"I retract the above sentence, your little trick is very interesting......"

Samba glanced at the white dots on his arms, and his eyes began to become serious.

In contrast, Qi Ren's heart was not so comfortable, because although he had just stabbed the other party's arm, he did not achieve the expected effect.

The spear head, which looked very sharp, did not even puncture the opponent's skin, but only left a ridiculous white spot.

Hell, are people from another world monsters?

It's just copper-skinned! If you can't even break the defense, you won't be able to finish the opponent's blood bar even in the Year of the Monkey!

Although he kept complaining in his heart, he didn't show timidity on the surface, and he continued to analyze the situation with a paralyzed face.

Ever since he had a death countdown on his head, he had found that even the most elaborate plans would always give him some kind of basket at any time, so he had to be ready to adjust the plan at all times.

Qi people firmly believe in one point, that is, even if they are lucky E, they can't stop the efforts of a krypton + liver emperor.

The opponent used his arm to block his spear head at the last minute, which means that not every part of the body is so hard, but two muscular arms are enough trouble.

So the next thrust has to be faster and more accurate.

However, the other party does not seem to have been exposed to the baptism of oriental spearmanship from another world, maybe this is an opportunity, a chance that only comes once!

After thinking about the opponent's possible next move, he quickly launched a second attack.

The red tassels made another wonderful arc in the air, and the man swung his spear towards the knees of the opponent's legs, for he knew that there were no muscles to exercise there.

Sure enough, Samba did not directly resist in the face of this spear's sweep, but chose to take two steps back and raise his foot to step on the spear's blade.

The level gap was finally apparent at this moment, and the strong knight who was as high as lv27 quickly followed the swing speed of the spear head with his right foot.

Levels don't represent experience or skill, but they do illustrate the difference in strength and agility.

Therefore, the spear of the Qi people was about to be trampled at the feet of Samba, but the Qi people rubbed the spear with both hands as if they had expected it, and then the spear slid under Samba's feet like a nimble poisonous snake.

The spinning black "Viper" did not stop attacking, and it was swimming in a somewhat awkward place for Samba at the moment.

That's Samba's crotch!

Obviously, this position is also difficult to defend perfectly, especially after Samba has lost the protection of his armor.

One-step, two-step, three-step......

The man kept moving forward with the momentum of the thrust, but Samba kept moving small steps backwards with an ugly face.

Clang!

A sound that seemed to be a sword attack sounded from Samba's feet, and it finally gave Samba a sigh of relief.

Because at the last moment he finally stretched out his foot and stepped on the spear fiercely.

Smack-

Before Samba could completely relax in one breath, another crisp sound appeared above Samba's head, and a striking red mark appeared on Samba's forehead in a moment.

Although the series of confrontations between the two sounds like it took a long time, they were actually completed between lightning and flint.

As a result, many onlookers did not see what was happening for a while, and only the discerning onlookers came back to their senses and applauded loudly after a few seconds.

The spearmanship from the East, another world, was fancy enough, and in a matter of moments, the melon-eating crowd in the Boulder Fortress felt the charm of this magician-like fighting technique.

It's a pity that the lethality is a little weaker, and the people sighed secretly.

He had just almost predicted the opponent's movements with his extraordinary reflexes, but in the end, he only hit the opponent in the head with the elastic wooden barrel.

Although it seems to be vigorous, the final results are not satisfactory.

Christina saw this too, and while she seemed to have the upper hand on the scene, she knew more about how powerless her skills were under the pressure of power, after all, that's how she usually hammered people in training.

But Qi Ren didn't use those routines just now to deal with her, so this Lori is looking forward to what tricks Qi Ren will have to turn the tables next.

Touching the red marks on his forehead that were faintly painful, a trace of embarrassment quickly flashed across Samba's face.

In fact, he didn't react just now, and he almost couldn't help but draw his sword to resist, because this was the first time someone hit him with a gun.

It was not uncommon for knights to use spears in the Boulder Fortress, but none of them would use this elastic wood as a gun shaft, because the knights mostly used their guns to charge and sweep with their mounts, and in this case, the toughness of the wooden gun shaft was obviously not as good as the hard metal.

So when Samba was caught off guard, he was smashed by the gun that would "turn", and his brain was a little confused and ashamed.

"Hey, hey, what the hell are you doing with Samba? Just rush up and beat him, that hillbilly won't hurt you at all! ”

Fortunately, the young master of "straw bag" spoke out in time at this time, and Samba woke up from some dizziness, and then he decisively ignored the "kind" suggestion of the young master of "straw bag" and looked at Qiren with a more cautious gaze.

After all, if the other party's spear also had a barb at the tail just now, his eyes might have left him, and it would be bad if the other party had any similar tricks to make him capsize in the gutter.

Thinking of this, the entry on the top of the swarthy and strong knight's head also began to change, and a [very cautious] entry was added, which also made the corner of the man's mouth show a subtle smile.

Without giving the other party more time to think, he spun his spear again.

The red tassels also turned into beautiful tongues of fire again, flipping various patterns in the air.

It's just that Samba didn't underestimate the fiery red tassels this time, because he was distracted by these gadgets again and again.

In a world full of magical items, even knights don't know the rules of magical items in advance.

Everything has to be tested with scars in the duel!

This time, the same insight into this rule was the same as Samba's charge.

Sure enough, there is a fraud!

Samba almost shouted in his heart when he looked at the other party and almost took the initiative to put the gun into his hand.

Because after handing out the spear to the other party, he actually took something out of his arms, and then a sense of crisis made Samba pull out his long sword without even thinking about it.

Boom –

With wisps of green smoke from the muzzle of the musket in the man's hand, Samba's body crashed to the ground like a beast that had been bombarded.

Blowing the smoke of gunpowder from the muzzle of the gun, the people sighed again in their hearts-

Sure enough, a spear or something, after all, is not as good as a musket!

[First Blood Lv16→ Lv17]