countless times, which is extremely solid, and coupled with the petrified armor they are born with, their bodies are very resistant to blows.
It is conceivable that if a dwarven army appeared on the battlefield, such combat effectiveness would indeed be daunting.
But on the other hand, dwarves are equally known for their bad temper and disobedient manners, so there is a proverb that says, "Never expect two dwarves to go in the same direction." ”
Andu's red eyes widened and he tugged at his beard, and with a low roar, he once again picked up the sledgehammer and smashed it at the woman.
I have to admit that his endurance is also quite good, and he still has no fatigue after swinging the giant hammer dozens of times in a row, but compared to the woman's light movements, his efforts are like a clumsy bear chasing a wisp of wind, and of course, his roar is getting louder than the other.
The woman was just blindly dodging, except for starting to inexplicably make the other party turn over, and it seemed that she couldn't come up with any effective offensive means.
The tide of battle seems to be at a stalemate.
Vadubo stared into the room, not knowing what he was thinking, unable to discern any joy or worry on his face.
He knew that since the Demon Shark Squad was so well prepared, their methods would not be so simple.
Luo Lan's gaze looked at Monesco, who looked calm and assured.
At this point, there was another change in the field.
"Ahh
Andu finally caught a flaw, he roared, the hammer was turned up, and the members of the Vadubo team frowned, obviously they all clearly saw that it was a very shoddy trap, but the dwarves who were already furious in the field inherited the temperament of their people, and rushed forward regardless of it.
The woman smiled and turned around slightly, letting go of the frontal *, in the thunder of the giant hammer smashing the ground, almost against Andu's body and around him, the smooth and elegant movements stretched out like dance steps, her two white hands gently pressed on each other's shoulders, and suddenly, that blue brilliance appeared again, but this time the situation was very different from the last time, starting from Andu's shoulders and spreading downward, this sticky blue substance soon stained the dwarf's body.
Immediately, the woman touched the ground on tiptoe, flashed a few times like a light swallow, retreated to a place six or seven steps away, and stared at each other with wide eyes, her sexy lips slightly curved, and her charming face was full of a look of waiting to see a good show.
The dwarf quickly turned around and tried to face his opponent, but it seemed to be too strong, and the whole person actually turned around twice in place like a spinning top, and then his feet slipped and fell down with a thud.
He shook his head and tried to get up, his arms propped up on the ground, but it felt as if there was a thick layer of oil on a piece of ice, slippery and greasy, he tried to support his body, no matter how he couldn't do it, and after a while he was snorting and gasping, most of which was caused by anger.
After several efforts, he finally found that he could not fight with brute force, so he stood up slowly, cautiously, and with great care, and he grinned mockingly at the woman, and just as he had taken a step, he suddenly stumbled under his feet, and his stubby legs slipped comically two steps, and fell to the ground again.
When he struggled to get to his feet again, the woman giggled and rushed forward, and with only a slight push on him, he fell very happily, but the stubborn temper of the dwarf made him straighten up again, and what awaited him was to be pushed again, and he stood up again, and pushed again......
Russell slapped his forehead and sighed helplessly: "Captain, it's a fish oil technique, this woman has the blood of the Sea Clan." ”
Vadubo nodded silently, the first time the woman used this talent was just to see if it really worked on the dwarf, and after determining that it was useful, once it was successfully used by it, it was doomed to fail.
Fish Oil is an innate ability that cannot be attacked or defended, and it may seem very weak, but when used correctly, it can still be used in unexpected ways.
It took a lot of thought for the Demon Shark Team to come up with this method for Andu.
Is this talent really weak?
Luo Lan doesn't think so, this is actually an extremely powerful ability, theoretically speaking, people need to use a fulcrum to exert strength, for example, everyone has to step on the flat ground to exert strength, if this fulcrum is minimized, no matter how much strength you have but there is nowhere to borrow strength, how can it not be used on the other party, for the race that purely relies on physical strength, this ability is undoubtedly a natural nemesis.
There was a one-sided situation on the field, and the two forbidden deacons looked at each other and seemed to have made a decision.
Before they could speak, Wadubo had already taken a step forward and said loudly: "We will admit defeat in this game." ”
The woman smiled and stretched out a finger to shake it, and said in a crisp voice: "The fish oil on his body will disappear in half a day, don't move it." ”
Russell shook and found a rope to drag Andu, who was screaming incessantly, off the field with all his rage.
For Wadubo, losing a game without a dead teammate is already a great thing to celebrate.
Obviously, the Demon Sharks left a lot of leeway in this solo fight.
Wadubo looked at the dark passage on the other side and said in a deep voice, "Stick, are you sure about the next one?"
His eyes, which seemed to be unfocused, rolled a little, curled on the ground and slowly stood up, his arms drooped, his knees hunched, and his back bent slowly walked towards the field, and when he passed by Wadubo, his fingers moved, and the pale face under the messy black hair was raised, and he let out a dreamy voice: "I haven't cut for a long time, and the craftsmanship will be rusty......"
A gust of cold wind blew, and both the enemy and the enemy felt an inexplicable chill from the bottom of their hearts.
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