Chapter 1561: The Battle on the Battlefield (5)

"Huh?" Gladiator Bereld cocked his head and snorted as he watched Bediwell's wonderful move.

He knew that applying pine resin powder to a weapon could temporarily carry various properties of enchantment, but he didn't understand what the hell Bediwell was doing by pouring the pine resin powder on the ground - when he did, he would definitely regret not stopping Bediwell from doing so in time.

It was only a detour and Bediwell's preparations were complete. The amount of pine resin sprinkled on the ground is actually not much, and it is about twice as much as the usual amount of enchantment for weapons. However, the trap laid out in this way works very well, at least according to Bedeville.

He continued to circle around his opponent while letting the tungsten tongue whip that was dragging on the ground move, rubbing, rubbing, rubbing and rubbing on the ground. The sparks generated by the friction instantly ignited the pine resin powder on the ground, and the entire circle around the pine resin powder was ignited together, turning into a ring of fire, trapping Bereld in it!

"Can you still play like this?" Bereld snorted again. By this time, he hadn't put this ring of fire in his eyes, after all, it was only waist-high, and it could escape with a roll, and the threat was not too big.

However, he didn't know that this pine resin was the crystallization of magic, not ordinary fuel. Left unchecked, it can continue to burn for a long time. To put it mildly, outside this ring of flames, Bediville could do whatever he wanted to Bereld, carrying out any attacks that the gladiators did not expect.

The werewolf young Bediwell had already seen through that the gladiator Bereld was the kind of person who was cautious, but probably the kind of person who was overly cautious. The countless life-and-death battles in the Roman gladiatorial arena in the past made Bereld so cautious, because no matter how good a warrior is, as long as he makes a mistake in the gladiatorial arena, he may lose his life!

Therefore, even if this ring of flame does not have a powerful killing effect, it can at least make Bereld vigilant and dare not rush out. As long as the Ring of Fire continues to act as a deterrent, what Bediwell has to do next will be much simpler!

After his initial arrangement, he began to put away his whip and lift his scimitar. The next thing to do is very simple, swing the scimitar and slash at the ground as you run!

Boom, boom, boom! It was like an excavator, and although it wasn't deafening, it was terrifying. The Black Moon God's steel scimitar sliced through the ground like butter, causing damage to the field and shooting the flying rock and soil like darts at the target in the center of the Ring of Fire, the gladiator Bereld.

That's right, Bediwell's attacking tendencies have always been long-range and random. In the case of random attacks, even Bereld's mind and eye skills could not predict it, and the gladiator could only rely on his own eyes to react, relying on his own reflex nerves to respond. The presence of the Flame Ring further weakened Berelde's field of vision, most of the rock darts were unforeseen before flying over the wall of fire, and the wall of fire itself was bright enough to dazzle people!

"There's a way. Bereld snorted, a complete compliment. However, he praised Bediwell's wit, but his movements were unambiguous, his four arms dancing rapidly, and his lightsaber easily sliced through the oncoming rock darts. So far, not half of the gravel has really hurt the gladiator!

But it's only a matter of time. Staring at the flames for long periods of time can blind people, so gladiators can't theoretically last long. As for Bediwell, he now closed his eyes tightly, and relied only on instinct to continue to circle along the track he had been running, and kept cutting the ground with his scimitar to shoot more rock darts. This competition once again fell into a strange state of attrition, but this time Bediwell took the initiative, and the physical exertion was not much more than that of an opponent who was completely focused on defense, so this wave is not a loss!

Bereld was originally a cautious man, and with the attack of the werewolf youth, the gladiator would only stay in the ring of flames to deal with the rock darts, and there was no time to escape from it!

The time is nearing ripe. The werewolf youth began to smear the scimitar with flame pine resin and raise the whip. The four-cornered conical dagger on the end of the whip can actually be spread like a claw, which was originally designed by Segrade specifically for Bedigville's tungsten tortoise tongue whip, this claw or hook is designed to firmly grasp the wall, allowing the werewolf youth to use the whip more fully to climb the wall. But there's another use for this design --

Tungsten Turtle Tongue Whip shoots out, easily grabbing a large chunk of rock from the rocky ground in the distance!

Just like that, aim at the very center of the flame ring and throw it in!

"What?" Seeing this sight of a boulder falling from the sky, the gladiator Berelde must have been very surprised at this moment.

However, Bereld is not a vegetarian either, and this kind of rock can be easily crushed as long as he swings his lightsaber a few more times!

However, there was more than one boulder that flew in, and Bediwell's tungsten tortoise-tongued whip was industrious, and began to throw stones into the flame ring one after another! On the other hand, the werewolf youth also picked up the black moon god steel scimitar that enchanted the demon and swung it violently, striking out one flame arc after another! These flame arcs basically swept across a wide area, and they were involved in the flame ring, forcing Bereld to move to dodge on the one hand, and increasing the heat in the flame ring on the other hand!

Knowing that continuing to be in that kind of flame ring would be in an extremely disadvantageous state, but the overly cautious Bereld insisted on not escaping from it, probably because he was afraid that Bediwell would prepare more traps for him outside!

"Uh......-huh!" the gladiator was still swinging his sword at the boulders falling from the sky, occasionally dodging the sudden arcs of fire. When it came to this point, he had to complain: "It's another attack of ice, thunder and fire, and another stone, are you a magician?"

Bediwell laughed in his heart, but the offensive never stopped for a moment. These are not magic tricks, but they are all stunts, created by relying on the magic pine resin given by Segrade. However, the stock of pine resin in his hand was already high-grade, and the flame pine resin was basically used up, leaving only a few parts of frozen pine resin and more lightning pine resin. It's time to tighten the grip on this snare.

He grabbed a large rock with his whip and scattered all the remaining frozen pine resin on the surface of the rock. Pine resin is very sticky, and it sticks to the rock surface in an instant!

Throw it like that, and smash it towards the very center of the Ring of Fire!

Without thinking twice, the gladiator swung his sword and smashed the boulder that smashed at him to pieces!

Frozen pine resin-stained rocks crumble and fall to the ground!

The impact of the moment it landed made the frozen pine resin "ignite" and began to exert its freezing effect!

Countless ice lotus flowers instantly bloomed on the ground, and they were surrounded by this fire!

The cold spread in the middle of the heat, causing the air flow to change suddenly! As a result, the hot air that was heated by the surrounding flame ring and rose rapidly settled in the air again, falling towards the very center of the flame ring! As it fell, it was frozen by the cold ice on the ground, and then the cold air rushed towards the surrounding wall of flames, replenishing the hot air that had been consumed by the original high-speed liftoff! The cold air that was surging through was heated by the flames again and quickly lifted into the air, and then it was affected by the cold air in mid-air and fell sharply towards the center of the ring of flames, and the cycle continued! After only a few seconds, the weather inside the ring of flames changed dramatically, forming a tornado! The air flow made the ring of flames burn more intensely, and the wall of fire instantly rose up to ten feet high!

"What?" Bereld still couldn't understand his opponent's plan. Do you want to use this tornado to blow him away? But it won't go so well, and the surrounding wall of flames is burning more and more vigorously in this rapidly changing air current, and it is estimated that its fuel, the pine powder, will soon be exhausted! Then the ring of flames will be completely extinguished, and the wind will stop abruptly, and this tornado will not make any sense at all!

Is that really the case? Bereld instantly sensed that someone had launched an attack outside the tornado, and the trajectory of the attack was a kind of sweeping of the waist! Presumably Bediwell was using those pine resins to launch an attack like an arc of flames!

So, I don't know if it was because he was starting to be impetuous because of the long battle, or because his brain just had a convulsion, he took a step forward without even thinking about it, intending to dodge the oncoming flame arc first!(After all, this is a flame, and he can't block it with a sword!) However, as soon as he took a step, he immediately regretted it!

Because the ground is covered with ice lotus, and there are also a lot of frozen pine resin that has not been "ignited" around it! These things are very dangerous, as long as they are hit by a little impact, they will "explode" immediately! As soon as Bereld stepped down, some almost invisible frozen pine resin on the ground was impacted and released its magic power, and the ice lotus began to explode under the soles of the gladiator's shoes!

The ice froze one of Bereld's feet!

The gladiator, who had been tricked in his heart, made a defensive stance, intending to use his strong physique to forcibly block the oncoming arc of flames.

However, nothing happened! Bediwell's just a trick to deceive his opponent was just a trick, because he knew that Bereld's mental eye could detect the momentum of his attack! The werewolf youth no longer had the slightest flame pine resin in his hand, so he just swung his knife to scare the opponent!

The real offensive is only about to begin now! Bediwell heard the sound of the ice on the ground exploding, and knew that Bereld had been attacked, so he plunged headlong into the flames without saying a word!