CH.358 Discussion (II)
The officer was stunned and hurriedly responded to the battle. Dadarian pounced, flashed past the officer, and then stood alone. The officer then wailed.
Kitsunimaru's blade was dripping blood.
With just one move, Dadarian slashed the scolding officer under the knife, but he didn't kill him, he just cut him.
Although this event is a competition, the sword has no eyes, the muzzle of the gun is ruthless, and a little accident is inevitable, and no one will pursue it for a small injury. The problem is that Dadarian's attack is too obvious, as if he deliberately slashed the officer, which makes the people on the side of the Dragon's Tooth Country very dissatisfied.
"You should be glad that today was just a scramble." Dadarian sneered, and with a flick of his long knife, he shook off the bright red blood spots on the ground.
The officer covered his injured arm, did not take any more humiliation, and went down in disgrace. In the face of the defeated men, Michael did not get angry, his face was expressionless, and he silently stared at Donk opposite.
"I'll make a comparison with you." A figure flew out from the Dragon's Tooth Nation and landed on the field, just like Dardarian, an elven swordsman. He had a warm anger on his face, apparently trying to find a place for the officer who had just been wounded.
"Good, I like dueling with swordsmen." Dadarian raised an eyebrow and rushed towards the enemy, a thud from the field, and the air was shaken apart. When he reappeared, he had already killed in front of the elven swordsman, his hand was up and down, and the sword light drew a beautiful half-moon.
The elven swordsman couldn't dodge, and the sword in his hand was only half pulled out, and he was slashed in the chest by the back of Kitsune-maru's knife, although he was not injured, but his clothes were torn into a big gap. If it is a life-and-death battle, the elven swordsman has already become a dead soul under the sword.
Dadarian is another win.
"Your knife...... So fast. The defeated elf swallowed, he obviously underestimated Dardarian's strength, otherwise he would not have recklessly played.
"It's not that I'm fast, it's that you're too slow." Dadarian shrugged.
The elven swordsman returned with a dark face and sat down in his chair sullenly.
Carrying the sword, Dadarian retreated backwards, and once again stood in the center of the audience, scanning the row of dragon's tooth [***] officers opposite. Anyone he saw had a feeling of cold, piercing hair.
"Who is this person? Why haven't you seen it? ”
"His title is 'The Slayer', his name is Dadarian, he just appeared at sea at the beginning of the year, he is the backbone of the dragon pirate group, he is extremely cruel, and he has killed countless people. In the report, it was said that he was a fifth-order swordsman, but now it seems that it should be a sixth-order swordsman. ”
"What about a sixth-order swordsman, I'm still a sixth-order fighter. I'll go down and meet him, and frustrate his spirit! ”
The officers on the side of the Dragon's Tooth Country were talking, and one of them couldn't hold his breath, jumped into the middle of the field, and poked the spear in his hand to the ground, and the purple fighting spirit was blazing and coiled around the tip of the gun.
There was a hint of frenzy in Dadarian's eyes, and he didn't say anything, he danced a knife to start, and then he attacked first. His kendo is killing, and he never drags mud and water when fighting, and he is not boring and tentative. As soon as his Tai Dao came out, the temperature on the field plummeted a few points, and a cold sword qi swept out. Although his attack was sharp, he didn't succeed in one blow like he had just now, and this time, the opponent's strength was on par with him.
The sixth-order fighter held a spear to meet the attack, and the purple fighting qi was incomparably fierce, blocking all the cold sword qi and stabbing it away with one blow.
The two fought together, you came and went, the sound of the confrontation was deafening, and the overflowing air flow sometimes affected the viewers on both sides. Fortunately, the people on both sides are masters and have the strength to avoid them. Those two unfathomable commanders would not watch their men get hurt.
Michael looked at Daddarian's battle, his slender and sharp brows furrowed, and he wondered even more: "Why would such a master play for Donk?" Damn, this Dadarian alone is quite difficult to deal with, does Donk have the strength to surpass him? Later, we must find a way to force Tang Ke to make a move, find out his true details, and save myself from being hesitated when dealing with him later. ”
After a few breaths, the two of them had already fought more than a dozen moves on the field, and the fighter danced the spear into a purple dragon and wreaked havoc on the field, if it weren't for the fact that the venue was made of Mithril, it would have been shattered.
If you were to be a bystander, it would have been a point-and-click battle, but this was not the case with Dadarian, who gave his all and enjoyed the battle to the fullest. He broke through the purple fighting qi with one sword, shook a move, and successfully stood behind the fighter, raising the little fox pill sword, which was the swing posture of his second strongest sword skill "Lonely High on a Moonlit Night".
After raising the sword, Daddarian's momentum suddenly restrained, the murderous aura on his face disappeared, and he became extremely calm, and the sword aura on the blade also became like a mountain and flowing water.
The masters who reacted quickly all saw the power of this move, and someone blurted out: "Be careful!" ”
The fighter felt this move more than the others, and when he noticed that the enemy was standing behind him, he felt a chill in his heart and secretly screamed badly. He quickly turned around as he unleashed a strong fighting aura from his back, attempting to resist the force of the knife.
This moment of life and death became extremely long, and he could see clearly the moment when the enemy stabbed out. This knife is unpretentious, no tricks, and the strength has been constricted to the limit, but it is precisely in this way that this move has an indestructible power, as if everything in heaven and earth will be ruthlessly cut off by this knife.
He watched as his proud purple fighting qi was cut off, and then his neck was cold, and his body was cold. Vaguely, he felt like he was standing at the gates of hell, and saw thousands of dead souls floating past him. He thought that he was dead, and as soon as his fighting spirit was gone, the purple fighting spirit on his body was extinguished. He stood there for a moment, his mind stiffened, and waited for death, but death did not come, and his vision gradually cleared, and he saw the real scene.
The elven boy who was a head shorter had already carried the knife on his shoulder, and a smile was pouting between his rosy lips.
"I lost." The fighter had beads of sweat on his forehead and touched his neck, which was not scarred. Convincing, he bowed his head to Daddarian and returned to his seat with his heavy spear in hand.
This fighter has a high reputation in the Dragon's Tooth Country, and once he loses, it will have a lot of impact. The officers talked a lot, and for a time no one dared to play. There are very few strong people in this world, you can be a school officer at the sixth order, a general at the seventh order, and a commander at the eighth order. On the side of the Dragon Tooth Country, although there is no shortage of masters, the sixth-order ones feel unsure, and the seventh-order ones feel that they are bullying the small with the big ones, so it leads to a stalemate.
The royal pirate with the title of Roshan Cannon watched two battles in a row, the fat on his face trembled twice, and he said in his heart: "I wanted to take the opportunity to avenge Harold and Roberts, but Donk's men are so powerful, how strong will he be himself?" Hey, I'm just asking for trouble when I go up, so let's give up the idea of revenge. ”
Dadarian's strength really shocked the officers of the two countries, but the most shocked was Donk.
"It's only been a few days, and Dadarian's strength has risen so much, he's really a swordsmanship genius, if I don't have the help of the system, I won't want to catch up with him. I'm lucky to be able to recruit him, sooner or later, he will become the strongest in the world. At that point, he will be my strongest arm! Donk pestle his hands and stared at Dadarian on the field, with a gleam in his eyes.
Dadarian's relentlessness ruined today's friendly atmosphere, and the female commander of the Greenland Empire was a little unhappy, and said to Donk alone: "Let your people come back, this is a exchange, not a duel!" ”
Donk gave the commander a few thin noodles and shouted, "Dadarian, you're too much of a problem on the field, come back." ”
Daddarian turned his head and said casually, "Let me fight one last time." ”
Having said that, it's not good to call it back again, Tang Ke looked sideways at the female commander at the end, with a helpless face. The female commander grimaced to Dadarian's final battle.
On the side of the Dragon Tooth Country, Commander Alexandra's old face sank, not angry and arrogant, and said lightly: "Nameless, you can play." Learn from this swordsman from a friendly country. ”
As soon as the strange name Nameless came out, it immediately caused a heated discussion.
"If it's a tricky sword. It's interesting to appear nameless, he is a sixth-order assassin, and assassination techniques are known for their speed, if these two fight, it must be a duel of speed! ”
"I heard that Nameless has a record of killing a seventh-order powerhouse, and if he makes a move, that Daddarian will not be able to act prestigious."
That is, the commander ordered him to go out of the competition, otherwise, he would not participate in this kind of boring competition. His dagger was born specifically for killing! ”
Under the gaze of everyone, a strange man dressed in black walked up to the scene, strange to say, although he was emaciated, but every step out gave people a feeling of being overwhelmed by Tarzan, as if the deck was trembling. His back, as if there was an invisible black vortex flowing, absorbed all the vitality and beauty into it, and wiped it out. He was covered in black cloth, even his hands were wearing hard leather gloves, and his face was covered with black veil, except for a pair of miserable white eyes, which had no pupils and were empty.
Donk realized that it was the first time he had seen this nameless, and it seemed that this person rarely showed up. He used investigative techniques to retrieve the anonymous information.
Nameless is a Sixth-Order Assassin, statistically, on par with Dadarian. But data is dead, people are alive, and with the same level and data, a magician can beat people of other professions. It's hard to say who is stronger than the swordsman or the assassin.
"Good, it looks like I had a good opponent in my last fight today." Dadarian pointed the tip of his knife unceremoniously at Nameless.
Nameless didn't answer, and out of nowhere, he pulled out a sharp dagger and pointed the tip of the blade at Daddarian.
There is no need for anyone to shout to start, the two tacitly started the battle, just as people guessed before, both of them are the type of quick battles, as soon as they make a move, they will flash and disappear, and they can only see the remnants of the two of them on the field.
Of the people on both sides, only a few dozen people could keep up with the speed of these two people with the naked eye, and the rest could only see vague black shadows. Under the rapid movement of the two, a strong wind formed on the field, blowing the corners of everyone's clothes to hunt.
The figures of the two were not easy to capture, but the sound of the battle resounded in the sky, like the roar of a deep cave dragon. The sound was loud, but it was only the sound of the concussive air as it moved, not the sound of the blades clashing. This proves that the two have not gone head-to-head until now.
Dadarian also wanted to slash the sword. Nameless, but he slashed through it, and all he hit was a phantom. He tried his best to capture the nameless form, but he couldn't keep up. Fortunately, his speed is not slow, and he is like a ghost teleporting on the field. He couldn't kill Nameless, and Nameless couldn't stab him, and the two were on par in speed. He has a more powerful sword skill "Beast Breaking the Sky", but this move is too destructive to be used in such a small field, and the only thing he can rely on in this battle is small and exquisite sword skills.
"Okay, I'll compete with you today!"
Daddarian stomped on his feet, stomping a footprint on the deck forged by Mithril. He lunged forward, stabbing at the nameless figure, but it was still an afterimage. He was not discouraged, and continued to increase his speed, like a violent wind, sweeping the audience. His speed increased by about thirty percent, and finally injured Nameless and pierced the corner of Nameless's clothes, but that was all.
The corners of the black clothes fell, and before they landed, they were carried up by the strong wind and blown into the sky, quickly like a black dart.
Nameless's eyes narrowed, and the killing intent appeared, and he also increased his speed, and used an assassination stunt called "Eight Directions of Annihilation". He placed the dagger in front of him, and the man and weapon became one, and slew at Daddarian, swinging the dagger and slashing at Daddarian's forehead.
The elven boy dodged over and stabbed his sword into the air, but only a black shadow was stabbed. Almost at the same time, Nameless, who had just dodged the attack, came back and stabbed Dardarian in the back with a dagger. Dadarian turned and flashed, slashing down again, but missing again. The two of them launched more than a dozen attacks in an instant, but they failed to hurt each other, and when they fought to the last move, their blades finally touched each other.
"Ding!"
As this clear sound dissipated, the black shadow and strong wind in the audience also disappeared, and the two people who had been fighting for I don't know how many rounds stood firmly on the field, maintaining the posture of the blades colliding, and the points where the blades intersected, rubbed out one spark after another.
"It's a game where the two of us can't play it, and in this situation, we can't tell the winner. That's all for today. I look forward to playing with you next time in a freer environment. Dadarian smiled and added, "It's better to fight to the death." ”
Nameless nodded unexpectedly, agreeing with Dadarian's opinion, and took the dagger back.
Dadarion gave Nameless a deep look, and the two staggered apart, returning to their respective tables.
"This is terrifying, this elven kid is on par with Nameless in speed."
"I really can't understand why such a powerful person would want to be a pirate? Wouldn't it be better to serve the Empire? ”
"Where there is light, there must be darkness, this is an immutable theorem, as long as the sea is not exhausted, there are pirates on the sea."
Officers on both sides inevitably had a lot of discussions.
After Daddarian sat down, he said with a smile: "These few fights are quite enjoyable, and it is difficult to meet a master like them in peacetime. ”
Donk could only chuckle in return.
Time passed, the head was slanted westward, and this exchange activity gradually came to an end, and it was about to end.
Donk never meant to play, which made Michael unable to sit still, and flew onto the field as soon as one person stepped down. With just a few moves, Michael sent an officer from Greenland off the field, and then he looked down at Donk with a clear meaning.
The people on Greenland's side saw that Michael was looking directly at Donk, and they didn't play. For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Donke.
As the person concerned, Donk closed his eyes and pretended to take a nap.
Michael raised his eyebrows, he knew that Tang Ke was competitive, and deliberately provoked: "Captain Tang Ke, I have admired your swordsmanship for a long time, I don't know if I can take this opportunity to teach you a lesson or two?" ”
"Whew...... ...... "Donk ignored it and snored. He does like to win, but today it is a victory if he doesn't let Michael go his way, and there is no point in playing against Michael.
"Donk! Don't pretend there, I'm challenging you! Michael shouted.
Dadarian frowned, and asked Donk with a sideways face, "He challenges you, if you don't cowardice, you will become a laughing stock." ”
Tang Ke continued to pretend to be asleep, his lips moved slightly, and he replied quietly: "I am the leader of all evil thieves, and my every move is related to the lives of tens of thousands of people, and I can't act rashly. If I don't play today, he won't be able to judge my strength, and when he wants to deal with me in the future, he will be timid. I'm playing now, and there's nothing good to do except get angry with him in vain. ”
"But if you are provoked, you should not fight, and you lose the dignity of a swordsman."
"If I were alone, I would dare to jump on it in the face of the dragon, but now that I am the head of the pirate, I can't do things by my surname. It's called being involuntarily. ”
Dadarian looked at Donk, and then at Michael, who was still calling the battle on the field, and had some understanding, and said: "Maybe you are more suitable to be the pirate leader than me, I have decided, I will not grab your position for the time being, and after you develop the pirate group to the maximum, I will snatch it from you and pick up the ready-made!" ”
"Haha, you kid thinks beautifully!" The corners of Donk's mouth curled.
Michael's shouting on the field was provocative, undignified, and somewhat ruined the harmonious atmosphere of the day, and the commander of the Dragon's Tooth Country reached the limit of his endurance and ordered him to sit back. Michael's goal was not achieved, and he was reprimanded twice by the commander, and he went down in anger. He glanced at Tang Ke unwillingly, and vaguely felt that Tang Ke was very different from before, a little more calm, and vaguely had the style of a general, and he was afraid that it would be more difficult to deal with in the future.
In fact, not only Michael, but also many people wanted to know how strong Donk's fast-rising genius really was, but the puzzle was kept until the end.