1539 General
"It's broken."
Looking at the confrontation scene that gradually appeared in the center of the river, the sighs belonging to Duan Qing and the others gradually sounded in each other's ears: "Is this a resurgence of inhibition?" The established track has been forcibly pushed back to its original position? β
"When I put forward such a condition, I was afraid that those people would ignite hope after seeing that victory was approaching, and wanted to rush forward to try their own quality again, but I didn't expect Surtu to grab the last one."
"No way, the conditions were originally what we talked to him, and he was the only one who could regret it, even if we went up to stop it at this time, he shouldn't have retreated."
"Don't worry, I don't think there should be a problem, the people of the Nashi tribe must have set up a character to restrain and deal with Surtu at the beginning, but they didn't send it in this battle, which doesn't just mean that-"
"Has our interference worked?"
The eyes of each other finally spread to the front of the river, and the battle scene with the same blessings and excitement of countless people unfolded around the Barrow River, and Surtu, who did not seem to intend to say much, also raised his fist high, and the figure rushing forward suddenly disappeared in place. The crackling sound of fists and flesh then sounded in the middle of the river surface stirred up by the splash, accompanied by the scene of the phantom-like headband dancing in the air with the splash, and the tall figure of Shituo, who was forced to retreat again and again by this series of afterimages, also appeared in the direction of the Nashi tribe, and the arms that parried these fist attacks also seemed to show a touch of reluctance: "Don't worry, I haven't finished my words yet." β
"What, do you still have to announce the 'duel begins' before you plan to officially start?"
The downward swing then appeared in front of Shitu, and the fist that was slapped open by his equally long arm then threw a large wave of water on the bank of the river below the right, and the sharp sight of Surtu, who was moving to the left under the cover of these waves, also disappeared behind the flickering splash in the sky, and then the kick that passed through the water curtain also flew above Shitu's head: "Everyone is an old friend, I don't think there is a need for such a cumbersome procedure." β
"Don't blame me for not reminding you: doing so will leave me with an excuse." Raising his hand to block the close kick, Shito's reluctant smile also appeared on the back of his arm: "What if I temporarily change my mind and say that this duel is not for me, and the result of the duel does not count, what will you do?" β
"Oh? The dignified warriors of the Nashi tribe would actually think of such an insidious method? Two punches in quick succession slashed in front of Shitu, and Surtu's lightning-fast knee kick came to Shitu's chest with a sudden splash: "It's like to-"
"It's like you know you're no match for me."
The attacking moves and heavy force made Shitu involuntarily take two steps back after receiving the knee kick, and at the same time provoked two more messy splashes, and with the help of the opponent's recoil force, Surtu stepped into the river and then set off a bigger wave, and the mocking smile disappeared into the range of the faster afterimage with his sudden forward straight punch. A dangerous light flashed in his eyes, and the taller warrior from the Nashi clan finally put his hands behind his back with a serious face, and the obscure blade then accompanied the appearance of the arms in front of him that had returned to him, and sealed them in the direction of the hurried Surtu: "Don't be too arrogant! Sourtu! β
"How could I lose to you!"
In the piercing sound of breaking the air, a pair of fist blades wrapped in Shitu's fist also reappeared in front of everyone as Surtu approached, and Surtu, who was temporarily stopped from attacking, then turned over and returned to the direction where he came with the brilliance of the fist blade that brushed his head, and intertwined with the splash that had not yet fallen: "I like to use weapons to increase my threat." β
"That's right, and one of the reasons why you can't defeat me." Stabilizing his posture again, Shi Tuo, who replied, then put a sinister expression between the water vapor: "You want to defeat me? Get out your weapons first. β
"I'm not going to use weapons against people anymore, I've said that before." Shaking his head, Surtu, who had taken a posture, replied to the other party with an indifferent expression and a predetermined tone: "These two fists are enough, and I won't have any complaints." β
"If you want to defeat me, now is the time."
The whistling sound unfolded again towards the center of the river with Shito's raised eyebrows, and the swinging blade also extended to the surroundings with the figure of the two people entangled again, and the posture of Surtu, who had become more imposing up and down, became faster and faster, and the two fists that were completely invisible collided with the fist blades like a rainbow across the river. Looking at the scene that was almost indistinguishable from the pros, Duan Qing, who was standing on the edge of the river on the side of the Su tribe, frowned tightly, and his eyes were quietly patrolling in other directions, and then any suspicious places in the Nashi camp on the other side of the river gradually swept over, and the weak and serious voice of Xue Lingphantom Bing also sounded in his ears: "How is it?" β
"No hidden enemies were found, and there was no sign of an ambush." So Duan Qing covered his mouth and replied quietly, "If they want to use any tricks and tricks, it will probably only be this time." β
"Maybe it's because the two of them fought too tightly, and the cold arrow of the sudden attack had no chance to hit Surtu's body at all." Shaking his head disappreciatively, Xue Ling's voice became much more serious: "Surtu may be trying to prevent this from happening, so he is so desperate to fight the other party in close hand-to-hand combat. β
"As long as you use your wrestling skills, the advantage of the fist blade will not be used much in the extremely close distance." Pointing to the scene of one of the two people who were entangled in a moment throwing each other's back into the water, Duan Qing replied in a low voice, "But if that's the caseβ"
"Wouldn't it get even weirder?"
He turned his head and looked at the blue sky behind him with suspicion, and the never-ending wind belonging to the grassland was accompanied by the ever-higher cheers and cheers of everyone, gradually spiraling away towards the invisible distance. All kinds of possibilities inexplicably surged into his mind, and the eyes of the gray-robed magician who had been paying attention to this battle before also became empty with the appearance of a sense of confusion, and the thoughts that were originally racking their brains to win the victory also became less concerned about the outcome of the battle in front of them with a certain possibility that suddenly arose: "What if they take the opportunity to sneak attack the Sioux tribe?" β
"Sneak attack? No way. It didn't seem to follow Duan Qing's sudden words and turn his brain, and Gedeman, who subconsciously turned around, had been staring at the battlefield nervously, and his face became a little stunned: "Even if we are added, Surtu will bring out dozens of soldiers this time, and there are countless troops stationed in the family." β
"Even if the other side really wants to carry out a sneak attack, they shouldn't succeed." Feeling the extension of this possibility from the words spoken by the other party, Xue Lingphantom Ice also groaned: "Indeed, judging from the duel ceremony in front of us, the moment that attracts everyone's attention is a great opportunity for them to attack the Nasu settlement in one fell swoop, but the settlement of the Nasu tribe is not guarded by Surtu alone, in the Hongmen banquet that we have participated in once, there should be many generals among the participating members of the Council of Elders......"
"But the Nashi also have a lot of good hands, if the strength is equal, then the Sioux will not be inferior in the previous conflicts and battles." Asahi Dongsheng hurriedly let out his own whisper: "Don't forget what they said in Surtu at the beginning of the ceremony, they said that many well-known warriors of the Nashi tribe did not appear in this ceremony-"
"Fura!"
Inexplicably shouted out the name, Duan Qing's gaze also turned to the sky again: "You should be listening, right?" β
ββ¦β¦ Hum. β
A faint voice then sounded in the ears of the gray-robed magician after a period of silence, accompanied by the golden light that loomed around him: "It seems that you haven't lost the teleportation rune I threw at you earlier." β
"After all, it's a life-saving thing, and of course I won't throw it away." Gritting his teeth and saying this, Duan Qing's expression did not change because of the other party's joke: "But since you can monitor our existence through this teleportation rune, you should also have a way to monitor the movements of the Sioux clan, right?" How's it going over there? β
"Over there." The golden energy flow that appeared around Duan Qing's body fluctuated slightly, and then slowly dispersed like a cloud: "Over there now-"
"It seems like a terrible death."
The atmosphere suddenly froze and froze with the appearance of these words, followed by the exclamations of everyone from the Qingling Adventure Group who broke out in unison, and a heavy wheezing sound from the back of the grassland suddenly appeared at the back of the river, rolling down from the edge of the grassy slope that extended from the depression upward: "Su, Surtu!" Ligel! β
"Babu?" Looking at the face of the rush to the edge of the river with a surprised face, several Nassu warriors who hurriedly arrived helped up the body of the person who had rolled to the front: "Why are you here?" You're not inβ"
"Quick! Go back! Struggling to break free from the support of the crowd, the warrior known as Babu stretched out his bloody face in the direction of the battlefield where Surtu was fighting: "They are attacking! The people of the Nashi tribe are attacking! β
"They're coming to our settlement!"
The uproar echoed into the sky with the shouts of the blood-stained tribal soldier, and quickly broke the atmosphere that had tended to be balanced, and Surtu, who had forced the enemy in front of him to retreat with several consecutive punches, then jumped between his own camps, and turned back to Babu's face became terrifying: "What did you say? β
"What the hell is going on?" The sharp blade qi then approached the front of the first warrior of the tribe, and forcibly pulled the words he had just wanted to continue asking back to the front: "What did you do? β
"Don't be distracted, we're still dueling." In the scene of the clenched fists and blades wrestling with each other above the river, the close face belonging to Shi Tuo also brought a slight smile after triumph at this time: "What strange question are you asking?" How come I have never heard of it? β
"You guys! You-" Surtu, who had tried his best to push the enemy in front of him away and leapt high to the rear, also had a look of regret on his face at this time: "You didn't even want to complete the ritual of Barish!" You've lured me here to take advantage of the opportunity to attack the Sioux settlement! Right? β
"Don't think too highly of yourself, we're not as weak as you say." Shaking his fist blade, Shi Tuo looked at the other party's face with contempt: "If you want to kill your Sioux tribe, we just need to follow our battle book and attack it generously, why use this method of wasting our strength?" β
"This duel ritual must be your trick!"
The furious light slowly faded in his eyes, and the panting Surtu forcibly pressed his angry breath: "Since you have bad intentions, I will not stupidly throw myself into the net!" I'm going back! β
"Hey, are you going to be a runaway soldier?" Pouting his mouth nonchalantly, Shitu looked at the other party's face with a gloomy gaze: "It's obviously you who want to destroy this sacred ceremony, right?" Or do you want to throw in the towel? β
"I won't listen to anything from you anymore! You scheming people! Without the slightest intention to pay attention to the other party's meaning, Surtu's imposing steps then walked back with a splash of water: "Brothers! Hurry up and go! Take out the fastest speed! β
"Want to run? No way! Before the frightened Nassu warriors could respond, a shout from behind him echoed over the Barrow River: "Up! Kill them all! β
The sound of promises and shouts of killing was immediately accompanied by the sudden rush of the Nashi warriors and covered half of the river, and the first to be handed to Surtu's back was a black cold arrow that flew from nowhere, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and then he turned around with a loud roar, and the action of wanting to wave his arm to block the arrow was covered by a blowing emerald green energy - he had been guarding against a possible sneak attack in the shadows, and Duan Qing, who sent this magic attack forward, then also put away his arm that was waving forward, He looked at the black line that represented death that was gradually pressing in front of him, and let out a low sigh of helplessness in the center of the chaotic camp: "It seems that these guys are determined to keep us here." β
"Get ready for battle."