Arad's Sword

Chapter 381 Victory Without Fighting
"No!" Beside the ring in the distance, Bingshou's partner "Blood Hand" roared angrily, wanting to rush forward to rescue his companion.

But immediately, several mages from the Tarantula Tribe shot at the same time, firmly imprisoning him in place, unable to move at all.

And this little commotion was ignored by everyone at all. At this moment, when the black sea of ​​flames mercilessly swallowed the ice hand, everyone—regardless of identity, status, and race—all Unanimously, they focused their sights on Midi.

Who the hell is this guy?
Such a question popped up in most people's minds.

In fact, ice masters at the level of ice hands are far from top-notch in the Underdark.

For example, Zaknafein, even though he is a melee professional sword soul, can also defeat or even completely defeat the ice hand.

But to achieve that kind of victory requires ingenious calculations and a lot of skill matching, and finally the fatal blow can be achieved.

Using one's own advantages to attack the opponent's weaknesses is a reasonable victory.

This is a victory that everyone can accept.

However, Midi's victory was simply unacceptable, because it was too messy, too domineering, and too rough!

From beginning to end, Midi only used one skill, which was Asura's "Burst Flame Wave Sword".

From the beginning to the end, Midi stood in the same position, not even moving half a step.

Of course, from the beginning to the end, there was nothing technical about it, it was just an indiscriminate bombardment until the opponent collapsed.

Then, you win.

And it's not an ordinary victory, but an absolute victory that blows the opponent to pieces.

This is no longer what can be described as domineering, but completely unreasonable and illogical.

So brutal!

Who can accept this?
Many dark elves really wanted to say, how could it be possible to defeat the opponent with such a brute force and no use of brains, maybe it was luck?

But when the words came to their lips, they just couldn't speak.

Because Midi not only beat the ice hand by brute force, he also beat the lizardman by brute force, and beat the half giant.

Facing powerful melee opponents, he crushed them with a stormy long sword, and facing powerful opponents of the legal system, he crushed them with indiscriminate magic.

Although there is no technical content to be seen in every crush, but being able to crush all the way like this may be a terrible strength in itself.

Therefore, even though the dark elves, who regard the law of the jungle as their criterion, and even the various races in the Underdark region are extremely confused, they can only admit that this human standing proudly like a god of war in front of them is indeed a strong man.

At the same time, a suppressed shocking voice sounded from a corner of the arena.

"Midi Athlex!" Mason muttered to himself, complex emotions flashing in his eyes.

The fight between Midi and Bingshou was so earth-shattering, Mason naturally began to pay attention to it just now.

However, under the cover of brilliant flames, flying ice chips, thick black smoke, and pervasive white mist, even the eyes of the wandering gunman could not pass through the obstacles and see the opponent's face.

It wasn't until this moment, when the battle was over and the smoke cleared, that Mason finally saw the human's face clearly, and the result surprised him.

Just now, when Midi defeated the half-giant, Mason also asserted that this human being is absolutely impossible to be his opponent, but now, after seeing the opponent's appearance and confirming the identity of the opponent, he can't say that anymore .

You know, a few years ago, when Mason was still many levels higher than Midi, he had already lost to his sword, even his arms were cut off.After fleeing back to the Underdark, the black dragon priests paid a huge price to regenerate their hands.

Even so, Mason's upgrade has been delayed for quite a while, and it is only level 60 now.

And Mason will never forget the extremely painful failure that day.

The person who brought him this pain was right in front of him at this moment, and various emotions such as fear, anger, anxiety, and confusion flowed through Mason's heart.

From a rational point of view, he is unwilling to be an enemy of an invisible opponent like Midi.

Today's Midi has not only caught up with Mason in terms of rank, but also showed a majestic side. This kind of barbaric dismissal is not possessed by the Midi that Mason has fought against, but it is even more daunting. .

But emotionally, Mason longed for a battle of revenge.

Who wouldn't want to step on the enemy who had cut off his arms and humiliate him severely?
And the most important thing is that Mason couldn't figure it out at all. The well-behaved Belmar Kingdom is not the king. What did that Midi Asrex go to a place like the Underdark?
Also, why would he be a slave to the tarantula tribe?
Could it be that he was chasing after himself?

As soon as this idea came up, it was rejected by Mason.

He didn't think he was worth that, and besides, he didn't want to scare himself.

The only way is probably to confirm with Midi in person.

In other words, in the next championship game.

"Although you beat the Ice Hand, how long can you last with that kind of mess?" Mason said softly, shaking his head.

And just as Mason's vicious eyes of the wandering gunman saw, although Midi killed the opponent directly in an unreasonable way, he paid a considerable price.

The double volley of explosive flame beads is not a simple technique.

Not only does it require a high degree of concentration to achieve dual purposes, but the key is to consume more mana.

Especially for Midi, it is the first time he uses this technique, so there will be additional waste due to lack of proficiency.

In the previous battle, every time Midi fired a volley, the magic power consumed was enough to release four ordinary Explosive Flame Wave Swords.

In other words, in order to obtain faster firepower pouring speed, Midi directly paid a full double of the magic power as the price.

Not only that, in order to be able to penetrate the ice hand's defense, Midi also used a variety of super magic skills on the blasting flame beads, such as acceleration, such as extreme effects, and finally, when using the skills, he put them under his feet. A ghost formation.

Even Midi who owns the Spirit Dragon Sword, under such crazy and indiscriminate bombardment, has squeezed his magic power to the limit, almost exhausted.

After all, he is a ghost swordsman after all, based on ghosts and gods. Although the magic power is extremely pure, it is not suitable for such a large-scale magic bombardment.

However, just like shaking with the flesh before.

Now, Midi used magic power to overwhelm his opponent, and also made his own magic power further purified.

This kind of purification is not because of the absorption of pure magic power, but on the basis of absorption, it is tormented again by itself, so the purity is even higher than that.

Originally, the purity of the dark magic power in the Underdark Region was already quite high, but now that it was squeezed, Midi was pleasantly surprised to find that the purity of the magic power in his body was even higher than that of the outside world!

If the body can be filled with this kind of magic power, according to Midi's estimate, in the battle just now, the magic power will not be exhausted, but there will be a lot of surplus.

However, this is only an "if".

At this moment, the magic power in Midi's body was gone.

But a new round of selection has already begun.

"Red Nine vs. Red Five!"

The referee's voice sounded in the arena.

This is the last round of the points race.

Hong Wu, a dark elf assassin, is considered to be in the middle of the team, and he is Midi's last opponent.

In the eyes of everyone, Midi dragged her feet onto the ring that had just been repaired with magic.

He didn't hide his tired expression, he didn't even bother to stand up, so he just sat down on the ring and stared fixedly at the dark elf assassin opposite him.

"Now that all my magic power is exhausted, this is the best chance for you, and the only chance to defeat or even kill me." Midi said calmly.

There was an uproar in the stands, and even the slave fighters were uproarious, because no one thought that Midi would be so frank.

What does he want to do again?

That's what most people think.

Not paying any attention to the surrounding discussions, Midi paused for a moment, showed a calm smile, and continued: "But of course, even if I lose my magic power, I will definitely not stand still. Moreover, if you have the intention to kill me, Then, I will definitely do my best to kill you."

"It's up to you whether you want to seize my weakest opportunity and fight hard." Midi closed her eyes after saying the third sentence, and started meditating directly on the ring to recover.

On the opposite side, the face of the dark elf assassin showed a struggling expression.

Being able to kill such a terrifying opponent is undoubtedly the best chance to become famous.

As a slave fighter eager to advance to the top five and gain freedom, the dark elf assassin naturally wanted to plunge his dagger into Midi's heart.

But once he is really determined to do this, Midi will undoubtedly fight back.

Can he withstand the attack of this extremely ferocious and terrifying human being?
Even if Midi had exhausted his magic power in the battle just now, the dark elf assassin would not dare to guarantee it.

After all, the scene of killing Bingshou with a burst of flames just now was too domineering and unreasonable.

And the scene of brazenly killing the half-giant before was equally terrifying.

If he was hit by Midi's long sword, the dark elf assassin doubted whether he could block the blow with his agile body.

Do you want life, or do you want to fight for your life?
Two opposing thoughts were fighting in the Dark Elf Assassin's heart, making him stand stiffly in place, unable to take any action at all.

In other words, because he was afraid of being regarded as an attack by Midi, he didn't dare to act lightly.

"Kill him, and I can give you all the contribution points I've earned these days!" The bloody hand's roar suddenly sounded from under the ring on the other side.

The dark elf ghost swordsman stared at Midi with eyes full of resentment, wishing to devour him alive on the spot.

However, after hearing the angry voice, the dark elf assassin calmed down instead.

He pondered for a moment, then he thought it through and looked at the referee very briskly, and said loudly: "This game, I admit defeat!"

In the final round of the scoring competition, Midi won without a fight, with a total of eight points, ranked first in the red group, and advanced to the championship.

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