On the battlefield, the two were not far apart, standing solemnly and facing each other. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"I didn't expect my opponent to be you!" Yasmin pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled coldly, "Originally, I thought it was probably going to be against Miss Weiss's noble delicate girl, and I was still worried about how to show mercy to my subordinates~!"

"I didn't expect my opponent to be you. Vokal didn't smile, "If I could, I wouldn't have to deal with you." I don't want to fight against women. No man wants to. But you just came in the first place......"

"Oh?" Yasmin looked interested, "So, you're locked in the first position?"

"Yes, no matter who the opponent is, I'm going to be the first to fight!" and then ......" Vokal said seriously, "knock him out!"

Yasmin disagreed, and said coldly: "Not bad~!

Vokal shook his head with a calm face: "There is no self-confidence!

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On the sidelines, in the waiting room of the First National Defense Force in the West, Ferreira and Feminion Jr. stood behind the iron fence together, watching the situation in the field with cold eyes.

"How's that?" said Femien suddenly, "no problem, right?"

"What's the problem?" Ferreira didn't turn his head.

"Look at that guy's equipment," Feminion pointed with his sleeve, "Hey! People are prepared! Tsk, colorful and shining, as if others don't know that it is a whole set of priceless high-grade magic equipment! Hmph, Thurman's old turtle is really willing, this time he is afraid that his private treasury is completely open and let him choose!"

"So what?" Ferreira continued, not turning his head.

"Great equipment does make a huge difference. Feminen said with a frown.

"It depends on who is using it," Ferreira finally turned her head, a disdainful sneer on her face, "Is that Volkal an intermediate or a high-level swordsman?, whatever! A scumbag! At best, it's just a watchdog that Thurman kept specially raised! It's okay to bark twice! Let it bite? It doesn't believe it has that ability! Don't compare Yasmin to a watchdog! That's an insult to her! Even if it's just rank, it's at least a few levels behind! The watchdog is just a watchdog, and wearing such a good set of equipment, the sky is just a little bit to narrow the crushing gap....."

He clasped his hands and shook his head: "Crescent Moon City is really empty! It's ridiculous that this kind of goods dare to come up and participate in the 'Glory Showdown'!"

"So, is it a win?" said Femien, who said indifferently, "very well." In this way, I can go back to it 'with peace of mind'. I still prefer to look at the embarrassed looks on the faces of the people on the high platform rather than the bloody fights on the battlefield - especially Thurman's!"

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In the box, Frank climbed the fence, his eyes fixed on Vokal on the battlefield.

Suddenly, he turned to the side and asked, "Derotan, how about the set of equipment that Uncle Vokar chose?"

"How?" said Derotan, who was stunned for a moment, and then replied straightly, "Very good! ”

"Armor Master Hayward?"

"That's right, isn't that half-length armor on Volkar's brainchild 'The Power of the Torrent'? Speaking of which, there is a little story about the manufacture of this armor......

"I'm not here to hear the story," Frank interrupted, "isn't this armor amazing?"

"Of course, it can provide very good defenses! Solid and flexible......"

"What about the other equipment, is it just as powerful?"

"Yes, I must say, Vokal has picked out a very good outfit!"

"So...... Uncle Vokal ...... Is it possible...... Surprise something?" asked Frank expectantly.

"Well, I don't know!" replied Drotan flatly.

"I don't know, what's the answer," Frank rolled his eyes, "yes or no, just give one of them......

"I'm telling the truth," replied Drotan, "I don't understand!

"Can't understand?"

"yes! I don't understand! I don't understand what that Vokal guy thinks," Drotan pouted, spreading his hands, "I almost recognize all the equipment on him, but that's what makes it even more incomprehensible to me - it's all defensive, even the weapons, and he chooses a fully defensive outfit." Although it is a correct way of thinking to try to improve your defense and ensure survival in front of an opponent who is far stronger than yourself, it seems too much to think about attacking at all like him, right? How does he want to control the enemy? No matter how hard the turtle shell is, it can't replace the claws to help you pounce on the opponent, right?"

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In the middle of the battlefield, the Arbiter, a priest from the Temple of Tyre (God of Justice), is putting the finishing touches on their equipment. Ye Guyun, who was watching from the sidelines, complained directly, what could have been done in advance, it had to be carried out ceremoniously in front of everyone's eyes, didn't you feel troublesome? Don't you feel rubbing? What the hell is designing this set of "Saint Moyse" etiquette, it's really sick!

"Mr. Vokal, do you only have these two magic items, aren't you going to use up the limit of three magic items? Heh, you are so generous!"

"No! I've used up my limit," Vokal shook his head, raising his left hand to show a small cloth bag sewn into the inside of his arm, "This is the third one, you just didn't recognize it." ”

"Okay! Three pieces, confirmed. The arbiter nodded, and said jokingly: "I hope you won't have the fourth or fifth magic items on you that I didn't recognize, otherwise I will be very embarrassed~!"

Vokal immediately replied solemnly: "No more, my sir!"

"Don't worry, it's just a joke!" the arbiter laughed and patted him on the shoulder, "Good luck!

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After a long time, finally, with a burst of shouts that seemed to be able to turn the sky upside down, the first duel officially began.

With the shield in front and the sword at the side, and his eyes staring ahead, Vokal immediately put on a strict defensive posture.

In contrast, Yasmin was much more casual, she just pulled out her long whip, walking, pacing back and forth around her opponent, the long whip was thrown intentionally or unintentionally, crackling, sharp and poignant, and its momentum was like a poisonous snake "sizzling" letters, containing a formidable mortal threat.

However, her opponent was completely unmoved, and wherever she went, he turned, always facing him head-on, his eyes glued, meticulous and ready for him—Yasmin knew that this time he had run into an old turtle.

"Let's test it first!"

Suddenly, Yasmin stood still, and raised his hand to throw a ferocious volley at Vokar!

Wow~~!The exclamations began, and the Guy audience finally saw the first attack they had been waiting for!

The long whip sliced through the air, slicing through the air with great speed, inducing a series of sharp whistles to show the heaviness contained in it, and the momentum was terrifying, but unfortunately the angle was too right, and it was easily blocked by Vokal's shield.

Boom!

There was a dull sound of metal being handed over like an iron rod hitting an iron plate.

And on both sides, there is nothing.

"Come again!"

"Look at me!"

"It's not over yet!" ......

As if on top, Yasmin whipped his long whip hard at Vokkar, and what appeared to the audience was a grim scene like flogging, even though the tortured person seemed to have nothing to do. Yasmin kept waving his whip, pumping in different directions and parts with different forces and angles, trying to loosen the defense of the iron turtle on the other side, but unfortunately it failed.

Those who draw to the body are always blocked in time by the shield that is wide enough, those who are drawn to the feet are always easily dodged by the opponent's nimble steps, and those who are drawn to the weapon - want to be entangled and unloaded, but will be inexplicably swept away by the strange long sword......

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Ferreira in the waiting room smiled coldly: "It's just the benefit of equipment!"

Frank in the box excitedly said to the side, "See, Uncle Vokal is not afraid of the other party's attack at all!"

"Don't be too happy!" Drotan pouted and poured cold water on him, "That girl just hasn't gotten used to his gear yet......"

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Yasmin felt that every whip he gave was like a bottomless pool, and it could not be said that he had no achievements, but in the end, he could only set off a little wave on the surface of the water, and could not affect the essence hidden under the deep pool. Yasmin knew that this must be a powerful special effect attached to a certain powerful high-level magic equipment, and after pondering for a while, he felt that it was not attached to the shield that he had the most contact, but the half-length armor on the other party's body.

This is a difficult task, the armor worn on the body is not like the shield worn on the hand, which can be removed, so if you want to defeat the opponent and win, you must first try to penetrate this powerful "deep pool" effect.

Yasmin will be annoyed by this, but it will not be bothered by it, it is just a little more skillful.

She began to whip the whip more quickly and more often, and added more tricks, and it looked like a dense net, which firmly enveloped Vokal, and was about to strangle it step by step.

The situation was suddenly dangerous, the exclamations in the stands were wave after wave, and Frank in the box was even more nervous and sweaty.

Vokal was not at all surprised by the other party's quick insight, after all, this woman was a top master of the legendary rank, several levels higher than herself, and she deserved to have that kind of outstanding eyesight - on the contrary, it would be strange if she didn't have insight!

It doesn't matter! It's all expected. Since the other party has changed, then change with yourself!

"Just go ahead with the plan—okay!

Vokal withdrew the strength of his shield-wielding hand, but still met a long whip drawn from the front. Pong! There was another sound of gold and stone, this time especially crisp, and then Vokar was seen flying backwards.

This is taking advantage of the power to go backwards!

Yasmin realized instantly.

"Want to run?"

Yasmin chased after him, but Vokal continued to retreat, rolling and retreating, in a hurry with a bit of embarrassment, even the home crowd also let out a few sporadic boos. Suddenly, he stopped, no longer retreating, but rushed forward, charging straight towards Yasmin.

Yasmin felt a little surprised, but she didn't have a trace of fear, "Want to die?", she smiled coldly, and she was about to stop and wave her whip. Unexpectedly-

Cha.

One stumble, Yasmin is slippery under his feet!

At this moment, Vokal had already rushed in front of him, and the swing of his arm was a shield blow, and the half-servant Yasmin could only block with his arms, and with a bang, she was knocked into the air and fell to the ground - she also used the borrowing/unloading technique like Vokal, but she was not perfect in a hurry, and finally had to withstand half the force of this heavy shield blow.

A trail of blood spilled from the corner of Yasmin's mouth.

This was the first solid and effective attack since the beginning of the war, and no one expected it to come from Vokar!

Wow~~~!

The arena erupted in bursting cheers.

Vokal wasn't happy, the planned offensive was more than just a shield strike - who wouldn't want to perform a combo when he had the chance? He wanted to start with a shield strike, break the defense with one blow, or even knock down (he didn't dare to stun, Vokal didn't think he could stun a legend), and then launch a series of subsequent attacks, but it was aborted by the unexpected knock-off effect.

This is, of course, due to the advisary's immediacy of the situation.

Vokal couldn't understand how the other party could make such a precise judgment in an instant, which made him clearly feel the terrible difference in strength between the two sides again.

He glanced at the other party, said nothing, turned around, and walked away again.

Breaking up, Yasmin wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and spit out another mouthful of blood, her expression was calm, and she didn't get angry, just looked at the place where she slipped just now, thoughtfully.

"Hmph! it's just a small road......

With a whip of her whip, she pressed Vokal again.

In the next paragraph, the audience at the scene watched it directly. They saw their hero, Mr. Volcar, the captain of the Grand Duke's personal guard, seize the opportunity to inflict severe blows on his opponent, until the wicked woman from the western desert was defeated and retreated.

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"Amazing! Mr. Volcar has done it!"

In the waiting room, Lett climbed the iron fence, his eyes staring into the battlefield, his face flushed with excitement.

"Did you do it, what did you do?" Ye Guyun next to him asked calmly.

"Don't you see?" Litt turned his head involuntarily, his face suspicious, "Mr. Vokal is using the ground conditions to suppress his opponents! voila! the situation is clear, he succeeded! He has the advantage!" After a pause, he added, "You can't imagine how much effort Mr. Vokal put into this! I had the pleasure of looking at his notebook of the field inspection, and it was a ...... Can't go into more detail!"

"The sand field outside is by no means an empty and vast flat land as it appears on the surface. In addition, the distribution of gravel is uneven, some places are as thick as sand dunes, which will hinder the movement and can be raised as a weapon to hinder the enemy, and in some places there is only a thin and coarse layer, on which it is easy to slip when running on it, and in some places the gravel is larger, straight as a stone, sharp and hard, and can be kicked up as an auxiliary hidden weapon......

"Every little place is different! And such a small place can be divided into thousands on this vast battlefield, but Mr. Vokal has in mind these thousands of small places of different conditions! He knows their distribution in every place!"

"And the premise of all this is that Monsieur Vokal himself has thoroughly explored a vast field of battle, inch by inch, with the utmost detail and rigour! and he has taken the trouble to question one gladiator after another who has succeeded in this field......"

After Lett finished speaking, Ye Guyun shook his head.

"It's one thing to put in the effort, but it's another thing to get the effect (how). He said very indifferently, "Using the environment, after all, is just a trail, not of great use! People don't fall in the same place twice, and they don't get trapped in the same trick repeatedly—can you expect a strong person of Yasmin's level to not pay attention to her feet after a continuous skid? A strong person like her will only get familiar with the terrain of this field faster than you think! Once she is familiar with the terrain......"

He snorted coldly: "It's not just that the trick fails! If she wasn't stupid, she would definitely think of using it in reverse......

Before he finished speaking, the situation on the battlefield had changed abruptly, and somehow, Yasmin's long whip hooked around Vokar's feet......