Chapter 22 Goal Accomplished?
"Okay! I'll see if you Holy Light Knights are soft eggs or not!"
Successfully angered by Xia Yu, a Bright Crusader soldier directly took off his shirt, and after spitting saliva, he roared and ran towards Xia Yu, and Xia Yu's soul spied over.
Life: 17
Energy: 29
Soul: 1
Although among the Knights of Light, this kind of strength is also considered good, the strongest Mochado in the Xia Yu team except for Xia Yu is only slightly stronger than this, Amogler is barely on par with it, and Jill and Itai are even inferior to him, but in the Light Crusade, this strength is only average.
In front of Xia Yu at this time, this kind of power is obviously not enough.
"Ah......h
This Bright Crusader warrior screamed and ran towards the panting Xia Yu, and when he was only a dozen meters away from him, Xia Yu suddenly lifted his breath and also crashed towards the other party.
"you!"
Boom!
The Bright Crusader only felt as if he had been hit head-on by a carriage, and after his brain went blank for a moment, he involuntarily flew out upside down, and after falling to the ground in a trance, he kept gasping for breath, trying to return his hard-hit heart to normal, but then with a "bang", a pair of thick and powerful arms hammered into his chest, and then kicked in the head.
The Bright Crusade warrior fainted completely.
Speaking of which, when the hairy monster bullied Lei Luo and his group of five last year, it was the same, and the gap between the two sides was even greater.
"Accept my wrath!"
Another guy rushed over, and after a few strokes, he was knocked out by Xia Yu's hammer and fell to the ground unconscious.
In this way, after overturning four Light Crusader soldiers in a row, Xia Yu panted and held on to the trunk of the tree, and said arrogantly: "Are they just a group of weak chickens?
At this time, the long-haired monster who was first knocked out by Xia Yu slowly woke up, holding his headache and struggling to sit up.
"Fall for me!"
Before he could figure out the situation in front of him, this guy was kicked and fainted by Xia Yu again.
There was a commotion on the side of the Bright Crusade, and more and more people gathered here from all directions, and after a look, almost half of the personnel of this winter field training had gathered here, whether it was the Bright Crusade or the Holy Light Knights, both sides could no longer let go.
"Is there no one to bully us, the Bright Crusade!"
Xia Yu looked at the person who came, and it was the Bright Crusader country-faced soldier who he met yesterday next to the corpse that had fallen from his foot.
One meter seventy-five tall, but the body is extremely solid, the physique is the same as the long-haired monster, but the energy attribute is 1 point higher than the long-haired monster, at this moment, like a wild bull, rushing towards Xia Yu.
If you are fighting with weapons, the Dou Qi or the power of the Holy Light that determines the explosive power of this world may be more decisive than the strength, but in the absence of weapons, there is no doubt that the suppression of power can not be compensated for by a few limited energies.
Although he had already consumed a lot of physical strength, Xia Yu didn't care.
At this moment, the contradictory confrontation between the Light Crusade and the Holy Light Knight has been provoked by himself, no matter whether his puppet wins or loses, the final result is already a perfect victory!
Still taking small steps, Xia Yu gritted his teeth, let go of everything, and with a "bang", the two bumped together.
Woo......
The huge impact from the body, Xia Yu and the man with the Chinese character face both staggered back involuntarily, and their faces were very embarrassed.
Experiencing the power of Xia Yu firsthand, this man with a Chinese character face finally knew why the long-haired monster was directly knocked out when he collided with Xia Yu for the first time.
This guy's physique is simply amazing!
Shaking his dizzy head, Xia Yu found that he was already sitting on the ground, and the physical strength of continuous combat was not small, the average combat power of these Light Crusade Soldiers was indeed much stronger than that of the Holy Light Knight.
The short-faced man with the national character was also standing up from the ground, his fighting spirit forming a layer of air distortion ripples on the surface, showing a fierce and violent look on his face, and every step made the snowflakes fly around the footprints.
After Xia Yu stood still, he gathered the last of the Holy Light power, and also rushed towards the other party, roaring, "For the glory of the Holy Light Knight!"
A good sentence for the glory of the Knight of Light!
For the bewitching devil, the next performance is purely emotional, seeing that he is desperate for the so-called glory of the Holy Light Knights, swearing to defend to the death, arousing the so-called glory of the Holy Light Knights, why don't you go to protect the glory of the knights with Lei Luo?
It's you going back and forth again, Xia Yu, who was already blue and swollen in the nose, filled in new injuries, the bruises spread, and his eyes were so swollen that he almost couldn't open them, but he also brought an amazing blow to the other party.
The power suppression and anti-blow ability brought by the high physique are indeed much stronger than the power of the Holy Light or the fighting spirit during hand-to-hand combat.
This time, the hand-to-hand combat between the two sides lasted a full five minutes.
In the snow, Xia Yu rode on the body of the Bright Crusader country-faced warrior, hammering the opponent with one punch after another, and the other party was also fighting back, but the fists of both sides looked so weak and exhausted to the limit.
"Lei Luo, come on, him!"
"Lei Luo, don't show mercy!"
On one side was the shouting roar of the Knights of Light, and on the other side was the shouts of the Light Crusade.
"Why did the Bright Crusade come out with such a sissy like you, don't you have a woman in your family?"
"Why did you run out of a soft-footed shrimp again, and you lost the face of the Bright Crusade!"
Compared to the Knights of Light, the Light Crusade are civilians and have no background, so they have no scruples about cursing.
Even if the people on the side of the Holy Light Knight lose, I'm afraid no one dares to curse like this, maybe the two Holy Light Knights don't know each other, but their relatives must also be familiar with each other, if they are investigated, they will definitely be embarrassed.
In this way, the Knights of Light are more united and can form an alliance in a short period of time.
Finally, the Bright Crusader warrior who was pressed by Xia Yu completely lost his strength to fight back, and gave up the struggle while wheezing, Xia Yu really had no strength, only felt the echo of the "buzzing" in his ears, the sky was spinning, as if he had reached his limit, and vaguely seemed to hear someone roaring, Xia Yu staggered and stood up before he could react, and his body was rushed away by the huge impact force.
Belch?
Is it an attack from the Bright Crusade, this is already a sneak attack, right?
I could faintly hear some angry curses, a mess, it should be the roar of the Holy Light Knight's side, right?
After Xia Yu fell to the ground with a "bang", he was so tired, every cell was gasping, and the burden of long-term activation of the power of the Holy Light had made this body reach its limit.
Dizzy, limb weak, and then boundless darkness hits.
Temporarily losing the control of this string puppet, the dark smoke in his body, the bewitching devil showed a grim smile.
"Good sneak attack!"
Such a sneak attack by the Bright Crusade Army, for the bewitching devil, is almost equivalent to bringing chaos to the winter field training completely, and in the future, you only need to bewitch yourself properly, and it is impossible for this winter field training to avoid death.
Chaos will be the beginning of hatred, and hatred will be the beginning of death.
With the wonderful fantasy of harvesting souls, the bewitching devil temporarily lost his perception of the outside world because of the "fainting charge" of the string puppet.