The Etiquette of the Soldiers is To Meet Up

The blue sky, white clouds, and golden sunlight shed warmly, bringing a little warmth to the world.

The breeze blows, blowing the flowers and grass on the ground, rippling water-like ripples, undulating, shaking left and right, stretching the soft curve to the heart.

The fresh breath came from the grass, from the forest, from afar, and brushed Alan's face, bringing lively vitality.

The sun's rays fell warmly on Allen's body, which made him feel extremely comfortable.

It's like lying on a recliner quietly in a leisurely afternoon, enjoying a rare good time.

Allen's eyes narrowed slightly, as if extremely satisfied with the surrounding environment.

However, seeing Allen's performance, the mountain giant standing opposite him, his face looked not so good.

After all, in such a serious and solemn game, the opponent is so relaxed, no matter how you look at it, you don't think that you respect yourself!

The mountain giant, Abel Arnold, his face was quite calm, and he didn't seem to have any huge emotional ups and downs, but the rising anger and the surging momentum of the opponent's body had already explained everything.

The excessive time left for both sides to prepare quietly passed by in the strange atmosphere of extreme opposition between the two sides.

Because this game is a game for the extraordinary, there is no referee in the ordinary game to remind the participants of the start of the game.

However, the light curtain that slowly counted down above the ring played such a role.

And this is not to say that there were no referees in this game.

It's just that those referees won't stay in every ring for a long time.

As the golden rank powerhouses who have reached the sacred realm of the living, they have the ability to perfectly observe all the games and prevent possible accidents in time from standing anywhere in this arena.

Therefore, although it seems that the two sides are still fighting freely in the arena, they have not been ruled by the rules.

But in fact, the rulings and judgments they have received are omnipresent and numerous.

Time passed slowly, and the countdown on the light curtain was nearing its end.

The momentum of the mountain giant has been accumulated to the maximum, and Allen finally condensed his gaze from the surrounding beautiful scenery, turning his careless gaze into firmness.

However, Rao Allen had seen many big scenes, but when he saw Abel Arnold on the opposite side took out a knight's sword about 12 meters 73 long and 2 meters 45 wide, the corners of his mouth twitched.

After all, this type of sword is really foul.

To be honest, this kind of thing, in addition to the style or the style of the knight's sword, the length, width, and weight are far beyond.

This kind of weapon can basically only be exclusive to giant species such as Titans and Mountain Giants.

It’s not that the other silver tiers can’t hold it. Although this weight is heavy, it has not exceeded the tolerance limit of the silver tier. It can even be said that except for the agile warfare among the casters and combatants, the other silver tier powerhouses They are all able to fight well with weapons of this weight.

But the problem is that the size of this knight's great sword is really too big, making it difficult for people to even hold it.

Only a matching large size can exert the power of this giant weapon, which is the most critical issue.

It's like the dilemma Allen is facing now.

Allen does have the confidence to surpass the opponent in combat power, but the too small size makes Allen's damage to Abel Arnold almost superficial.

Although it can't be said that it was a toothpick pierced, but basically it is impossible to attack the muscles and bones at once.

This is also a problem that transcendents often encounter in battles below the golden rank.

What if you can kill the opponent and break through the defense? For the opponent, the length of your weapon may not even match the outermost muscle layer.

Don't say anything about throwing a weapon into the opponent's mouth, or shooting directly along the wound to the vital point after breaking open the wound.

The other party is more prepared in this regard than you think.

After all, there are so many counterexamples left by the ancestors, and if later generations will not learn from them, no matter how strong such a group is, it will not be able to climb to the top.

Then, this will cause a very embarrassing problem. It can break defenses and kill, but it is only a skin injury, and it has no substantial meaning at all.

This is exactly what Allen is doing now.

According to conventional thinking, this must be a long and protracted battle.

Either Alan keeps on wandering, fighting, creating opportunities and then killing with one blow, or flying a kite all the time to kill the opponent a little bit.

However, what he wanted was never such a trivial victory, but a hearty and overwhelming victory.

Condensing the distracting thoughts that shouldn't be in the heart, the rippling heart lake once again returned to the ancient well's waveless, clear and ethereal state.

Alan's eyes became indifferent and calm, like a bay of clear spring, with no traces of colored glaze, and like the sky, vast and high.

[Drops! 】

[Game, start! 】

At the moment when the number of the light curtain floating above the ring was reset to zero, the two people standing on the ring completed the transition from extremely quiet to extremely dynamic at the same time.

The horrible sound exploded, and the funnel-shaped sonic cloud burst.

On both sides of the ring, only two thick white mists were left, which drifted away with the breeze.

And the figure has disappeared.

At the moment before, Alan and Abel stepped and exerted their violent vigor, causing them to beat the surrounding air arbitrarily with their bodies like the sharp blades of gods.

Unparalleled power burst out in an instant, squeezing the ubiquitous but extremely weak air like steel.

Because of this, the water molecules that are free in the air are also forced to squeeze into a thick water mist.

However, all the barriers are nothing more than ordinary to them, to the strong of the silver rank.

Rushing into the body like a meteorite hitting the ground, expelling the air, pulling out pure white vacuum channels on the ring.

One big, one small, one tall, one short, two people with a stature difference of more than ten times, launched a decisive charge at the same time.

Although Abel's start speed is slower than Allen's, the acceleration distance is also longer than Allen's.

But that arrogant and infinite, horrible aura like a wild beast from a time and occasion, is enough to make up for all the shortcomings.

However, although Allen seems to be inferior to the other party, his conviction and will are as firm as ever.

Bend, gallop, sprint.

I use the scabbard in my left hand and press the hilt with my right hand.

His eyes were cold, and his eyes were piercing.

At this moment, Allen was left behind by Kuang Lan, Gang Feng, sound, sonic boom...all.

Alan seemed to be walking in the long river of light and years, everything around him began to blur, and all began to blur, leaving his original appearance, leaving only the original colors and abstract shapes.

But only the big man on the opposite side running towards Allen was as clear as ever.

The face, body shape, arms on the hands, the slight curvature of the hair on the face, the peculiar texture on the skin, the trembling of the muscles under the skin, the meshing and twisting of the bones inside the body...

Allen's gaze was as sharp as a scanner that could see through the human body, seeing all the subtleties.

See the deepest and most subtle places straight.

Approaching, constant approaching.

The two people who charged continuously without slowing down, like two steel mad dragons rushing at extreme speed without stopping at all, launched a decisive charge with an unstoppable fierce aura.

Don't retreat, don't dodge, don't avoid, don't hide.

The two people's eyes were in contact in the air, and the extremely vigorous spirit and the iron-blooded spirit of battle, at this moment, they all turned into a sharp, violent and unreasonable terrifying aura.

With eye contact, there was a violent collision in the air.

Zizi!

Suddenly, it seemed as if there was lightning and thunder at the junction of the eyes of the two of them, making a sound that could be perceived by people on a spiritual level.

His eyes narrowed slightly, but the gaze revealed from it became increasingly cold.

It was as if the gaze projected from that gap really became a knife, a sword, and the sharpest blade.

Sinking, low waist, stepping, drawing a knife.

Zheng!

A clear sound seemed to come from the sky above the sky, and the sound of a knife resounded like a young phoenix.

It disturbed the floating clouds in the sky.

On the ring where the figure had already been lost, a white-gold sword light like colored glaze suddenly appeared, stunning the time.

The ultimate brilliance, the ultimate splendor, and the ultimate Xuanhe turned into the ultimate brilliance in an instant.

The avenue is the best, the avenue is the beauty!

The ultimate beauty is symbolized by the ultimate technique that is close to Tao.

At this moment, Allen's body seemed to have disappeared, and there was only that round of white-golden glaze-like light from the sky and the ground.

Allen's aura reached the highest at this moment, reaching an unprecedented peak.

But in contrast, his opponent, the mountain giant named Abel Arnold, appeared on his face with unparalleled horror.

The long heritage and history represent a strong heritage that has not been cut off.

Therefore, the other party who has received a complete education from his ancestors can clearly understand the meaning of Allen's knife.

The instinctive fear and surprise that originated from the depths of the soul surfaced involuntarily in an instant, occupying the entire soul at an extremely fast speed.

Even if he reacted quickly, he suppressed all his fears and firmly shaken his conviction.

But the heart that was lost in that moment can't be made up in a short time.

The enemy retreats and we advance.

The flaws captured by a series of Perception Specialty such as [Sixth Sense] [Combat Instinct] [Weakness Insight], etc., were successfully grasped by Allen at that one-thousandth of a second.

In the next moment, a terrifying collision that seemed like a falling meteor suddenly occurred.

Boom!

The huge sound wave swept across the square in an instant, accompanied by a violent shock wave, tearing the surrounding air, and emitting a sharp to extreme high-pitched tone.

Although there is no dust in the cleared arena, the shock waves generated by the two unmatched violent collisions still easily oppress and tear the surrounding air, pulling the water molecules in the air away, gathering, and condensing. , Turned into a faint mist.

The white fog is faint and not strong, but it forms a very neat cylindrical fog wall.

And Alan and Abel are located in the center of such a fog wall, which is not clear from the outside world.

However, just like being calm in the eye of a storm, within this tall fog wall, there is also a piece of clarity.

After all, the fog is serious, but the aftermath of the collision between the two and the eruption overwhelmed the outer layer from the inside.

The two stood with their backs on their backs, both holding weapons in their hands.

But the complexion is quite different.

Alan's face was calm, and the wind was calm, as if he had just eaten dinner for a whole circle, and there was no sign of fighting. The right hand trembling slightly, the long knife restrained by the force of the spirit, instantly turned into dust and dissipated in the air.

On the other hand, Abel Arnold's face was flushed with blue veins bulging, fiercely hovering like a giant python, blood rushing, like a steam boiler burning fiercely.

"Your combat effectiveness has far exceeded the limit of the Silver Tier. I am willing to lose to you."

His voice was a little deep and hoarse, as if suppressing some emotions, but still remained stable without any gaffe.

"Thank you."

Allen opened his lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he just responded to the opponent's compliment.

Abel bowed his head and glanced at the deep inside of his chest, cut open the ribs of his chest, cut the skin muscles, but stayed in front of the heart with a knife, his complexion was a little sad and a little disappointed.

"How come I ran into a monster when I came here!"

With a long sigh, Abel shook his head helplessly and walked off the ring.

[Drops! 】

[The 013th ring, Alan Xiulias wins. 】

The moment Abel Arnold stepped off the ring, he floated on the ring as if it was just a decorative light curtain, suddenly rang softly, sending out such a line of words.

Seeing this, the joy that rose in his heart also washed away the sadness from Abel's body, making Allen's mood lighter again.

Because all the matches are happening at the same time, Allen, who finished the match in a very short time, can leave the ring and watch other matches.

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Or cheer for your companions, or collect information on other potential seeds.

But after thinking about it, Allen did not leave in the end, but sat cross-legged in the ring and dozed off.

After all, whether he can win or not depends on his personal hard power after all. His going to the scene will not have much effect on Leonard, Kelly, and Delia in their battles.

Those who deserve to win will still win, but those who deserve to lose will still lose.

Therefore, he doesn't have to spend that effort.

As for collecting information about possible opponents or something.

Allen said that everyone is still in the first round, basically not showing all their strength, and there is not much value in collecting information at all.

Of course, there must be guys who have taken out the means of pressing the bottom of the box, but the guys who have already done their best in the first round are doomed to the fate of several rounds. It is basically impossible to enter the final game, and naturally not. Caused too much trouble for Allen.

Therefore, it is better to rest for a while and recharge your energy for later.