In the sea of cheers and shouts, the final of the Zephyr Championship finally kicked off.

The Dwarven Guild did not fight as wildly as before, but quickly assembled a formation, with the shield hand in front, and transformed into a solid square queue.

As soon as the queue was formed here, the overwhelming attacks from that side smashed down.

The girls of the Rose Legion did not follow the previous battle plan, but started with various long-range attacks, smashing their heads and faces.

There are magic missiles the size of basketballs, blue ice cubes the size of basins, and crossbow arrows and feather arrows wrapped in various magical spells, pulling a long tail sound, whistling, and heading straight for the forefront of the dwarven legion.

I can't help but be shocked by this scene, if I encounter such a round of attacks in my guild's current state, I can basically announce that a wave has been taken away.

The Dwarven Guild deserves to be the strongest guild, this is not blown, but done with real knives and real guns!

Such a thrilling round of offensive only made their front-line shieldmen retreat less than two steps, and after surviving the suppression of the offensive, the shieldmen quickly returned to their positions and perfected the formation again - another impregnable square!

"Actually, at first, I was very opposed to this formation" The Dwarf King suddenly spoke, and his dull voice startled me: "No matter how you look at it, it looks like a king eight shells!" ”

I:......

Goblin King: ......

Elven Empress: ......

Everyone: ......

Phoenix: Hee-hee, that's a funny joke.

"Yes, it's funny," the dwarf king laughed, "I just said that this joke was funny, but unfortunately, not only my brother, but even my daughter did not agree with me, and said that I had no humor." ”

"Hahahaha, it's so funny, I'm laughing to death!" I forced the corners of my mouth open, my expression stiffened.

"See, our son-in-law is laughing, you dare to say that I don't have a sense of humor!" The Dwarven King glared at the Goblin King and said dissatisfied.

The Goblin King sighed, patted me on the shoulder, and gave me a 'sympathetic look'.

The dwarf king obviously thinks it is quite interesting to ridicule his subordinates, in fact, not only him, but other dwarves also have such a problem, the more they care about intimacy, the more they are ridiculed, and they do not hide that since I became the son-in-law of the dwarf king, all kinds of ridicule have been overwhelmingly thrown at me, and they have never stopped.

At first, I wasn't used to it, but as the number of teases increased, I gradually got used to being teased, so much so that later, when I talked to the dwarves, I felt awkward without being teased.

But after being with the dwarf king for a long time, it was the first time I heard him ridicule the dwarven guild.

I always thought that the relationship between the dwarf king and the dwarf guild was average, or that the dwarf king respected the dwarf guild too much, so he restrained the desire to ridicule and did not attack the dwarf guild.

ridiculed his guild in front of the elven queen as if it was a king eight shells, another meaning in these words seemed to be ridiculing the elf queen's rose army, which had not broken through the defense for so long, and it was obviously not as good as a king eight shells.

The Elven Empress is such a smart woman, she can't hear the irony in this, but she has a culture, so she just smiled slightly, and said: "The hardest armor in the sea is the shell of the turtle, and some of the shells of the turtle, even if it is a magic weapon, are difficult to destroy." ”

The dwarf king was stunned when he heard this, and laughed.

The Elven Empress's words were even subtle, while recognizing the indestructible formation of the Dwarven Guild, she also glorified her own Rose Legion into a beautiful and luxurious magical weapon.

While talking about himself, he teased each other again, no wonder the dwarf king had nothing to answer but laughed.

There are arguments in the audience, and there is a constant war on the arena.

The elven girls' long-range attacks have not stopped since the first wave, like infinite bullets, self-cooling Gatling machine guns.

The dwarven legion on the opposite side is like Captain America's shield, resisting the roaring and violent attack with a strong attitude.

This offense and defense maintain a balanced state, at first glance, it still feels gorgeous, but after watching it for a long time, it will produce aesthetic fatigue.

And subconsciously, I always unconsciously pressed my fingers down, and kneaded them twice from time to time.

The phoenix on the side saw the clue and asked me what was wrong.

I coughed lightly and said with a smile: "It's nothing, exercising your fingers is good for your brain." ”

In fact, I pretend to have a handle in my hand, and I can't stop pressing the keys to enlarge the moves, otherwise I've been watching the battle scene that hasn't changed much, and I always feel so bored.

The stalemate lasted for about ten minutes, and the Rose Legion finally changed its fighting methods, and the long-range magic missiles were still there, but the offensive of crossbow arrows and feathered arrows stopped.

I saw Lulu and Lucy, two sisters mixed in the group, their bloated clothes shriveled down, clinging to the girl's slender figure.

Ha, no wonder the arrows stopped, and the quivers of the two girls were shot clean.

This furious shooting seemed to have no effect on the shieldman's shield, but in fact they had their own intentions.

Looking at all the ranged attacks, the only thing that can really force the dwarves back is the few explosive magic missiles, and the only ones that can really force the dwarves back are the feathered arrows of the twin archers.

I remember when we first met, the amazing arrow of the twin shooters almost broke Jackson's arm.

Looking at the dwarven shield hand on the field, the number of feather arrows inserted in the shield was not a hundred but eighty, but it was only a few steps back, and I couldn't help but marvel at the strength of the dwarf and the stability of the chassis.

However, looking at the entire arena, it is so big, and the initial formation of the dwarves is composed against the edge of the arena, so it can be said that there is no room for retreat.

After a furious shot from the twin shooters, the formation had been compressed to the extreme, and if it continued to compress, it would only be possible to fight against the magic enchantment on the edge of the arena.

The smaller the space to cast, the more disadvantageous the battle will be, especially for a race like the dwarves, which is extremely open to fighting.

Obviously, after seeing the dwarven guild fall into a disadvantageous situation, the Rose Legion, as an opponent, did not intend to give them any respite.

Emily bore the brunt of the blow, her sword tucked into her flank, and she was secretly accumulating her strength, ready to unleash the most powerful blow.

Several people who followed Emily also entered the combat posture one after another, condensing the white light around them at one point, ready to attack.

Just when the two sides were only two meters apart, the formation of the dwarven guild suddenly dispersed, and all the shield hands were stacked together, forming a downed pyramid shape, with the spire pointing directly at Emily, and at the same time, a team of four dwarven warriors walked out from behind the shield, and the white light bloomed all over their bodies, in a domineering attitude, looking at the Rose Legion warriors who were about to meet the shield hands.

The saber came in an instant, the white light of the tip of the sword was like a meteor in the night sky, and the focus was on the center of the shield, and a crisp sound was heard from Kala, and the hard and heavy shield was centered on the place where the tip of the sword touched, and it was cracked like a spider web.

In the blink of an eye, it exploded.

(End of chapter)