Zachary's fixed routine is very powerful, even if it can't be said to be invincible, but it's definitely not something that a fighter of Yates' level can figure out how to crack it.

So even if Zachary has played the same routine for several rounds, Yates still has no way to solve it, and he can't think of a way to crack it.

But there are many factors that determine the outcome of a battle.

Although Xhachary was invincible and could make up for his lack of strength and speed compared to Yates, he was injured first from the start, not to mention that it was not an inconsequential wound.

As the battle dragged on, and Zachary exercised violently, more and more blood flowed from the wound under his ribs, and several pools of blood had accumulated near where he was standing.

Zachary's face became more and more pale and ugly, his strength became weaker and weaker with the loss of blood, and his movements became more and more weak.

If it drags on like this, he will definitely lose, which is why Yates is not in a hurry to attack, but mainly defensive.

In fact, Yates has already done this.

He had tried several times to use his weapon to send Zachary's sword flying, and though he had been unsuccessful, he could clearly feel the different power feedback several times—that power feedback was getting weaker and weaker.

It's almost there.

When Yates got the news, he kept his lesson in mind and still didn't risk attacking, but defended more solidly and fought more actively. In the face of Yates's way of dealing with it, Zachary's situation is even more difficult, it can be said that he is only relying on exquisite swordsmanship to do the last hard support, like a big tree swaying left and right in a storm, as the storm progresses, its fall is inevitable.

Norman saw this, observed the position of Yates and Zachary again, and suddenly opened his mouth and made a sound.

"Drink!hahhh......hh

Norman's voice was quite loud, and the sudden sound startled Jacob next to him, and he looked at him unconsciously, his eyes were puzzled, and he didn't know what he was doing, but after looking around again, Jacob seemed to understand a little.

The slaves around him were dancing in place with their weapons.

With Jacob's eyes, after looking at it twice, he basically saw that these slaves were the same as Nazakari, their movements seemed to be some kind of fixed routine movements, with a coherent movement trajectory!

Does this mean that these slaves have mastered that magical method of combat, just like Zachary?

The answer is basically yes, because Jacob thought of the previous Haryat: looking at Jacob's current thinking, he found that Haryat was also highly similar to Zachary in the battle just now, both mastered a certain fixed routine, and won the battle with this magical battle mode!

Khariat and Zachary will have that magical method of fighting, and so will the remaining slaves, so it seems logical.

People often make unconscious noises and meaningless sounds during strenuous exercise, but those slaves did not make a sound when they practiced those fixed routines, and Norman's voice now speaks in their place. And I don't know if it's a coincidence, every time Norman makes a sound, he will get stuck in the transition node of these slaves' movements, and there is no sense of disobedience, if you only look at those slaves, you really have to wonder if these sounds are made by themselves.

This made Jacob laugh and cry.

He really didn't understand the point of Norman doing this, fox and tiger?

It's kind of boring.

Yates, who was getting less and less stressed, also heard the sound here, which made his now sensitive nerves unconsciously glance over here, and suddenly saw the slaves who were sharpening their guns and practicing their respective divine skills, which shocked his heart.

As an insider, he was all too familiar with this mode of combat, and he could see at a glance that the slaves had mastered that magical combat method just like the human in front of him, which made his joy of imminent victory a little less.

He was lucky this time, he took advantage of the opponent's carelessness to hurt the opponent at the beginning, and then continued to expand the advantage with the difference in strength, speed and combat experience, so he was about to win, but the next two people on their side did not have the same luck as him.

His two companions, Yates, knew very well that they were not as strong as they were. If the few remaining opponents on the other side had the strength and speed of the human in front of him, coupled with that magical fighting style, he believed that the chances of his two companions winning would be slim.

This realization cast a shadow over the joy of victory in Yates' heart......

"Wow!"

Norman's ghost screams have not stopped, and he is still dubbing the slaves who practice magic skills, but this one is particularly louder, and this sudden increase also makes Yates subconsciously take the time to glance at him, and then Yates sees a pair of eyes.

Unlike Norman's passionate ghost cry, his eyes were particularly calm, like a calm lake, but this calm lake was not monotonous, on the contrary, there were too many things hidden in this lake.

It was the first time Yates had seen a pair of eyes that contained such complex emotions, so complex that he couldn't even fully discern all the meanings in them, and for a moment he only felt that the meaning was far away. However, Zachary stabbed with a sword, which made Yates not have time to think about it anymore, and he threw himself back into the battle in front of him.

The battle dragged on for so long that Demps had slipped back into the carriage unnoticed, burying his head under the seat and pouting and shivering without anyone knowing, and Zachary had been exercising vigorously for so long, and his strength was getting smaller and smaller, and finally the key point of the battle came.

Zachary stabbed out again according to his routine, and Yates blocked it with a cross and picked it hard.

This had been the case several times in their fights, the first time Zachary had used his miraculous routines to shift the sword to another place through a strange trajectory, but this time it had changed.

Under Yates's square, Zachary's sword could no longer be held this time, and he took it out of his hand and was flying!

The two of them in the battle were stunned, Yates reacted faster, and it was too late to adjust his posture, so he directly stabbed Zachary in the chest with the end of the dung fork!

All of Zachary's combat actions were done through that sword, and now that the sword was out of his hand, this rookie was at a loss for a while, and because of his current physical reasons, he didn't have time to make any effective response, so he was hit in the chest firmly by Yates.

Under the vigorous stab, this blow directly pushed Zachary to the ground, and Zachary's sword that was flying finally fell to the ground at this time, and happened to land on a stone, making a crisp "clanging" sound.

Yates has much more combat experience than these rookies, he is not like these rookies, he doesn't know what he should do next when he sees others falling, but he takes a step forward directly without thinking about it, and his right hand deftly turns, adjusts the top of the dung fork, and stabs Zachary condescendingly with a fork!

This abrupt change on the field caused everyone present to hold their breath and stare at the place without blinking.

As a client, Zachary fell to the ground and looked at the dung fork that was coming towards him like a meteor, his eyes frightened and desperate.

Some of the old and weak widows in the human team had subconsciously closed their eyes, and they couldn't bear to see this bloody scene.

But what everyone expected didn't happen.

Yates' dung fork came to an abrupt halt above Zachary's body, its sharp tip at most a fist away from Zachary's chest.

Yates condescended, staring silently at the human in front of him.

According to the rules proposed by Norman in advance, the focus of his battle with Varus was indeed to see which side could cause fewer casualties, but now that Varus's side had lost, Yates could kill people without thinking about it anymore.

Yates really thought so, and he also made up his mind that once he won, he would definitely kill this human race, on the one hand, to cheer up his companions who would fight next, and on the other hand, to weaken the strength of the human team in front of him, if they still have any ideas about this human team in the future, they will encounter less resistance.

But he changed his mind at the end of the day, because he suddenly thought of Norman's eyes.

He suddenly understood what the old god who claimed to be like the vast stars meant by the complicated eyes of the old god.

If you keep your hands, I will be merciful, if you are hot, blood debts will be repaid.

That's the message Yates read from those eyes.

He thinks it's very possible.

Even if the self-proclaimed old god envoy didn't take the initiative to speak up and saw his companion killed in front of him, the next two humans would be angry, and once they won the competition, they would most likely show no mercy and directly kill their opponents, that is, their two companions.

Therefore, Yates did not stab this fork in the end, because he saw the strength of these shriveled and emaciated humans with his own eyes, and he really did not have much confidence in the next competition of his two companions.

It would have been easy for him to kill the human in front of him, but it would not have done him any good, but it might have cost him the lives of his two companions.

It's not a good deal.

Click!

An inaudible sound rang out between the two men in the confrontation, the sound of blood dripping from the spikes of Yates' dung fork onto Zachary's chest.

Then the sharp tip of the dung fork gradually raised, farther and farther away from Xhachary's chest.

Eventually, Yates retracted the fork, put it in his hand, and said to Zachary "You lost", but his eyes turned to look at Norman in the distance.

Norman nodded to him slightly, then stopped looking at Yates, and said loudly, "We lost this game," and then ordered the people around him, "Go and pull him back." ”

Dyrick and Haryart, the two who had already been in the fight, were not going to do anything, they were just leisurely, and they were also watching the battle nervously just now.

Seeing Zachary in distress, they were very nervous, worried about their companion, and when they saw that Yates did not kill him, they were relieved, and they were glad that Zachary had escaped death, and when they heard Norman's words, they hurriedly stepped forward to carry Zachary back.

At the end of this first battle, the emotions of the people present obviously began to fluctuate in different ways, and a sad and suppressed mood began to reappear and permeate the human ranks, but Norman was unaffected, and the old god was looking at the other side.

On Yates' side, several people led by Yates gathered around, discussing non-stop, not knowing what they were talking about, and they didn't stand up for a long time to announce the start of the second game.

That Yates was probably sharing his combat experience with his companions, and perhaps with a response he had conceived for this style of combat.

Norman guessed in his heart, but he didn't worry about it: if it was so easy for these stupid mud-legged hillbillies to think of a way to crack it, the Knights Templar wouldn't be so coaxing and mysterious, and just go home and sell sweet potatoes.

After "discussing" for a while, they finally stopped and sent the next contestant.

Norman glanced at the man and casually named him directly, "Monroe, you go." ”

After speaking, he began to look around at the scenery with a pair of hands behind his back, and he didn't want to watch the next competition.

The people on Yates' side, though not as provoked by him to show their fighting characteristics as the people on Varus's side, knew much more about them - they had all participated in the night attack that night. The detailed battle data recorded by the Templars was enough to build a complete data model for them, thoroughly analyze their combat characteristics, and naturally make it easier for Norman to find opponents who were relatively more effective in restraining them.

And the development of things is indeed as Norman expected, Monroe learned the lesson of Zachary just now, did not dare to underestimate the enemy, cautious against the enemy, and used "Nine Sword Methods to Flip Loneliness" to successfully win. There were no surprises in the final tiebreaker, and under the "Gun Method of Setting Fire to the Prairie" by the slave who got the "True Legend" of the Great Knight, his opponent struggled to support him for a while, but in the end he was defeated and defeated.

At this point, the contest proposed by Norman was finally over.

It stands to reason that the two alien teams should keep their promise and leave, and the humans should also cheer and celebrate for escaping the catastrophe, but the strange thing is that although the humans are all very happy, they also have a haze in their eyes that cannot be hidden, and a pair of eyes look at the alien teams on both sides from time to time, and none of them cheered loudly, and worry was written on their faces.

Obviously, they were all worried that these two alien teams would really keep their promise and just leave?

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