That sharp spear is not the skill of an ice freezer.

The energy body condensed with skills is impossible to withstand the blow of the Horned King's sword.

It was a true magic weapon, with a perfect center of gravity and a razor-sharp edge.

And above this spear body, there is a faint smell of gunsmoke.

This is a powerful weapon that has been honed in countless battles and passed down through countless generations of warriors!

At the last moment just now, when all the defenses were broken by Midi, Urhan instead of panicking, took out such a war spear from the spatial ring, and then bucked the trend, directly stabbing the giant sword cut by Midi from the bottom to the top.

And the result of the head-on confrontation between the two sides turned out to be that Midi was knocked out.

Of course, Urhan also suffered a huge impact, but before flying out, he directly supported the spear body on the ground, and used the ground to offset the counterthrust!

Such superb combat skills are by no means something that an ordinary legal profession can do.

The only class that can use a war spear to do this, and even resist Midi's slash, can do so only by a class that is truly good at white-knuckle combat.

Say, for example, Battlemage.

In the world of Arad, each melee class has its own characteristics.

The ghost swordsmen made a contract with the ghosts and gods, and strengthened the forging body with the power of the ghosts.

Qigong masters and martial artists naturally rely on qi and internal force to open up the meridians and nourish the body.

The power of the Paladins, Blue Fist Emissary, and Exorcist comes from the gods they worship and the cleansing of the Light. The light full of life force will make their bodies stronger and stronger.

Of course, these melee classes also have a certain amount of mana, but they don't rely on magic alone to fight.

Especially in the "body element" that is most emphasized in close combat, each profession has its own practice.

But battle mages are different.

This type of professional is born with a huge amount of magic power and an extremely fast meditation speed, and is the most qualified Dharma system. However, for various reasons, they did not embark on the path of remote spellcasters, but instead dispersed their magic power into their limbs and bones, and directly used the purest magic power to nourish their bodies and forge their muscles and bones!

The magic itself is contrary to the life force, so the effect of using it to forge the body is not ideal.

Therefore, when strengthening their bodies, battle mages will most likely use a variety of external objects, such as the blood of demonic beasts with high-purity life force, or star sand that can make the flesh more defensive.

In other words, only a powerful force with sufficient resources, coupled with a strong magician who has the heart to embark on the path of melee combat, can combine the two to create a battle mage.

It can be said that the threshold for this profession is very high.

The rarity and high threshold make this uncommon battle mage have a powerful power that is difficult for ordinary professionals to match.

Because the magic they possess is equivalent to the sum of the characteristics and magic of the other melee classes.

And on the basis of this magic power, coupled with the cultivation of secret medicine, the infusion of star sand, the nourishment of beast blood, and the forging of magic power, the strength will naturally be much higher than other opponents of the same level!

Even if it was Midi, who launched an attack condescendingly, under the fight just now, he couldn't take advantage of it in terms of strength.

"Hmph, do you think you can deal with me if you get closer?" said with a cold smile, "Human, you will never be my opponent!"

Now that the hole cards have been revealed, Urhan simply no longer hides it.

With a casual pull, he directly ripped off the delicate and elegant robe on his body, revealing the blood-red dragon scale chain mail underneath!

Then, Urhan's hand shook again, and the spear suddenly sprinkled a silver light in the air, rolling up a violent wind mixed with countless ice chips!

He is not tall, but at this moment, he is like a giant, completely grasping the whole situation.

The ease with which Midi had shown before, the surprising aerial assault, and the incomparably domineering slash at the end, the atmosphere of imminent victory, all disappeared in an instant.

In fact, in terms of strength and defense alone, Urhan has indeed surpassed the level of a half-giant.

And his magic power is even more amazing, and before he uses his hole cards, the momentum he has created has surpassed that of the real Ice Freezer Uday.

The "Ice Prison Country" created by the Tongguò composite skill was enough to wipe out most of the professionals in the cold wind.

Now that the hole cards have been revealed, you can imagine how huge the real magic power in his body is.

How terrifying would it be if this surging sea-like magic power were all applied to Urhan's steel-like body, and then turned into real skills and poured on Midi's head?

Just thinking about it is chilling enough.

Not to mention Midi, who had already fought once, even the people in the stands seemed to feel the powerful oppressive force emanating from Urhan's body at this moment.

On the tarantula tribe's side, from the old mage who led the team to Golantis, to Zaknavan and Mason, everyone's faces were quite ugly.

Although they are very confident in Midi, this confidence is based on convention.

And now, the strength that Wu Erhan has shown is far beyond their horizons, and it is impossible to estimate at all.

Such an opponent, only the 62-level Xiaocheng Midi, can he defeat?

Perhaps, yes, but only Midi himself can evaluate and compare strength.

And for the members of the tarantula tribe, the only thing they can do is to watch, and they can't even speculate.

As for Alex, there was a hint of complexity in his eyes.

With his level and sensitivity as a high-level psionic, he could naturally roughly judge Wu Erhan's strength.

Now Urhan, who has no scruples about showing his identity as a battle mage, even Alex himself does not dare to deal with it head-on.

However, what about Midi, who was able to easily break the "Ice Prison Country" and force Urhan to play the biggest hole card?

Looking at the human youth with black hair and black eyes, Alex couldn't help but fall into thought.

And on the other side of the stands, Rui Sen, who has always been very arrogant and bold, also has a solemn expression, after all, next, his opponent is likely to be this Wu Erhan, the other party is actually a rare battle mage, and has both the powerful control ability and skill of the Ice Freeze Division, which can be described as a big threat to the black dragon man who is a pure melee combat.

As for the martial arts chief of the Death Scorpion Family, the first family in Mosoblay City, his face could be described as ugly.

Because this Urhan is the great warrior of the Water Spider Tribe, and the Water Spider Tribe has a close relationship with the Red Blood Bat Family.

Obviously he is a first-class powerhouse, but instead of being able to recruit the Scorpion of Death, he can only watch him enter the arms of other families and strengthen his competitors, which is not pleasant.

Contrary to the mood of this martial arts master, the Simon of the Red Blood Bat was already laughing without scruples at this moment.

"Ulhan, Ulhan, you have hidden so deeply that you have become a battle mage! No, it should be said that the entire water spider tribe can cultivate a battle mage in such a low-key manner, it is indeed unexpected!" Simon said with a laugh.

Originally, although Simon was calm on the surface, Midi's series of victories and scenery had already made him feel secretly depressed. But now, the strong reveal of Urhan's hole cards has suddenly changed the direction of the entire bonfire party.

This kind of reversal and surprise is what Simon likes the most.

"Go and bring my treasured Black Dwarf Sixty Year Old Spirits, and by the way, ask the leader and two priests of the Water Spider Tribe to come up as well. Simon made a gesture and commanded the guards on the side, "Let's raise a glass to the victory of the Urhan warriors in advance!"

Simon's words were not disguised, but deliberately transmitted to the surrounding stands and even the ring in the form of magic amplification.

This assertion was extremely arrogant, but at this moment, looking at Urhan wearing the best equipment, holding the Mithril Battle Spear, coupled with the surging momentum emanating from the hundreds of limbs, no one could refute it.

Even the martial arts master of the Death Scorpion family only snorted heavily.

It is rare that the eldest son of a rival family can talk so much directly, and he doesn't even leave the steps to himself, which is obviously a good handle.

The problem is that to grasp this handle, there is also a lot of risk.

Although this martial arts master had the heart to fight against Saimen, he really didn't dare to bet on Midi, who was only level 62, and in the end he could only shut up.

In an instant, the atmosphere of the entire bonfire party suddenly changed.

In fact, most of the people here are either neutral, or they just don't want to see Urhan and the forces he represents dominant.

The only people who really hope for Urhan's victory, in addition to the Water Spider Tribe, are probably the Red Blood Bat Family.

However, at this moment, under the mixture of shock, envy, jealousy and unwillingness, the entire bonfire party involuntarily presented an atmosphere of "Urhan is about to win".

People pay attention to Urhan, people are amazed by Urhan, and people are in awe of Urhan.

Midi, who was still the focus of attention before, was like being kicked to the side of the road at this moment, forgotten by everyone.

Otherwise, they are given a look of pity, sympathy, and worry.

"Look at it, look at the reaction on this one, human!" Urhan's tone was full of arrogance and indelible confidence, "With your level 62 and that ridiculous sword, it is absolutely impossible to defeat me! As I said at the beginning, I won't kill you, but I'll play you to death!"

Faced with the atmosphere like a freeze, and the opponent in front of him who was imposing after revealing his hole cards, Midi also felt a strong pressure.

However, instead of any nervousness or uneasiness, he smiled.

Not a sneer, not a mockery, but a heartfelt smile that really comes from being in a good mood.

Because Midi was suddenly pleasantly surprised to find that when the real strong enemy appeared in front of him, the dragon blood in his body actually began to heat up, as if he was longing for this bloody and dangerous battle.

Not only that, but even the Horn King Sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if he was about to cut it out.

"Bloodline Atavism, it turned out to be Bloodline Ancestor!Boy, you must seize this opportunity!" Loters's voice brought a rare hint of anticipation.