Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 1204 Selected in Fujian and Taiwan 35

In the cold wind of the Western Siberian snowfield, the test of the two big boys began.

Of course, they are holding the Holy Spirit - the wooden sword that has changed from the forest lodge, a wooden sword for training that hits the opponent's body and instantly breaks, so you can wave yourself without worrying about hurting each other.

Elbert, who is proud of his swordsmanship, has a well-thought-out plan to repair Betdiville and frustrate the arrogance of this arrogant werewolf.

But he soon realized that his ideas were too naive.

"So--" Biddeville easily slammed Albert's blow, then slashed his sword and knocked it on the tiger's head: "Congratulations, you died twenty times."

"Hey!" The tiger was knocked out and stunned. Although the wooden sword broke off at the moment of hitting him, the strength and angle of the attack were just right, which brought a big concussion to Albert, and the young tigers suffered a lot. ! He has a soft leg and squats in the snow to gasp.

"Why why are you always unable to hit you?"" Albert said with conviction: "The sword should be stronger."

"That is of course, stupid." Biddier smiled. "I know that you have been using all kinds of swords to hunt Warcraft for seven years. The swordsmanship must be very powerful. But that was developed by the Warcraft Hunter Organization. Swordsmanship - used to hunt those Warcrafts who have no brains and act with wild instinct, may come in handy; however, [fighting people] is another matter. You should not expect me. Are you the same size and mobility as World of Warcraft? You shouldn't think that I have no brains like those of Warcraft, just knowing to act with intuition?"

"Damn!" The tiger grabbed a white snow and slammed it tightly.

Although he is not willing to admit, Butiville's analysis is not wrong at all. Although Albert's swordsmanship is fierce and powerful, the routine is too simple, and the track of the move will be easily seen. The ups and downs of the swordsmanship, which is really effective against Warcraft, is useless to people, especially against the agile and flexible guys like Beddyville. The werewolf is like a catkins in the wind, but how quickly Albert's swords are violent, and Bedyville can easily go away! Every hit of the tiger is foreseen, even if the occasionally unforeseen moves, the fast-responding Bediville can escape the attack with its super-reactive ability!

If you go on like this, don't say that you have played a hundred games, and you can't touch a wolf in Bediville after playing thousands of games.

But the tiger is not dead. He climbed up again: "Damn - I haven't lost yet! Come again!!"

"The guy who doesn't have a long story." Biddyville smiled scornfully and set up the sword. Just like in the water, the werewolf's leisurely sword posture makes him completely flawed.

Of course, Bedieville can't be flawed. It's all the illusion of the werewolf.

Albert didn't say anything about it and attacked it with a sword. At the moment when he swung his sword, he raised the other hand without the sword!

sand! The white snow in his hand sprang out and sprinkled on his opponent's face! That was the snow that Albert had secretly caught when he fell to the ground! Cleverly, he knew that there was no way to hit the werewolf in a frontal attack, and he took this side-by-side road and thought that it would be possible to attack by this.

"Too naive!" The werewolf easily flashed the oncoming snow and raised the sword! He already knew about Albert's next attack orbit, and there was no difference even if there were snowflakes blocking the view!

噗通! The two wooden swords collided together, but the werewolf attacked Albert's blade with a sword tip. The sword of the wooden sword was more powerful than the blade, and Albert's sword was naturally broken! The tiger was shocked, and the sprinting rush was too late to recover, and he hit a shoulder on the tip of Bediville's sword!

"Hey!" The collision caused Albert to stare at Venus in an instant, the air in the lungs was exhausted, and he flew a few yards back and fell heavily on the snow!

"It's bad!" Biddeville knew that he was overweight and rushed to see the tiger's injury. There was a large piece of bruise on the shoulders of the tiger, and the black and white even fainted through the white tiger hair, which looked very serious. Fortunately, the wooden sword disappeared in time and did not run through Albert's shoulder.

The dizzy tiger slowly climbed up and desperately said: "The sneak attack does not work."

"The idea is very good, but the technique is too tender." Biddiville smiled ridiculously: "I have faced opponents that are more dirty and despicable than you are hundreds of times, and I still won. How can a small flower trick be useful to me?"

The tiger frowned. Indeed, the gap in combat experience between them is too great, especially for people's combat experience. Is there any way to win?

Looking at the lost face of Albert, the werewolf had a hint of compassion. He took off his little iron pendant and threw it to Albert: "You are too weak, the action is too good to guess. You can't win me more than a hundred games, making me feel like you are bullying you." It’s just a waste of time to go on like this, let’s make another bet."

The tiger squinted: "What a bet?"

"The tips in this iron medal can be seen by you, and you will appreciate the true essence of it. But once you have seen it, you can't stop. You need to try to hit me within ten attacks, otherwise, hehe- - "Beddyville has a bad brain and thought of a big punishment for Albert: "Otherwise, the housework for the next month will be all arranged by you, including cleaning, cooking, and washing clothes. ?"

"Why do you want to eat, your magic house will be able to change the food as long as you want?"

"But I occasionally want to eat some food that others have made." The werewolf sneered and said: "Do not worry, I will send you in the next month, and will not let you idle."

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Albert glanced at Bideville and said, "Okay. I accept this bet. But I definitely don't want to wash your underwear for you, because it's too disgusting."

Bedyville sneered and watched Albert pick up a small iron medal from the ground.

The tiger can't wait to open the little iron card and try to find any hints that will help him beat his opponent.

In the mezzanine of the small iron medal, only two small lines are hidden:

Discard the rules and keep the true meaning;

There is nothing new under the sun.

After reading it, Albert frowned deeply.

(I don't understand it at all.)

(What does this mean?)

"Don't you understand?" Bettiville raised his sword and sneered: "It's a pity, I won't tell you the answer, you need to understand it yourself."

"And I won't give you time to understand it!" Biddiville didn't wait for Albert to react and gave the tiger a sword, knocking the tiger's eyes on Venus: "Win one!" We have nine games left!"

"Hey!" The tiger reluctantly retreated a few steps: "Good demeaning guy!"

"You can't escape and you can't hide. This month's housework is all inclusive!" Beddyville continued to attack the sword, and the offensive was more fierce than before!

Albert had to fight the sword, first to avoid the violent offensive of the werewolf! Fortunately, the wooden sword is the Holy Spirit - the forest lodge is made of magic. When they touch the human body, they will automatically break and disappear, but the wooden sword and the wooden sword will not break when they collide, and the firmness is still guaranteed.

Hey, hey! The two wooden swords violently collided and the sound was quite harsh. Albert was beaten to retreat, and he did not dare to fight back, fearing that his sword would be flawed and be defeated by Bedieville!

However, he can't defend this way. The wooden sword in the hand is only a wooden sword, and it has been broken and broken in the process of blocking! In particular, Benedict's Bediville continued to use his wooden sword to repeatedly tap a fixed part of the Albert's wooden sword, and Bettiville's own wooden sword kept changing the tapping point! Although the material structure of the two wooden swords is exactly the same, if you continue this way, even Albert can clearly see that his sword will be broken one step ahead of the opponent's sword!

Oh! Broken! The werewolf once again displayed the previous moves, using a wooden sword to stab! Its tip is stabbed straight on Albert's wooden sword, and it is pressed in a place that has been repeatedly beaten and has become very fragile! As a result, Bedyville's wooden sword instantly ran through Albert's wooden sword and hit Albert's shoulder!

"Oh--" The tiger has not had time to scream, and was immediately swept away by the powerful impact of the sword, once again landing!

His shoulders were so painful that he was stunned by a paralysis! The **** werewolf not only destroyed the tiger's wooden sword with the same sword, but also hit the same part of Albert's shoulder with the same technique! The old injury was superimposed on this new injury, and the tiger's left arm was temporarily unable to move freely!

"There are eight more left." The werewolf smiled and reminded.

Albert slammed a fierce attack and thought of something.

(Under the sun, there is nothing new.)

(Nothing new?)

Bettiville's swordsmanship is not the same for each shot, and each hit is an impromptu, unpredictable trick. Because of this, Albert has been suffering, he must exhaust his mind to predict the trajectory of the Bediville attack, and respond according to these trajectories in order to block.

In terms of the speed of light reaction, Albert is definitely not comparable to the experienced Buddyville. Therefore, the tiger can't beat this opponent anyway.

But is that true?

What does he seem to have overlooked, something that is especially important?

Tigers don't have time to think more. Looking at the werewolves coming from the onslaught, Albert can only rush to pick up the wooden sword on the ground.

Oh! The collision of the two wooden swords echoed on the icy ice and snow!