Chapter 1187: Selection in the Ring (18)
Chapter 1187 Selection in the Ring (Eighteen)
Bedeville's whip didn't just trip Logan's feet, it had another kill! As soon as it gained [time] and was able to move, it immediately stabbed straight at Logan's bracelet!!
The whip is brain-controlled, and even though Bediwell can only move at a slow speed in a world where time has stopped, the whip is not!Its reaction time is about the same as the speed of light, and the werewolf can act immediately when he thinks of it!It has direct contact with Logan, and it has more time to snatch from the old man!It is lighter and moves faster in a limited amount of [time]!!
Although the dagger on the end of the whip is not very sharp, it knocks Logan's bracelet away with a single blow!!
Logan looked at the bracelet floating in the air, stunned! He wanted to reach over and grab the bracelet and inject "time" into his body again, but the werewolf's scimitar hit the bracelet first!
A crisp sound struck the mage's nerves!
In a slow-motion world, the Luna steel scimitar slowly pierced into the bracelet, while the glass-like scimitar pierced the silver bracelet like glass!
The characteristics of the luna steel scimitar can already cut through stones lightly, so why bother if you want to split a small magic bracelet?
At first, it was just a small crack, but the cracking on the bracelet continued in an irreversible trend, the crack became bigger and bigger, and the tip of the knife pierced the bracelet also sank deeper and deeper, and finally the whole bracelet twisted unnaturally!!
The bracelet is like a broken water pipe, and water drips into it.
Then there is a small column of water, then a large column of water, and then a huge stream of water!!The bracelet has been destroyed, and the sealed subspace in it has also begun to tear, and the theoretical pure water hidden in the subspace can't wait quietly, but can only be squeezed and squirted out by the torn subspace!!
"No—!!" Logan's voice lengthened and became heavy and twisted in a world where time stopped.
The large amount of pure water in the zài bracelet gushed out like a flood, washing away both Bedwell and Logan at the same time!
"Haa
"Damn!!—" The mage also rushed forward with his sword raised against the flood and slashed at the werewolf!!
Knort!!It's useless!!Bediwell's powerful enchanted luna steel scimitar collided with Logan's ordinary iron sword, and the result can be imagined! The scimitar instantly cut off the ordinary sword made of mortal iron!!And the werewolf slashed down, with the potential to split Logan in half from head to toe!!
"It's not over yet!" Logan dodged the werewolf's attack with an astonishing reaction speed, and at the same time punched out!
"Hmph!" the werewolf seemed to have anticipated Logan's actions, and the tungsten turtle tongue whip in his hand had already moved with him! The whip wrapped around Logan, twisting to one side with the mage as the fulcrum, so that Bediwell's face just brushed past Logan's fist, unscathed!!
The werewolf youth's scimitar has pierced the old mage's chest!!
Whoa!!--The surging water spilled all over the ground and spread across this vast circular battlefield![Extra time] was soon absorbed by the world's time and became part of the overall time of the universe!!!-The effect of [Time Stop] passed immediately!!
"My research! I've been studying the magic of time for decades!--uh-ah!!" the mage was furious, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Hmph. Bediwell withdrew the Luna scimitar, the crystal clear body of the knife stained with the mage's blood: "As long as you understand the principle, you won't have a problem making another ten or twenty bracelets?" "What do you know! That bracelet is made of very rare ore, which can minimize the loss of [time] in the bracelet! This ore is already hard to find!!" The old man spat out another mouthful of blood.
"Not my problem. The werewolf raised his knife and pointed at Logan: "Are we going to continue fighting?" Look at your spirit, it seems that you can still fight for dozens of rounds?" "Forget it," Logan shook his head, covered his wound and got up, "Spare my old bones." Call me a first responder!" The old man looked at the crystal scimitar in Bediwell's hand again, and the crystal dagger at the end of the werewolf's whip, "What is the structure of this weapon?" They suck up more [time] than they think. Much more. "Huh?" the werewolf didn't understand what he was saying. Even though his tungsten tongue whip had just knocked Logan's bracelet off at an inexplicably high speed, the werewolf couldn't detect the difference in time. Only Logan, who is constantly active in the [Acceleration World], can detect the problem.
By this time, the staff had already arrived at the battlefield in a transport boat, and loudly announced: "Surrender to Rogan the Mage! The battle is over! The first elimination match of the first group, the winner: Silver Wolf Bediwell!" Bediwell breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was scarred himself, he finally won the first game and won against a strong opponent like Logan!
Buzz Buzz Buzz~ Something flew past the werewolf's ear, Bediwell thought it was some kind of small flying insect, and immediately reached out and grabbed it.
"Ah, don't destroy it!" a staff member hurriedly shouted, "That's the Bee Golem! used to record the battle!" "Video?" The werewolf raised an eyebrow. Was the fight he had with Logan recorded?
"Don't you know, kid?" said the pale-faced Logan, sitting on the ground, surrounded by several paramedics, and being bandaged with his wounds: "Our battles were broadcast live, and they were watched on Egyptian television. Europe should also be able to see the live broadcast, although the signal is unstable. "We're going to have a fight?!" Bediwell's eyes widened, "Oh, damn it, I've got you the secret of magic—" "It's okay, kid. The old mage smiled generously: "The value of magic lies in being recognized. If no one understands the details of this magic, no one will understand its subtleties - and that would be too lonely. It was only then that Bediwell realized that Logan's goal was not to win. The old man had too many chances to kill Bediwell in seconds, and it would not be easy to win, but the mage chose to take it step by step, giving the werewolf a chance to understand the essence of [time magic]. In order for the world to know the greatness of [Time Magic].
The old mage just wanted to take advantage of this competition and the opportunity of the [Round Table Trial] to do publicity. His goal had probably been reached—and even, because of Bedeville's active appearance, Logan's goal had been achieved better than expected.
Werewolves have a feeling that they have been taken advantage of.
The portal opened, and the medical staff were about to carry Logan away on a stretcher, but the old man waved his hand, as if he wanted to finish the matter: "Child, are you still interested in the mention just now?" "This is the person I took you as an apprentice." I'm serious, I'm not kidding you. You're smart and smart. You have a talent for learning spells, and you don't want to be like the nerds in the ivory tower. As long as you use the years to polish this good embryo, you will become a talent. The werewolf Bedivel couldn't help but let out a "poof" sneer: "Old man, have you had a seizure of dementia? I can't use any other spells except madness and beasthood!"
Logan didn't speak, just smiled mysteriously, and just let the medical staff carry him away.
After returning from the transport, Bediwell found himself the second man to return from the playoffs.
The first to win back seemed to be Solal - the kid won easily against a lowly-ranked candidate, supposedly with a one-hit. It was originally a matchup without suspense.
Ignoring the half-envious, half-hostile gazes of the candidates, Bediwell found an open spot on the deck and sat down.
His injuries were not too severe, so he did not call medical personnel to treat the wounds, but applied medical gel to himself himself. Zhalfir walked through the crowd and congratulated Bediwell: "Meow, Mr. Bediwell. It only took a few moves to defeat the great mage Logan, and it was really wonderful to win. "Nothing. Beddiwell smiled bitterly, in fact, he has been at a disadvantage from the beginning, and has been pressed and beaten by Logan.
But Logan can stop time, and the process of their battle is often a fleeting scene, and outsiders can't see the reason for it without looking carefully.
Most of the battles between the two take place in the world where "time stops", and the Bee Golem is unable to record the conversation between the two in its entirety. Therefore, there are many details that outsiders simply cannot understand, and they just think that Bediwell and Logan will be done with a few quick slashes.
Those who can't understand it naturally can't understand it. If you can understand it, you will definitely be able to understand the excitement.
Bediwell sighed and began to inquire about the situation of the other companions: "What about Palamidades? He should have almost won, right?" Considering that the candidate who fought against Palamides was some kind of "Swordsman Cyren" after ranking thirty (Bediwell couldn't even remember this person), Palamides should be able to win easily, right?
Zhalfir shrugged his shoulders, and a mixed look appeared on his face and pointed out: "You can watch the big screen at three o'clock for yourself." The werewolf frowned slightly, and looked in the direction of the leopard man's young man's finger.
On the screen, Palamides was half-kneeling, one eye confused by the blood coming out of his forehead.
Ranked fifteenth, Paramidis, who participated in the battle with the [Ancient Artifact Meteor Spear Gengunir], faced the swordsman Selen, who was ranked thirty and had never been famous, and fell into a bitter battle!