Chapter 1564: The Battle on the Battlefield (8)

The fight to the death continues, and this is a crazy battle between offense and defense to the extreme, and the winner will be immediately revealed if either side is overpowered by the opponent's momentum first, or which side makes a mistake first.

The four-armed gladiator Bereld raised his upper right arm and stabbed Bediwell in the throat with his bayonet. The werewolf youth waved his left arm and used the tungsten tortoise tongue whip wrapped around his arm to block the attack.

In addition to wrapping around his left arm, the werewolf youth's tungsten tongue whip protrudes about three feet along his wrist, which is almost straight and vertical when electrified, resembling a short spear with a pointed tip, which can be used as a small return fire in addition to blocking attacks, and is also very powerful when the piercing hits. However, Bediwell had always used the whip as a means of defense, and rarely used it. With only two arms, he was already behind Bereld in terms of innate conditions, and now his best strategy is to defend with all his might, and if he makes a rash move, he will only make his opponent catch a flaw.

What's more, Bereld is proficient in the mind and eye, but he can only see the trajectory of the opponent's attack. If Bediwell had been on the defensive, the gladiator's mind and eye skills would have been useless.

More attacks hit, and this time Bereld attacked with three arms at once, leaving only one arm to defend. The lightsaber slashed from the top of Bedwell's head, and two other photon stabbing swords were aimed at Bedeville's legs!

The werewolf youth wielded his scimitar to unleash the deadly attack that had been slashed from the top of his head, and at the same time swept downward and horizontally with the tungsten tortoise tongue whip, just in time for the blades of the two stabbing swords that stabbed at him, and defused the attack. However, his opponent did not stop his attack, and the last remaining hand also raised his sword and stabbed downwards to Bediwell's right lower abdomen!

There was another muffled sound, and Bediwell's left arm returned in time to open the blow with the part of his elbow, which of course had been wrapped around the tungsten tongue whip. However, Berelde's bayonet sword was only slightly pushed away, and the sword momentum was not attenuated at all, and the gladiator raised his sword with his backhand and slashed upward, and the deadly blade of the Photon Piercing Sword was cut under the armpit of Bediwell's right arm! The bayonet was not originally used for horizontal slashing, thrusting was its specialty. But with clever words, a sword can cut off a person's arm!

Bediwell, however, raised his scimitar and slammed it down with the bottom end of the hilt! The slightly sharp bulge at the bottom of the handle hit the top of the opponent's photon stabbing sword, that is, the place where the blade composed of photons ejected from the hilt! The original blade of the photon weapon relied on a reflector to emit a beam of photons, and it was maintained by an enchantment, which was just close to the photon mirror, and was the most vulnerable part of the weapon. After being struck like this, the Photon Piercing Sword immediately malfunctioned, it flickered twice, and the blade dissipated before it could slash into Bediwell's armpit!

The werewolf youth took a step back, hoping to take a breath of relief from his opponent's dense attacks! However, the gladiator was not shocked by the failure of one of the weapons in his hand, and the two lightsabers that he had originally stabbed at Bediwell's legs but were empty moved again, stabbing at the sides of Bediwell's abdomen from the bottom up!

This is also a rather troublesome continuous attack! The werewolf youth who has taken a step back and has not yet stood firmly on his feet is really inconvenient to dodge! Bediwell has just broken the opponent's weapon with the hilt of his scimitar, and before his right hand can react, he has to use the tungsten turtle tongue whip on his left hand to defend himself. Fortunately, his whip was not wrapped around the part of his arm and could still move freely, so he swept that part of the whip and pushed away the opponent's sword momentum first!

However, Bediwell was still too slow, his whip only cleared one of the bayonet attacks, and the other stabbed through the right side of the werewolf youth's lower abdomen! The cross-section of the bayonet sword that could cause damage was not large, but it was a cluster of flowing photons, and when it came into contact with the human body, it was like a chainsaw cutting through the flesh of the human body, and by the way, the tissues near the wound were scorched! Bereld also wanted to further drag the Photon Stabbing Sword to expand the wound, but the werewolf youth hurriedly took another step back and forcibly dragged the injured belly out of the opponent's blade!

Blood spurted violently! Bediwell subconsciously covered the wound, and instantly squirted out a large amount of medical gel with the plug-in system on the scimitar, plugging the hole in his abdomen! He took a dozen steps back, and he was far away from the gladiator Bereldra, so that he had time to check the injury on his right lower abdomen! The wound was as thick as two index fingers, twice the cross-section of the original photon stabbing sword, and it was estimated that the wound was further torn when he retreated and fled sharply just now! The blood that flowed out of it was still bright red, and there was no black blood that Bedivel was most afraid of seeing. This also means that only the intestines are injured, and the liver is still intact! If this injury is not good, Bediwell can continue to fight!

"Phew, we're finally fair now. Berelde's face was a little pale, but he still smiled mockingly. There was also a large hole in his abdomen, which was the wound that Bediwell had just stabbed with the slam of the tungsten turtle's tongue whip, which was a serious life-threatening injury. The gladiator was injured in this way and should have given up the game early to seek healing, but the stubborn bald man chose Bedeville to continue fighting.

Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the werewolf youth. Indeed, if he continues like this, he will also be quite bad, although the injury to the abdomen does not directly hit the vital point, but it is not far from the liver and pancreas. Next, even internal bleeding can kill Bediwell. Under normal circumstances, he should admit defeat and go for treatment, but the equally stubborn and dead-eyed Bediwell has no intention of admitting defeat at all. If he can't overcome even this little injury and defeat his opponent, how can he fulfill his almost unattainable wish to find his long-lost son in the middle of nowhere?

(Husky...... ）

Bediwell tore off one of his sleeves and quickly bandaged his lower abdomen.

According to the physique and endurance of both sides, if they continue to fight, the first person to run out of physical strength will definitely be Bediwell. Delaying time is no longer enough to give the werewolf youth a chance to win, so it's time to change your strategy and fight with all your might.

You can only use [that]. Although it was still very unstable, and it would have a permanent effect on the werewolf youth's body, but - isn't life a gamble? Now is the last chance to gamble, and if Bediwell doesn't take advantage of the current stud to do his best, he will only end up with a lifelong regret!

Having made up his mind, the werewolf youth began to prepare to use the last tactic.

He smeared the last remaining lightning pine resin on the luna steel scimitar, and bit the thunderous scimitar to his mouth.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!!"

The werewolf youth fell prostrate on the ground, limbs outstretched, behaving like a wild beast. His body also began to change, his limbs and abdomen shortened and thinned, but his toes became more and more elongated. The splendor of civilization was annihilated from his eyes, replaced by a wild glow.

This is, [Beastification]!

A technique that only orcs can use to restore their bodies to the appearance of beasts!

However, this is completely different from the [Madness] that is most commonly used by orcs, and the [Beastification] does not bring a particularly significant power bonus to the orc's body before and after use, which means that even if he takes the form of this beast, Bediwell's combat power has not increased at all. He merely changed from a decent [human] form to a groveling [beast] form.

Seeing that the werewolf Bediwell had beastified himself, the gladiator Bereld couldn't help but wonder.

Bereld knew that his opponent could use bestiality, and he had done thorough research on Bediwell before. However, from the very beginning, the gladiators concluded that Bediwell's bestiality was not practical, let alone suitable for use in battle.

Bereld thought that Bediwell had run out of new tricks to turn the tide. But what is the purpose of the werewolf youth using such a wonderful technique on this wonderful bone joint?

The silver wolf began to growl under his breath. If it weren't for the fact that he still had a scimitar in his mouth, he would have howled like a wolf.

Bereld seemed to sense something was wrong from that voice, and he picked up the remaining three functioning photon weapons and took a defensive stance with all his might.

However, it didn't work, and his defensive action was still a step late. The silver wolf has already galloped like a galloping wind, and disappeared in an instant!

"Huh!?" Bereld felt someone approaching him from his left side, and subconsciously moved his body.

Whoosh! The frantic sweep of the Black Moon Godsteel scimitar was already in front of him, and he was only three inches away from the gladiator!

Boom! Bereld still relied on his superhuman reflexes to block this blow with his lightsaber!

The Black Moon God Steel Scimitar with Thunderbolt Pine Resin exploded instantly, shining with a golden thunderbolt that almost blinded Berelde's eyes!

However, this attack did not do any real damage to the gladiator!He was only frightened! Bediwell's attack was fast, fast and quiet!—the attack was so fast that it was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye, and at the same time silent, and could only be detected by the slight sound of the wind from the blade cutting through the air when it was extremely close!

However, the next offensive shocked Bereld even more!--Scratch Stroke! In a sharp pain, part of the gladiator's clothes were torn apart!

He had only blocked the sweep of the first and deadliest Luna scimitars! The combo that followed, the silver wolf's claws, hit perfectly! Bediwell's wolf claws left a total of eight blood marks on Berelde's left chest and lower abdomen!

The blow wasn't very powerful, but it hurt! It was a scratch from the claws of a pure beast! The razor-sharp wolf claws were enough to tear flesh through the flesh with a slight slash, leaving a scar up to three inches deep!

Moreover, the most terrifying thing is that whether it is these grasps or the high-speed and deadly scimitar slash just now, the gladiator Bereld could not predict it!

What the hell is going on?--His mind-eye technique suddenly doesn't work!?