Daron's face turned pale, and his face was slightly distorted. The hard stone layer that emerged from the soles www.biquge.info of his feet slowly climbed up his ankles and firmly bound his feet to the ground.

Two sand snakes wrapped around their arms were biting Talon's wrists, pulling him forward with extraordinary force.

Because Darlon's feet were now fixed, he had to lean back desperately to counteract the tendency to rush forward. But the pain in my arm intensified, and the joints rattled like gears that were about to break.

"Why, do you want to beg me for mercy?" said Arato, who was manipulating the Sand Serpent.

Daron didn't answer, he was concentrating on his strength with the Sand Serpent. He concentrated all his strength on the hand that held the greatsword, and although it was laborious, he did bring his two wrists closer to each other.

"You should thank me. Arato's chin lifted arrogantly and said proudly, "Because I helped you deal with that archer, you were able to skip her and duel me." ”

Without saying a word, Daron raised his eyes and looked straight back at Arato.

"But that archer is too weak, and the weak are not qualified to survive in this world. Arato's magic twitched the ten fingers, and the fangs of the two sand snakes condensed with even more powerful force, parting Daron's hands that were gradually drawing together.

"The weak?" asked Darlon, "what kind of person is considered weak?"

"Don't you need to ask, this world speaks by strength, and those with poor strength are weak. Arato said with a sinister grin, his blood-red eyes glowing with a menacing light.

"Strength? But it's just a partial thing. Daron slowly brought his wrists closer to the middle again, and said with a bright eye, "Valrhona came to this competition with a very strong conviction. I don't think that people with such strong beliefs can be weak. ”

"Faith alone is worth a fart!" Arato's shrill mocking voice, "no matter how strong her faith is, she will not be trampled under Lao Tzu's feet in the end." This world is very realistic, when you become stronger, others will fear you and fear you, and the weak only deserve to live under the knees of the strong. ”

"But I respect Valrhona. Daron and Arato's eyes met and smiled.

"What did you say?" said Arato, frowning in some confusion.

"I respect the archer who was defeated by you, because she did not flinch in the face of a strong enemy like you, but did her best, and such a person deserves my respect. ”

"So what? She didn't lose in the end. ”

"In terms of strength, she lost to you, but in terms of momentum she outperformed you several times. As you said, a strong man may be in awe and fear in exchange for others, but not in exchange for people's respect for him. ”

"I don't need this kind of thing, as long as people are afraid of me, afraid of me, that's enough. ”

"Hehe!" said Daron with a chuckle, "Respect builds bonds between people, but fear only alienates others from you." If I'm right, you don't have any friends, Arato. ”

Arato's mouth suddenly fell silent, the corners of his mouth twitching, as if he had been hit in the spot.

"Valrhona earned my respect for her unwavering faith, and now she is my friend. And you, Arato, though you won Valrhona, you got nothing. ”

“...... Shut up. Arato's face was gloomy and he looked a little embarrassed.

"It's the weak person you talk about, but it seems that you get what the strong person can't get. The corners of Daron's mouth were crooked, and he looked directly at Arato, and at the same time, the two wrists were unconsciously leaning together.

"I'll stop me!" Arato's mad roar as the thread of magic connected to his fingers manipulated the two sand snakes, biting Daron's wrist and dragging him forward.

Daron was prepared for this, and with a flexible turn of his wrist holding the big sword, the whole big sword circled around his hand and cut off the two snake heads wrapped around his wrist, and then, Daron quickly poked the stone armor that tied his legs and feet with his big sword, and rushed forward before Arato could react.

Arato, who remained stunned, watched Daron's sword come at him, he didn't expect Daron to suddenly break free at this time.

It was probably the only gap that Ararto had exposed since the start of the match, and seizing the opportunity, Daron clenched his weapon tightly, determined to deliver the fatal blow to Arato.

The greatsword slammed into Arato's chest from the bottom up with the force of slicing through the wind resistance, and the latter's pupils gradually condensed, and the shape of his mouth changed rapidly.

"It's too late to sing!" Daron shouted angrily, and a whirlwind slashed at his opponent with a whirlwind of swords.

From the perspective of the spectators in the stands, Arato was directly attacked by Daron head-on, and for a moment blood gushed out, and the whole person flew backwards.

But......

"Uhhh

Bright red blood dripped from his abdomen, and a stone spear burst out of the ground at some point pierced Daron's body.

"Damn, it's ...... What a quick chant......"

A bloodshot trickle ran from the corner of his mouth, and Daron plunged his sword into the ground with both hands to support his crumbling body, adjusting the pace of his breathing as he looked up at Arato, who was lying on his back and lying on the ground, as he lay motionless like a dead man.

"Did you win?" said Daron to himself in a very uncertain tone.

The audience fell silent, and even the host did not dare to come up to the stage to confirm Arato's situation. After a while, when the host finally seemed to be unable to bear his feet and moved, Arato's fingers suddenly trembled.

"Whoa...... Is it too shallow?!"

Daron originally planned to give his opponent a heavy blow that he couldn't get up again, but it seems that because Arato magically chanted a spell in a very short period of time, which seriously injured Daron, his strength and crosshairs were deviated to a certain extent when he attacked.

Daron picked up his greatsword and slashed at the pillar below his abdomen, the spear splitting in two and dissipating into air as it was split in two. Daron had a red-black piercing in his stomach, and blood was bubbling out.

"Daron ......" Alicia watched the situation anxiously on the field, and kept tapping her teeth with her knuckles.

"The injury is very serious, if it is not treated...... "Melula looked at Daron clutching his abdomen and panting, and really wanted to go straight to the stage to help him apply healing magic.

Arato's position was on his back, his right hand straight into the air, and he muttered the words.

A vortex of black dust began to slowly take shape above the platform, and the center of the vortex seemed to swallow up all the light around it, pulling the brightness of the entire arena to the dimness of night. You can faintly glimpse the phenomenon of lightning and thunder in the center of the whirlpool, and it is pitch black, which is the most pure darkness.

"It's a 'black hole'! Oh my God, it's crazy to use such dangerous magic here!"

This should be the first time Alicia has seen Melus lose her temper like this, she stood up directly from her seat, folded her hands forward, and began to chant.

Soon, a water-attribute shield unfolded like a film, enveloping a small area of people inside.

"What is this?!" The audience on the stage was attracted by the thrilling scene in the playing field, and while noticing that they were unknowingly wrapped in a film of water, they all let out sounds of surprise and doubt.

Ignoring the noise around her, Melus continued to chant to reinforce the protective shield.

Daron looked up from the platform, and from his vantage point, the massive cloud vortex was above his head, and the darkness in the center of the vortex was endless, as if he could be sucked in at any moment if he stared at it.

Daron covered the wound in his abdomen with his left hand and his greatsword in his right hand, gritting his teeth and striding forward, but the suction from the whirlpool made him have to stomp on the floor, or he would be sucked into the deep darkness if he was not careful.

Kyrloa was sitting on the ground somewhere near the outer wall of the arena, his eyes closed, his mouth silently chanting incantations, and a magical array of light slowly taking shape under his knees.

In the stands, Meluvia's water magic shield had enveloped the entire area on their side, but Melus continued to chant incantations, desperately expanding the shield because she wanted to protect as many people as possible, and beads of sweat were already forming on her forehead from overconcentration.

Alicia looked at the huge magic cover, and also sensed in her heart how dangerous the magic released by Arato, she stood up at once, her eyes anxiously looking in the direction of Daron, thousands of thoughts intertwined, leaving her confused.

"Where are you, Kyloa!" Alicia cried out in her heart, her voice tangible, piercing the thick walls of the arena to where Kyloa, who was sitting in a corner outside the wall and chanting intently.

Suddenly, Kylloa's closed eyes suddenly opened, and a powerful voice spat out of his mouth:

"Creation!"

(Because I didn't change yesterday.,I wanted to have two changes today.,But because I'm too busy, I don't have time.,The one that was lost yesterday will be made up later.,I promise.") Thanks to those friends who didn't cancel the collection because I broke the day ^^)