Swords, magic, and martial arts

Rhodes skillfully dodged several attacks from the "Blue Ocean Bear".

"If you've got guts, stop hiding and fight me head-on like a man!" After several attacks missed, "Blue Ocean Bear" Bill's mentality worsened.

Rod wasn't about to be foolish enough to agree to Bill's offer. With Bill's immense strength and such a huge sword, it would definitely hurt if it hit him.

"You're the one who's not manly. You're armed and you expect me, an unarmed person, to fight you head-on. You're really shameless. You should just call yourself 'Thick-skinned Bear' Bill from now on," Rod mocked.

Bill blushed and stood frozen in place after hearing Rod's words, seemingly hesitating whether he should drop the sword in his hand.

At this moment, Rod slowly circled around to Bill's back.

"Don't try to fool me with your sweet talk, I'm not stupid." Bill turned to face Rod.

"Have you ever heard the story of a smart person saying it exists, and a fool saying it doesn't?" Rod suddenly asked.

"No," Bill replied after a moment's thought.

"I've already said that smart people say yes, and fools say no. You still say no? How dare you say you're not a fool?" Rod suddenly laughed.

Bill became even angrier after hearing Rhodes' words, and he roared as he charged at Rhodes.

Rhodes dodged Bill's furious sword strike with a sidestep, and Bill's sword slammed into the ground, creating a large crater.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Rod grabbed Bill's wrist with his left hand and used Taizu Long Fist to strike his elbow with his right hand.

All that could be heard was a "crack" and Bill's scream, as Bill's right hand fell limply to his side.

Rhodes showed no mercy. If that sword had hit him, he would probably have been killed on the spot if he didn't have his protective martial arts skills.

Rod felt his mindset was off. Even being too lenient in a match was wrong. He was always thinking about how badly he injured his opponent and how it would affect their future life, but the opponent wasn't considering his feelings. As long as he won fair and square and left a good impression on the audience, no one would care how badly his opponent was beaten.

Bill growled angrily and reached for Rod's neck with his other hand. Rod grabbed his wrist again and swiftly struck Bill's elbow with his other hand, breaking Bill's other hand as well.

Despite having both hands broken, Bill remained ferocious, charging headfirst at Rhodes. This time, Rhodes didn't foolishly test the power of his iron head; he dodged first, then kicked Bill in the back.

Bill, struck in the back by the powerful kick, lost his balance and, without his hands to brace himself, crashed face-first to the ground. Rod walked over and stomped on Bill's back to prevent him from getting up again; Bill, with both hands broken, could only angrily stand under his foot.

Five seconds later, after seeing Bill enveloped in a layer of blue light, Rod removed his foot from Bill and prepared to deal with the others.

The technique he just used was a joint lock, which he learned from a drill instructor boasting about during his military training. To his regret, he hadn't had the opportunity to systematically learn these techniques before; they are particularly effective against humans.

While Rhodes was dealing with Bill, Misell got into a fight with someone else, possibly Bill's teammate. After seeing Bill get killed by Rhodes, he voluntarily lay down on the ground.

Looking at him, Rod thought to himself that he was probably like Miles, someone who had been temporarily pulled in because there weren't enough people.

At this moment, the area covered by the blue light screen continued to shrink, becoming the size of three basketball courts. Now there were only about twenty people left on the court, making it seem somewhat crowded.

Miles stopped running and stood not far from Rhodes.

Looking at the panting Miles, Rhodes said, "Are you kidding me?"

Miles was so exhausted that he couldn't speak and was unable to refute Rod's words.

The atmosphere on the field is a bit awkward. Apart from those who are still fighting, no one has made a move. Everyone is waiting for the others to start fighting first.

"Quick, remember to eliminate me later, so others won't know I'm your teammate. If I stay with you guys until the end, everyone will know we're on the same team. Whether I wear makeup or not in the finals will be meaningless. If only the four of you are left, they'll just think your other teammate fell on the road to victory. When I go out in the finals without makeup, they might pay more attention to me." Miles said quickly and calmly.

"Why don't you just lie down on the ground?" Rod asked.

"Lying down directly on the ground is too fake, letting them knock me down will hurt too much, and if you knock me down, they'll never guess I'm your teammate. We need to act a bit more, make it look natural. Got it?" Miles said smugly.

"I understand, but aren't you afraid of being discovered by those mages?" Rhodes asked.

"It doesn't matter if they find out; they won't go around telling everyone like ordinary people do. Let's get started, attack me with your swords," Miles whispered.

Rhodes picked up a one-handed sword from the ground and slashed at Miles.

Miles raised his shield in front of him, and the sword clashed with the shield with a dull thud.

"Be gentle," Miles whispered. "My hand is numb."

"If you're going to act, at least act convincingly. You can just lie down on the ground later." Rod was a little unhappy; he felt that doing this was pointless.

"Alright then, go all out on your next attack, and I'll fall to the ground," Miles said quietly, pretending to retaliate while holding a sword.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it," Rod whispered a reminder.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Miles shouted. Judging from his expression and voice, he didn't seem to be acting at all. The audience was drawn to his shout and began to cheer.

Of course, Rod wouldn't really use his full strength. If he were to use his Mighty Vajra Leg to kick him with all his might, Miles would probably be seriously injured, if not killed.

So he decided to use Taizu Long Fist. Rhodes clenched his fist with the hand that wasn't holding the sword and punched Miles. Miles raised his shield and rammed it into Rhodes' fist. Unexpectedly, Rhodes' punch pierced through Miles' shield.

It was too late for Rod to stop; his fist struck Miles' handsome face, knocking him unconscious.

Suddenly, cheers erupted from the stands, with shouts of "Shield Breaker! Shield Breaker!" This made Rhodes somewhat embarrassed; he hadn't expected his punch to pierce Miles' shield.

Several contestants who had been watching Rhode and Miles fight from a short distance away surrounded Rhode.

Rhodes dropped his one-handed sword and started fighting the four contestants with his fists and feet. They were definitely not on the same team and were wary of each other.

They were very cautious in the face of Rhodes' fists. After all, Rhodes had shattered a shield with his fists right in front of them before, and they didn't want to risk their lives.

Taizu Changquan (a style of Chinese martial arts) contains techniques for dealing with multiple opponents, which Luo De used at this moment. He fought the four opponents to a standstill, and the audience cheered again.

Those who remained on the field were basically the strongest group in the entire match. At this point, Rod fought four people to a standstill with his bare hands, giving the audience something to talk about for the next few days.

Baron and Hammer had finished their fight and rushed over to help Rhodes. With the help of the two troublemakers, Rhodes broke one contestant's shinbone with a kick and punched another contestant hard in the face, knocking him to the ground and unable to get up. As for the remaining two, Baron and Hammer took care of them.

"The game is over!" the bugle call sounded again.

Suddenly, a burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted from the stands, and Rhodes and his three teammates stood on the field basking in the cheers from the audience...

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