CHAPTER XLIII

Methods of fighting

"Idiot, do you run away if you fight!?" Two hours passed, and Bellio finally couldn't sit still, and spat at Morey from afar.

A lazy donkey rolled and the wolf dodged a spear from the savage, and Morey got up and ran without saying a word!

Morey's head was bruised, how could he not want to kill the wild man in a domineering manner, the key is that direct fire bombs can't break through the defense at all, and compress a big one, although the power is enough, but there is a time when people are already close, at this time, if you can't escape in time Morey's best state is that the wild man held under his hands for ten seconds, and then was picked up to the sky like a rag.

Who wants to die if they can live, even if the wound can be restored immediately. Watching the tip of the spear leak out of his body again and again, that sense of horror almost made Morey's mind collapse! The pain was real! Fortunately, the wound only hurt for half a second, and the pain disappeared after repair, otherwise Morey would have begged for mercy.

However, Morey also had a stubbornness in his heart, although he was beaten, he still endured a word. There seemed to be a nameless fire burning in his eyes, and he couldn't beat it, and he couldn't beat it, begging for mercy? As soon as he thought of Bellaio's hateful face, a wave of fire surged up in Morey's heart, and then turned into a fireball and shot out! That bastard must be taking revenge on me!

Now it is relying on the tactics of Laipi to drag it all the time, and this time Morey has dragged it for half an hour. Relying on his speed in space, Morey released the fireball vigorously, suppressing the wild man from getting close, and only then did he get a little respite.

This savage has no contempt or carelessness at all, and he is going all out at all times, even if Morey wants to show weakness to make him relax, he can't do it, once he gets close and doesn't say a word, it's a spear, and he can't take advantage of it at all. Morey has thought it out in his heart, the level gap is there, and there is definitely no hope for hard work, so he can only use this method to protect himself.

The wild man rolled over and swung his spear to disperse the oncoming fireballs, but he didn't expect that there were five smaller ones, lined up under the cover of the front, and exploded in his face one by one. Although this force did not hurt him, it still made him fall to the ground in a wolf manner.

Even Morey himself didn't notice that he had become more and more proficient in the use of fire bombs, and under the pressure of death, his mental power had been squeezed to the limit. In the past, Morey would definitely feel uncomfortable releasing six firebombs at once, but he gradually got used to it a lot. Morey took the opportunity to run a few steps away while yelling at Bellio's shamelessness, and when the wildling roared again and rushed towards him, it was seven pieces in front of him!

"This kid, his instincts are really good, and he is making rapid progress. "Balio watched from afar, and only occasionally there was a gleam in his eyes. Although this wild man was killed by Morey at that time, it was clear to Bario that the strength of this thing was indeed much stronger than Morey.

Morey said that he was a civil servant author, which is indeed true, not that he could throw fire bombs and be considered a magician, after all, ordinary people carrying a big sword cannot be said to be a swordsman. Morey's wolf was expected, but to its surprise, Morey adapted so quickly, and the adjustment of his mentality was not so simple.

I remember that at the beginning, Morey would panic when he saw the wild man rushing over, let alone dodge, even the fire bombs were hurriedly shot, almost all of them were dodged, and they were often ended in an instant. But his mentality was stable and fast, and it didn't take long for him to start trying to force the opponent back with fire bullets, and his manipulation of fire bombs became more and more powerful, and he even began to show a good talent for prediction. Although they were all playing with caution, and they were still beaten everywhere, Morey had indeed lasted more than half an hour under the Savages.

"Hehe, it's not fun to play like this, why don't you add some ingredients to him?" Seeing that Morey's Lai Pilai was slipping more and more, Belio suddenly laughed twice, and shouted to Morey. "Boy, let you think about fighting, how to figure out how to be a ground mouse! Since you don't want to fight honestly, then don't blame the old man!"

"How could I have beaten it! I didn't squeak when I shouted at you before, but now I'm running out! I think you're just looking for an opportunity to abuse me, right!?" Morey couldn't help but roar. "Let me out!

But the next moment, Morey's face froze, because he was horrified to see the black smoke billowing behind the wild man, and there was an extra bag of short spears!

"Belio!!" Morey's screams rang out again.

Bellio nodded in satisfaction and was about to leave, but he heard Morey's roar and suddenly stopped. "How could I have beaten a second-order savage! I won't do it! I can't learn to fight, this is completely a one-sided abuse of me!" Morey was distracted and couldn't avoid it, and was knocked to the ground by a spear on the spot, but he still roared in grief. "You just did it on purpose! You know that with my strength, you can't kill him at all!"

Hearing Morey say this, Belio was stunned for a moment, and suddenly burst out laughing. Morey then noticed that the wild man had stopped, but he couldn't figure out what Belio was trying to do, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"You suspect me of manipulating you?"

Oh no, this old guy won't be mad, right?

Thinking of this, Morey couldn't help but regret a little, what if I got a Tia to fight me!, but Belio didn't seem to mean that, and stood in front of him in a flash.

"I know that you are just a little bit out of it, do you think that your realm is only a first-order, and there is no chance of winning in the face of this guy?"

"Does strength mean strength, naïve fellow! Don't even dare to have the idea of killing the other party, that is only the one who deserves to be killed!" Bellio's body suddenly condensed, and he turned to face the wild man, three patterns appearing on his left index finger, ring finger, and little finger. "Look, this is what you have now! It's so pitiful, I don't even know how to use my own skills!"

Morey immediately understood what Belio wanted to do, and immediately quickly took a few steps back and gave way to the open space.

"He really wants to use my strength to defeat that wild man, he can't be a trick, right?" Morey looked at Bario's figure suspiciously. If it deliberately controlled the wild man to release the water, Morey was confident that he would see it at the first time. As Morey retreated into the distance, the savage's eyes flashed, and a short spear had already gone straight to the door of Bellio's face, extremely ruthless! Seeing this throw, Morey was shocked in his heart, he had just tried it, and he directly pierced through Morey's three fireballs, and he was so cold and unambiguous, how could he not be deeply impressed!

Morey almost blurted out a word of caution, but saw Belio's index finger light up, and he threw a fire bomb with a flick of his hand. The power of the short spear was enough to break through three such fireballs, but instead of blocking it head-on, it only broke its direction, and immediately blew it off the spot, and finally stuck diagonally at Bario's feet!

Morey thought about it and was ashamed to find that he should be able to do it.

I thought that Belio also wanted to fight a war of attrition, but to Morey's surprise, instead of running, Belio pulled out a short spear and faced it head-on! Seeing this, the savage was also furious, and immediately brandished his spear and speared, and Balio did not panic, six fire bombs surrounded in a circle, quietly floating in front of its chest like a shield.

"No, firebombs can't stop the wildlings!" But Morey didn't remind Berio, just sat back and watched the joke. The spear had already swung above Balio's head, and Morey was even halfway through his mouth, he wanted to see Balio beaten once, and it was better to beat him harder to relieve his anger.

But Balio laughed strangely, and the vortex technique on his little finger suddenly lit up, and he raised his hand and twisted in front of him! In Morey's incredulous gaze, the six fireballs suddenly formed a vortex, swinging the spear high and rolling it in! And the wild man couldn't stop it, and crashed into the whirlpool, screaming and spinning!

Can you still use vortex like this?!

Morey's mouth was ready to stuff a duck egg at this point! He never even thought that the vortex technique could work on anything other than water! How powerful the vortex technique was! Even without water as a medium, the force was still enough to roll the wild man into a helpless position! The slightest flame kept burning the wild man's body, although it couldn't hurt him, but it also made him unable to fight back.

"What? I said you wouldn't use it, are you wrong?" Bellio even had time to laugh at Morey, his left hand already raising the short spear.

It wasn't that Morey hadn't thought about melee combat at first, but the wild man couldn't even hit a fire bullet, let alone his strength. But looking at the way Bellio looked, he actually wanted to stab the wild man with a short spear?

Really!

In Morey's shocked gaze, the hideous pattern on the ring finger actually lit up slightly!

Hands up!

The wild man was pinned to the ground with a 'poof', struggled twice, and then dissipated into black smoke. Belio smiled, and with a force of his left hand, he actually broke the wooden spear into two pieces!

What kind of strange power is this?!!

"What's this! It's not my job, Bellio, don't fool me!" Morey cried out in displeasure.

Bario shook his head, and the remaining half of the spear was picked up by Bario.

Morey was thinking blankly, but he didn't expect that Berio suddenly struck out and poked his spear fiercely! I only heard the sound of 'bang'! Morey was shocked to see that the tip of the spear pierced his left hand, but it was like a clash of gold and iron, and even a dazzling spark was struck!