Chapter Twenty-Five: Duel
At the last moment, Sean put back his right-handed sword in time, and the tip of the sword was facing down in front of him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
The huge fist slammed into the sword, and Sean only felt a strong force crashing straight into him, and the whole person was knocked upside down by this blow, and fell on his back.
"Whew~Whew~"
Fabian bent over his knees and gasped uncontrollably, and after throwing this punch, his whole body was almost out of strength, and his left arm, which was swollen like a bear, slowly shrank and returned to the thickness of a normal person.
His family has inherited a set of spells, a type of blessed magic that allows a certain part of the caster's body to quickly gain incredible power.
Fabian is used to his left hand, so he casts spells on his left arm, and when he throws a punch, even a bison will be knocked down in an instant.
He didn't have enough, and spent a lot of money to find the dwarven forger master under the Thor Mountains to create a dragon steel glove covered with spikes.
With tremendous strength and strong dragon steel, Fabian, who was full of self-confidence, once thought that even if there was a dragon scale in front of him, he would be punched through.
But the ideal is very plump, but the reality is very skinny.
Fabian was depressed to find that not to mention the dragon scales, the blow he swung with all his strength did not even shatter Sean's purple long sword, but only flew the opponent far away, and he himself was almost exhausted, and could only watch Sean fall to the ground, unable to rush up immediately to attack.
However, there is no need for him to attack at this time, Sean is alone, and Fabian has teammates.
Just as Sean fell to the ground, the sound of a sharp blade breaking through the air was immediately heard in front of him
Talon rushed over to pick up the bargain.
When Sean jumped out just now, Fabian and other people who knew him only slowed down slightly, after all, the influence of fearlessness was still there, but Talon was completely stopped.
The battle at the tavern had left too much shadow on Talon.
He still feels like he's cold in his crotch.
The fear of Sean's elusiveness and swordsmanship and indestructible blades made him stay away from Sean just now, and he didn't join the battle circle at all.
In front of the root of life, what is fearless, safety first!
But not daring to fight doesn't mean he doesn't want to fight, he hates Sean more than anyone else.
The big sword made with a lot of money has become a scrap, and he was still in front of his companions by the knife against the doppelganger and didn't dare to move, if it wasn't for the bald head shouting that voice to relieve him, he might really be incontinent on the spot.
The dignity of the deputy captain of the dignified Blood Bat Mercenary Regiment was brutally trampled on again and again by this hairy boy.
If he hadn't been able to fight, he would have come to the door to seek revenge.
Fortunately, the captain's blow created an opportunity for him, and now the kid fell on his back, and he had no time to take care of the surroundings, so he didn't even want the tower shield at this time, and rushed over, swinging his sword and slashing at Sean on the ground.
Let me be embarrassed, ruin my innocent reputation, and see that I don't want your life!
The sword was full of Talon's anger and grievances, and it slashed down with the sound of the wind. Seeing that the other party had not yet gotten up and did not have any protective gear in his hand, this sword was very likely to succeed, and Fabian, who was panting in the back and observing the battle situation, had already clenched his fists nervously.
But at this moment, a clear blue vapor diffused in front of Sean's body, and Talon's sword could not be slashed in front of him, and he could no longer break through even the slightest downward.
Talon only felt a heavy feeling of stagnation coming from his hand, and the blade of the sword seemed to be trapped in a sticky fish gelatin, and he couldn't cut it anymore despite his milking strength, but the cloud of water vapor rose upward, and Tallon was immediately swept away by a strange force, causing him to almost stumble.
Fabian almost looked stupid.
He was holding his knees with both hands and just gasping for breath, when he saw a blue water shield suddenly appear on Sean's left hand, blocking Talon's full force at the last moment, and then like a real shield, he pushed Talon, who was as thick as a brown bear, apart.
This kid is actually a magic swordsman who can play water magic?
But I have been crisscrossing the northern territory for so many years, and I have met many mages and magic swordsmen, and I have never seen anyone's water shield look like this, it is like sticking to your hand, and it can still move at will.
It's really weird that happens every year, and there are a lot of them today.
I don't know where I got a repeater, and a purple sword that is both sharp and strong, and now there is an inexplicable water magic shield, how many good things does this kid have?
It's just better than me to fight, and I'm not the first swordsman in the empire, I endure it.
It's just more cunning than me, maybe you kid was born with a high IQ, I bear it.
It's just better equipped than me, who hasn't had a good father and has an adventure, I endure it.
But you are even more handsome than me, it makes no sense!
Fabian thought angrily as he gritted his back molars as he looked behind him, wondering why the only mage on the team had been delaying his move after letting Fearless go.
was shot under the ribs by an all-iron crossbow arrow at close range, even if he wore armor, even if he was blocked by himself, it is estimated that the mage's injury would not be light. But since you can cast Fearless, it shouldn't be a big deal to add another healing spell to yourself, and you should be able to free up your hands now.
The current battle situation is extremely unfavorable, he has not completely recovered from the mana backlash, he can't fight for the time being, and the ability of Taloon and the others is limited, so he can't be of great use.
And the stinky boy looked like nothing was wrong after being punched with all his might, and he got up and patted the dirt and jumped around, and he was still holding a magic shield that he got out of nowhere. If the mage doesn't make a move, all of his people will definitely die here.
But it doesn't matter if he doesn't look at it, he can't help but shake his hand when he glances at it.
I saw the mage bent over the cart in which he had just hidden, his face down motionless, with an arrow stuck in his neck, which had already pierced, and blood gushed out from the shaft of the arrow.
Next to the mage stood a little girl, with large black pigtails hanging down in front of her, holding a bow to herself.
Fabian immediately fell to his stomach with his head in his hands.
Then a strong wind swept over his head, and with a pop slammed into the chest of one of the mercenaries, stirring up a puddle of blood.
It's dangerous!
The sense of crisis trained by years of mercenary career saved him, allowing him to dodge this fatal arrow in the slightest.
But before he could stand up, another strong wind swept overhead, and a series of strange screams immediately came from behind him.
He looked back and saw a long arrow with white tail feathers shot from behind Talon, who had just been staggered by Sean's water shield, and was piercing between his hips.
"Yaa
The giant man, who was as strong as a brown bear, let out a shrill wail like a little girl, and as he screamed, he reached behind him to grasp the shaft of the arrow that was shaking in his hips.
Just then, the third arrow arrived.