In the second game, Alihan faced off against the Flash Assassin Finn. Interestingly, both men enter with dual swords, with Alihan's body being large and relatively heavy, suitable for slashing and parrying, while the Lightning Assassin's sword is a thin-mouthed sword for raids and piercing. After the two sides entered, they clasped their fists and saluted, and the game began.

Finn is a high-level thief who is light on his feet, adept at dashing and phantom attacks, and specializes in assassination. However, at this time, his heart was heavy, he recalled that the black robe pointed at Zalot, who was already unconscious, and scolded hysterically, without the temperament and mind of a leader at all, which frightened the people around him.

He felt the pressure, afraid of repeating the same mistake again and capsizing in the gutter. He decided to take advantage of his lightning strike to win as soon as possible, so as not to have too many dreams at night.

Alihan has a firm heart, a calm personality, and extremely rich combat experience. He looked at his nose and his nose at his heart, and from Finn's overflowing expression, he could roughly tell that the other party was under incomparable pressure. He decided to adopt a conservative approach, gradually wearing down the opponent's patience before waiting for an opportunity to fight back.

Finn crossed his swords, transformed into an X-shape, and shouted, "Lightning Assault!" and suddenly disappeared in place. A vague afterimage with the trail of footsteps stretched from a distance, and the two sword tips twisted like lightning and stabbed at Alihan, stirring the air currents to blow his long hair.

"Round dance defense!" Alihan waved his double swords, his left hand was small circle, and his right hand was large circle, wrapping himself in two balls of light, as if entering the absolute defense realm that water could not enter, and Ping Pong slammed into the opponent's sword blade dozens of times in a row.

Finn burned out in one breath, his figure revealed, and he laughed and backflipped and disappeared in place again.

The footsteps that gradually increased came from behind again, and Alihan's left hand sword swung out with his backhand, and the sword in his right hand lifted up and slashed into the air from behind him, forcing the figure behind him out in embarrassment.

"How is it possible, he can actually find me!" Although Finn was extremely conceited, he was extremely shocked by the two successive failures of the lightning assault.

He accelerated again, his body fluttering in the air like a ghost, his swords resonating with the air violently, and the screams soared into the sky, and the crowd around him couldn't help but cover their ears.

Finn's strange figure pierced from diagonally below, and his two-handed thin sword broke through Alihan's defensive circle like mercury, and the two silver rays of light instantly converged into a giant snake, spitting snake apricots at Alihan.

Alihan ignored the sword and stabbed straight into the opponent's chest, completely with the same way of playing.

Finn snorted, his body froze, and he twisted his body to avoid the opponent's broadsword, and then the tip of the sword was on the ground, and his body flew sideways and spun rapidly, holding the sword in both arms like a propeller blade to slash at the opponent.

Alihan's eyes were half-squinted, and he couldn't help but retreat. Just when everyone thought that he was helpless, Alihan's right hand sword body turned into a long rainbow, and purple fighting qi erupted, breaking through the sword shadows and swaying on the black figure, and Finn spat blood from his mouth and fell from mid-air.

"Purple Douqi! That big man is actually from the Taylor family of the Lehman Empire!" On the top of the tower, the pupils of the golden-haired middle-aged man who was watching the battle contracted slightly, and he couldn't help but cry out.

Amy couldn't help but ask, "The Taylor family seems to be the descendants of the Seven Samurai just like us, right?" The blond man nodded, and couldn't help but sigh: "I can't imagine that in the past thousand years, their martial arts have been preserved through the family inheritance, unlike we have interrupted." ”

Torres was red-faced, and was about to defend himself loudly, when the blonde man patted him on the shoulder and said, "You are kind-hearted, your physique is weak, and it is normal for you to be not good at martial arts. Kratos' glory is long gone, and you have nothing to feel guilty about. ”

He paused for a moment, and then said: "In the future, you must go out of the path that is different from that of a warrior, make friends with the world, spread benevolence, and use your noble personal charm to attract warriors to charge for you!" Torres nodded, his eyes burning at the black-haired young man with a bright smile not far below his feet.

After Finn's injury, the lightning sword danced more and more slowly, and the balance of victory gradually tilted, and just when everyone thought that Alihan was safe to win, a sudden change occurred.

Finn spat out a mouthful of blood on the twin swords, silently chanted a spell in his mouth, and suddenly conjured nine doppelgangers, forming a large circle with himself, surrounding Alihan.

Ten Finn drew their swords together, and Alihan couldn't resist it, and rolled on the ground in embarrassment before he could dodge.

At this time, the situation was extremely grim, Alihan had a solemn expression, and then knelt on one knee, his right sword was inserted into the ground, and there were words in his mouth, and there was a faint thunder in the clear sky.

"You can't escape, watch my phantom attack kill!" the ten finns shouted together, the corners of their mouths invariably emitting a cruel smile, and they all swooped up, and twenty rapiers sealed Alihan's life from all angles.

"Thunder!" Ali pointed at the tip of the sword in his right hand, and roared in the sky when he leaned up, and a blue lightning bolt with a thunderous sound struck from the sky and hit the tip of the sword accurately.

Alihan's whole body glowed, and electric sparks erupted from him, and blue light crackled and swept through everything around him. Eventually, the lightning connected into a piece, expanding and arching into a spherical shape that stretched outward for dozens of meters, making a loud noise, submerging all ten Finns. The onlookers only felt that their eyes were bright, and they couldn't see anything clearly.

After a few roars, the lightning ball vanished, and the air was filled with a burning smell. Alihan stood proudly with his empty hands, and the two swords in his hands could not bear the power of heaven and turned into dust.

The lightning swordsman fell to the ground naked, his hair burned and his whole body black, and he had already passed out. The Miscellaneous Fish Corps wins another game!

He Jinshui laughed and rushed up, hammered Alihan on the chest, and said happily: "Okay, let's go to the next city!"

Alihan smiled a little weakly, patted He Jinshui's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Fortunately, I am not dishonored!" After that, he felt an irresistible sleepiness attack, and fell asleep quietly on He Jinshui's shoulder.

Above the tower, the blonde man nodded, and secretly thought in his heart: "Thor's thunder channeling technique is really powerful, with the body of a high-level warrior, it can't withstand its backlash!"

Seeing the lightning swordsman being carried down by his subordinates like a dead dog, the black robe trembled with anger, and his fingers trembled for a long time before he said dejectedly: "Lift it down, so that it can be treated!"

He turned around, looked at the handsome paladin in front of him with cloudy triangular eyes, and said undoubtedly: "Rand, it's time for you to get out! We have lost two games in a row, you must win this time!"

"Ah!" the paladin waved his hand casually, and said conceitedly, "I'm not like those two fools who only know how to do brute, I eat by my head." As he spoke, he took out a small mirror, carefully tidied up his appearance, and boasted: "What a handsome man, he could have eaten with his face, but he worked hard because his strength was too strong! The indescribable weakness of the self-pity looked like it startled the goosebumps of everyone next to him.

"Don't be careless, that berserker named Arnold claims to be invincible all over the Neverwinter Academy, and he is a ruthless character!" someone kindly reminded.

"Don't worry! No matter how mad the warrior is, no matter how fierce the sword, you will have to kneel down and sing about conquest when you come to me, because I am," Rand said word by word, "Ironclad walls!"