The drill competition was completely according to the rules of Clan Wars, and after Lisa, who was incarnated as Leopold, said some innocuous polite words to the captain of the 33rd squad of the Holy Disarmament Regiment outside the venue, the first part of the individual competition began directly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The person on the other side was the first to take the stage, it was a young man in his twenties, a pitch-black armor against the strong muscles, just standing there gave people a strong sense of oppression.

Lisa, who returned to the team, frowned slightly, and her face was a little gloomy.

She recognized the other man's name as Bill Summerfield, one of the two third-level warriors in the opposing team.

In the new individual battle rules, there are only two battle zones, and the battle mode is in the form of wheel battles. In this case, winning a single game does not mean anything, even if one side wins five games in a row, but in the end it is still a loss if the last person of the opponent is singled out.

So everyone has a basic consensus, that is, the stronger the person, the more he must stay until the last appearance, which is also her original estimate of the battle situation.

But the first person on the other side disrupted her expectations, and directly sent Bill, who was the second strongest in personal strength, and they didn't need to ask what they wanted to do, obviously trying to single-handedly single out all six of their contestants.

"Damn! these guys are underestimating us!" Kaka's face was hard to look at.

Jerry squinted his eyes at Bill in the ring, but only chuckled at the corner of his lips: "What does it matter, whatever they think, our plans don't need to be changed for the time being." Randolph, it's up to you!"

Jerry shouted, Randolph nodded and stepped forward, and without saying a word, he strode into the ring.

"Associate Captain of Squad 33 of the Holy Disarmament Corps, Bill Summerfield, please advise. "Bill did everything in the way.

"Randolph, ordinary member of Team Zero, please advise. Randolph said coldly, and his deliberate "ordinary players" caused a burst of discussion in the crowd in the stands.

Bill's face sank obviously, he understood that the other party saw his intentions, so he spoke so politely, and even deliberately pointed out the level gap between the two.

But so what, even if you are booed, in the end, you still have to rely on strength to speak. When he knocks this Randolph down and defeats everyone in Team Zero, no one will boo.

Now those people feel arrogant, he admits it. But when he completes the feat of one-on-six feat, he is sure that no one will say that he is arrogant again, because that is his strength.

As a sign of admiration for your courage, I'll let you strike first. Bill said with a deliberate grin, putting on a master's posture.

If you change someone, you may frown and defend a few words because of this, such as what you are not talented, but you don't need to give in to others.

It's a pity that standing in front of him is Randolph, a second-level warrior who has always been the most practical, and he will never give up the advantage of the battle situation for the sake of a little vanity.

"Thank you very much. ”

Before Bill's words fell, Randolph directly thanked him, and even raised his wooden sword and rushed forward as he spoke.

Whether it is the official clan battle a month later or the current maneuver competition between the various clans, the weapons used are made of special wood.

Wooden swords like the ones they now held in their hands weighed about the same weight as steel swords, but they were far less sharp than steel longswords, and they were less likely to kill or injure people in battle.

"Warcry!"

When Randolph rushed halfway, the fighting energy in his body suddenly ignited, and at the same time, his momentum continued to rise, and even his speed suddenly increased by a few points.

This is the "battle cry" of the warrior level, through the operation of the fighting spirit, the warrior's own attack power is increased for a period of time, and the warrior also has a more powerful explosive power.

Whew――

Randolph, who instantly became awe-inspiring, slashed down with his sword, but Bill only sneered and met him with a sword in one hand.

The main difference between a second-level warrior and a third-level warrior is in the form of Fighting Qi, the former's Fighting Qi can only provide simple bonuses such as the Warcry Combat Skill, while the latter can already apply Fighting Qi to armor and weapons, making them far from being comparable to second-level warriors in both attack and defense under the same circumstances.

"It's really a lot of guts!"

Bill sneered and raised his sword to meet it, and the shimmer of light on the blade of the sword flowed, which was a thin film of fighting qi containing great power.

In his opinion, it only took this one blow for Randolph's wooden sword to be knocked away by him, and then with the opponent's attitude of opening the door wide and full of flaws, he was completely free to choose the means of victory.

"This battle is not difficult at all!"

Bill's sneer only appeared on his face for a moment, but soon, he was stunned to find that his wooden sword had not met anything, and Randolph had increased his speed again at the last moment, and the long sword had turned sharply and stabbed him in the chest.

Bill only now understands that Randolph's fierce appearance of unleashing a warcry as soon as he comes up is just an illusion, and that this guy is really good at speed, not power!

"Hmph!

Something unexpected happened suddenly, and Bill didn't have time to withdraw his wooden sword, but he clenched his empty left hand into a fist and smashed it with one punch!

Rumble!

The fists and swords struck each other, but the sound was like an explosion of angry thunder.

The two figures stepped back at the same time, Bill only took one step back before his body staggered slightly, but Randolph took four steps back before he stopped with his sword sideways.

Bill's reaction to the unexpected change and the ability to repel his opponent with one punch was not outstanding, but his face was not happy at all, but instead full of anger.

The other party actually cheated, and a person who was obviously good at speed actually pretended to like brute force more, and forced him to punch to meet him, which seemed to him to be a shame.

Out of the corner of his eye, Bill noticed the reaction in the stands, and suddenly the fierce light intensified.

Sure enough, as he thought, those people were pointing fingers at him.

Obviously, in their opinion, it was not Randolph, who took four steps back, who suffered in this first fight, but he Bill.

If it's not a game now, if it's a real fight to the death. If Randolph didn't have a wooden sword in his hand, and if there was not a huge gap between the strength of the two of them, he would probably be injured by now, and he would still be seriously injured.

A fist wrapped in fighting spirit can repel a wooden sword head-on, but if you are facing a normal steel sword, or even a higher-quality sharp sword, the result will definitely be completely different.

Bill, gritting his teeth and hating a lot in his heart, finally took the initiative, and he vowed to deal with the other party in the shortest possible time.

Whoosh -

The same pitch-black wooden sword slashed at Randolph's shoulder, and Randolph still didn't seem to have recovered from the collision he had just had.

"Oh no!"

"Shhhh

"Hey, that kid is finished!"

The gasps of the crowd rang out continuously, and these people all thought that Randolph was definitely going to die.

Bilco was a third-level warrior, and his wooden sword infused with fighting spirit was by no means much worse than an ordinary steel longsword. Randolph might have been better off if he was now dressed in excellent all-iron heavy armor, but with only light standard chain mail and protective metal plates, it's hard to imagine how he could withstand Bill's slash.

Money!

But just when everyone was unanimously looking at the decline, a roar of gold and iron pulled everyone back to reality, and at the same time made them all wide-eyed and look incredulous.

I saw that Randolph, who was supposed to be seriously injured and retired from the field, didn't do anything, but instead raised his sword majestically and slashed him, killing Bill again and again with one move and one style as if he was desperate.

"What's going on?"

The crowd in the stands couldn't believe that such a scene could happen, and in their opinion, it simply did not make sense.

But there are also many people who didn't wander away just now, they saw the whole process, but it was precisely because they saw it that they were even more shocked.

Finally, someone stiffened and spoke: "He...... His armor blocked Bill's slash!"

"How is that possible!"

The former people didn't believe it at all, but when the second and third people pointed out the same facts, they had to believe it.

"The point is on that armor?"

"It looks like it's just ordinary chain mail, but is there any mystery?"

"Just look at it again. ”

Some people exclaimed, some people remained calm, but they had already sent someone out to investigate the ingenuity of the armor on Randolph's body. In their opinion, just look up Randolph's origins, armor like this will definitely not be the standard of the temple, and it is impossible for him to get high-grade armor as a reward for his status in Catherine's Legion.

Anger and an inexplicable sense of humiliation made Bill's face flush, and he still hadn't figured out what had just happened, how he couldn't even cut through the other party's tattered armor with his strength.

And because of such an accident, he was still pressed and beaten by the other party for so long, even if he was not injured at all, this situation itself was already a great shame for him.

"Damn!"

Bill shouted, ready to fight back with Randolph's sword.

He believed that he only had to endure a small amount of pain, and then he would be able to kill the person who had brought him shame in the first place.

But at this moment, he suddenly found that there was no one in front of him.

Randolph retreated after a few swords in a row, and retreated to the edge of the ring, nodding slightly at him.

"What does that mean?"

Bill was a little confused, but immediately after that, he understood what the other party was trying to do.

Whoosh -

Randolph jumped straight out of the ring, didn't even bother to say a word, and simply turned around and walked away.

The referees on the edge of the ring were stunned, and it took a while to react, and quickly said, "Eh...... Squad Zero Randolph leaves the ring, and Bill of Squad 33 of the Holy Disarmament Regiment wins automatically. ”

Is this a win?

Bill stood in the ring for a moment, obviously he had won, but such a victory made him feel extremely awkward all over his body, as if he had fallen into a stinky puddle and was covered with greasy sludge, and he couldn't wash it off.