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Chapter 481: Enemy's Narrow Road (5)

Chapter 481 Enemies meet on a narrow road (5)

Author: Half-wounded but not broken

Chapter 481 Enemies meet on a narrow road (5)

This time, the maps of the Demon King Arena are all adjacent to each other, so it is easy for them to suddenly change drastically while walking. One second it was an icy snowfield, and the next second it was normal to be thrown directly into the desert.

During the battle between Qing Ning and Du Le, too much noise caused a landslide, which forced the two to give up and retreat. Qing Ning also felt that they could not continue fighting, and it would be difficult to stop if they continued.

At that time, no matter who beats whom to death, it will not be a good thing.

That's right, even in the Demon King's Arena, Qing Ning stuck to his heart and never broke his precepts.

Du Le jumped from the mountain peak and ran directly to the Confused Snowfield, while Qingning followed the ridge and in a blink of an eye, he arrived at the Raging Waves Desert.

Of course Qing Ning knew this place. At first he thought about passing by quickly, but then he noticed the golden energy not far away and hurried over to take a look, just in time to catch Murat who was shot away.

The reason why there are always people jumping out to disrupt the situation actually has to do with where everyone is.

If each map is regarded as a huge square, everyone happens to be at the corner of this square, with other maps on three sides, which is equivalent to standing at a crossroads. Naturally, another one will pop out soon.

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Regardless of the reason, Paul felt very slutty.

When he saw Philuffy climbing ashore, Paul thought he was lucky and had caught someone who was easy to deal with. In the end, not only did Murat chop off several of his fingers, but another one jumped out who was not a good guy at all.

guy.

Although his fellow monk has an IQ problem, his ability is not a problem, and Paul knows his temper very well. Anyone who can make him so annoying but not beaten to death must have two brushes.

Paul's side is planning countermeasures. Murat doesn't know this monk either, but it seems that he is not on the same side as Paul's side. Since they are not on the same side, they can cooperate.

"Do you have any grudge against them?"

Qingning then took a good look at Murat who was speaking. It might be the first time he saw tiefling, so he was startled. Then he realized that it was very rude, so he quickly clasped his hands and said:

"The young monk has little knowledge. He has never seen anyone like the female donor. I hope you will forgive me."

Murat couldn't understand what the female donor meant, but she could still feel Qingning's attitude.

This is very new to tieflings.

When most people see a tiefling, their first reaction is to stay away. Murat has been in the eyes of wary and disgusted people since he was a child. He has never encountered someone as sincere as Qingning, and he immediately has a feeling for him.

A lot of good feelings.

"As for the young monk, I don't have any grudges. However, the technique used by that person was exactly the same as that of my benefactor. I thought he was his benefactor's disciple and couldn't bear to do anything evil, so he wanted to put down his butcher knife."

Qingning was originally a child of ordinary people. When he was six years old, his hometown was hit by a flood. His parents and relatives were washed away. Only he was hung on a tree branch to survive. He was later rescued and taken to a temple before being recovered.

One life.

Qing Ning didn't know the name of his benefactor. He only knew that when he rescued people, his whole body was covered with golden energy. He looked like a god descending to earth and majestic. So when he saw the stuttering monk using a trick, he thought

He is a disciple of his benefactor.

In fact, this is a misunderstanding. The technique used by the stuttering monk comes from a school called Shishi style, which is spread in many planes. If Qing Ning knows other demon kings, he can inquire carefully and find Professor Shishi easily.

A martial arts school with flowing techniques.

Even if he continues to fight with Du Le, he will see Du Le using similar techniques, which he has newly learned, but he is not yet proficient in using them and has not used them directly on Qing Ning.

Compared with the most common combat skills such as 'strength increase', 'agility increase' and 'vigor surge', the lion style technique is indeed a little rarer, but it is really just a little bit, and it is not difficult to find.

But due to lack of information and the monk's stubbornness, the fight started.

Murat actually couldn't understand Qing Ning's words. It seemed like a common saying somewhere, but the implication behind the words was that although there was no hatred, I would beat him.

It is enough to know this.

"Please help me contain one of them."

Qingning nodded and said:

"The female benefactor was full of hatred. The monk should have advised the female benefactor to let it go. When will it be time to retaliate? But the young monk is not good at Buddhism and may not be able to save the world, so the young monk just followed the female benefactor."

This means that I definitely can’t persuade you, and I happen to want to fight you too.

But Paul would definitely not be beaten passively. Seeing that the new Qing Ning was planning to take action, he immediately threw out a flame as big as a broad bean.

--boom!

Although sneak attack does not involve martial ethics, you will have martial virtue only if you win, and you will lose everything if you lose.

However, Paul also knew that the power of his fireball spell was definitely not as powerful as that of a real mage, and he didn't think those two would be easily killed by a single fireball spell.

The rising flames licked the sand, and before the red fire was completely dissipated, Murat felt a gust of evil wind coming from above his head.

He couldn't see his face clearly against the sunlight, but judging from his body shape, he looked like the stuttering monk.

With a bang, the iron fist hit the thought blade that Murat was holding above his head for defense. A shock wave exploded immediately, blowing away the remaining flames and smashing Murat half an inch into the sand like a pile driver.

"Wind Combo!"

A monk's fists have strength that exceeds that of magic weapons. Even a powerful monk's fists can be compared to weapons forged from rare metals such as adamantine and mithril.

The flurry of blows is the Monk's signature ability. When the Monk's most powerful weapon hits several times in an instant, a weaker one may be taken away by a set of combos.

Fortunately, the mind blade in Murat's hand is a mind blade, not an ordinary weapon. The stronger her will is, the more indestructible the mind blade is.

The Fire of Vengeance allowed the mind blade to block the iron fist fired by the monk like a cannon. Moreover, Murat was a warrior, and his physical abilities were not weak in all aspects. It was not a problem to resist a few hits.

The biggest problem was Murat's abdominal injury.

The continuous shocks caused the wounds where the healing potion had been sprinkled to crack and ooze blood. Although the mind blade was indestructible, the person himself was not indestructible.

Qingning on the side wanted to come up to help, but when Murat was attacked, Paul also rushed up from the other side.

Qingning had no choice but to move a few steps sideways to meet Paul.

"Fierce Palm!"

Facing the sickle-shaped sword being swung at him, Qing Ning didn't panic at all and raised his hand with a palm strike.

The excellent magic weapon hit Qing Ning's palm and made a sound of hitting metal. From this alone, Paul knew that the opponent was a monk who was not inferior to his companions.

"Tiger Claw Kung Fu!"

Turning her palms into claws, Qing Ning grabbed the blade of the sickle-shaped sword with a click.

It's incredible that a pair of fleshy palms can block magic weapons. Paul can't even pull out the weapon now. It feels like the weapon in his hand is clamped by iron pincers.

Having lost two fingers, Paul could not hold the sword with both hands. It would be unwise to compete with Qingning with only one hand, but Paul was a cursed swordsman after all and could use magic.

"Stand Knife!"

The blade of the sickle-shaped sword jumped forward, and a vertical blade popped out. Qingning reacted quickly and immediately tilted his head back to avoid it.

The hardest thing on a monk's body is only his fists, and his neck cannot stand head-on with magic weapons.

He raised his head to dodge, causing his fingers to loosen. Paul took the opportunity to draw out the sickle sword and swung it with his backhand again.

"Lightning beam!"

The Cursed Swordsman used the weapon to cast spells very quickly. The lightning beam was not emitted like a normal spell, but directly wrapped around the body of the sickle sword. The crackling lightning turned it into a sword in the blink of an eye.

A lightning sword.

Now Qing Ning didn't dare to resist directly with her hands. No matter how hard her fist was, it was conductive. She turned sideways to avoid Paul's sword.

There was just a stabbing sound, and dense electric sparks left a layer of scorch marks on the sand, as if a real thunder had struck there.

"Mantis Fist!"

Qingning seemed to be faster than the stuttering monk. Before Paul could retract his sickle sword, he stepped forward and struck Paul in the throat.

The mantis fist goes straight to the vital points, inserts eyes, locks the throat, kicks the vagina, and uses all possible means.

"Surge of energy!"

There was absolutely no way he could escape simply by retreating, so Paul had no choice but to activate his energy again and retreat continuously in an attempt to get rid of Qingning.

The roaring energy really interfered with Qing Ning's attack, and the blow aimed at Paul's throat hit the opponent's shoulder.

Although the Mantis punch was fast and accurate, it was not strong enough. Paul felt pain in his shoulder as if it had been shot through, but it did not affect his activities.

"Shield!"

Finally raising the sword again, this time Paul added the shielding technique to the sickle sword.

So on the surface it looks like a sword, but in fact due to the blessing of the shield technique, Paul looks more like he is holding a large shield.

This blocked Qingning's follow-up offensive, but it was also equivalent to switching from offense to defense.

"Wind Combo!"

It's no wonder that Qingning's master specially taught him a set of stick techniques. Qingning had no intention of killing Paul, but he showed no mercy when he started, attacking like a gust of wind and rain.

He threw out several punches in an instant, each punch was extremely heavy. Because the speed was too fast, the punches of the blast seemed to burst out at the same time. The shield technique that Paul held up immediately broke through a huge crack.

He himself seemed to have been hit by a truck and flew backwards.

"Heavenly General Benlie!"

The young monk kept saying not to kill, but he was more ruthless than anyone else.

Paul finally managed to stabilize his body without falling. Qingning came at full speed at a high speed that was difficult to recognize, and struck a palm at the already cracked shield.

The fierce force broke through the shield in an instant. Fortunately, the weapon in Paul's hand was an excellent magic weapon, otherwise even the person holding the weapon would have been hit with a palm.

When Qing Ning and Murat were talking, Paul was certainly not idle, but took the opportunity to arrange tactics.

The reason for switching opponents was that Paul knew that he couldn't defeat Murat without two fingers, so he might as well entangle the newly appeared Qingning, wait for his companions to kill Murat, and then attack Qingning from a flank.

Time was tight and there was no time to arrange too complicated tactics, and Paul's idea was actually not wrong. It was a judgment based on experience.

But there is one variable that cannot be taken into consideration, and that is how strong Qing Ning is.

Obviously, Qingning's strength exceeded Paul's expectation, and he was a little unable to hold him back.
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