Chapter 1217: Bloom

Although Billy showed great unwillingness, he finally acquiesced to my roster.
After all, he is just a fighting freak, only eager to satisfy the fighting desire in his heart, not a simple uneasy person.
After confirming the layout, we had a brief strategic discussion.
It wasn't until eight ten ten that our opponent appeared in the lounge unhurriedly.
Uniform and straight uniforms, proud and glorious eyes, and exquisite and expensive weapons, these are only the temperament of the most elite members of large guilds, which are vividly reflected in them.
Leaving aside the strength, just this temperament is enough to make many unknown small guilds tremble.
Yula glanced at the other person and whispered in a low voice, "They are very strong."
I can't help being surprised: "Have you played against them?"
She nodded: "I played against them when I was at level 6, and we lost."
"What is their fighting style?" I asked.
"Very tough" Yula said, "and very good at attacking."
"Do you want to change your strategy?" Yang Xu was a little worried, and said, "There are always holes in defense."
"Always attacking will also have flaws." I squinted, staring at the opponent's leader, and slowly said: "Our attack will probably not be as violent as theirs. Then we can compare defense and patience with them. I don't believe it. In a battle, you can’t even find a flaw.",
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At 8:29 am, the thirteenth arena.
I stood behind Jackson's shield, staring coldly at the opponent's shield a few meters away.
That big shield is completely different from the big shield held by Jackson. The gorgeous, noble, and exquisite beast totem carvings make the entire shield very majestic. On the other hand, Jackson's big shield is gray and gray, and there are countless fine lines on the shield. Above, it looks like a scratched mirror.
Comparing the two, we seem to be very low instantly.
With a slight sigh, I secretly rejoiced: "Fortunately, the content of the game is a competition of strength, not a gorgeous aspect."
With a whistle, the battle officially began.
As in previous battles, the first to attack is always the shooter.
The opponent's archer must have been ready to go. At the same time as the whistle sounded, a feather arrow shot towards our shield with thunder.
At the same moment, Lilya also shot a crossbow arrow that was small but powerful enough to match it.
The arrow of the feather arrow is wrapped in a ball of blue light, and the arrow of the crossbow arrow is wrapped in a ball of red light.
The two arrows passed by, making a low whistle, and immediately separated and flew towards each other's target.
While breathing, the feather arrow slammed into the big shield, and at the same time the muffled sound started, the blue light group enveloping the arrow burst out with strong magic, and a thick layer of frost spread from the arrow tip, and it was a blink of an eye. Cover the entire shield surface.
At the same time, the crossbow arrow also accurately hit the center of the opponent's shield, and with a blast, the hot air wave exploded. The high temperature destroyed the shield surface over and over again, trying to burn the majestic totem.
One arrow of ice, one arrow of fire, the first move can be said to be irrelevant.
Looking at Jackson holding the shield again, he was still holding a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, squatting in place, motionless, until the ice magic power was fully released, he lightly hit the shield with his sword, knocking off the attached thick layer of ice.
Looking at the opposite shield hand, he has slightly raised the shield surface to block the entire body, only revealing the half of the helmet that covers the head.
When the heat wave dissipated, he poked his head out and shook his shield slightly, presumably to dissipate some heat.
After one blow, the magic missiles were like exploding fireworks, smashing into each other overwhelmingly.
I followed the trajectory of the huge number of magic missiles, aimed at one of them, reached out and grabbed it, and just grabbed it into the palm of my hand, I felt a burst of tension from the palm of my hand, that was the power generated by the magic missile when it exploded.
I roughly felt the strength of the next power, and I had some points in my heart. However, just one of them didn’t explain anything, so I took off my right handguard and aimed at the magic missile again, choosing the one that seemed the largest. , Caught the past again.
As soon as my finger touched the magic missile, it exploded, and suddenly, a powerful force hit my finger.
My fingertips were slightly numb, and my palm was raised. I could clearly feel that the brutal force from the magic missile was pushing away my palm every inch.
"Want to force me away?" With a cold snort, my heart was ruthless, and the palms of my arms exerted force at the same time, pushing forward with this force. When the fingers reached the center of brutal force, I slammed again and squeezed.
With a soft sound of the wave, a nearly transparent ripple, centered on my fist, swayed around, and when it hit the magic barrier, the barrier trembled slightly.
After a few seconds of silence, there was a sudden cry, and the onlookers clamored.
Ignoring the surrounding voices, I slowly retracted my hand, spread it out, and saw a few tiny bloodstains healed at an extremely fast speed in the palm of my hand.
The moment I saw the bloodstain, I couldn't help but startled slightly. Can this large magic missile hurt me? !
While thinking about it, a strong wind rushed, turning his head subconsciously, and looking in the direction of the strong wind, a feather arrow wrapped in a crimson weapon was shooting at my right hand.
hide? Still blocking?
In an instant, two choices appeared in my mind at the same time, and I didn't know which one to choose.
While I was dumbfounded, I felt a scorching heat piercing my right hand, and at the same time, a sound of explosion exploded in my ears, and the explosion of air forced me to retreat half a step.
A second later, a sharp pain came from his right hand, and when he looked down, he saw that his right palm was already and bloody, and even a few places showed dense bones.
The moment I stared at the vague flesh and bones, I ignored the pain, the exclamation of my teammates, and even the magic missiles that kept coming and going around.
Because, I found that at this moment, I was laughing.
Yes, I was just laughing.
Laughing because of the serious injury of his right hand.
Smiled because of the right arrow.
It must be quite difficult for this archer to shoot such a beautiful feather arrow at such a good time.
It is not easy to be able to release so many magic missiles at the same time, but also contain magic missiles that are enough to hurt me. This magician.
It is also not easy to be able to withstand the heat wave released by the burning magic and hold on to the last shield.
In a team, with such three strong teammates, can the other teammates be worse?
Recalling the first impression when I met them, I curled up my lips and smiled slightly: No wonder they are so proud and so glorious, all of which are based on strength.
They are strong enemies, the first team of strong enemies they have encountered so far, and it is a great honor to be an adventurer to be able to fight strong enemies.
Maybe we will lose in this battle, but at least, the brilliance of losing, at least, let us go all out and let the light shine out!
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