Vol 2 Chapter 215: Don't worry, be steady first

Watching Licha raise his eyebrows, his opponent Heiman held a tens of kilograms of heavy swords out loud: "Boy, don’t think I’m like those idiots, I’m very alert to you. Yesterday you fought, I have seen Yes, one-and-a-half of the competition was at the moment when the handkerchief hit the ground. You shot and won the victory by sneak attack."
　　 "Shouldn't that be a sneak attack?" Richard said, "The handkerchief is on the ground, which means that the game is started. I can naturally shoot, but the speed of the shot is a little faster."
"Huh!" Heiman holding a giant sword sneered, "Don't quibble, it's obviously a sneak attack! And now, what I want to say to you is that the same way doesn't work for me. Boy, don't think Try to defeat me with some small means. Either you take out your real strength to defeat me, or let me use the sword in your hand to blow you up!
　　Kid, take out your strength and really fight me! Let me see, what is your skill, higher than my ranking! "
　　 Richard was silent, looking at each other, and felt that the conversation between the two did not make any sense at all, because it was not in a flat conversation. Halfway through, Richard looked at the other party and said, "Since this... well, you can do it."
　　 "Okay!" The other party nodded, then shouted, "Look!"
　　 At the next moment, the opponent's blue muscles burst, and the muscles on his arm swelled like iron, holding a giant sword, rushing forward and slamming Li Cha very hard.
　　Richard's eyes blinked, and he had no intention of receiving a move. His body flashed quickly to the side, avoiding the blow.
　　 "Boom!"
　　 The other party's giant sword hit the ground, the whole ground was slightly shocked, the soil was flying, and the dust was rising.
After half a ring, the other party looked up and glanced at Li Cha, who was hiding aside, frowning with a bit of displeasure: "Boy, what are you hiding from?" Obviously, in the other party's mind, Li Cha should be hard against him. That's right, it's shameful to dodge.
　　Richard was not prepared to say anything, just whispered: "You... continue."
　　 "Damn boy, I'm going to kill you." The other party shouted, irritated, and attacked Richard again with a sword.
　　Richard quickly dodged to the side again.
　　 "Boom!"
　　The other party's giant sword was cut again, and a huge depression was cut in the open space, but Li Cha was not hurt at all.
　　 The other party was furious and quickly raised his sword, chasing Richard's continuous attacks.
　　 "Boom!"
　　 After half a ring.
　　 The whole site was dusty. The audience sitting on the lower level of the auditorium coughed constantly while covering their mouths and noses. The host on the high stage was also frowning. The open space is even more potholey, with sword marks cut by giant swords everywhere.
　　Heiman, holding a giant sword, gasped in the diffuse dust. Looking at Richard, his eyes were red, and he was extremely dissatisfied and shouted, "Boy, why do you keep hiding for me?"
　　 "Guess." Richard said.
　　 "Huh?" Heiman froze for a moment, and the blood vessels in the temple bulged out at the next moment. "Wow" attacked Richard with a giant sword.
　　 Richard dodge, dodge, keep dodge...
　　……
　　 One minute, two minutes, three minutes...
　　 Five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes...
　　In a blink of an eye, fifteen minutes passed in the attack dodge, the dust was still permeated in the field, and the audience who originally sat in the lower seats and wanted to watch the game more clearly all shifted to the upper seats. The audience in the high-level seats was already drowsy, and felt the battle was extremely boring. If it hadn't been the one who had been scolded just now, there would be no strength, otherwise this time it will continue to scold.
What the hell! I don't want to watch this game! It is to watch hard-to-fight, competitions! What's so good about hiding games, refund money!
　　 The host on the high stage can't shift the position like an audience, nor can he scream. In the rising dust, the host could only tire of the dust on his clothes. Once, twice, three times...Finally, the host gave up the struggle and sat on the high platform, letting the dust keep coming, turning him into a "native."
　　 "Ah-sneeze!"
The host sneezes, draws a white handkerchief from his sleeve, wipes it, and then looks into the field with a pair of boring, life-seeking dead fish eyes, looking at Li Cha who is still evading, and dragging the giant sword Chasing the attacking Heman.
　　 "One pig, one monkey." The host said in his heart.
　　 At this time, Heman, who was a pig on the field, had to choose to stop and take a breather after a series of unsuccessful attacks.
　　 stared at Li Cha with a disappointed expression: "Boy...huh...you have the ability, don't run. Boy...huh...you have the ability to fight me face to face."
　　Richard was standing not far from Heiman, looked at Heiman, and suddenly said, "Okay!"
　　The words fell, wielding a slender long sword, and pierced towards Heman without warning.
　　 Heiman was surprised for a moment. He did not expect that Richard had such a big contrast.
　　Damn it!
　　 Heiman panicked his sword and tried to stop.
　　Who knows that Richard saw him stop, quickly retreated, and then stood a few meters away, looked at him expressionlessly, and waved gently.
Ok?
　　Heiman was stunned for a moment, and then some doubts, and then some anger: Is this provoking him? Well, this must be provoking him!
　　 The boy!
　　 Heimang's eyes seemed to be burning, and his tired body poured out strength again, attacking Li Cha.
　　 Richard continued to dodge.
　　 The previous process was repeated.
　　Dodged, Li Cha blinked. At this moment, rather than winning, Richard is collecting some data-the "accelerating recovery" magic pattern in the first ring, and the data in actual combat.
　　 Before the preliminary match, because the opponents were uneven, Richard could not carry out this test. But now it is an extremely rare test opportunity to face a somewhat irritable opponent with outstanding strength and a heavy sword.
　　 In a sense, during the battle, the dodge side is more passive than the attacking side because it is passive. But now because the attacker's Heiman is holding a heavy giant sword, this gap can be smoothed to some extent.
　　Since this is the case, then on the basis of exerting "accelerating recovery", this battle has been dragged down and the other party collapsed, how long does it take?
　　 The answer was soon revealed.
　　 In the constant dodge provocation ~EbookFREE.me~ Half an hour passed.
　　Heiman was so tired that he sat down on the ground, panting heavily, looking half dead. A lot of sweat flowed out, soaking the whole body, eyes blurred.
Li Cha slowly approached the other party. The other party glanced at Li Cha sideways. He didn't move at all, and he couldn't move at all. The heavy giant sword could not be lifted at this time. The whole body was as heavy as lead. Sitting and breathing continuously, a sound of a bellows sounded deep in his throat.
　　 Richard continued to approach, walked in front of the other party, and then pushed towards the other party's body. Heiman's eyes widened, and in the panting, in the eyes of "you are ruthless", he fell heavily on the ground like a mountain collapsed, raising a lot of dust, and then did not stand up again.
On the high platform, the host who was about to fall asleep yawned, shook his head and stood up. Shaking a lot of dust on his body, his spirit slightly revitalized, and then anxiously announced: "The game is over, Li Chasheng!"
　　 "Hoo", everyone in the audience took a long breath and finally ended.
　　 Richard walked back to the entrance with a long boo, and saw a strange face of Macbeth and Nancy. Neither of them thought that Richard would eventually solve the battle in this way.
　　Macbeth said aloud: "Say...you have been dragging this game too long, right?"
　　 "Isn't it'don't be too anxious, be steady first'?" Richard stared at Macbeth, shrugging, "Master Macbeth, what did you say?"
　　 "This..." Macbeth touched his nose and turned, "That... go for a meal, there is a competition in the afternoon, and I'm gone."
　　 "......"
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