The spirit of war in DNF is immortal.A

Chapter 571 Who Said Uncle Only Supports?
Seeing Bastulu's charge, Lu Zhan couldn't help worrying about Roronoa in his heart.

There are several masters in the Black Blade team who are good at melee combat. No matter who they are, they are capable of defeating Bastulu, because although this huge Tullus warrior has distinct characteristics—great strength to win with strength, his weaknesses are also distinct. ——The speed is slow and it is difficult to turn around. As long as such a man is more dexterous, anyone can fly a kite and kill him.However, the current situation is that it is necessary to compete with this guy in the direction of pure strength, so the kite-flying method is completely ruled out.And if this is the case, then no matter who is in the Black Blade team, there is no way to compete with Basturu in the direction of pure strength.Even land warfare, which has always been dominated by force, will not work.

Because of this huge guy, the strength talent is really amazing, it's completely talented.

What Roronoa is going to do, the people who follow below don't know, because even the members of the Black Blade Squad don't know what skills a pure auxiliary paladin needs to use to face a barbarian with infinite strength.

However, soon everyone will know.

Roronoa indifferently looked at the rumbling and roaring barbarian that shook the tournament stage, quietly stretched out his left hand, letting the golden cross of nothingness behind him shine brightly.

"Weapon Blessing!"

"Slow healing!"

"The sound of nature!"

"Angel Blessing!"

"Guardian Badge!"

"Holy Light Qin Shield!"

"Revenge of Light!"

In just a few seconds, Roronoa chanted countless spells of light, turning himself, who was already strong in defense, into a golden armored giant god, dazzling.

In fact, it is not that the holy knight has no attack skills, it is just that Roronoa gave up most of the attack skills and practiced the rest of the auxiliary skills to the point of proficiency.However, only giving up most of the attack skills, and some specious attack skills, Roronoa still kept them.

Revenge of Light is one of them.

[Revenge of Light: Increase magic defense of a team member within a certain range, and when he directly attacks or suffers damage from magic attack, there is a certain chance that light attribute lightning will fall to the enemy's position, the effect lasts for a certain period of time, and the increased magic defense is affected by The spiritual influence of the caster is directly proportional to the relationship. 】

It seems to be a very common skill, and it is also a skill that Roronoah has never used once.At least the members of the Black Blade team have never seen what kind of form this Revenge of Light is.

However, in the next second, everyone saw it.

Roronoa stood on the spot like a golden-armored giant, with his hands crossed in front of his chest, quietly watching Basturu who charged over.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, Bastulu slammed into the mask around Roronoa's body fiercely, causing a large number of ripples and pieces of broken marks.That is the mask of the Holy Light Shield, which not only has a strong defensive power, but also has the ability to use the power of light to counterattack the enemy and repel them.

Bastulu was reflected by the power of the light system of Shengguang Qindun, and burned most of the thick body hair off his body.But the thick-skinned Tullus warrior didn't even frown, and continued to raise his fist, which was thicker than others' thighs, and slammed it fiercely at Shengguang Qinshield.

"Boom, boom, boom!" As if beating a drum, Basturu's huge fist hit the Qin Shield, and soon there were even bigger shattered marks, which were obviously about to be smashed.

But Roronoa didn't seem to make any movement, instead he closed his eyes and quietly let Basturus do what he did.In the eyes of everyone, this kind of behavior was very shocking, and even some Bantu people and Bastulu himself thought that Roronoa had given up.

"Snapped!"

However, a sudden flash of lightning severely shattered everyone's random guesses.This bolt of lightning came extremely strangely, but it struck Bastulu's head neatly and straightforwardly.The robust man of the Tullus tribe was stunned for a few seconds, and then stopped in place in a daze.

This scene stunned everyone, because there was a taste of divine punishment.

The man Bastulu was also a little scared. He looked up at the sky, and then at Roronoa, who had closed his eyes and crossed his hands, showing no sign of fighting back. He was very disturbed.The Bantu people believe in gods, and they also believe in the cycle of cause and effect and the punishment of the gods.This kind of scene is really like the record in the ancient books of the Bantu people, because of breaking a taboo, being reprimanded by the gods with thunder and lightning.In an instant, Bastulu was in a dilemma. He was neither moving forward nor retreating. He could only stand still and touch the back of his head, extremely innocent and hesitant.

"Let's do it now. This lightning has nothing to do with the gods, it's my skill." Seeing this, Roronoa said calmly.Solve Basturu's puzzle.

"Hey! You're a man!" Bastulu frowned when he heard this, twitched his ferocious face, and swung his giant fist again.

"Boom boom boom!"

The giant fist continued to dig the Holy Light Qinshield. Although it was struck by the thunder several times during the period, Bastulu's brute strength came up, and he resisted the continuous thunderstorms and hit the Holy Light Qinshield. Broken, turned into some light clusters and disappeared quietly.

"Hey...hey...hey, it's really hard enough tortoise shell!" Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Bastulu said angrily, "It's gone now, let me see what you should do." manage!"

As he spoke, Basturu swung his giant fist and slammed it hard at Roronoa.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The sound of punches to the flesh was frightening. Roronoa seemed to have no sense of defense, and calmly accepted Bastulu's destruction of him, letting the giant fist fall on him, head, face.

It seems that Basturu's advantage is already too great to count, but all the people who are watching feel extremely strange in their hearts.

Because, even if Basturu keeps attacking.However, it was himself who was getting more and more injured.

Every time he swung a huge punch, although the corner of Roronoa's mouth was bleeding, the slight injury was obvious.However, the other party can immediately use the slow healing function again, heal his wound, stop the bleeding and pull his health to the full bar.On the contrary, Bastulu, who was the attacker, would be attacked by lightning falling from the sky almost every few punches. He was extremely painful and his health dropped sharply.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Clap clap clap!"

For a moment, the sound of the giant fist hitting the body and the sound of the thunder descending seemed to merge into one, dense and difficult to distinguish.The smell of blood and the smell of burnt meat are even more mixed together, and the taste is extremely weird.

It went on like this for a full 3 minutes.

In the end, a huge body suddenly fell to the ground, staggered and passed out.

The unconscious creature was Basturu, a strong, powerful and invincible Tullus Hercules who was about to be ripped apart by lightning, finally couldn't hold on, and fell down like a jade pillar.

As for Roronoya, he gently wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and once again used a slow healing skill to completely heal the minor injuries on his body.

From the beginning to the end, the pure support paladin Roronoa didn't use a single attack skill, and didn't even move a hand.

But just like that, the Bantu hercules, known for their strength, passed out while attacking the enemy furiously, but the enemy didn't fight back at all.

What kind of situation this is, is completely hard to say.

At least everyone off the court opened their mouths and silently looked at the competition arena.

A silence.

(End of this chapter)