The provocation is over, and the battle should begin, and in the face of a group of guards who are charging wildly, the punk immediately uses the movement speed given by "Super Speed" to move dexterously.

In fact, with the ability of the "Crimson Necklace", the punk has already superimposed more than ten layers of magic protection on himself, and with such a frenzied defensive ability, it doesn't matter if the punk stands in place as a turret to resist the desperate attacks of a group of official-level guards.

However, Punk didn't plan to fight like that, on the one hand, he didn't want to expose his invincible terrifying defense, and on the other hand, he ...... If you want the guards, including Bartos, to chase after you seriously and don't deal with "Smile", it's important to give them some illusion that "we hurt each other".

So, in front of the enemies who pulled out all kinds of weapons and rushed towards them quickly, the punk with a sneer on the corner of his mouth rushed directly into the more than twenty guards face to face, and the afterimage of the bearer's lilac brilliance was like a fleeting breeze in the air, and with the reaction ability of those formal-level professionals, he could only see a vague afterimage.

But no matter how you can't react, the blade that should be swung still has to be wielded.

Seeing the punk rushing straight over, a strong man who was running at the front did not hesitate to cut out the plate axe in his hand:

"Drink! Die, Mage!"

"Bang"!

The earthy axe slashed through the air with a roaring storm, and the attack that hit the ground shattered the shattered floor like an explosion.

But...... The warrior's hideous eyes turned into disbelief in the next second, and he only saw that the enemy who should have been cut down by himself was actually just a vanishing afterimage, and the mage in the red-striped robe on a black background had already easily bypassed his plate axe and stood behind him.

"It's too slow"!

It was like the sound of death coming from the icy abyss, and that faint word was just telling the truth rather than mocking, and in fact no one thought that punk was necessary to mock anything, as he said, whether it was the warrior who had just chopped out the heavy axe or a kind of guard who had just reacted, they were too slow in front of the reaction speed and movement speed of the punk masters.

So, what happens to the slower enemy in battle?

The answer is simple, death only!

The heavy axe-wielding striker only had time to strike once in vain, and it was the last attack of his life, as the punk got around the blade, leaving only a small floating ball of light in the place where he was............

"Boom"!!

"The first"!

The icy sound of the number was mixed with the deafening explosion, the flesh and purple light and shadow that flew like flowers in the sky formed the background behind the punk, and the strong storm made a kind of guards couldn't help but stagnate, and in the dazzling light, only the cold pupils of the punk were deeply imprinted into the souls of everyone present.

These formal-level professionals are all threatening to "smile", and the punk killing feast has only just begun.

After killing the first enemy with a single spell, Punk moved again at high speed without a pause, and in the next second, dozens of throwing weapons with powerful fighting spirits and several huge fireballs smashed into the place where Punk had been standing.

I have to say that this team of more than 20 official-level professionals actually cooperated quite tacitly, several vindictive blades were very inconspicuously sandwiched in the fireball, and almost all of the binding spells reached the attack location before the offensive spells.

But...... This alone is obviously not enough to compete with the master-level powerhouses, and it seems that these full-level guards obviously do not have the experience of fighting with the master-level powerhouses (if they had encountered a master-level enemy, they would have been killed a long time ago), otherwise they should know that their attacks are far more futile than they think!

At this time, the battlefield on the punk side can be described as a flash of brilliance, explosions roaring, all kinds of fighting slashes and spells exploding at the same time, and the rift in the space will reappear in less than a second after each self-repair.

But...... Even with such a dense attack, these enemies are just as Punk says they are - too slow!

Like a butterfly through a flower, her body flickered in a storm of spells and fighting spirit, no matter how the official mage guards unleashed spells one after another, how the raging warriors slashed and slashed, and how the broken sand and stone splashed............ Up to now, with the speed brought by "super speed", the fast-moving punk has not been attacked by any kind, even if it touches it, every vindictive light blade will be easily flashed by the punk, every spell attack can be predicted by him and change the route in advance, and every small grain of sand is blown away by the wind at will.

As a result, the battle of more than twenty guards at this time was as if they were capturing a light purple flash with countless powerful attacks, even if the earth burned and the space shattered, the lightning still roamed freely in the courtyard.

Compared to the easy combat of punk, the situation of these guards is much more miserable, their protection is a joke in the face of master spells, and they can be seriously injured if they are only slightly affected, not to mention that the punk attacks are so precise that they can be called terrifying, and each "kinetic blast" will almost accurately paste on the face of a professional.

As a result, when the light and shadow of Punk's words are fleeting around a professional guard, with a roaring explosion, a "humanoid object" with its entire upper body shattered will be thrown out in the shock wave.

"The second, the third, the fourth............ Twenty-third, twenty-fourth, and last"!

"Boom"!

In this way, with the sound of twenty-five almost non-stop explosions, the various attacks flying on the battlefield became less and less, and the sound of punk counting the numbers in a low voice became clearer......

Twenty-five seconds after the battle began, the roar of the spell came to an abrupt end as the cold words of the punk "last" were gently spat out, and the noisy and roaring arena was once again silent, and the official guards who had surrounded the punk just now ............ They had all been reduced to broken corpses scattered on the ground............

Seeing that all the official-level guards had been turned into minced meat and covered the ground, Punk breathed a long sigh of relief at this time, and it took a full twenty-five seconds for Punk's biggest trouble to finally be solved.

I have to admit that during those twenty-five seconds, Punk had to concentrate on the movements of any enemy, thinking about whether any spell would affect "Smile", during which his spirit was tense, and now the power is finally over, but Punk's mood is still very unhappy!

Next, he also wants to deal with the culprit who brought trouble - Bartos!

"Okay, the warm-up is over, let's ............ Huh"?

Involuntarily let out a sound of surprise, carefully perceiving the location of Bartos, who had disappeared, and a little stunned surprise appeared on Punk's cold face.

Because...... In the punk perception, the breath that represented Bartos was speeding away from the arena faster than when he came, and in just twenty-five seconds, Bartos showed no signs of stopping, and was almost out of Red Roy............

There is no need to doubt it, the fact in front of Punk is that when his men are fighting desperately, Bartos is ...... Ju ran away without hesitation!