"Hint, the battlefield map is complete. ”

The huge map appeared in the field of vision, and then it was swept by layers of green light, each time the map was reduced by a part, and the terrain at a certain point became clearer and clearer, until the flat terrain of Rock Town like a planning map appeared in the field of vision, and the entire map suddenly shattered and disintegrated into countless green light spots flying and condensing into several bands of light, spinning into Leon's mind.

It's like having a 365-degree panoramic camera overhead that transmits a qiē within 10 meters back to the brain, and even if she doesn't look back, Sophia behind her moves as if she saw it with her own eyes, except that her form is not real, but is filled with a pale green halo - representing her completely healthy color, but no one who has been joined to the team frame can see it except for real eyes, and there is no halo in their minds.

The battlefield map is not as direct and realistic as the gaze in the daytime and frontal direction, but its real meaning is to deal with the movement of teammates and enemies in places that the eye cannot see, and it will play its greatest role in the dark night, although this role is not as good as some skills like "real gaze" to detect hidden creatures, but please don't forget that this is the team framework I.

Originally, the projection and the world in front of him would be a little confusing, but Leon found that he didn't know if it was because he contained another soul in his body, so he didn't deliberately observe it, and the projection would also feed back all the information at any time, so that he didn't feel it at all.

"Gain 10...... XP"

"Gain 10 XP..."

Once the team framework was fully established, the enemies that Captain Poma and Caterina had just killed were proportionally converted into experience points.

"If you have 51 more experience, you will reach level 5, and there doesn't seem to be any difference between level 4 adventurers and level 5 adventurers on such a battlefield, so I first try to kill those enemies whose health is in danger, as the so-called persimmon should pick up soft pinched ......"

He observed the enemy's position, and saw exactly that a bandit was approaching Santan, who was on the defensive duty of the trio, as if to take the opportunity to attack him, and this enemy was now facing away from him, with only a wooden club in his hand, so ...... I'm coming.

......

As a militiaman, Santan has done a good job, and if he survives this battle, his strength should quickly rise to the level of an intermediate adventurer.

But he's starting to panic a bit.

His team of three was battling two bandits, and Santan's afterglow saw that a bandit who had been hit by two arrows while climbing over the fence had managed to break into the defensive position and reach for his flank.

"Kill him, he's wounded, I should be able to kill him alone. ”

“...... No, I'm in charge of defending in the group, so what if my teammates are attacked by the enemy if I act alone?"

"But if I don't kill him, I might be in danger!"

With Santan's experience, he was unable to quickly and accurately make the most favorable choice for the battle situation, but instead fell into the entanglement of the two emotions, and his movements began to hesitate, and his reaction began to decline.

One of the bandits who was fighting noticed that the pressure was suddenly less, and he immediately reacted that something was wrong with one of the militiamen on the other side, and immediately accelerated his offensive and brandished the heavy wooden stick vigorously.

Santos, who was in charge of the attack in the three-person team, knew that someone was in charge of the defense, so he was very relieved to dodge the edge for a while, and then turned around and helped the other team member to round up the remaining bandits, preparing to kill them as quickly as possible and then join Santan.

I have to say that this decision was very wise, but unfortunately he did not find out that there was another bandit in the rear, so instead he exposed Santan to the combined attack of two enemies.

Santan also found out that he was in danger, but he didn't call for support from his teammates, he just shouted in his heart: "Hold on, just wait until they kill the enemy to support me, just for a while, for a while!"

Choosing to bear this pressure alone in order to hold back the two enemies, although Santan couldn't help but cheer himself up, his trembling body betrayed the true feelings in his heart.

The powerful wooden stick came with the sound of the wind, Santan's reaction was not bad, and he dodged it with a backward jump, but he chose the wrong direction in a hurry, and as soon as he stopped, a pair of arms surrounded him from behind, strangling his body.

"Broken......" This must be the bandit he just discovered, Santan was extremely annoyed, "How can I be so stupid to notice him a long time ago and only care about dodging the attack in front of me, and send myself to the enemy in vain!"

He tried to break free with all his might, but the strength that bound his body was obviously much greater than his own, and he could not move even if he swayed from side to side. Feeling the heat of the enemy's rapid breathing at his neck, a hoarse and low evil laugh from behind his ears, and the bandit waving a wooden stick on the opposite side rushing at him again, Santan knew that this time he was dead.

But he didn't want to give up, his home was in the town behind, his parents didn't leave because he joined the defensive battle, if he lost, they would be the next to face this qiē, thinking of the enemy's cruelty and the fate after defeat, Santan gritted his teeth again and propped his arms outward, his face was red because he was too hard, and the green tendons in his neck bulged one by one.

Suddenly, the force that bound his body lightened, and he unexpectedly broke free, and then his neck and the back of his head were on fire, as if he had been poured by some liquid.

This change made him stunned, and the burst of power didn't have time to retract for a while, and he actually raised his body towards the wooden stick that was smashed in front of him, but fortunately, a hand reached over in time and grabbed his back and pulled it back, and the falling wooden stick almost grazed his forehead.

"I, I...... You...... He...... Ahh

The bandit who had hugged him before was now a headless corpse, and if you looked not far away along the blood spurting from his neck, the head still couldn't close its eyes.

The savior was a young man about his own age, and his face seemed somewhat familiar, and Santan thought back for a moment before realizing that it was the swordsmanship genius on the training ground.

"Hurry up and return to your team, I'll deal with this enemy," Leon said.

Santan was reminded to find that the other two people in the team had added a bandit from nowhere, the two militiamen were fighting extremely hard, and the battle situation was already precarious, he was taken aback and quickly got up to support the past, but suddenly paused, turned back and asked, "What about you?"

"Leave me alone, you go. ”

Seeing that the other party's face was a little ugly, Santan didn't know if it was because he said something wrong, so he didn't dare to say more, so he immediately bypassed the bandits in front of him and rushed to the position of his team.

In fact, it wasn't because this militiaman said anything wrong, but that Li Ang had just beheaded a living human with his own hands, whether it was the touch of the sharp weapon into the flesh or the feeling of blood splashing close at hand, it was a little stimulating to his body and mind, and the strong smell of blood at the moment made him start to have an appetite for pantothenic acid, and he tried his best to suppress the feeling of vomiting so that his face was a little wrong.

"His sister's ......," Li Ang thought hatefully, "I used to say that when I read novels, I always said that whoever killed someone would vomit, and at the time I laughed at these authors for being really hypocritical, but now I realize that sometimes art really comes from life." ”

"In this case, killing one is also killing, killing two is also killing, maybe it would be good to do it again, this is the same reason as spitting and getting used to it......"

Thinking about it, Leon raised his middle finger in the face of the enemy.

He chose to face such an enemy independently because of some considerations, first of all, the opponent's weapons are very rudimentary, and the threat to himself is not great, and secondly, the opponent's combat body after a period of time must have consumed a lot, and it is very suitable to play the role of a "whetstone".

And the bandit who was just decapitated contributed 30 points of experience, and the current experience is a very embarrassing 79/80, and it seems that a little experience can be upgraded to level 5, although the difference between one level on the battlefield can't change anything, but after all, there is a little more chance to save your life.

With anticipation, Leon slashed at the other party with a sword.

The bandit had been thinking about whether to go back and meet his companions to cut down the three rookies on the other side first, or to deal with the young man in front of him who looked a little tricky first, he felt that since he and his companions had followed these mysterious people out of the Pale Mountains, his brain had been a little dull, and even such a small question had to be pondered twice before he could come to a conclusion.

He decided to go to the exchange partner first, but before he could act, the young man on the other side had already attacked, and a long sword came to the wind, slashing straight at his face.

The bandit shouted angrily, and the wooden stick was raised diagonally, he did not believe that a young man who did not even have muscles in his arms could outperform him in strength, and as long as he knocked the opponent's weapon away, the next blow could hit him hard.

He was oversimplifying, and the longsword cleverly changed course before impacting, clinging to the wooden stick and slicing away countless fragments and slashing directly at his chest.

The bandit hurriedly withdrew his weapon to save himself, but it was obvious that agility was not his forte, and seeing that it was too late to stop the other party, he simply turned to the side to avoid the vital point, allowing the long sword to cut a wound that was almost visible from top to bottom on his chest, and then a bear hit came from a short body.

As soon as Li Ang made a move, he hit his opponent hard, and he was a little proud in his heart, he didn't expect the enemy to come with such a move regardless of life and death, so he had to use his left hand as a cushion to protect his chest, and then a strong attack came, and he was knocked out of a distance of more than ten steps.

He regained his balance with all his strength in his waist and abdomen, and stopped the agitated breath, and his heart was both surprised and happy.

The surprise is that the opponent's deadly style of play is really unimaginable, but the joy is that although the health value has dropped to 86%, the loss is not as exaggerated as imagined, it seems that he does not lose much in strength, and the speed of the opponent's moves is even worse, which makes him re-understand his strength.

But he is still very sober and does not fight hard with the other party because of this, and it is obviously not worth spending too much body on such an opponent.

So Li Ang immediately switched to Bauhinia swordsmanship to wander around the bandits, and every powerful attack of the bandits was dodged by him with light steps, and at the same time, he was able to leave a scar on the opponent's body, so he stalemate for a few minutes not only did not touch Li Ang once, but the injuries on his body became more and more serious, especially the wound on his chest that was cut for the first time had soaked the leather wrapped around him.

Li Ang knew that the other party would not last long, and was about to step up his attack, but he didn't expect that the bandit suddenly let out a deafening shout, his speed increased significantly, and his strength was even more different from before, it was like a different person.

Could it be that you have such a back and met someone who will be "furious"?