Chapter 427: Stage 3 (7)

"Actually, these techniques are more effective against minotaurs or warriors who are good at fighting forces," I said, "but I can give the Urals a little more hint that you can have them teach in the delegation." ”

"That's great!" "In this way, the whole delegation will be strengthened!" ”

"It depends on my own understanding," I said, "and I have not taught the Urals anything concrete, he has understood it himself." ”

"It's humble...... "Erica laughs.

At this time, the Tyrannosaurus rex woke up.

Despite the presence of Erica, the T-Rex mustered up the courage to run around with me and Atayal's hands.

Erica didn't come over with interest.

On the field, the victorious Urals left the stage surrounded by their partners.

He's not the first in this round, but he's relatively fast.

At the end of the round, the Tyrannosaurus rex was also tired of playing and fell asleep on Atayal's hands.

In the next round, there is Gritz.

With his strength, it is not difficult to win, but if he wants to temporarily use the martial arts I taught, it is actually not very wise, after all, he is not skilled enough.

When he came to power, I was relieved.

He stuck to his original style, using his agile and quick gunnery to defeat his opponents.

His opponent is an axe and shield warrior who has a good defense against Griez's Harpoon Attack, but he suffers a big loss in speed, and as long as Griez persists, victory is a matter of time.

Griez seems ready to take a risk, though.

He actually gave up the fast attack and deliberately slowed down.

"What an adventure!" I couldn't help but sweat for him.

"What's wrong?" Ataya asked, puzzled.

"Gritz used my martial arts skills in the tournament before he even perfected them," I said, "and with his original style of play, he could have won easily!" ”

"Big Brother Gritz is a steady man, and he should be sure of himself," Ataya said, "don't be too nervous. ”

"I'm not afraid he'll lose," I said, "it's just that it's a bit risky to do so......"

"Are you talking about the Trident Warrior Griez?" "I thought he was slowing down because he didn't have enough strength......

"Brother Gritz is a veteran of the Guardian Warriors and has a lot of experience," Ataya said, "I shouldn't lose, but it's a bit risky to change the style of play in this way, and of course, it should be better to be able to test new skills in actual combat." ”

That being said, as soon as he slowed down, Griez was attacked by the axe and shield warriors

The defense of spear and fork weapons is relatively simple, and the opposite side is a shield and axe to launch a counterattack, and Griez is immediately beaten back again and again.

However, in the process of retreating, Gritz's blocking movements changed slightly with each step - from the first hasty resistance, to the last few steps to calm down little by little, and even after withstanding the attack of the shield and axe at the same time, he was able to deflect the focus point slightly, and I could see that his adaptability and comprehension ability were not bad.

Thinking that the opportunity had come, the axe warrior excitedly advanced all the way, but did not notice the change in Gritz, and committed the great taboo of underestimating the enemy.

After a dozen collisions in a row, Gritz had retreated to the edge of the stage, and the partners in the delegation seats shouted excitedly:

"Gritz, fight back!"

"Counterattack!"

"Don't go back!"

Just when Gritz was only two or three steps away from the stage, even Atay was a little breathless and said, "I can't retreat anymore!" ”

It was at this moment that Griez finally launched a counteroffensive.

However, this counterattack was not carried out with the tip of a harpoon, but with the barrel of a spear.

The Axe Warrior continued to slash, and Griez continued to block with the barrel of his spear.

The first few times, the barrel of the gun withstood the slash, indicating that the barrel of the gun itself was of excellent quality, and the axe and shield warriors did not expect the axe to hurt the enemy, but were ready to knock Gritz off the stage with the shield blow that followed.

As a result, the blade of the axe slashed at the barrel of the harpoon and slipped.

Immediately afterwards, the barrel of the gun got stuck where the blade and handle of the axe were connected.

Then, Griez let go of one hand, and quickly grasped the other end of the barrel of the gun with both hands, and suddenly exerted force!

The harpoon, which jammed the axe, followed it with a fan-shaped reversal and went around the back of the shield.

In the end, Griez slashed the body of the spear, and the axe and shield warriors had the force to rush forward, but they were thrown off the stage like this!

This action was originally more strenuous, but Gritz's action was fast enough, and the axe and shield warriors pressed all the way, so it was easier to complete.

If you are a thief with quick movements, you have every chance to regain your balance and stand firm.

It's a pity that the axe and shield warriors don't have that kind of skill.

"Coax!"

"Hahaha!"

"Well done, Griez!"

The fellow delegates were excited and amused, cheering loudly.

"Hee-hee, it turns out that I used the same style of play as you!" Atay also relaxed all of a sudden, and said with a smile, "You almost fell off in your last game, which scared me......"

"I know I'm not going to fall," I said with a smile, "don't worry, I don't mean to lose." ”

"It's heart-wrenching to look at it like this." Ataya said.

"You just have to believe that I can't lose." I say.

"However, this style of play, will it be a bit tricky......" Erica said.

"I used to think so," I smiled and repeated what I had said before, "but if my opponent is the enemy, either they die or I die, and after I die, my family and home behind me will have to face the enemy, and at that time, there is no point in playing any tricks or not!" ”

"Reason, it seems like this," Erica seemed a little difficult to accept, "but you see, the rest of the audience is a little dissatisfied......"

The ordinary people in the west crowd were of course unhappy with Griez's victory, and they booed, and some shouted: "Raippi! "The guy who didn't plant!"

Griez, who had won the victory, seemed to be a little depressed by the voices, and returned to the rest area thoughtfully after the referee declared the victory.

"It seems that this style of play is not recognized by everyone......" Atayal said.

Then he looked at me and added, "I don't really have that much research on warrior combat......

"Of course, the priest's battle is strategic," I said, "and each class has its own characteristics, and all battles have only one purpose, and that is to protect!" ”

"More and more talking!" Ataya said.

"Some realization," I said, "I feel that although I became an adult a year ago, the real growth is only now beginning." ”

"Well......" said Atayal, "I feel that way, too." ”

"Say it like you're just coming of age......" Erica was a little strange.

"Some people, before they reach adulthood, have matured," Ataya said, "and there are people who have gone through the rites of passage and are still like children." ”

The former kind of person she said was naturally Iru who didn't come to the competition. Iru chose to stay in Thunder City, and we were solving the problems of the residents, and we, as if we were preparing to protect the entire orc race, actually did nothing.

As for the latter type of person, I guess mean me, right?

"Who is like a child?" Erica was also a little curious.

Ataya just smiled and shook her head, not answering.

I looked at her suspiciously.

She still had the same expression.

Isn't she talking about me?

So who could it be?

Could it be, young patriarch?

Impossible, right? The young patriarch has been cultivated by the city lord of Ron since he was a child, his strength is outstanding, he has made a lot of contributions in the army, and he has personally led the team to participate in battles, and his reputation is extremely high, how can he be like a child?

However, Ataya didn't seem to want to say it, and Erica didn't ask, and I was embarrassed to ask.

This round is over, and in the next round, several familiar faces take the stage, including animal tamers, female warrior monks, etc., as well as one of our centurions.

The trainer still has his pet with him, however, this time, his opponent is not a simple character, but a particularly strong werewolf, so the wolf howls on the field continues, and the pet also seems to be a little difficult, depending on the situation, the beast trainer should have a great hope of winning, but his pet will be more seriously injured.

The werewolf female warrior monk is still like Leo said, slowly becoming stronger in the battle, always feeling that the opponent is a little stronger than her, but she can't win quickly, and then gives her the opportunity to learn and grow......

Such a trait can be summed up in four words in the Chinese language: strong when it is strong.

"It's almost impossible to explode into a small universe!" Leo also made a comment.

In comparison, the centurions in our team are much more ordinary.

The centurion wields a shield and hammer, and his opponent wields an axe and shield, both sides of which are defensive and defensive.

In the past, as long as the axe and hammer attack and defense on both sides did not show flaws, the basic comparison was strength and endurance.

However, the centurion used the fighting skills I taught, and his fighting style was different.

Gritz was ridiculed by some spectators in the previous round, but this did not seem to affect the centurion's mentality, and he also chose not to fight hard.

As a result, there was a situation on the field where the centurion was losing and retreating.

This time, the companions were not too nervous, as they all expected the centurion's tactics.

Opponents and spectators who were kept in the dark were shouting loudly for the "disparity" in the performance of the two sides, either scolding or applauding.

Subsequently, after retreating to a sufficient distance, the centurion also resorted to deflecting his shield and throwing the opponent off the throne.

The scolding in the audience became louder.

"me!"

"Minotaur! me! ”

"Bad seeds!"

"Is it a man?"

All kinds of scolding came and went, mainly in the west.

In fact, the delegation seats on both sides of the north and south were a little strange, and some people in the north even booed, but not so loudly.

"Like, not very recognized...... Atayal said.

"As long as the referee doesn't object." I say. I want to talk about "Memoirs of the Bull Head" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~