"Tsk......" tilted his head slightly, and even Azir, who was used to seeing cruel scenes, couldn't watch it anymore. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Although it is sometimes permissible to do whatever it takes to win, it is still a little bloody to behead one's opponent directly.

Even professionals who have experienced a lot of battles feel a little uncomfortable, and in their opinion, Fresnel's thunderous methods are too vicious.

Defeit sighed, feeling a little sad about the direct beheading of Cyril, whom he had high hopes for.

And Helo, who had been sitting in the spectator watching the battle, clasped her hands to her chest, and at the same time as Cyril was beheaded, she immediately covered her mouth and let out a choked wail, and then tears poured out of her eyes.

"Wait...... That's a lie, isn't it...... Why is it ......"

The only person who could secretly rejoice when he saw Cyril beheaded was Sylvia, who had been looking forward to his death.

It was so happy for him to be able to get rid of a guy who was suspected of being Zero without being suspicious at all.

The silver-haired elf shook his head, although Fresnel was a genius and powerhouse of the elf clan, and he was also an elven nobleman, but her cruel methods also made the silver-haired elf a little unbearable.

Raising his left hand high, the silver-haired cultivator who appeared on the field announced loudly: "Then, the winner of the first round of selection is ......"

"Ahhh......h It hurts!You're too much!?" Cyril's body, which had fallen to the ground after his head had been severed, moved, and then struggled to get up, and the severed head that fell to the ground also made a sound at the right time.

Nikolai's face, which was still slightly emotional, changed instantly, and he stared at Cyril's body who was groping for his head everywhere, and Cyril's head who was still complaining in his mouth.

"Just kidding! Isn't it true that this guy has a superior immortal body? But even if the superior immortal body is cut off, he can complain so easily, there should only be the top ones......

The silver-haired elf withdrew from the battlefield early after Cyril's voice, and he seemed calmer than the others.

After all, his own strength has already entered the epic level, and he has seen a lot of strange things, this kind of scene is not enough for him to show his surprise.

Finally figuring out the severed head that had fallen to the side, Cyril slowly rested his head on his neck, and then tried to move his neck.

After making sure that the installation was very stable and would not fall, Cyril sighed and said: "Today's young people are so light and heavy, it's better to do less things like beheading, don't you think it will lower your impression points?"

Didn't pay attention to Cyril's quips, Fresnel, who had always looked confident, looked a little more solemn at this time, and Cyril's level of resilience was probably much stronger than that of her, who had already been elementalized.

Looking at Fresnel's vigilant look, and the frightened gaze that most of the surrounding audience cast at him, Cyril shook his head, crossed his hands on his hips and said, "Anyway, it's easy for you to think that I'm the villain, obviously I'm the injured one, okay?"

Before Cyril could finish speaking, Fresnel, who was standing in place, couldn't hold it anymore, and with a step on her feet, her body turned into a whirlwind and disappeared in place.

Lifting his left foot and tapping the ground with his toes, Cyril jerked his left leg forward and kicked it hard.

Fresnel, who had turned into a whirlwind and was faster than just now, was kicked by him and stumbled back a few steps, with a puzzled look on Fresnel's face.

Without thinking about any more issues, Fresnel stepped on her feet and disappeared in place, only this time she was much more vigilant than before, this time she did not attack in a straight line like just now, but began to circle around Cyril non-stop.

The speed of Fresnel under the wind elemental has increased several times compared to the beginning, and when she is at full power, not many of those legendary stars can see her figure clearly.

Not to mention how Cyril managed to find her location and hit her with one blow, but Cyril really has no way to discern Fresnel's location right now.

After going around a few times in a row, and finding that Cyril was not staring at her all the time but looking around, Fresnel had a shallow smile on her face, and she laughed in her heart, and then rushed towards Cyril with a slight stop.

With his hands clenched into fists in front of him, Cyril's back arched slightly, and at the same time he whispered, "Humph!"

Fresnel, who was about to pierce him in the heart from the back, suddenly had some bad premonitions, but this premonition became a reality in the next instant.

I saw dozens of black spikes burst out of Cyril's back and the shadow on the ground behind him, these black spikes were about a meter long, and the black spikes appeared quickly and urgently, and Fresnel, who had already jumped up, had no way to dodge at all.

In the next moment, these dozens of spikes pierced through all parts of Fresnel's body, although she would not die from this level of injury after the wind elementalization, but the pain she should have would definitely not be less.

With a scream, Fresnel pulled away and fled, clutching the dozen or so wounds on her body that had just been stabbed, and the pain from the wounds was worse than every time she was injured with Elementalized Training.

Cyril turned slowly, and this was the second result of his training during this period - intuition.

Suffering from being beaten by Bag's mindless attacks during training, he passively developed the skill.

First, lock onto the enemy's breath, and then within a certain range, Cyril can sense the attack of the enemy who is locked in the breath to some extent.

Of course, this is not to say that he seems to have a radar-like ability, which he has just realized is still very crude, but it is enough to deal with the direct attack that Fresnel just now.

"How is that possible! I used elementalization, if you don't want to die, just admit defeat now, I was merciful just now! Don't think you can win this victory by relying on your immortal body!"

Seeing Fresnel standing in place with his wounds covered and shouting, Cyril shook his head helplessly and sighed, without standing on the same position, Fresnel couldn't experience his pain at all.

The pain that was suffered by the beheading was not something that anyone who had not experienced it could guess or figure out at all, how could Fresnel's attack just now be called merciless.

Moreover, Cyril's own ability is not immortal, he can be decapitated and not die, but simply because there are too many evil muds in his body.

After three months of training with Cyril, even Bagh was amazed at his physical condition.

Although Cyril's magical talent is quite strong, his cultivation talent is also good, and he is also quite comprehendable in terms of melee moves.

However, his own willpower is not very tenacious, although it may be considered the middle and upper reaches of the profession of the same level, but compared to those professionals whose willpower is like steel, and cannot be defeated in any way, it is too far behind.

But with his half-willpower, coupled with his thin body, and the pitiful magic power that seemed weak, he was able to suppress the mud of sin that even a demigod-level powerhouse was amazed at.

In Bag's opinion, it is unimaginable that Cyril can still hold his will, the sin mud in his body has almost assimilated and devoured his body to some extent, and it is not an exaggeration to say that Cyril is now a puddle of sin in human form.

It was precisely because of this that the powerful immortality of the Sin Mud was revealed, not to mention Fresnel's level of attack, even if she was ten times stronger, it would be useless.

The current Cyril's immortality is ridiculously high, with his current strength, if he goes to the front of Diablo again, he doesn't have to worry, although he has absolutely no way to defeat Diablo, but even the power of Diablo's body can't kill the current Cyril.

Covering the wound on his body, Fresnel was a little surprised and thought, "What's going on? It's been so long, why hasn't the wound healed yet?"

Keenly aware of the embarrassment Fresnel is in now, Cyril chuckled a few times and said, "I advise you that it is better to admit defeat now." ”

Cyril's magic is already quite close to the mud of sin, and her magic itself has a strong corrosive ability, although Fresnel's elementalization is more skilled than Eleanor, but due to her own strength, it will be quite difficult for the wound to heal after being attacked and injured by Cyril's magic.

If she didn't hurry up to repair her body, when her magic power was exhausted and the wind elementalization was lifted, then more than a dozen large wounds would appear on her body in an instant, unless there was a legendary-level priest present, it was estimated that no one would be able to save her life.

Seeing that Fresnel shook his head very stubbornly, and had the idea of continuing to attack him, Cyril rushed out with a step on his feet.

Fresnel's strength, which had been corroded by his magic power, was completely incomparable to just now, and the severe pain caused by the corrosion caused his concentration to drop several times, and she couldn't even dodge Cyril's attack now.

In just a few rounds, she had several more wounds on her body that looked rather serious, and the wounds healed quite slowly.

The black liquid covered Cyril's left hand, and Cyril opened his left hand, which had turned into a black claw, and instantly pierced Fresnel's lower abdomen and smashed her into the ground.

Grabbing Fresnel's neck with one hand and lifting her up, Cyril brought his two sharp claws close to her eyes and said, "Give up! If I destroy your eyes and brain in an instant now, I won't be able to live with your current level of elementalization." ”

The pain in her body and Cyril's cold words finally broke the last shred of Fresnel's will, and she announced in a rather deep voice, "I...... I throw in the towel!"