Diablo Destruction

A dull vibration echoed over Rogge, as if God suddenly struck a muffled thunder, and the dust raised could be seen dozens of miles away.

"Carlos loves fire and is completely suppressed." Seattlek shook his head and sighed. He also felt that the distance was not a strength gap that he could overcome now.

Why are the same people so different?

The idea that countless adventurers once had when they saw Seattle's terrifying strength now pops up in Seattle's mind. I don't know if it is considered a cycle of cause and effect, and retribution is not good.

"Teacher Kasha, do you think Carlos can still hold on? Teacher Kasha?"

Seattlek turned around and planned to ask the experienced Kasha for advice, but found that the other party was gnashing his teeth and looking back and forth between the crack in the ground and a certain culprit Druid, his eyes red as if he was hungry. Three days and three nights of wild wolf.

"Teacher, don't worry about the wine at this time. In the worst case, I will pay it back to you."

Seatik had a look of helplessness on his face. He was probably the only one in the world who could care about her drink at this time. He was an old drunkard.

"Oh, I don't particularly care. It's just thirty... no, it's six hundred barrels of wine. But if you insist on paying me compensation, I won't be respectful."

Kasha's face changed from gloomy to clear in an instant, and she just stopped talking to Seattle Ke like a neighbor's aunt, with a disgusting look like "I hate it, you misunderstood me, I don't have such shameless thoughts."

Seattle K: "..."

Is there really a tree hole in this world that can hold six hundred barrels of wine?

Originally, if it was thirty barrels, maybe Seattle Lake would consider it, but the Kasha Lion opened his mouth and even said six hundred barrels in one breath and said that I am not that shameless, Seattle Lake had to consider it. .

It's not that he is poor or reluctant to give up money, but Akara has clearly warned several of Kasha's students not to be too spoiled by Kasha, and when the other party drinks, most of Rogge's training matters will fall on Seattle Lake himself. Yes, this is what he doesn't want to see.

Kasha, who did not realize that due to his own greed, had failed to draw water from the bamboo basket, was still dreaming of taking a bath in wine while answering Seattle's question.

"Of course it can't end like this. Although he knows the strength gap between the two sides, he still has the skills to win at the end."

"Super Shunpo, Frenzy Aura, plus the combination of revenge and white heat!!"

Seattle suddenly realized that although Carlos's unique move only appeared during the martial arts tournament, it was already widely known. Together with the double air compression fist that appeared at the same tournament, it was known as the most powerful attack move.

Carlos's combined attack, unparalleled speed + terrifying attack power, is almost everyone's nightmare. Even Seatik himself is not confident that he can take this move. In a real fight with Carlos, what can he do? The only way to deal with this move that comes to mind is to keep wandering around and attack with attack.

Although the power of Carlos's move is amazing, it has a fatal flaw, that is, the hit rate is not high. Constantly changing his position so that he cannot lock on is a very effective method. As for attacking with attack, it is Before you are killed by this move, you must first activate your own powerful move. If you use a unique move, you will know whoever gets it will get it.

How will the other party deal with it?

No matter how he thought about it, Seattle could not find a completely effective way to deal with Carlos's move. He simulated countless battles in his mind. In the end, he came to the conclusion that it was half and half, and the winning rate of both sides was half and half. Of course, in this kind of confrontation, there is a 90% chance that the losing party will die.

How will the other party deal with it?

He cast his gaze on the werewolf druid on the battlefield, his eyes filled with tension, anticipation, excitement, unyieldingness, and fighting spirit.

There are always only two words in Seattle's stubborn brain - fight!

As if to echo Kaxia's thoughts, the wind direction suddenly changed in the dusty training ground and half of the forest.

There was no air flow generated by the powerful collision, and there was no obvious change in the wind direction. The wind suddenly arose without warning in the originally calm sky, and rolled towards the same place, forming a huge cyclone.

Adventurers with a little knowledge can guess after seeing this situation that this is not wind at all, but a person's momentum, and the power fluctuation caused by the huge momentum emitted by a person.

Scenes like this are not uncommon, but the huge cyclone formed by the momentum in front of us has a diameter of more than ten kilometers. The fluctuation of momentum on this scale is simply unheard of and unseen.

"Good guy, Carlos is getting serious."

Kasha murmured as he reached out to grab a wisp of breeze outside the cyclone.

The feeling that came from his fingertips, that powerful force, contained Carlos's unyielding determination that shocked the hearts of others.

Ordinary adventurers, just feeling a ray of heavy will contained in this powerful momentum, may be unable to bear it and surrender first.

Suddenly, a clear avenue separated from the dusty sky on the opposite side, and the figure of Carlos holding a sword and a shield slowly walked from the opposite side.

The armor on his body was in tatters, no different from a beggar, and the helmet on his head fell off at some point, revealing his hair.

Breathing heavily, the dust on his face mixed with the blood on his forehead, Carlos looked like a seriously injured soldier who had just crawled out of the dead.

However, his spine was still straight, his steps were firm and powerful, his eyes covered with blood were slightly squinted, and the gaze revealed from inside fell on him unconsciously, and he felt as if he was being burned.

At this moment, the aura emanating from Carlos was more dangerous than at any time during his previous training. It was just like the crazy paladin who was obsessed with finding Angele's sister-in-law and did not hesitate to burn his life during the tournament. generally.

Does this guy want to burn his life again?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. If you burn it a few more times, you can go directly to heaven to meet Sister-in-law Angelil.

However, the momentum was crazy, and Carlos had not lost his mind enough to waste his life on this kind of battle. He still had to save his life to see his wife and take care of his daughter.

Besides, the method of burning one's life is too rogue for a respectable opponent. Carlos used it twice in the tournament but he had no choice but to trample all his self-esteem for Angeliel. At the bottom of the feet.

When I saw Carlos maintaining this terrifying momentum and eyes, slowly pointing the long sword at me, I breathed a sigh of relief, confirming that this guy still had some sense and did not risk his own life. Play in the hands of death.

"Junior Brother Wu!"

In this solemn atmosphere, Carlos spoke.

"You won this battle, no matter what, you won. However, please forgive me for being willful and selfish as a warrior. I want to see if you can handle this move. I want to see what happens between us. How big is the gap!"

"snort!"

With a confident chuckle, I pointed my sword straight at Carlos.

"That's great, Carlos, I'll make you excited to go on a journey to break through the realms."

"Yeah?"

A faint smile came from Carlos' blood-stained face.

No matter what the final result is, both me and Carlos are already satisfied and smiling at this moment.

"Qiang——!"

Carlos discarded the shield in his hand, held the sword in both hands, took a deep breath, and slowly closed his eyes.

Ice sword!

The ice-blue sword shimmering with cold light was waved gently in my hand. The pressure coming from Carlos on the opposite side made me more focused than ever before. I only felt every beat of his heart and every muscle shake. Even the breath from every pore is clearly reflected in my mind.

"Hey, is this guy planning to do it next?"

Seeing this scene, Seatik let out an incredible cry.

The best way to deal with Carlos's unique move is to constantly change positions so that Carlos can't lock him. But now, Seattleke actually saw the opponent, stood there motionless and let Carlos lock him, and actually wanted to lock him. Los's unique move follows directly.

"It may not be impossible."

Kasha took a gentle sip of the wine and fixed his eyes tightly on the battlefield. In the slits of his squinted eyes, his pupils reflected countless white light spots with the same spiritual power.

Just as she finished her words, the wind started to move.

To be precise, it should be that the cyclone that was blowing the entire training ground, the substantial storm caused by Carlos's power, momentum and will, suddenly disappeared.

The strength, momentum, spirit, and will were all condensed by Carlos, reaching a point - the tip of the long sword in his hand. At this moment, Carlos seemed to be integrated with the long sword in his hand. It was no longer possible to tell whether it was Carlos standing there, or a peerless sword with sharp edges.

Super instant step, disappear! !

The world seemed to slow down, but even in this extremely slow time, Carlos' figure was still an invisible light. Only the mental power in his mind captured it, and there was still an ethereal afterimage.

Just with this feeling, his body naturally turned slightly at an angle, and the ice sword in his hand passed by.

Suddenly divided!

My brain was in a trance, and Carlos had appeared a hundred meters behind me, maintaining a slashing posture with swords in both hands. Together with the ice sword I gently swung out, they remained motionless, as if our time had been frozen.

This scene was so imaginary compared to the final showdown between Carlos and I during the martial arts tournament. Except for the different scenes, it was as if they were carved from the same template.

At that time, when faced with Carlos's unique combination of moves, my ice decapitation sword was shattered and completely defeated. I lost.

But this time, after a moment's pause in their respective time, Carlos knelt down with his sword in hand. I put away my sword and turned around, looking at him silently.

This time, I won.

"I lost, I completely lost. I didn't expect you to be able to escape, hahaha——!!"

Carlos, who was kneeling on one knee, turned over and sat down on the ground. His helplessness and bitterness could not be hidden in his hearty laughter.

Unexpectedly, only two months later, he would be left far behind by those who were slightly inferior to him. This kind of frustration that only others could experience from Carlos in the past, today, Carlos himself finally suffered. Tasted it hard.

"Feng Shui has turned, and I finally avenged the martial arts tournament."

Walking forward, I stretched out my hand and pulled Carlos up.

The stroke he made just after dodging was not done with too much force. The damage caused to Carlos was probably far more psychological than physical.

"nnd, it's really impossible if we don't break through the field quickly."

A rough and loud voice approached from a distance, and without looking back, one could tell it was Seattle Cook and the old drunkard.

Standing nearby, Seattle Ke kept looking at me up and down with his ferocious eyes as big as copper bells, as if he was sizing up some rare animal, which made my hair stand on end for a while.

"I can't tell. I originally thought that my old figure was already good enough, but I didn't expect that compared with Junior Brother Wu, there is still a long way to go."

Although Seatlek said this, his eyes were not depressed at all. On the contrary, the fighting spirit inside was almost burning.

"Yes, yes, you can't tell at all, right? This kid is so stupid that he doesn't look like a master or even an ordinary adventurer."

The old drunkard didn't miss any opportunity to hit me. He found an opportunity to interrupt and bit the word "fan" in my mouth.

"Just wait and see, sooner or later I will turn you into a fool with an IQ of nine."

I shook my fist at the old drunkard maliciously, thinking that one day I would break through the realm of world power. Then I might really be able to use the moon wolf transformation ability to turn this damn old drunkard into an IQ of only Maybe nine idiots.

No, I am more than just an old drunkard. Maybe one day, my ability will cover the entire continent and turn the wisdom of the entire Dark Continent into fools. By then, I will be the wisest person in the entire continent. That’s right, that’s right. That's it, I'm so smart and insidious that I can even think of such a thing, hahahaha~~! !

Maybe now I am approaching the throne of the number one counselor in the mainland.

"Did this guy just win against Carlos? He was so excited that his brain was burned out."

Seattlek asked his teacher, pointing to someone who had started to burn inexplicably.

"Don't worry about him, he must be making some unrealistic delusions again. Alas, it seems that the more powerful he is, the more stupid he becomes. Maybe one day he will really break through to that level. He is also a fool. [Look, that fool master He is the disciple of Master Kasha who is a wise warrior who combines beauty and wisdom]. When the time comes, Master Kasha’s reputation will be over.”

"I think Junior Brother Wu's unrealistic delusions are infected from you, Teacher, or Teacher, you have been infected by Junior Brother Wu..."

Seattlek was silent for a moment, then made a sharp complaint that made Kasha almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"Speaking of which, what exactly is this boy's pseudo-domain ability?"

After glaring at the unfilial student who dared to complain about him, Kasha asked the question he had been holding back.

Although she could clearly see the whole process of Carlos's body being affected slightly after entering the opponent's domain at that time, she was not very clear about the reason. Even if he was as strong as Kasha, he would not be able to do so. The other party paused slightly to determine what kind of negative impact he had received.

"You should try it yourself, I really don't know what to say." Carlos smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Snapped!!"

I dreamed that all the beautiful girls in the continent would become stupid and cry out to be my daughters and sisters. When I was in the ideal state, my head suddenly sank, and the severe pain immediately destroyed the smiling face in my mind. The beautiful girl's face disappeared into thin air.

"Who is it, which guy?!"

When I woke up, I immediately opened my eyes and looked for the guy who dared to disturb my dream. As soon as I saw the old drunkard retracting his spear, I immediately knew what was going on.

Very good, I will buy up all the wine in the entire camp tomorrow, and report to Akara the few wine hiding spots I know.

"Boy Wu, quickly expand your pseudo-realm and let us see what kind of fool attribute it is."

The old drunkard had no idea that he was going to be in trouble, so he still asked me in an arrogant tone without thinking about life or death.

Huh, it's not the attribute of being a fool, it's the attribute that turns you into a fool.

With a cold snort and a snap of his fingers, the pseudo-domain immediately enveloped the three people.

"This is……"

For a moment, I saw a very rare scene. The old drunkard, who was carrying a tragedy, was hiding on the coffee table, and an incredible look flashed across his face.

Is it true that under the influence of the pseudo-realm, people have become stupid? Although this guy is a fool to begin with.

While I was so proud, I didn't notice a trace of complicated emotions flashing across the old drunkard's face along with the shock. Suddenly, he held his head and groaned.

"Damn, my brain... I can't seem to remember anything... What... what on earth is going on? Oh my god..."

Oh, I didn’t expect that the old drunkard’s resistance to the pseudo-domain ability of Moon Wolf’s transformation was so weak. Is it because she is a fool to begin with?

All in all, I felt extremely proud when I saw the old drunkard holding his head in a daze and moaning.

"Have you lost all your already low IQ? What a poor old woman. It doesn't matter, just let me teach you."

Pushing up the imaginary glasses frame, I scribbled the 1+1 formula on the white paper I took out, squatted down, and placed it in front of the old drunkard.

"Come on, let's figure out this formula first."

The next moment, there was a "pop" sound, and my head was buried in the mud by the old drunkard's spear...