Given that my cultivation has been upgraded to the fourth level, the competitions that I can sign up for have also been upgraded. Even on this match day, I was directly arranged by the dealer to play in the last game, and I became one of the protagonists of the finale!

The benefits of such a change are naturally more, and the biggest one is that the appearance fee and winning bonus have been greatly increased. Especially with the fame that I've already accumulated through the first three games, the effect is very noticeable, almost doubling.

But it's not just good. The bad news is that the strength of the opponent I am going to encounter has also increased by a notch accordingly, jumping directly from the level ghost fighter to the ink ghost level. No, I had a tough opponent in my first game after promotion: "Tank"!

Tank is a veteran ghost fighter. As you can see from its name, its defense is super strong, its attack firepower is not weak, and its win rate has always been in the top three of the ghost fighters. I've watched it before, and I know that it's a power-type ghost fighter, and it's very difficult to deal with, both offensively and defensively.

This time I went from being a spectator to being its direct opponent, and I couldn't help but feel palpitations. Before the game started, I secretly scared three points first.

But the matchup has been decided, so it can't be changed on the last minute. I stood at the entrance of the gladiator with a state of trepidation, constantly cheering myself up, trying to force myself to calm down.

"The last game of the day is a heads-up match!"

In the gladiatorial arena, the familiar voice of the thick-necked ghost sounded again.

"On the gladiator side, it is the gladiator of the Black Tiger Regiment who has reached the fourth level: Zhai Zisheng!" He paused, and did not continue to introduce according to the routine, but deliberately added: "Zhai Zisheng just advanced to the fourth Yin Gong cultivation a month ago, so this is his first finale competition!" Congratulations! ”

As soon as the audience heard this, they burst into applause, and some people began to shout out my nickname:

"The Man Behind the Pot!"

"The Man Behind the Pot!"

"The Man Behind the Pot!"

I couldn't help but laugh bitterly when I heard it, who gave me such a nickname? Is this a compliment or a curse?

"On the side of the ghost fighters, it is the ghost fighters of the Iron Armor Gang who have reached the level of ink ghosts: tanks!"

"The unified odds of this game: 10 to 12! Seven out of ten ghosts! ”

Sure enough, my odds are quite high, a full five points more than the tank, which is an absolute big upset!

I was the first to come out and walked around the arena as usual to signal to the audience. This immediately drew more than half of the crowd cheering for me, especially on the side of the live stands, which seemed to have a lot of fans!

The classic comeback from the last game must have left a deep impression on them, and it also brought me a lot of popularity. Also, the enthusiasm of the crowd gave me extra confidence that I wasn't as nervous as I was off the pitch.

However, when I raised my knife today, I held up a kitchen knife, which made some viewers talk about it.

"Haha! Is the backstabber going to carry out the strange thing to the end today? It's okay to use the pot as a shield, but this time I used a kitchen knife! Ha ha! ”

"Hey! I heard that he was a chef, and there is nothing unusual about latte pans and kitchen knives! ”

"But how can a kitchen knife be able to beat the ghost head knife of the tank opposite, a pair of chops will definitely fly!"

"Hey, don't underestimate this guy, he's amazing! Didn't the last time you fought the double-faced spider turn defeat into victory? ”

"But the last time he fought a, this time he fought an ink ghost! He has just been promoted to the fourth level, I'm afraid he still can't get the tank, right? ”

"Humph! I don't believe what you say, I just bet on the backpot man to win! ”

"The Man Behind the Pot!"

"The Man Behind the Pot!"

"Back...... Tank! ”

"Tank!"

"Tank!"

In the midst of the uproar, my opponent also appeared. The audience erupted in even more fanatical shouts than before, and it was evident that it was no less popular than me.

The tank's stature is actually not very tall among ghost fighters, but it is about the same height as me, about 1.8 meters. But it was horizontal, and one arm was thicker than my thigh, making it look very big and strong.

It was dressed in heavy armor, armed with a heavy shield and a large sword, and its whole body was wrapped in swarthy steel, except for a pair of eyes that popped out and stared at me tightly. This is also an important guarantee that it has extremely strong defense, and if you want to break its defense, you must first break its armor!

In addition, my attention was immediately attracted by the ghost-headed thick-backed broadsword in its hand. A skeletal ghost head is engraved on the hilt, and several iron rings are worn on the back of the knife, which not only decorates but also adds weight, and when it is slashed, it will "clatter", which can give the opponent a psychological pressure.

Before going on the field, Master Xiao carefully studied the technical and tactical characteristics of the tank with me. It is said to have been an ancient sergeant during his lifetime, belonging to the heavy armored cavalry, and died on the battlefield. Therefore, the battle of life and death has long been commonplace for it.

Although the tank is now without a war horse, its moves and styles after going to the ground are also very solid, neither aggressive nor conservative, and it is an absolute fierce enemy. So Xiao Tuan Master said to me: "If you want to win it, you must exert the power of your usual sword!" Break its iron armor! ”

However, this is only the first actual combat use of the knife in my hands, and I don't even know if I can exert its full power as I wish!

"Game on!"

With a loud roar from the thick-necked ghost, the finale gladiatorial match between me and the tank finally began.

Tanks have apparently studied me as well. We are both sword and shield bearers, but his knife is longer and heavier than mine, and its shield is bigger and thicker than mine. If I was to compare my own strength, I was definitely at a disadvantage in front of the tank. So all it has to do is take it steady and use its all-around advantage to overwhelm me!

"Dang!"

"Dangdang!"

After a few rounds, I quickly fell behind. The tank picked up its heavy ghost-headed knife and slashed at me, and I quickly blocked it with my shield, but I was pressed by the force of the knife and fell to my knees. The tank then raised his heavy shield in his left hand to smash me, and with the knife and shield, I am afraid that I will not be able to carry it.

I quickly pushed the tank's ghost knife away with both hands, and then barely dodged it with a back-roll backwards.

"Boom!"

The tank's heavy shield slammed into the floor, shattering two stone bricks. The gladiatorial arena is covered with granite, and the hardness is very high, but it still can't withstand such an unreasonable hard smash of the tank!

"Wow!" The tank didn't make too many adjustments, grabbed a step, grabbed my foothold and smashed it with a fierce shield.

"Dang!"

I blocked it again with my shield. But the heavy shield of the tank was menacing, and I was smashed backwards three or four steps before I could barely stand on my feet.

There was a numbness on my left arm, and I also felt a burst of tearing sensation in the tiger's mouth, and I couldn't help but be shocked in my heart: "This guy's strength is too domineering!" I can't let it attack me so unscrupulously, I have to fight back! ”

According to the tactics formulated for me by the Xiao team before the game, I immediately took the initiative to attack, approached closely, and finally had the first chance to slash at the tank with the normal knife in my right hand, wanting to use the sharpness of the normal knife to cut through the opponent's heavy shield.

But the tank did not have the slightest intention of backing down, and also used a knife to knife, picking up the ghost head knife and aiming it at the usual knife and slashing it directly. Obviously, it was trying to knock the normal knife out of my hand by sheer superiority of strength.

Perhaps, my normal knife will be able to successfully cut off its ghost head knife, but in such a tough confrontation, it is estimated that the normal knife will definitely be released, and even my tiger mouth will be seriously injured again.

After hesitation, I subconsciously accepted. The hand shrank, and the knife avoided the direct impact with the ghost head knife as usual. The tank didn't give up, and the ghost knife slashed between my arm and head with a strong wind, causing pain in my face and neck.

I took a step backwards and reached out to touch it, and there was a long bloody streak on my left cheek and chin, which was so hot that it was like someone had slapped me hard!

! What should I do now?

"Trust your knife!"

Suddenly, a majestic voice rang out from the audience. I turned my head to see that it was Xiao Tuanzhuo. He was looking at me with a serious look on his face, clearly not happy with my performance on the court.

"Got it!" I gritted my teeth secretly, and said fiercely in my heart: "I must let it go!" ”

I yelled to give myself courage, and at the same time began to remember what Master Xiao had said to me: "Believe in your own sword!" Be more domineering! Even more unreasonable! ”

But domineering has never been my style, so how should I do it?

Pregnant!

My mind immediately came up with the classic action of the master when he was dealing with the skeleton ghost in the courtyard of the Gu family, which was definitely called a domineering!

I decided to follow Master's example and deal with tanks. Standing steadily, his left foot slightly forward, his sword raised high as usual, his eyes glared fiercely at the tank, and his mouth began to recite the six mantras: "The human heart is impermanent!" The sword is as usual! With the heart of the sword! The knife is not at will! The heart and knife are one, and it is wonderful! ”

"Hahaha!" The tank pointed at me and laughed, "What's the use of posturing?" You want to come up and fight me with a kitchen knife, and if you want to die, I will fulfill you! ”

It picked up the Devil's Head Knife again, strode up and was about to slash at me in the head.

"Drink!"

I let out a loud shout, took a step forward, and slashed at the tank!

Tank's expression changed dramatically at that moment, his eyes widened as he stared at the knife in my hand. It's as if I have more than just a kitchen knife in my hand, but a mountain!

This time it was its turn to retreat, and quickly withdrew the Devil's Head Knife, raising the heavy shield in its left hand to block the front.