Although the boy's performance just now was an eye-opener for everyone and won the respect of many people, in Rion's opinion, he could no longer win this battle.

Changfeng is now a "black yao-level" strength, and there is a qualitative gap between it and the "brass-level" Rahman, which is an indisputable fact.

It is not impossible to defeat the strong with the weak, and even Liyong himself is a big expert who specializes in defeating the strong with the weak, but Changfeng is not Liyong, even if the gap in strength is put aside, the gap between the two in technology is still as boundless as the galaxy.

If it weren't for the fact that Lion had given a certain hint at the beginning, and Rahman had indeed underestimated the enemy, the set of serial two-handed knives just now would at least have Changfeng hanging on his body, instead of being knocked away by a counterattack.

But even with so many favorable conditions, Changfeng only had a slight advantage on the field and did not give the opponent substantial damage.

In Rion's view, the outcome of the game has basically been decided......

"Hide! continue to hide for Lao Tzu!"

Just after the first wave of the offensive was deflated, the murderous aura on Rahman's body became even stronger! Each of his knives was as good as the corners of Changfeng's clothes, and he began to attack with a scimitar of different lengths in each hand!

For Changfeng, although he has Rion's own "defensive counterattack" system, as long as the naked eye can almost easily dodge or unload the force to block, Rahman has two huge advantages when using dual knives, which is difficult for people to deal with.

One of these two advantages is Rahman's long arms, which are not too long to describe as "hands over the knees", and when extended, the length of the arms plus the scimitar actually has quite a decent attack range.

The second advantage was the weapon used by Rahman, who had now drawn a shorter mini-scimitar from his waist because the standard "Uzi Steel Knife" in his right hand had been knocked out of the air.

At this moment, the combination of two scimitars, one long and one short, increased the difficulty of the boy's defense, and the originally curved blade made it difficult to judge the distance when the knife was released, and the structure of different lengths made it easy to make people have an illusion.

No, if you continue to defend like this, it will definitely be over.

As Rahman's twin knives continued to draw a trajectory of death in front of the young man, Changfeng knew that he couldn't continue like this, so he barely held on to his opponent's little gap and began to fight back.

After retreating a few steps, the young man raised his right hand and stabbed the "backlight" long sword in his hand at a very delicate angle!

When this sword stabbed out, Changfeng's wrist suddenly began to shake violently, and this tremor caused the originally ordinary sword to scatter seven or eight sword shadows while approaching the other party!

This trick "Double Shadow Thorn" was originally a stabbing swordsmanship that adventurers in the Eastern Regions liked to use very much, but at this time, in the hands of the young man, there was a sense of fluttering needles hidden in the cotton, which made people unguardable.

Generally speaking, the strong people in the Western Regions prefer dexterous and weird techniques, the strong people in the Eastern Regions are better at suppressing opponents with speed and body skills, the strong people in the Northern Regions prefer hand-to-hand combat with great ingenuity, and the strong people in the Southern Regions prefer the royal road tactics that go straight to the ground, and the techniques and tactics in each region have quite obvious characteristics.

However, for Changfeng, these qualities do not exist, because whether it is the techniques of the eastern, southern, western, or northern regions, his teacher Li Yong has already mastered them, so the young man's sword skills have never had regional characteristics, or he has already integrated the characteristics of all regions into them.

So when Rahman had just taken a break from the slashing of the storm, he saw seven or eight sword shadows coming towards all the vital points on his body!

The most terrifying thing was that he couldn't tell which real sword was mixed with the shadow of the sword! Every shadow of the sword was like a real one, and they all stabbed towards this side with the momentum of trying to poke a big hole in it!

Since you can't hide, then don't hide at all! In an instant, a crazy killing intent appeared in Rahman's eyes.

When the long sword conjured into a sword shadow and came at him, he threw the two scimitars in his hand, one long and one short, in the direction where the sword came from!

This backhand is not ruthless, Rahman seems to have no intention of dodging or defending at all, but wants to fight the opponent to the end with the attitude of exchanging injuries for injuries!

At this time, Bright, who was watching the game in the audience, couldn't help but praise Rahman's approach.

Obviously, Changfeng's sword shadow is completely confusing and very difficult to resist, so this young master from the Western Regions simply didn't resist it, but wanted to fight each other.

But it was impossible for Long Wind to accept this result, Rahman's two throwing knives and two double knives, even if any of them hit, would be more serious than his stabbing of the opponent's sword.

Damn it...... Seeing that the other party was as unrelenting as a bloodthirsty beast, the young man only felt a burst of irritability in his heart.

So as a last resort, the "backlight" could only change its original action, turning into pieces of silver light and falling on the scimitar.

Under Changfeng's delicate and precise control, the tip of the sword instantly landed on the two long and short scimitars flying in the air, making a crisp sound as they flew away.

If you can hide in front, what will you do with the one behind? When Changfeng struck away the two flying knives, the other two sword lights that Rahman wielded with both hands had already appeared in front of him!

At this critical juncture, Changfeng knew that he could no longer retreat, so he had to jump directly into Rahman's attack range in the opposite direction, and stabbed his opponent in the chest with a backhand!

How dare he rush in like this? At this time, Rahman had no choice but to gather his strongest strength and slash at the young man......

Although the duel just now seems a bit complicated, it all happened in the blink of an eye.

By the time the people around them saw what was happening, the two men who were fighting had distanced themselves from each other at a breakneck speed.

Because Changfeng jumped directly into Rahman's attack distance at the last moment, the power of the two twin knives was reduced a lot, but after the two of them staggered, the young man's right shoulder was still left with a deep wound.

However, at this time, Changfeng didn't feel the severe pain in his shoulder at all, he just looked at the "backlight" in his hand, and on the exquisitely shaped saber, the sword body that was originally about one and a half meters long had been broken from it......

"Backlight" ...... At this time, the young man only felt as if a big hole had been dug in his heart, and he could only stare blankly at the sword in his hand that was tailor-made for him.

This bastard boy...... After the two separated, although Rahman was the one who won, he also wiped the cold sweat left on his forehead with a little trembling, and scarlet blood gradually flowed from the shallow sword marks on his face.

The moment the two of them staggered, Rahman slashed Changfeng's shoulder, and slashed his long sword into his shoulder.

The flying sword slashed Rahman's face and almost plunged into his eye, causing the young man to break out in a cold sweat.

"You've lost, get out. At this moment, Rahman turned around and saw the young man's bewildered expression, so he snorted coldly and spoke as calmly as he could.

Although Rahman never thought that he would lose to this rookie whose strength was only "Black Yao", it has to be said that the thrill of the battle just now was still far beyond his expectations.

Although the young rookie was completely overpowered by him in terms of strength and speed, the boy caused great trouble for Rahman with his unpredictable fighting style and miraculous sword skills.

Even Rahman doubted that if Changfeng's strength reached the "bronze" level of his level, then the victorious side would be ......

Did I lose? By the way, is this a defeat? When he heard his opponent's words, Changfeng raised his head in confusion, and the air around him seemed to become very heavy, making his breathing not so smooth.

"Well done!"

"Don't mind, young man, the competition is a win or lose, come back next time!"

"When it's time for the 'scramble', let's take revenge!

When Changfeng picked up the broken sword of "Backlight" like a puppet and walked off the ring step by step, the crowd under the ring automatically separated a way for him, and there were bursts of encouragement from the crowd.

Not only that, but the bald man also came over and patted Changfeng on the shoulder and gave him a thumbs up.

I have to say that in this short battle, although the boy was the losing side, he also used his strength to win a certain amount of applause and respect for himself.

At this point, no one would ever think of him as a fledgling coward, but instead recognized him as a qualified adventurer......

"Hey, boy, Lao Tzu's name is Rahman, from the Burman Desert, what's your name?" Just as Changfeng was about to leave in despair, a rough shout suddenly came from the ring behind him.

The boy looked back and saw that the young man who had just beaten him was standing on the edge of the ring, his eyes looking straight at him.

"Long wind, from the village of Kakalik. The young man was stunned for a moment, then left the scene with these words.

Long wind...... We'll see you again later. Rahman looked at the back of the young man leaving, and his left hand involuntarily touched the last scimitar at his waist as a "hole card".

This "family heirloom knife" was Rahman's secret weapon, and he only intended to use it in the final battle of the "scramble", but for some reason, the handle of this treasure knife was now very hot.

It's like you've met a very good opponent.