In other words, what seems to be a clever concession can turn into a fatal weakness. And if you insist on it, don't retreat and resist it, but it is safe.

"Not necessarily." Hardrich said.

He said so, but in his heart he basically agreed with this statement--- because from experience, there is no other good explanation.

Karnop is not a weak person in other venues who can simply attack and defend--- there are no weakers in the Double-headed Vultures.

He is so passive under such a blow, there should be some bad state in his body that restricts his movements.

As he thought of this, a white light flashed on Karnop's body. He then rolled backwards several meters, holding the axe sideways in front of him.

This time, Pander did not pursue. He stood there, sword and shield in hand, and his face showed that innocent expression again.

In the distance, the lightness and smirk in Karnop's expression had disappeared. He gasped and spoke. "Hitstun effect. I underestimated you. ”

"Hey, do you like it?"

Pander grinned and rushed forward again.

Instead of rushing forward, Karnop threw the axe aside. Then, a red light flashed from his body, and he put on a full set of leather armor.

He remained motionless until Pander rushed in front of him. When the other party raised his sword and slashed, he stretched out his left hand with leather gloves and grabbed the sword in the air.

At this moment, Pandel's face showed a hint of astonishment, but he did not stop the movement of his hand in the slightest. The sword slashed into Karnop's hand, slashing into flesh, and then was firmly grasped.

"Hey, hey, it's bleeding." Pandel laughed again, and then threw his shield at Karnop.

Karnop stretched out his other hand and pressed against the shield.

The two began to tug at each other again. But after the previous series of blows, Karnop seemed to have weakened, and the sword and shield were slowly pressing in his direction.

"Hehe, even if you don't back down, it'll be triggered."

When pushing Karnop back to a nearly 75-degree angle, Pandel said. Then, a yellow light flashed on his body again, and he immediately released his sword and shield, and punched Karnop.

Hit in the arm. The direction of his blow was the head. And Karnop didn't back down this time, but blocked the attack with his elbow.

But it was useless, and Pander began to strike again and again, punches, elbows, legs, knees, hits, hits, hits, kicks, as if dealing with a sandbag, and attacked Carnop with no power to fight back, left and right, and retreated again and again.

"This attack is powerful!" Niklas exclaimed. "If you don't defend in time, you might be killed! With thirty seconds or so to go, it looks like the Two-Headed Vulture is going to lose. ”

"If it's outside, the two-headed vulture can count on his teammates to save him. But now, if he is smart, it is time to throw in the towel. Although the Grey Robe teleports him out during his near-death moments...," Hadrich commented. "But if he continues to be beaten like this, it will affect his status in the team."

"This is the first time the Two-Headed Vulture has lost." Niklas said. "They've won all five of their last games. I didn't expect the saints to be so powerful. ”

"Even if they're strong, they can't win them all. This is just the beginning...."

Before Haldrich could finish speaking, a red light suddenly flashed on Karnop, who was tired of defense.

Pander seemed to sense something was wrong and quickened the speed of his attack. Karnop still parried, but suddenly burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, hahaha. Hahahaha! ”

His face was distorted and hideous again. Many viewers were taken aback. "What's wrong? Is he crazy? ”

There are ten seconds left to end.

"Bang!" Pandel, who was still attacking, suddenly burst open in his chest, and blood gushed out. He was taken aback and had to stop.

Nine seconds to go.

A blood vessel in the middle of Pandel's right arm also burst.

"What did you do!" Now, the innocence on Pandel's face was gone, replaced by horror.

Six seconds to go.

"It's a good fight." Karnop looked at him with the eyes of a dead man. "Now, it's all back to you!"

Two seconds left.

Overwhelmed, Pandell turned his head and looked at his teammates in the distance.

Several of the women of the Saints team stood up, their faces full of horror; Some exclaimed; Some jumped out of the stands and ran towards the ring.

At this moment, Pandel's body burst and turned into a cloud of blood mist.

"Dead!" Many exclaimed.

"Dead in an instant! Protection spells didn't save him either! ”

"Explosive super high damage! Is it a rebound? Why is it so high? ”

"It seems to be accumulation! The damage received in this half day has accumulated to the end of the battle, and there is a total explosion! The saints' men beat too hard! ”

In their tones, excitement is greater than surprise, surprise is greater than surprise, surprise is greater than sadness---- there are dead people every day in the space, what is a dead person on the competition field? Only a few women of the saints, weeping beside the fighting ring.

The gray robe on the side announced the result at this time.

"Pandel is dead, Karnop wins!"

----

"Didn't you say that you would be teleported out in a near-death situation?"

Several women hugged Pandel's corpse and cried in front of Bore, Carlet, and others.

"What to do—" Camelett asked in a panicked whisper in Boley's ear. Something went wrong...."

"I've already sent someone to find the regimental commander." Boreh said. "It's not something we can do."

"Do you want to stop the fight first?" Carwright's face was full of guilt. "It was our mistake to fail to ensure safety.... It's too dangerous. ”

"I'll talk about it when the head of the regiment comes." Boredo.

"I also know it's up to the head of the regiment to decide," Carwright said. So what do we do now? ”

"Tell them that we can't be the master." Boret said, glancing at the women of the Saints' team.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we express our deep regret for the misfortune that has just occurred. But I think you've seen the battle just now. I must remind you that in this unfortunate accident, the victims themselves also have a great deal of responsibility. ”

"What did you say!" A woman jerked her head up, her tear-stained face glaring at Bore. "People are dead, and you still say such things!"

"By the way." Boreh ignored her. "I warn you that the man who killed your companion is over there. If you want revenge, why don't you go to him and come to us? ”

Suddenly, several women did not move. Then, several of them looked into the distance.

It was their leader, the saint's saktas.

"This is your competition, and it's your responsibility!" A woman suddenly cried again, as if she had received instructions. "What's the point of such a competition! You murderers! We will never forgive you! ”

Boret frowned when he heard this.

"I've already sent someone to inform the head of the regiment about the situation here. He'll be coming soon, and you can say anything to him when the time comes. Now, the game is going to continue, so please don't get in the way. ”

What else did the woman want to say.

"Otherwise, I can't guarantee how our head will deal with this matter when he comes." Boret leaned close to her ear and lowered his voice. "I can understand and empathize with your grief. But our regimental commander, who doesn't like his plans to be thwarted, maybe, well... I mean, I can't rule it out completely---- he's going to cut off your head to get rid of the grief. ”