Chapter Twenty-Eight: Fighting Trist Again

In a real head-to-head confrontation, Sherlock realized how lucky he was to have killed the other party with Muruki before, Tristel's knife technique is the same as Trisna's, except that his scimitar is much faster and more flexible, the left-handed knife is powerful and fierce to hit his middle door, and the right-hand knife waits for the opportunity to attack his vital point, hardly giving him a chance to breathe.

Sherlock saw the opponent's attack route, but he didn't have time to parry, one is that he is only a player after all, and the actual experience of using a knife is definitely not as skilled as the NPCs set in the game, and it is enough to deal with some cats and dogs, but it is a little stretched in the face of real masters.

The second is that his body can't keep up with the brain's reaction ability, and after the opponent's speed is fast to a certain extent, even if his frog eye sees through the opponent's actions, it is only in vain that he can't react in time, and the shortcomings of the half-frog form are presented in front of him for the first time

In less than a minute, even if he didn't let Trist hit head-on, he was frequently slashed by the opponent's ice death, and with the stray arrows of the archers around him, his health was already less than 20%.

At this time, with the end of Jian Bufan's charge, the advance speed of the other three people also slowed down suddenly, although Mu Liuxi also left the formation to clean up the small soldiers, but under the continuous treatment of the moon well in the opponent's base, there was little effect, and the situation continued to develop in a direction that was unfavorable to everyone.

Perhaps because of the urgency of form, or perhaps because of the constant depression brought about by Trist's fancy beating, Sherlock finally gave up his current half-frog form, which was a bit of a chicken rib, and decided to try another less mature way of fighting.

With a sharp sweep of his scimitar, he forced Trist away and quickly seized the opportunity to transform into his transformation form.

Semi-natural transformation - Jungle Cat!

Transforming into this form at this time, he is not only for the skill of catwalking, but also for the slightly higher agility growth in this form and the additional judgment bonus for body movements, he wants to really fight the enemy in front of him instead of blindly defending, even if he dies, he will be happy and die.

Sherlock is actually a very emotional person, normal times is an indifferent form, he doesn't blink when the sky falls, when he is in a good mood, it is common to grovel and smile for a few hundred dollars, but if he is suddenly in a bad mood, he will never care about right and wrong, right and wrong, morality, responsibility, these messy things, there is only one word in his heart.

Dry, dry until cool.

Especially in the game, he has messed up a lot of commissions in the past because of this problem, and it is frank to say that it sounds good, and it is poor control ability to say that it is not good, no matter what others think, anyway, Sherlock has always regarded this as an advantage, which is one of his few persistences.

In fact, when it comes to fighting, the body in the half-cat form is far easier to use than the half-frog form or even the original form, but he has not been absolutely sure about the control of this form, especially in the face of a master like Trist, but since it has been decided, it is only a go.

Allowing his subconscious to complete the control of the deformed body, Sherlock looked at Trist, who stepped forward again, threw the spare scimitar in his left hand, and then the five cat's claws in his right hand slammed into the ice spirit, and opened the cat's step to face him.

As soon as Trist pulled away the flying scimitar, he found that the half-elf druid, who was still three steps away, rushed in front of him in an instant, and the scimitar similar to him slashed at him, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he could only hold the flash with his backhand and block it forward.

"When", Sherlock's ice spirit and Trist's flash collided fiercely, of course, the ice spirit of the excellent level will not appear in the same situation as the previous wooden shield, this time he discovered another benefit of the jungle cat form, the five cat's claws are far more powerful than the control of human hands, such a fierce collision, the ice spirit in his hands did not move at all.

Only Sherlock, who has a single knife in hand, is not suitable for hand-to-hand combat with the opponent, and only by grasping the initiative in the battle can there be a slight chance of victory, and pulling this battle into a hard-fought slash is the best choice.

So the power of this knife was not exhausted, and before the opponent's right hand knife was swung out, he suddenly retracted the knife, turned his body, and with the strength of his whole body, it was a horizontal split, and collided with the opponent's two scimitars again.

However, this time, before he could regain his strength, Trist preemptively interrupted his fighting rhythm.

A dazzling light suddenly emanated from the other party's flash, and the piercing Sherlock couldn't open his eyes for a moment, but at the same time, a green light was also thrown at the opponent's feet, and a weed suddenly grew crazy and wrapped around Trist's feet.

His entanglement technique had been planned for a long time, and he wanted to restrict Trist's movements, but he didn't expect the opponent's flash technique to be released first, but his skill should have also hit, and the form was still in his favor.

Affected by the flash, Sherlock temporarily entered a state of blindness, and could only hold the knife with both hands towards the opponent's position in his memory, and Trist, who was affected by the binding effect, had no way to dodge, so he had to keep swinging the knife to block.

Five seconds later, the blindness state and the binding effect ended almost at the same time, and at this time, the three of Jian Bufan had already rushed into the attack range of the elven ancient tree, and they were not far from the blue light curtain that connected to the sky.

Seeing that the delay was almost over, he jumped backwards and directly turned into a fully formed jungle cat and chased after the three of them.

At the speed of the jungle cat, Sherlock gradually shook off the chasing Trist, and seeing that he was about to make peace with the rest of the people, an elven archer riding a white tiger and five behemoths suddenly tore through the space and appeared in front of the tree of life out of thin air, blocking between everyone and the blue light curtain.