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Fight like a holy elf.

We are the strongest race, and even dragons can defeat them.

Edda's eyes suddenly opened, and his face turned cold.

Countless moves entered her mind in a single breath.

From extreme stillness to extreme movement, she learned to remember the figure of a personable knight, and instantly deceived Kaslan within three steps of her.

The wind howled, and the scimitar blew out like a raging wind.

At this second, she relied on the advantage that the opponent's soul killing spear was too long to recover, and slashed out a thunderous knife!

Kaslan, who had no expression on his face and only had killing intent in his heart, subconsciously wanted to attack as before.

But he felt a chill in his neck.

Dangerous.

Confused, he instinctively responded.

I saw the tavernkeeper's left hand twitch, and the Soul Killing Spear quickly slid back!

In an instant, his right hand had already grasped the place behind the head of the spear, and he forcibly turned the long spear into a short spear.

Kaslan defended in an instant, his black blade facing the scimitar.

Edda's heart sank.

She left a point of strength in the thunder assault just now, and she can explode twice at any time.

If the opponent still defuses the offensive with the opposite attack as before......

She was able to fight to decapitate Kaslan's head before she was stabbed by the Soul Lance.

It's a pity.

Never mind.

The elves find a ghostly figure from the vast sea of memories and find out the unique attack.

Ada's eyes lit up, and her knife changed direction halfway through.

"Whew!" The blade slashed through the air three times!

The blade folded three times in a row, bringing out three feints.

Kaslan felt three chills in his lower abdomen, left arm, and chest.

But to Edda's surprise, in the face of the dazzling onslaught, Kaslan stood still, his eyes red, and the head of his spear stopped in place.

Every knife can be turned into a killing move in an instant, but he is so calm?

Or is it because he has abandoned consciousness and fought purely by instinct?

Eda gritted her teeth slightly, and the last feint turned into a killer move in an instant.

The blade eventually slid bizarrely towards Kaslan's right shoulder, and he was about to cut off his right arm from top to bottom!

And at this moment, Kaslan suddenly moved again.

His footsteps and hands shifted rapidly, and the position of the spear head shifted to that of the blade.

The blade of the gun is facing the scimitar again!

Eda frowned fiercely, and the scimitar retracted.

The fear of the Soul Killer Gun forced her to avoid the blade.

Eda sighed inwardly.

This round of offensive has been completely cracked by him, and he can only find another opportunity.

This old man actually grasped her offensive keenly and accurately.

The earliest raids didn't work, and neither did the three feints to hide the moves.

Instead, he relied on his position and the blade of the gun to defuse her attack.

Fourth.

This is the fourth time her killer move has been cracked.

She had seen countless battles and countless Extreme Warriors in her long life, and although most of the battles at the Extreme Realm level ended in an instant, in Edda's memory, there were still several Extreme Realm masters who left a deep impression on her:

The eldest sister's terrifying aura and oppressive power in battle can simply drive opponents crazy, Sara, who has an eternal smile, is a magical being who can carve flowers with a big axe, and the taciturn Midil is known for his terrifying killing moves that do not hesitate to sacrifice.

Old Scarback likes to torture the enemy's spirit with a vague lurking stalker, and Kayla, who is a prodigal person, is best at turning the tide in the moment of life and death.

The pedantic Stoke is always at a steady pace and stands firm in defense, the ill-intentioned Lausanne knight is good at the explosive assault that does not move and the thunder descends into the world, and the vampire Parrylais is accustomed to infinite feints that are indistinguishable from the real and the false, and the hidden and killing.

The twin swords of the Heart of the Rain are capable of unleashing swift attacks beyond sound in the light of light, while Sakel the Slacker is an all-round genius knight who is adept at seizing every flaw in his enemies through temptation and observation.

But the "earth-shaking" Kaslan in front of him cracked her attack at the last moment every time, and every time it was like a miracle like a Jedi escape.

Her attacks that perfectly imitated the above legendary masters, whether it was Lausanne's thunder raid or Parile's infinite feint, seemed to be instantly seen through in front of this old man.

And this is when he closed his consciousness and used purely battlefield instinct.

The undefeated battlefield legend Edda, who had repeatedly failed to attack, took a deep breath: how did Saqel face this monster back then?

But the battle is not over.

Edda, who was about to take advantage of the agility of his blade to continue the attack, was surprised to find that the enemy's counterattack came earlier than expected!

"Bang!" the gun turned.

Kaslan's eyes were blood-red, and the Soul Killing Spear was sent out again in his hand, and it twisted and spun strangely, bypassing Edda's previous block and stabbing him in the chest.

In Edda's mind, Stoker's impregnable defenses came to mind.

In the next second, in the face of the deadly stab, Edda, who was good at dexterity, did not dodge or dodge, but unexpectedly met with a knife!

The elven scimitar slashes the hideous head of the Soul Slayer Spear.

"Bell!"

A screeching metallic thud was heard.

For the first time since the start of the battle, Ada's delicate scimitar collided with Kaslan's spear, and the strength of the hedge was too great to be flew.

Kaslan swept almost instinctively!

Eda shuddered slightly, and boundless force surged from the gun's body.

At that moment, the bones of her whole body trembled, and the joints of her arms even groaned, followed by numbness and severe pain.

The elf was shocked.

This kind of energy......

Is he really in his sixties?

Her feet shook, and she saw that she was about to be swept down.

In Extreme Realm battles, victory or defeat is often instantaneous, and falling to the ground in this kind of battle means death.

Ada's eyes darkened.

That's the end of it.

When I was a child, my eldest sister's teachings resurfaced in front of me.

Yes, those long-lost memories are back.

Those who have worked hard to achieve combat skills before awakening to the ability of Mindfulness.

Those were once good, carefree days.

She had learned how to deal with the inconsistent, cunning armed dwarves, how to clean up the hypocritical and misbehaving desert orcs, how to deal with the equally dexterous but vicious elven distant relatives from the Twilight Kingdom, how to deal with the pretentious but brutal vampires of the Feast Leader, how to deal with the stupid and ridiculous human adjectives with the power of the end, all from her eldest sister whom she respected, feared, loved, and adored.

And the enemy in front of you......

I've really seen a flawless warrior.

At this moment, the image of a timid boy suddenly popped up in her mind.

It's him.

That kid.

Eda smiled wryly, she still remembered how she was, watching him grow into a dashing young man year after year, watching him become a hearty and handsome young man, watching him be refined into the most terrible warrior, watching him drift away at all the moments when everything was within reach.

And his unique fighting posture.

Wait a minute.

His fight!

However, in a few tenths of a second, Ada's gaze refocused.

In the next second, at the moment when he was about to fall to the ground, he saw Ada's wrist turn abruptly.

Ada's knife deftly stuck to the barrel of the Soul Killer, and instead of resisting, she lifted her legs off the ground and let the force push herself, rebalancing herself in mid-air.

She floated sideways along the barrel of the gun.

In the next second, her legs alternately touched the ground, but each time she was like a dragonfly touching water, and her figure was constantly rushing towards Kaslan!

Kaslan, who was immersed in battle instinct, shook his spear expressionlessly, trying to shake Eda away.

But the elf, like a spider that can't shake off, sticks firmly to the body of the spear, and approaches Kaslan at high speed.

Once again, Kaslan instinctively sensed danger.

"Hiss"

Edda's gaze was determined, her blade rubbing against the barrel of her gun, and as she lunged, slashed at Kaslan's spear-wielding hand.

The knife she pressed against the gun firmly controlled the direction of the Soul Killer, giving the enemy no chance to block or counterattack.

It all happened in the light of light.

At the moment when the blade was about to touch his hands, Kaslan let go of the Soul Killing Gun without the slightest hesitation!

Kaslan's left leg instantly retreated, his waist turned, his left shoulder pulled back, his right shoulder arched out, and his right hand was already clenched into a fist.

Edda's cutlass slashed into his chest.

But Kaslan was faster than Edda.

His right fist burst out like thunder!

"Boom!"

A mouth-shattering sound.

Kaslan's hard punch landed on Ada's right shoulder.

"Kela"

A chilling sound of cracking bones came from Edda's shoulder.

Ada's face was instantly distorted by the pain, and she gritted her teeth and groaned in pain.

At that moment, the elf lost all his balance and fell to the ground, leaving the scimitar out of his hand.

But the sense of crisis in Kaslan's heart grew, and he looked up like a frightened beast, looking for a threat.

In just the next second, Kaslan felt a chill in his heart.

Kaslan subconsciously lowered his head and stretched out his left hand to his left chest!

"Bell!"

There was another crisp metallic sound.

At some point, Edda's scimitar, which was supposed to fall with his master, appeared on Kaslan's chest.

The blade stabbed into the tavernkeeper's left chest.

Blood flowed out.

Eda fell to the ground weakly.

"Dangchang!"

At this moment, the Soul Killing Spear fell to the ground and rattled.

Eda also fell hard, and her right hand fell to the ground paralyzed.

Her left hand was still trembling in the air, maintaining a knife-throwing position.

The blade shuddered in Kaslan's chest.

Kaslan finally came to his senses and withdrew from his instinctive state of knowing only about fighting.

A cold wind blew.

This battle between the extreme realms has ended without warning.

Eda lay on the ground, her right shoulder shattered, her face twisted and trembling.

Kaslan gasped in pain, but her tall body still stood.

Winners and losers have been scored:

I saw the legendary "Shaking the Earth", Kaslan Rumba's left hand, which was bleeding from his chest, pinching Edda's scimitar tightly.

Don't let it move another inch.

Edda, who had suffered a severe shoulder injury, froze.

Sweating coldly, she looked at the knife she had stopped on her opponent's chest with a shocked face, and then looked at Kaslan who was holding the blade.

"How so?"

She muttered, as if she couldn't believe what was in front of her.

Just now, at the moment when Kaslan struck the killing punch, Eda shook his right hand and released the scimitar in the air, and the handle of the knife changed to his left hand.

Also in the moment when Kaslan smashed her right shoulder with a punch and had no time to defend, Eda sent the knife in her left hand.

Straight to Kaslan's heart.

It was the final blow that would make the difference.

The look of astonishment stayed on Ada's face: she should have stabbed Kaslan in the heart at the last moment.

But......

Edda shook her head in disbelief as she looked at the blade stuck in her enemy's chest.

No way.

No way!

I'm clear, clear......

Kaslan saw the situation in front of him clearly and gasped in pain.

He pulled out the cutlass that had been an inch into his chest and threw it at his side.

Blood flowed from his chest.

The scimitar falls, making a crackle characteristic of metal.

But Kaslan's heart lit up: he didn't hold the knife aimed at his heart in time.

He is still alive for another reason.

In the sharp pain in her right shoulder and the numbness in her right arm, Edda, who fell to the ground, trembled, and then hung down her already weak left hand.

She lost.

"It's impossible to ......," the elf muttered in shock, unable to resist any longer.

"You have no armor, and you have no resistance. ”

Edda's face was pale, she lay on the ground weakly, endured the sharp pain in her right shoulder, and said with difficulty:

"I should have stabbed you in the heart before you could reach out...... But ......"

Kaslan's gaze was slightly condensed, and he sighed slowly under Ada's gaze.

"Why," Eda looked at Kaslan, who couldn't stop breathing, and hissed as she struggled to breathe:

"Why can't I kill you?"

Kaslan sat down on the ground.

He was out of breath, but he smiled a relieved smile.

The sun shone down on the streets, and the north wind howled, blowing over two rivals who were lying down and sitting.

Instructor Edda...... Ahem...... You, ......" saw Kaslan coughing violently, and said with difficulty:

"Bad luck. ”

(To be continued.) )