The battle ended in an unexpected moment again.

Killing a seventh-order magician seemed to be just a trivial matter to Lin Mo, and once again, the two-handed greatsword that was as light as a feather shook out sword flowers in his hand very casually, and returned to its sheath with a trembling sound.

From the high-intensity battle at the three-dimensional level to the rhythm competition at the two-dimensional level, the fire mage still underestimated his opponent.

"Your Excellency is a dragon knight! Let's go!"

Judith, the head of the Morlix family, seemed to suddenly lose interest in continuing to watch the gladiatorial match, shook her head, and then Yingying stood up.

"Your Excellency, aren't you going to keep watching?"

The butler Ronaln was very puzzled by the actions of the head of the family, today's round of gladiatorial matches has just begun, and it is a pity to leave like this.

"Don't look at it, let's go back and move, and we're in a hurry!"

Lin Mo's construction, she still listened to it after all.

But there was a commotion in the audience.

"One sword breaks the shield, or even breaks two spell shields, and the battle qi flame is not released, how is this possible?"

Neither the warfighters nor the spellcasters who were watching the battle could not accept this result, and many people jumped up from their seats and rubbed their eyes involuntarily, but the glare blood and corpses in the duel area were still telling them, this was not a dream!

The fact that there was no critical state of imminent collapse or insufficient mana output meant that these two layers of spell shields should not actually be as fragile as they had just seen, but they were like blisters, and they collapsed one after another with the slightest touch of the two-handed greatsword, and they didn't even have the ability to hinder it, so that the fire mage was completely unable to react, and was slashed from the left shoulder to the right waist by the greatsword, turning into two dead corpses that could no longer die.

Do not rely on the battle qi of a higher rank that is sufficient to form the characteristics of the flame release. How terrifying does it take to break two layers of spell shields in a row?

What's even more unreasonable is that the two-handed greatsword, which looks more beautiful than practical, and is only suitable for the young master of the noble family as an ornament, finally withstood such a huge impact, without any deformation or even bending.

After some reasoning and brain supplementation, the masters and powerhouses in the audience came to a conclusion that in order to achieve such an effect, the amount of flesh must at least reach the level of the rank of the warrior, and the big sword must be a divine weapon using special materials, or even a high-level alchemy weapon or secret weapon.

But no one would have thought that the big sword was actually a powerful weapon evolved from a gold-based dragon. Although the magic shield has strong defense, it will never be much stronger than an eggshell in the face of the impact force of more than 100 tons of kinetic energy converging on one point.

Even if Lin Mo was facing an M1A2 "Abrams" main battle tank, he would also be cut in half with a sword, let alone just a high-level magician.

Once you get close, you will either blow yourself up and end up together, or the caster's threat to the Warfighter will drop dramatically, or even be countered.

The battle in the adjacent duel zone didn't drag on for long, and a continuous bowstring cracked. The double-knife warrior who was shot like a hedgehog fell to the sky and swallowed his last breath with reluctance.

Each three-edged armor-piercing arrow pierced through the heavy armor on the loser's body, and even pierced through his body and poked out from behind.

"Left zone winner. 748！”

"Right Zone Winner, 1748!"

The spell enchantment that shrouded the duel area dissipated, and suddenly a sharp arrow struck from the right area, shooting straight at Lin Mo.

Bite!~

The two-handed greatsword that was drawn from its scabbard like lightning slashed at the three-edged armor-piercing heavy arrow that flew in. Split it straight into the air.

Lin Mo turned his gaze to look, only to see that in another duel area outside the duel area, the archer raised his chin proudly. Once again, he mounted a three-edged armor-piercing heavy arrow.

The challenge is self-evident.

In the last round of elimination, it seems that this guy also led a sneak attack in the adjacent duel area.

"1748, what are you doing?

Several soldiers rushing over with shields and weapons in hand, while the contestants who were not fighting in the same battle attacked the contestants in the other duel area, which was a very serious violation.

"Hmph!

Two provocations in a row, intolerable, Lin Mo snorted heavily, strode over, and slashed out with both swords.

It was completely unjustified hostility, and he didn't know why he was suddenly hated, but the repeated provocations did not mean that he would endure it.

There was a muffled thud, dust was flying, and the barrier tied with thick logs at the mouth of the bowl was as fragile as tofu, and was effortlessly chopped into a pile of smooth-cut residual wood.

"Is that archer crazy?

"Look, the barrier has been broken, oh oh! the winner of the two dueling zones is dueling!

"Gambler, come here, bet, I want to bet!"

"I choose a swordsman ('sword' is pronounced differently than 'arrow'), and cleaning up the magician is like chopping melons and vegetables, and that archer is dead! At least he doesn't have a spell shield!"

"Today's ticket is worth it!

"Swordsman vs. archer! ”

"I'll bet on the archer to win with fifty gold coins, he's not the slow magician!"

The audience was like a hot oil pot poured into a scoop of cold water, and the pot burst on the spot.

The audience was in an uproar, buzzing, and the emotions of everyone in the gladiatorial arena were almost out of control, and no one didn't like such an accident in the duel area.

"Come, in the glory of the Hiss, I, Graciano Hiss, challenge you, and accept it if you are a man!"

The archer who repeatedly provoked Lin Mo was a handsome young man, with jealousy and arrogance in his eyes, and he couldn't see this young swordsman with blonde hair and silver eyes, who was also very concerned by the girls.

Like a little stallion in heat, eager to try and hostile to every potential competitor.

"The Hiss family, the sons of the Duke of Grosso Hiss, I really can't see that they have the guts to participate in the gladiatorial competition!"

"Haha, whose son is so unlucky, don't you know that Graciano can't allow others to be more handsome than him?"

"There's a good show! Come on, I'll be the banker, bet on who wins!"

The two dueling areas almost became one, and one sharp arrow after another shot out at a rapid pace.

The two-handed greatsword was shrouded in an invisible force field, and the sharp sword body seemed to turn into a heavy hammer, and the repulsive force field easily blocked the arrows.

The steps under his feet became faster and faster, and Lin Mo rushed straight towards the archer without dodging or dodging, and the killing was too much.

"Come on, kill me, blonde boy, see who's the best!"

At the same time, the young aristocratic archer, who was moving quickly, pulled a magnificent strong bow to the shape of a full moon, and with a crackle, a spell arrow inlaid with magic crystals tore through the air, turning into a streamer of light and pounced on the opponent who was rushing straight ahead.

The soldiers who rushed into the duel area but hesitated were not taken seriously by him at all.

Supersonic arrows?!

Lin Mo and the masters outside the arena had an archery name in their hearts almost at the same time.

As the name suggests, the arrows fired with this kind of archery will kill the opponent faster than the sound in the moment they leave the string, completely exerting the "fast" character of archery to the extreme.

Before that, there must be a strong bow of excellent quality and a matching battle qi level.

Rumble!~

In the wild dance of the electric snake, Lin Mo put his two-handed big sword in front of his left wrist, and rushed out of the electric light that suddenly exploded.

The unscathed figure of the blonde swordsman fell into the collective gaze of the audience, which caused a moment of surprise once again, but it confirmed a suspicion in the minds of many of the warriors.

That greatsword was definitely weird, and it was most likely a very powerful weapon, otherwise it would not have been possible to ignore the power of the spell arrow so much.

At this time, Lin Mo was already only more than ten steps away from the archers, and he would launch a deadly thunder strike at any time.

"Enough!"

Rumble!~

An incomparable cyan sword qi slashed between the two of them.

When Lin Mo stopped abruptly, the sword marks on the ground were only less than two inches from his toes.

As if a gust of wind swept by, a wind-based sword god appeared in the gladiatorial area, and with a wave of his sword, another spell arrow that the young noble archer Graciano put on the bowstring was directly cut off, and the magic crystal was also shaken off, and it could no longer be detonated.

"Listen! The gladiatorial arena has the rules of the gladiatorial arena, this is not a playground to play if you want, your own battle is over, don't retreat quickly! If you really want to fight, wait for the fourth round of battle tomorrow, when the time comes, you can fight as much as you want, and I don't care if you die. ”

A powerful battle qi flame rose from the body of the Wind Sword God, and an invisible pressure was released, pressing on the archers Graciano and Lin Mo like a thousand heavy burdens.

Lin Mo's face changed slightly, and he barely stood up straight, while the young noble archer Graciano had a pale face, and his body trembled slightly, not to mention the string and arrow, and even breathing became difficult.

Graciano suddenly struggled hard, took two steps back, and the pressure on his body was sharply light, and then he stared at Lin Mo hatefully: "Hmph!~748 is it? I'll wait for you!"

"I promise, you're dead, remember to wash your neck!"

Lin Mo had never wanted to kill as much as he did at this moment, and with a shake of his two-handed sword, the sound of the sword sounding leisurely.

"Oh my God! Why should the gladiatorial arena stop it, a good show is not to be seen!"

"It's a shame! What are you doing so rigidly? Won't you be flexible?"

"Give me back the coins!"

"I guess tomorrow the Colosseum will pit the two of them against each other!"

"Not necessarily, it's random, right?"

"One hundred gold coins, who will be the banker! Bet that tomorrow they will meet!"

"I'm betting fifty, I can't touch it!"

"Bastards, you don't want to live anymore, no private gambling is allowed in the gladiatorial arena!"

The audience was in an uproar, obviously dissatisfied with the forced suspension of the upcoming duel on the field, which was an unexpected surprise beyond the ticket price-

(To be continued......)