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From the very beginning, Durand was not prepared to wait until the evening to settle the battle at the Blue Spirit Castle, but instead had the idea of killing Avery and Xia Zuo immediately. The reason why Luger was asked to pass the word to the two of them about a midnight battle in Blue Spirit Castle was actually a small trick by Duland.

On the surface, this is just a simple and direct invitation, but the real intention is to give Avery and Xia Zo a psychological hint: Durand will not make a move before midnight.

I have to say that Durand has a very accurate grasp of the psychology of Avery and Xia Zuo, and the result is just as Durand expected - the two who let down their psychological guard are indeed temporarily separated, which gives Durand the opportunity to attack the two alone.

Battlemages have always had a reputation for their fighting style for being efficient, and if they can solve a battle with three points of strength, they will never use one more point. At Sendlow, this is the first lesson for almost every trainee battle mage, and that is how to kill as many enemies as possible with the least amount of effort. Durand has been exposed to such a culture since he was a child, and his behavior naturally brings a similar style. He is quite loose and arrogant on weekdays, but he is not sloppy at critical moments.

Of course, if this insidious little trick doesn't work, Durand still has a few more filings.

If you really can't separate the two, it's not a big deal to do it directly, it's just a little more troublesome to deal with it afterwards. The style of the Battlemage is not only efficient, but also crushing.

After Xia Zuo left, Durand did not act immediately, and still sat peacefully on the top of Avery Castle, fine-tuning his state little by little, and at the same time, all kinds of information about the spirit warrior flowed through his mind one by one.

He was going to start with the Spirit Warrior Avery first.

"Seventh-level spirit warrior, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to deal with." Durand thought to himself.

Before this, Durand had never fought against such a high-level spirit warrior, but that didn't mean he didn't know anything about spirit warriors. Spirit warrior is not a class unique to the plane, but a high-level class that can be found in many planes. This class was once classified as a type of elemental samurai, because spirit samurai, like elemental samurai, used fighting spirit as a source of strength. The difference is that the Elemental Samurai uses Elemental Fighting Qi, such as Earth, Fire, Water, and Wind...... Whereas, the Spirit Warrior uses Soul Fighting Qi, a powerful Fighting Qi that combines both material attacks and soul attacks.

It is precisely because of this strange attribute that the Spirit Warrior surpasses the Elemental Warrior and becomes a member of the upper class.

However, among the many high-level professions, the spirit warrior can only be regarded as the lowest category, barely having the qualifications of the upper class, but it cannot be compared with the same type but more powerful abyss knight, blade underworld, magic guide swordsman, and angry wind spirit martial ...... and other professions comparable.

And compared to the battle mage, a powerful being at the pinnacle of the top profession, the spirit warrior did not have the slightest advantage at all. Legend has it that once a battle mage is promoted to the god level, he will pass through the realm of a high-ranking class and jump to a god-level class comparable to the dragon lord and the plane mayfly. But that's all legendary existence, and Durand doesn't know if it's really true, these are too far away from him. If he can return to Sendelow, he may still have a chance to get in touch with some of it, but in this alien plane, the so-called "god-level" is just a dream.

Before you know it, a full hour has passed.

As the sun slowly sank into the distant horizon, Durand finally moved, and without saying a word, he put down the dwarven musket in his hand, left it on the top of the castle, and then quietly disappeared into the night.

This time, Durand didn't plan to use a powerful musket.

Like a ghost, Durand reached the edge of the top of the castle with a few flashes, and then jumped lightly and floated down the castle wall. When he reached the third floor of the castle, he reached out and snapped it on the wall, and he flashed into the castle through a half-open window.

At the same time, in a huge martial arts hall on the third floor of the castle, Avery was holding a brilliant golden cross spear, slowly practicing some gun skills in the field.

It can be seen that he also attaches great importance to the battle at night, and his expression is very focused. He wore a loose robe, without any armor or armor, because soul fighting energy is the best defensive force. The pale golden soul fighting qi wrapped around him, like a flowing mist, light as nothing, but with a strong defensive power that was not commensurate with the appearance.

Avery repeated over and over again the most basic moves, a pre-battle habit of reinforcing the impression of the most basic and effective moves in his mind, while skimming out the garish things.

In his opinion, it is not the flashy tricks that really determine the outcome of the battle, but these basic techniques that have almost become the instinct of the body.

The Cross Spear stabbed out like lightning, slowly retracted, then stabbed again, retracted again......

Suddenly, however, instead of retracting the spear that had been pierced, it slammed into the air and froze in the air.

Avery with the gun had a stunned look on his face, which then turned into an almost twisted pain. He lowered his head with difficulty, and saw an orange-red flame blade burst out of his chest, the blade was strangely shaped, completely condensed from flames. The lethality of this orange-red flame was extremely powerful, and the soul fighting qi defense that Avery was proud of couldn't stop it even bit, and it was pierced by a single sword.

"This ...... It's-! Avery thought of something, gritted his teeth, and said, "Du-Ran-De!" ”

He suddenly roared, and the soul fighting qi in his body almost boiled, and then he held the gun in both hands and swept it behind him with a shot! With a snort, the powerful shot swept away - there was no one behind Avery at all.

How so?!

The flame blade stabbed into his body from behind, which made Avery think Durand was right behind him. However, after a shot was cleared, he turned around and saw that Durand was actually standing far away on the edge of the martial arts arena, thirty meters away from him! Durand held a strangely shaped flaming long knife, holding a forward stabbing motion, strangely only the back half of the blade remained, as if it was broken.

Avery took a closer look, and then realized that the flame knife was not broken at all, but stabbed into the void! The first half of the blade that sank into the void was draped around Avery Piercing's chest, piercing him back and forth.

Avery was completely stunned, he had not been able to comprehend this powerful skill from the main plane of Sendro for a while, having seen the Orange Flame Demon Slash for the first time. He even forgot about the pain in his chest for a moment and looked at Durand speechless.

Brush-! Durand pulled back the long knife without saying a word, and this action immediately made Avery snort miserably, and his body staggered, almost falling on the spot.

Avery propped himself up with a gun, stared at Durand and asked, "Durand...... You...... Whew...... Are you an eighth-level powerhouse? ”

He knew very well that the power of the sword just now was not something that a seventh-level professional could unleash at all, only an eighth-level powerhouse could possibly do so. This kind of judgment made Avery have a bitter taste in his mouth, he deeply knew the horror of the eighth-level powerhouse, but it was a pity that regretting it at this time was useless.

Durand stood in place with his knife in hand, not attacking immediately and not answering the other party's questions.

His face turned pale.

Avery felt right, just now Durand did instantly unlock part of the self-seal, revealing the terrifying strength of an eighth-level battle mage, plus it was a sneak attack, which hit Avery hard with one sword.

That sword seemed to be ordinary, and its momentum was not amazing at all, but it consumed half of the power stored in the elemental crystal in the body in an instant!

A blow that consumed nearly half of the strength of an eighth-level battle mage - Avery was quite rare for Avery to not die under this sword.

Durand did not continue to shoot, but silently regained his strength, at which point Avery repeated the question: "Are you really an eighth-level powerhouse?" This、How is it possible, the eighth-level powerhouse in the Shepherd's City can only be a car, you...... It can't be a car......"

"I'm not a car." Durand said lightly: "But you are right, the knife just now is indeed at the level of the eighth level." ”

Receiving an affirmative answer, a trace of shock appeared on Avery Eyry's face, but he was worthy of being a peak seven-star hunter, and he quickly regained his composure, and then actually straightened up again, and said categorically: "I see, you didn't plan to wait until the evening to fight in Blue Spirit Castle, did you, I was careless...... Are you really going to kill me, though? I'm not that easy to kill, if things get bigger, I'm afraid Shepherd's City will also intervene, you'd better think about it! ”

Durand seemed to be smiling, laughed, and said: "You obviously can't even stand on your feet, but you still dare to say big things?" Now you're afraid you can't even beat a level 5 professional! I don't need to make a big deal out of it at all to kill you quietly, and I won't leave any evidence afterwards. ”

"You can try." Avery snapped up.

He narrowed his eyes dangerously, and instead of subsiding away, the soul fighting energy wrapped around his body surged even more violently. Even the wound in his chest, which had been pierced by a stab, was closed, and little blood was coming out.

A hint of appreciation flashed in Duland's eyes, although he knew that the other party was just holding on, it was rare to have this composure.

In this regard, Duland's response was very simple, I saw him shrug his shoulders slightly, smiled and threw away the long knife in his hand, and then took a step back instead, looking at Avery without saying a word, without the slightest intention of making a move.

Seeing this, Avery froze for a moment, and then became a little ugly. In fact, he has indeed lost his combat strength, and it is difficult to even stand at this time, and he is completely holding on.

Seeing that Durand was not fooled, Avery barely held on for a moment, then sighed, his body softened, and he fell to his knees panting. He gasped for a moment and then raised his head and glared at Durand with great reluctance.

"You won, I really don't have the strength to fight." Avery said in a low voice, "Shoot, give me a good time." ”

"Hehe, don't be in a hurry to die, a guy like you is too cheap to let you die like this." Durand laughed.

A trace of anger flashed on Avery face, and he looked at Durand with resentment, but Durand didn't pay attention to the other party's resentful eyes at all, and said: "I know very well that you don't have the strength to fight anymore, even if the eighth-level powerhouse suffers the knife I just now, I'm afraid it won't be much better than you are now." Don't plan to die together, I can attack you from a distance of thirty meters, and you won't have a chance to drag me to die together. Now, I have a question for you. ”

After a pause, Durand asked, "As far as I know, you and Xia Zuo are not friends, and they didn't have any friendship before...... What are you joining forces against me for? Don't talk to me about bullshit excuses like I don't like my eyes! ”

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