"Just now we joined forces to fight the enemy, and as soon as you turned around, you pointed the arrow at me, which is not good. Owen persuaded the stone pillar.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you know something you shouldn't know, you'll die for me!" cursed Prince Harun, the man who had called himself "The Riverman", and without hesitation, fired the bowstring.

"Buzz" - the sharp arrow rushed straight towards Owen at the top of the pillar!

Owen could already see Prince Harlan's movements in the subtle movements of his muscles. Behind this inexplicable anger is a deep uneasiness. Owen smiled slightly, and before the opponent's arrow left the string, his hands had already pressed the pillar, and the whole person turned over and fell upside down, supporting his body with one hand, and the sharp arrow flew past his body less than an inch.

The first arrow missed, and Prince Harun did not have time to be surprised, and fired the second arrow in succession. As mentioned earlier, Owen also expected him to take this step, and while supporting his body with one hand, his free hand had already thrown a coin at Prince Harlan.

The condescending advantage made up for the difference in the attack distance between the weapons of the two.

Prince Harlan didn't expect Owen to be able to fight back in such a posture, and hurriedly dodged the coins flying over. As he managed to avoid the coin, the arrow he fired lost its target.

After dodging the second arrow, Owen ran down the large stone pillar at a near-vertical angle, leaping deftly between the ruins, his movements were fast, but he did not cause too strong air fluctuations, as if he were completely integrated into his surroundings, and Prince Harlan was already close to him before he could even notice it. There was no time left for Prince Harlan to pull out his third arrow, and in his haste he raised his left longbow as a shield to fend off Owen's right palm in a straight line, while his right hand slashed the dagger outwards and slashed Owen into his temple's left hook.

The sharp metal sharp object collided with the flesh and blood, and instead of the expected scene of blood flying, a wave of sparks was emitted. Prince Harlan was surprised and stared at it, only to see Owen clinging to another coin between the index and middle fingers of his left fist, just right to block the dagger's slash completely.

It seemed that Owen was fully aware of his actions and was always able to strike before himself, which made a cold sweat break out on Prince Harlan's forehead, and at this point, his attention was drawn to Owen's left fist, and Prince Harlan ignored the confrontation on the other side. Owen took a step forward with his right foot, and at the same time pushed his right palm forward with his pace.

The so-called "inch strength" is the moment when the action of attacking the opponent at close range is completed, and the moment the action of the move is completed, it suddenly accelerates and contracts the muscles and emits a short, strong explosive force. This is a little-known stunt in the martial arts of the real country, which is often difficult to guard against due to the extremely short distance or even zero distance of exertion, and the almost complete lack of preparatory movements.

Since Olopa's mainstream combat skill theory is that the larger the amplitude and faster the attack, the stronger the attack. Owen was defeated by this set of theories when he was in the paladin training camp, and the principle of the technique of "inch strength" is just the opposite, and it is not easy to be subverted for a while, so in the years of living in the small valley deep in the underworld, Owen properly suffered the loss of the master craftsman's "inch strength" in the battle with the master craftsman. Fortunately, Owen is not the kind of student who is not open-minded, after being pushed dozens of times, he gradually found the trick, and later returned to the mainland, and experienced many fierce battles, Owen has now fully mastered the technique of using "inch strength".

Because he concentrated the strength of his whole body at one point and suddenly erupted, although the distance of his strength was zero, Prince Harlan was like being directly hit by a crazy horse in a wild gallop, and was pushed backwards by Owen's "inch strength" and flew directly backwards 6 or 7 meters away, until his back fell on the hard granite block, and finally stopped castration.

Prince Harlan only felt the blood in his chest tumbling, and then with a "uh" sound, a stream of blood arrows spewed out. With only one contact, the strength of the two has been divided, and if they continue to fight, there seems to be no suspense about the outcome of the battle. But the tenacious Prince Harun did not give up, he sat on the ground, gritted his teeth, raised his longbow, and put another arrow on it.

Owen couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Why are you bothered? I have a good friend who is also an excellent archer, and I know the strengths and weaknesses of this longbow in your hand, if not the strengths and weaknesses, but I know it very well. After losing the support of your feet, the arrow that comes out is neither accurate nor powerful, and you should know better than I do. ”

"Hmph!" replied Prince Harlan with a contemptuous sneer.

Instantly, he let go of his fingers.

The arrows whizzed out, and while still terrifying, as Owen expected, the arrows fired without a point of support were very easy to dodge. However, Prince Harlan never thought that his arrow would hit Owen directly, he just wanted to attract Owen's attention, because after being pushed away by "Inch Force", Harlan noticed that one of his allies had quietly attacked behind Owen.

The timing was just right, and at the same time as Owen dodged the flying arrows sideways, a column of quicksand suddenly erupted from under his feet, forming a cylindrical sand cage, trapping Owen inside.

The Empress of the Rocal Empire, Ipeia, did not have the same strong physique as the other warriors, but she possessed an unimaginable power over the earth element. The moment the roof of the temple collapsed, Ipeia immediately created a pit under the ground beneath her to accommodate herself, dodging the disaster, and was largely unharmed. Just when Owen and Prince Harlan briefly clashed, the mysterious woman silently used magic to remove the stone covering her, and then chanted a spell of powerful magic in her heart.

Under the blockade of the huge, ever-changing sand cage from all angles, Owen had no chance of escaping or dodging. At the same time, the sand in the cage will also transform into various "torture instruments", and the trapped Owen will be strangled inhumanely. It won't be long before Owen will be transformed into a bloody corpse in this "Sand Prison" made of a cage and torture equipment, and even the last drop of blood will be sucked dry by the grains of sand.

Prince Harun and Empress Ipeia nodded to each other, showing a smile that something had happened, and the two of them carefully cooperated to carry out this sneak attack, and finally solved a big problem......

At this critical moment, Owen's high-pitched voice came from the sand cage:

"Has the roof of the stonemason's house been repaired?"

As soon as these words came out, the two of them were suddenly startled, and their smiles froze on their faces.

Ipeia hurriedly waved her magic wand and removed the "Sand Prison" that had taken a lot of time to prepare.

The massive amount of flying sand that spun at high speed disappeared all at once. I saw the core of the original "Sand Prison", the clothes on Owen's body were twisted into strips of rags by torture tools made of sand, and blood marks also appeared on his body, but Owen squatted on the ground with his tired body, as much as possible to reduce the area of his body in contact with the sand, so the injuries were not strict, and most of the external injuries were concentrated in the back.

Sensing the disappearance of the Sand Prison, Owen slowly stood up. Although he looked a little wolf, it didn't look like a rout of losing his armor, but it made people feel an inexplicable pressure.

While Owen stood up, Harlan and Ipeia stood on the left and right, staring at Owen's hands tightly, never letting go of any movement of his hands