Chapter 382: Wild Boy Fights Against the Talent of the Future Martial Saint, Inexplicable War of Atrition, Fight Again?

A moment later, the third round of the preliminaries of the "Ancestral Spirit Sacrifice - Totem Fighting Performance" officially began.

In fact, I have only experienced two consecutive all-out fights, and the eight tribal children who have finally advanced have all consumed strict zhòng, and even exhausted their hole cards. On the other hand, their opponents, the totem fighters of the "Dark Neon" system, were full of energy, and they had an in-depth understanding of their opponents' strength and tricks in the battle just now. So from this point of view, the third battle has not yet started, and the tribesmen have already lost half of it.

But that's the reality of the Minotaur world. As a descendant of the maze keeper, he can naturally get cheap in various ways. In this regard, the torch prophets or leaders of the foreign tribes did not even dare to put a "fart".

D'Artagnan stood in his ring, slowly adjusting his breathing.

Since another minotaur from her own tribe was defeated in the second game, all the hopes of the "Crucible" now had to be placed on its shoulders. In this regard, d'Artagnan not only did not feel overwhelmed, but had a kind of pride and excitement of "I will pick up the rise and fall of the tribe on my shoulder".

In this regard, this bull head has a naturally large heart.

Taking advantage of the last bit of time before the start of the third battle, d'Artagnan secretly took out the set of alchemical potions that Moriarty had given him before, and drank all the three "brute force", "body lì" and "endurance" in one go. In this way, except for the totem power consumed, there was still some loss, and all other aspects were immediately replenished, and the state quickly recovered to eighty percent of its heyday. Combined with the strong fighting spirit at the moment and the aftermath after the winning streak, d'Artagnan's comprehensive combat power can be said to be as complete as ever.

Finally. The third round of the preliminaries began, and d'Artagnan's opponent, Redock, also strode into the ring.

However, unlike the tribal children who were defeated in the previous two battles, Ledock, as a relative of the Cleveland Lord, did not show any contempt for the "wild tribe" boy d'Artagnan, and even graciously greeted the other party's jaw head first.

And seeing Ledoc's move, some of the minotaurs in the audience who were familiar with it were all shocked.

You must know that although Ledoc is only a sixth-level totem fighter at present, he is quite valued and loved by the maze keepers, and he is even privately promised to be a "future martial saint talent". As soon as this comment came out, Redoc was immediately worth a hundred times more and became popular, and could be called a new generation of "dark neon" who held the ears of the Minotaur. And Redok himself is also very competitive, although it is only level six. But it is to polish the foundation to be pure and pure, strong and firm. He even defeated a level 7 totem fighter and convinced him. Therefore, all the young minotaurs who are "dark and colorful" regard them as idols and role models.

Just one thing. Geniuses are arrogant. Except for a few people. Reddock was quite cold to most of his kind. Seldom talk or get close to people. But at this moment, it condescended to a child of a "wild tribe" and saluted first, which could not help but make people feel surprised and incomprehensible. On the other hand, however, it prompted the audience to re-examine d'Artagnan. I want to see what is so special about it that I can be recognized by a genius.

However, there is only one person who is uneasy about Redoc's "expression of goodwill", and that is Jolob.

Being able to treat each other with courtesy and as equals shows that Reddock has put d'Artagnan in a position where he can carry enough weight to his opponent. As a result, d'Artagnan will never have the opportunity to take full advantage of his opponent's contempt and psychological holes as he did in the first two rounds. But if you want to really fight with all your strength, with Jolob's eyesight, you can also see that d'Artagnan is still much different from Rhidoc. Not to mention the huge and hideous macehead in Redoc's hand, which shone with a faint cold light, and was obviously also a powerful enchanted item.

As soon as Reddock appeared, the ring immediately became silent, and even many minotaurs who had been watching the battle elsewhere crowded over to see how the genius minotaur would blow up that hateful "wild boy"!

"Your enchanted battle axe is good. One is '+1 Hard', I guess. Is that so? When the referee announced the start of the third fight, Rector didn't do it immediately, instead standing across from d'Artagnan, pointing at his tomahawk and whispering.

"That's right."

D'Artagnan nodded, also sensing the strength of the other party. Although it was both level six, the aura emanating from Redoc's body made it feel like it was in a trance with a level seven or even level eight totem fighter. However, as soon as he gritted his teeth, d'Artagnan reopened his mood.

What about level eight? The eighth-level dungeon weaver has not exploded, and the eleventh-level two-headed matriarch has not carried it. Although those two times had to rely on the "passing red dragon" to settle the matter in the end, d'Artagnan also fought in person from beginning to end, fighting to the death!

I have to say that the phrase "once the sea was difficult to water" is a wise saying wherever it is placed.

With his previous experience in two battles with the Abyssal Spider and the Cave Ogre, d'Artagnan has become quite mature in his fighting mentality, and is not afraid of any powerful opponent.

Seeing that d'Artagnan's expression was solemn, but there was no fear or timidity, Redoc nodded again and said, "Speaking of which, this macehead of mine is also '+2 Heavy Strike Attribute', which is exactly the same as your battle axe, but no one takes advantage of it." ”

As he spoke, Redoc waved his mallet. I heard a "pop", and a series of loud sonic booms directly hit the air, which immediately attracted cheers from the audience.

"Humph!"

Reddock's "Sonic Boom" may seem simple, but it combines strong strength and advanced martial arts, which shows that its strength is average. And although d'Artagnan can barely play such a trick, he can never do it so lightly, and he can't help but feel moved in his heart.

In fact, in the eyes of Lord Cleveland, there is no distinction between internal and external races. As long as it is strong enough, it is the seed of the future of the Minotaur, and it is possible to gain attention and cultivation. So, don't worry about anything. If you want to participate in the 'Ancestral Spirit Festival - Totem Fighting Performance', you can pass my test. "Finished. Without further ado, Radoc strode towards d'Artagnan with his hammer in hand.

"Ha, Lao Tzu doesn't care about anything!" In contrast, d'Artagnan also roared, and also took the battle axe, and rushed towards Redoc fiercely.

In the next moment, two young minotaurs, who were also covered in totem flames, were fighting in one place.

And I don't know if it was out of some tacit understanding, or if both of them had absolute confidence in their own strength and the enchanted weapons in their hands, as soon as they came up, d'Artagnan and Reddock actually picked up the blades in their hands in the same way. In the simplest and most straightforward way. Straight at the opponent and slashed fiercely.

"Dang!"

A loud bang exploded in the ring. A spark and debris splattered from the tomahawk and macehead, and the two young minotaurs were each violently pushed backwards by the powerful reaction force. However, d'Artagnan took two steps back, and Radoc only moved a small step.

"Haha. Again! ”

It seems that something interesting has happened. Redock, who had failed to strike, burst out laughing. Then he picked up the hideous mace in his hand and smashed it at his opponent again. And d'Artagnan barely calmed down the annoyance and blood rolling in his chest, and also picked up the enchanted battle axe to meet it.

"When! While! While! ”

That's it. The ring of the preliminaries suddenly becomes a rumbling blacksmith's shop, and d'Artagnan and Rhidoc become brute force blacksmiths.

It's just that the audience in the audience saw the two people on the stage fighting like this, and they all wondered.

While the Minotaur was the Minotaur's usual style of fighting, the Minotaur also appreciated the violent and brutal fighting style the most. But the problem is that the battle mode of d'Artagnan and Ledoc in front of him is too simple, as if two young calves who have just debuted are fighting each other, and they can't see any skills and combat skills of the sixth-level totem fighters at all.

Moreover, as the enchanted battle axe and the hideous mace continued to attack with all their might, the damage of the two weapons was also quickly at home. If this continues, I am afraid that it will not be long before both the tomahawk and the mace will be destroyed. And such a "loser" move is very difficult to understand in the eyes of the Minotaurs, and it is extremely regrettable.

But after about ten more fights, Reddock suddenly stopped and retreated. At this time, although d'Artagnan was still extremely brave and almost unbeatable, it knew that after only this minute, its strength and totemic power had been consumed very much, and it could barely hold on any longer.

Reddock calmed down his breath a little, and the totemic fire on his body slowly faded. At the same time, it lifted the mallet in its hand and looked at it carefully, and suddenly smiled a little distressedly: "Fortunately, I stopped, otherwise we would both have to go back empty-handed." ”

On the other side, d'Artagnan also touched his tomahawk. Fortunately, compared to the macehead, the tomahawk seems to be less injured, after all, the built-in "+1 hard attribute" can carry the blow better. At the same time, however, due to the "heavy attack attribute" of the Macehead being superior to that of the Tomahawk, d'Artagnan takes more severe impact and concussion damage than Redock. In other words, d'Artagnan is using his body to protect the tomahawk, and I don't know whether he lost or earned.

"In this contest, you won."

Putting down the tomahawk, d'Artagnan gritted his teeth and finally said.

To be honest, this is the first time in its life that it has developed some admiration for a minotaur of its own age. Because the battle just now was almost under a completely equal condition, the opponent and themselves fought against each other, from weapons to strength, from endurance to totemic power, but the result was that d'Artagnan was actually defeated. Therefore, even if it was unwilling, it still admitted the victory and defeat of the battle just now.

"Indeed, I won." Redoc nodded, no joy or waves, just looked at d'Artagnan as if it were a matter of course.

Also, how can Reddock, a relative son of the maze keeper and known as the future "Martial Saint Talent", be compared to a kid of the "wild tribe".

And just as d'Artagnan lowered his head and was about to step out of the ring on his own, Redok's voice rang in his ears again.

"This time, you should not be very convinced if you fight two games in a row and then fight with me like this. If we have a chance, we will fight again in the final of the 'Ancestral Spirit Sacrifice - Totem Fighting Performance'. ”

What the!? If you lose, you can still participate in the finals!?

For a while, there was silence on and off the stage, as if I had heard the biggest cold joke. (To be continued......)