The short one is a level 18 hunter, specializing in weapons and arrows, and when the battlefield opens, the distance between the two sides is extremely beneficial to him, and grasping the distance is the key to the victory of the bow hunt.

Whoosh, a sharp arrow comparable to lightning broke through the air, and Zhan Mu steadily raised his shield to parry it, blocking it.

The advantage of shield combat is defense, and a class such as Bow Hunter does not have much advantage in heads-up shield combat, unless it can be hidden in favorable terrain or there is a huge disparity in rank. Therefore, the advantage of the hunter over the opponent by three levels is basically offset by the restraint between the classes.

It was a fair match, and even Jammu had a slight advantage over the terrain - the open grass did not provide the hunter with obstacles to his melee movements, but instead limited the hunter's space to dodge due to the establishment of the PK field.

However, Renault's heart is always hanging, since the opponent has a numerical advantage, why should he give his side a fair chance to fight.

In the blink of an eye, Zhan Mu blocked three more fast arrows, and the distance between them narrowed one step closer. The development of the war slowly moved in a direction favorable to Jammu. But Zhan Mu deeply felt that with each block, the force coming from the thick shield became stronger and stronger.

The other party is really not Gai, most of them are hunters who major in strength.

Hunters tend to focus on speed or intelligence, especially for bow hunting, where speed represents attack speed, which means more damage per second.

Cultivating strength like a short hunter is definitely an outlier.

No wonder the other party dares to ignore the disadvantages of professional restraint. The power bow hunter is not much worse than the mage in terms of output with companions, and the lack of speed can be fully compensated by the improvement of equipment and the blessing of the priest's support skills.

Only then did the four Renaults who were watching notice the multicolored streamers that rotated from time to time on the hunter's gray-black leather armor, and it turned out that this guy had already blessed several auxiliary magics before. From the flowing magical colors, it can be judged that it is acceleration, blessing, luck, barrier of light, and toxin resistance. The level of Priest 22 indicates that three of them are level 3 magic, and the other two are also level 2. In addition to the toxin resistance used to combat the Raging Fly, the other four support spells greatly increase the Hunter's combat effectiveness.

After a rain of arrows, Jammer stopped most of the arrows, but the haphazard group of shots still caused a small arrow wound to his left ankle. The shield battle with high blood and high defense doesn't care about this small injury, just when it is bitten by a mosquito, and takes advantage of the one-second stiffness time after the opponent's powerful skill to shorten the distance to 50%.

The remaining 50 meters are the key to victory.

At this point, less than 20% of the shield battle's HP was lost, half of which was caused by the arrow that slipped through the net. The sea tigers see the hope of victory, as long as they win this battle and take the enemy hunter as a hostage, they believe that they should no longer embarrass their side, so that they can avoid unnecessary bloodshed on both sides.

Only Renault was preoccupied, or looking left and right, or listening attentively, and sometimes suddenly looking in the direction of no one, and his attention was not at all in the PK field, but on the outside.

If you were someone else, the sea tiger must have thought that he was overly nervous, and the enemy's strength caused nervousness. But Renault's strength is clearly there, and it will never be because he is afraid of this group of Cheng Biting Jin who will kill halfway.

The abrupt shouting summoned the sea tiger's thoughts back to the PK field, and the battle changed a lot in just a few seconds: the short bow hunter had an extra layer of blue ** magic light, and the brilliance of the five auxiliary magic was all suppressed, and the sharp arrows were quickly pulled out of the quiver, and then put on the blue magic bowstring, shooting to the same position like a bead. The arrows glowed a pale blue of magic, striking like iron nails on heavy shields that began to dent. After each metal strike, the heavy shield belonging to the category of blue armor began to tremble and scream incessantly.

The owner of the heavy shield was even more upset, and each blow of the arrow containing great power caused him to suffer a blow of internal injury, although the injury was not serious, but it added up to a considerable amount. Jan Mu only felt that the arm holding the heavy shield was sore, and the shield that was once as light as a feather was like lead.

Mind Cohesion!

The blue fluorescent film covering the hound's body is in line with the professional skill of bow hunting - the characteristic of mental cohesion.

Even the "absent-minded" Renault was sideways.

Information about it came to Renault's mind: Mind Focus, Bow Hunting class skills, 10% increase in strength, speed, and hits at level 1.

It is the most ** and most practical skill in the early skills of bow hunting. Because it improves its attributes too much, the increase rate of each level in the future decreases by 2%, and each level increases by 10%, 8%, 6%, 4%, and 2% respectively. Level 4 has a 28% bonus to Mind Condensation, and Level 5 is 30% for Mastery (the highest level).

A level 18 bow hunter like Hound who majors in strength, this skill must reach level 2, which means that the increased attack power is as high as 18%. Coupled with the strength of the major, its lethality can be imagined, and even the shield battles, which are known for their defense, are doubly difficult.

A little dent in the center of the heavy shield gradually spread as the sparks burst out. In just a dozen seconds, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of Zhan Mu's mouth, obviously suffering a lot of internal injuries.

Generally speaking, shield warfare is most feared by the impact of blunt objects, and every arrow fired by the Hound is not much worse than the smash of a two-handed hammer.

Zhan Mu pressed his teeth and used all his strength, and finally withstood the fierce and abnormal mental bow technique. For example, the feet of the stake are translated backwards by a single blow, and the worst thing is that the HP has dropped below 50%.

Depending on the situation, the Hound with multiple buff magic supports shows no signs of weakness. If no effective action is taken, death is not far away.

The hunting dog, who was preoccupied, suddenly felt a flash of golden light in front of him, and he instinctively dodged to the left, and at the moment of turning sideways, a red copper sword flew past the position where he was standing just now, and then the remaining momentum was not reduced, and he plunged headlong into the enchantment of the PK protection circle.

Renault saw that the one-handed sword thrown by Jan Mu seemed to hit the invisible barrier wall, and the ripples continued to spread outward, until the hilt of the sword completely passed through the barrier, and then stopped. And the sword suddenly lost its strength, not at all as fast and rapid as before, and it flew not far before a parabola fell to the ground. It seems that the barrier wall has the effect of weakening power.

The hound never expected that the shield battle that was forced to be anxious would throw the only weapon in his hand over, which was completely the virtue of a dog jumping over the wall in a hurry.

But just as he dodged sideways, Zhan Mu shortened the distance between them by half with one lunge, and now the two were only 25 meters apart.

The hound's scalp tingled, and he sensed the imminent danger of it, and the stubby fingers of the sausage drew three arrows from the delicate quiver with dexterity and swiftness, which were pure metal arrows different from ordinary feathered arrows, and they were attached together to the blue bowstring.

With a loud roar, three armor-piercing arrows wrapped in magical light pierced the distance between the two of them in the blink of an eye, piercing the heavy shield like rotten wood, and one of the sharp steel arrows had even pierced through the thick steel plate and submerged into the arm of Zhan Mu holding the shield handle.

Zhan Mu let out a loud cry, with a faint scream of pain, there was no way back in the shield battle without weapons, he simply grabbed the heavy shield with his free hand, and rushed towards the abominable bow hunt desperately. Three more armor-piercing arrows, in addition to two that hit the shield without suspense and penetrated, the other seized the flaw in Jan Mu's wide open and closed run, and shot the unprotected left ankle.

The pain in his ankle caused the running shield warrior to lose his balance, stumble, and fall. At this time, the distance between the two was only six meters, such a short range, the armor-piercing arrow with a variety of buff attributes was absolutely unstoppable, and without the protection of the heavy shield after falling, Zhan Mu would definitely become a dead soul under the arrow. Today, his HP is less than 30% of what it used to be.

The victory or defeat has been decided, the hound spit out a mouthful of turbidity that has been stuffed in his chest and abdomen for a long time, the whole person is much more refreshed, he still draws arrows and builds a bow in an orderly manner, the more he is at this time, the more calm he becomes, any mistake will give the desperate shield warrior a chance to turn the tables.

In fact, the hound is not having a good time, and it is not without a price to do everything possible to activate the strongest skill Mind Condensation. The after-effects of the forcible increase in the limits of strength began to appear: the once effortless drawing of the arrow was now extremely difficult, especially when pulling the bowstring, and even bursts of pain came from his arm, making his face wrinkled like a ball of rubbed paper.

Hold on, just hold on a little longer, and the victory will be mine,hound told himself.

Now is the critical moment to decide the victory, he gritted his teeth, and finally put the armor-piercing arrow that was not easy to draw on the string, just waiting for the moment when the opponent fell down and revealed his flaws.

It was at this time that James Mu's feet had clearly lost their center of gravity, and he leaned forward beyond his balance. The three fingers of the hound that clung to the arrow feathers trembled slightly, as if he could not hold it. Seeing that Jan Mu did his best to maintain the posture of the shield covering his body, the hound knew that it was not yet the last moment to use his must-kill.

The hound kept telling himself: Wait, wait until he is completely on the ground, and there will be a lot of flaws.

In fact, just as he expected, Zhan Mu's fat body finally couldn't resist the laws of nature, and his feet completely left the ground.

A bead of sweat the size of a bean ran down the hound's forehead, burrowing into the gap between his leather armor and his neck along his flushed cheeks, and the more critical the moment, the more he became nervous.

Whoosh, three armor-piercing arrows shot towards Zhan Mu's already sky-facing back door with a sound of breaking the sky, even if he had plate armor protection, he couldn't resist the damage of the armor-piercing attribute.

But the development after the arrow was much more than the hound had expected: the shield warrior suddenly turned over, and moved the heavy shield with five arrows stuck in it at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, and was able to block the deadly three arrows.

Before the hound could scream, "It's a pity," the shield warrior stretched out his hand on the ground and strove it out, and with this force, his chunky body jumped up like a grasshopper, just in time to collide with the hound that was about to replenish the arrows.

The cold plate armor was embedded in the gray-black leather armor, and the tremendous impact did not end there. The hound felt that the bones of his whole body were gurgling, and his fat and flesh could not cushion the momentum of fifty catties of plate armor and more than two hundred catties of body.

A mouthful of blood mist bloomed from the hound's thick open lips. The quiver and the feathered arrows in the quiver were scattered to the ground in a violent vibration, and the large blue bow flew out of its hand.