Chapter 1212: Admit defeat

Fortunately, Locke did not know the inner thought of the orc warrior Kluf.
Fifty years of hard work for him to go to Feng Lan's plane is enough to give Locke a headache. If it is two hundred to five hundred years, I am afraid that Locke will go crazy.
He is only more than 180 years old this year.
The Tornado Storm has grown to the extreme under the deliberate manipulation of Locke. Being in the center of the storm and feeling the strong wind elemental power around him, Locke suddenly has the illusion of being in a wind tunnel at the bottom of the wind-lane plane.
In terms of wind strength, this tornado storm has the ability to threaten the life of a general third-level creature.
It was also at this time that the giant tornado storm was like a standing funnel, with the sharpest and strongest part of the wind elemental blade at the bottom of the funnel, and suddenly rushed to the defense of Prince Kahn, who had no dead ends like an iron hedgehog!
"It's up to you if you can win." In the center of the storm, the scarlet blood eyes under the bone armor looked coldly at Prince Kahn below.
Wearing a crown of thorns and armor, holding a thundering sword, and Kane in a mad state, he also understands that the next step is to decide who will win the contest.
"Roar!" After the heavy lion roared, Kahn's hand holding the Thunder Rolling Sword was tighter.
Under the blessing of the blood and blood, countless blood energy gathered from all parts of Prince Kahn's body with his right hand.
Precisely speaking, it was the Epee that gathered to his right hand.
The light contained in the Thunder Rolling Sword is deeper.
Faced with Locke's final blow, the lion prince seemed to be planning to use the power bonus brought by the blood-blooded madness to come across a wave.
This is indeed in line with the temperament of the Rhine Lions.
After being blackened by Locke for a long time, Prince Kahn's stomach suffocated.
Although the most sensible approach is to temporarily avoid this last blow of Locke to save strength.
In this case, Prince Kahn who has survived this move will easily win the competition.
But how could the proud royal lions choose this "coward" approach.
From the aspects of which the enemy is proud, it is the true nature of the orcish family that defeats the opponent with pure power.
"Blood Blade Slash!" A huge blood blade was thrown from Prince Kahn's thundering sword.
This move also consumed almost two-thirds of Kahn's remaining power.
The collision of the storm and the blood blade caused the imperial guard's campus to suffer a ruthless ravage and baptism again.
The ground was lifted, and a huge five-meter-diameter stone mill rolled up into the sky under the storm.
The orc warriors onlookers near the school ground have clearly retreated, but they still have the illusion of being blown down by this huge impact.
"The situation is a bit out of control, this is not enough! The Guards can be regarded as my Kruf's site, and I have to control it a little." The tiger tiger warrior who had been standing on the spot murmured as if around The energy shock did not affect him.
A touch of energy is generated on Kruf's body surface, which is only manifested after the mad blood is practiced to the extreme.
Kluf's energy quickly shot, covering a light energy shield around the school grounds.
At the same time that Kluf shot, there was another person on the school ground.
A touch of black dark elemental magic, fleeting
The storm became calmer, and the Blood Blade disappeared. At this time, the two third-level creatures showed abnormal weakness and exhaustion.
Prince Kahn's appearance at this time is very miserable. The crown of thorns and armor worn on his body is completely scrapped, and the wounds around the body are also very eye-catching and terrifying.
If such injuries are placed on the magician or the orc priest, it will definitely be a serious injury without dying.
But placed on the third-level orc warrior of Prince Kahn, it is just a moderate injury.
These wounds look scary, but in fact Kahn can recover as soon as he is cultivated for a week or two.
In contrast to Kahn, Locke, who was suddenly protected by a dark elemental shield, was lucky.
At least he didn't have too many obvious scars at this time.
After the dark element shield flashes for a few seconds, the power that gradually becomes a little element disappears invisible.
Before it dissipates completely, the most striking part of this dark element shield is a huge dent in its center.
Obviously, the culprit that caused such a dent was the blood blade released by Kahn.
But what makes all orcs unbelievable is how a dark element shield in this area blocked Prince Kahn's blood blade attack.
Although there is a weakening of the power of Locke Storm, it can block Prince Kahn's blood blade. The strength of this dark element shield has caused all the orcs' attention.
At the angle of the Imperial Guard's campus, a magician wrapped in a black robe stood quietly.
Many orcs present are no stranger to the magician, because not long ago they had just cooperated with the magician to draw their own two tubes of blood in exchange for generous rewards.
"It was me who lost. You are indeed a tough opponent, Prince Kahn." Locke said with a sigh.
Without Ashaer's sudden meddling, his ending might be worse than this prince.
There is no fighting in his body. In that crisis situation, even the magic scroll has no time to pull out the use of Locke, and only the result of being hit by the blood blade.
Locke's defeat caused Kahn to roll his eyes, thinking that it was just an ordinary discussion. Even Prince Kahn didn't think that it would eventually develop into this scenario.
Both sides lifted the transformation one after another, and Locke returned to 1.8 meters, while Prince Kahn returned to 3 meters.
"Bring it!" After returning to his original appearance, Prince Kahn first distressedly grabbed his crown of thorns and armor, and then extended his lion claws towards Locke.
With a strong smile, Locke handed over the two third-level biological crystal nuclei that he promised to Prince Kahn this time.
The two crystal nuclei started, and Prince Kahn's face looked better.
In order for this extra-fast, injured, and destroyed armor, Prince Kahn really regretted agreeing to the human knight's competition.
Resisting the sensations of weakness in his body, Locke walked to Ashaer on the edge of the arena.
"Thank you, or I might have to lie in a hotel in Shabak for a while." Locke said to Ashaer.
A sticky orange potion was thrown to Locke by Ashaer. Locke was no stranger to this potion. It was the concentrated potion he hated when Feng Lan was seriously injured in the plane.
The strange smell of concentrated potions made Locke frown.
But after taking it, the feeling of warmth and power returning lightly in the abdomen made Locke temporarily forget the unpleasantness caused by the taste buds.
"Nice battle, good potion. Are the two guests knights and magicians from the east coast of the Wizarding World?" At this time, Tiger Tiger Warrior Kruof of the Tigers stepped forward and greeted.