Chapter 112: The King of Gladiatorial Battles

A basin-sized fireball spell and a lightning arrow that flashed with an arc of lightning flew towards the half-elf.

However, the audience on the stage was not worried about Acoste at all, they had already seen the agility of the half-elves, and knew that these two spells, which were unavoidable in the eyes of ordinary people, did not pose any threat to him.

Yacoste himself thinks the same way, since his agility broke through 20, as long as he concentrates, those arrows in rapid fire or lightning-fast weapon swings will slow down in his eyes, which is the embodiment of the nerve reflex brought about by the agility increase, and the reason why high-level wanderers are always able to make some accurate judgments and quick reactions between lightning and flint is really due to this reason.

However, just when the half-elf sword master wanted to move, he was suddenly horrified to find that his body was completely uncontrollable, and he couldn't move at all......

"You are affected by the spell Human Immobilization, your resistant skin cancels out some of the spell effect, and you will be immobilized for 3 seconds."

The long-lost system text appeared on his retina, and Acoste knew that it was going to be bad, and he had no time to do anything else in his hurry, so he could only lower his body and block his hands in front of him, hoping that he would be hit by the spell in a smaller area......

"Boom"......

The fireball spell and lightning arrows struck where Acoste was, in no particular order, and an explosion of electric sparks erupted on the ground.

"Hiss......" The spectators standing in the stands couldn't help but lift their hearts, they were used to seeing the scene of the half-elf kid torturing and killing his opponent, and now this was the first time he was hit by the enemy.

Coupled with the appearance of the ogre opposite, the ordinary people in the gladiatorial arena still hope that Acoste, who looks the same as a human, can win!

Several women on the field also raised their hearts to their throats, and the most anxious Oriental Dancing Girl even flipped out the light of the stars and the light of the morning with both hands, and raised her feet to rush over to help.

But Ling was stopped by the warrior monk again, and Li Qing shook her head at her. He motioned for her to look at the center of the explosion.

The smoke cleared......

The field was empty, and there was nothing but a huge crater about 2 meters in diameter......

"On it!" There was a sudden exclamation from the audience, and the others looked overhead, and several sharp-eyed people immediately saw the vague figure in mid-air.

It was noon, and the figure was blocking the view of the sun, so that even the shadow of the figure was not reflected in the gladiatorial arena. Instead, it was deflected to the distant stands by the refraction of light.

The two ogres sensed that something was wrong, and they also raised their heads to look into the sky, and as if they knew each other's movements, their bodies curled up suddenly, and the blocked sunlight just shone directly into the eight eyes of the ogre. The blinding pain caused them to squeal, and their eyes closed.

And this moment is eternal.

Frostmourn had been inserted back into the scabbard by Acoste, and now the half-elf only held a handful of Ash Bringer in his hand!

"Hmmm..."

An orange-red cross emerged from mid-air, and instead of dissipating in the wind like the rainbow ribbon that the Ashbringer had wielded, it had condensed into a substantial cross that roared towards the ogre.

The ogre is desperate to dodge. However, they are not sensitive creatures in the first place, and the stabbing of the sun in front of them also makes them lose their chance.

The cross of flames similar to "sword qi" hit the fat body of the ogre mage, and the cross did not cause a violent explosion, but the flames turned into two fire snakes and wrapped around the ogre mage's body as if they were alive.

The smell of barbecued meat filled the arena, and the two ogres didn't even scream, and collapsed to the ground the moment they were hit by the fiery serpent.

"You've reached level 16 and you've gained an attribute point. Your severe injury has become moderate. “

"Your off-hand weapon. Ember Bringer (Transcendental) gains an exclusive sword skill, the Flame Dragon Cross Slash. Effect: Deals ×5 damage to the target, and deals 5-12 burn damage for the next 5-100 seconds, 1 day/time"

Without hesitation, Acoste added the newly added attribute points to the physique again, and the physique can really be said to be a life-saving attribute!

If it weren't for the last time in Dagger Valley, Acoste raised his Constitution attribute to 16 points and added about 20 more HP, then he would be a dead corpse by now.

Life and death are sometimes a matter of a moment. Just like after Yacoste was fixed by the immobilization technique before, even if he had high strength and agility, it was useless.

But the problem is that the half-elves rely on their natural armor, spell resistance and health to withstand it, so it is the ogre mage who dies!

"Wow whoa, whoa, whoa, !!whoa, After a brief silence, the Beast Arena erupted in the biggest cheer of the day, and everyone in the audience blushed. He cheered hard at the top of his voice......

It was really exciting, that half-elf kid was actually one against two, and finally won under the attack of two ogre mages with huge and powerful spells, although the whole process was only a little more than 1 minute, but this did not prevent them from sending their greatest enthusiasm......

"Damn! This damn guy! And in that hidden room, a group of merchants pounded the table with gritted teeth.

"Are there any more powerful monsters? Hurry up and send me out to kill that half-elf, we're willing to increase the bankroll by 10%! Some of the merchants seemed to have lost their minds, and they yelled at a few red-robed mages in anger, but in the next second, their faces suddenly became ugly.

The air flow in the room suddenly became solidified, and the businessmen who roared the loudest suddenly lost their voices, and collapsed limply on their chairs......

The red-robed mage led by them looked at them coldly, "This is already the most powerful monster in our gladiatorial arena, in order to capture these two ogre mages alive, we sacrificed a total of 9 colleagues at that time!" “

"Although that half-elf sword master is not a legendary professional, his talent far exceeds that of ordinary high-level professionals, and I suspect that even the current master of Far Mountain City, Grand Mage Marte, should not be his opponent!"

"You should give up, and don't make unfriendly moves towards us, you should know whose territory is Far Mountain City!" (To be continued.) )