Come to Zongman to do things

Chapter 46 Kill everything with the sword!
"The game begins!" A referee announced.

At that moment, the blood bars of Wang Xiaomeng and Heathcliff appeared above their heads.

The condition for victory is that either party's health bar becomes yellow blood, even if they lose.

Heathcliff held an iron shield with a red cross printed on it in one hand, and a long sword in the other. It was an uncommon offensive and defensive class, but since it was called the Holy Shield, his defensive ability was absolutely abnormally strong.

Wang Xiaomeng held Luo Lan and attacked.

"Steel Slash!" Wang Xiaomeng knew that this blow would be blocked, but it was also a test.

crotch~
Luo Lan's blow made a crisp sound on the iron shield, and a layer of gale effect suddenly sprang out.

Because the skill was blocked by the grid, the long sword in Heathcliff's hand had already been slashed when Wang Xiaomeng used the steel-slashing flash, and the speed was extremely fast.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Xiaomeng quickly sheathed and drew his sword, and used a forward cut on Heathcliff.

crotch~
This time the throat slit was a counterattack to Heathcliff's sword.

He successfully flicked the long sword away, but Heathcliff rushed over with the shield, knocking Wang Xiaomeng staggeringly.

shuh~
The long sword flew towards it with a charged sword energy, like a deadly holy sword, with a menacing aura.

"Hmm...!" Wang Xiaomeng felt something was wrong, so she dodged sideways, but in the end she was hit in the arm and lost one-fifth of her blood.

Before he retracted his sword, Wang Xiaomeng's Steel Slashing Flash slashed away again, piercing the sky with a golden light, with immense and boundless power.

"Hehe..." Heathcliff smiled, the shield in his hand returned to the defense with boundless astonishing speed, and successfully received the blow.

"It's not a mistake!" Wang Xiaomeng said with a boundless heart, "The system is rough on me! I can't beat it at all!"

She was only answered by a moment of silence.

"I've said it all, it's not a good thing to be distracted!" Heathcliff had a weird expression on his face, he didn't know that the girl was distracted during the competition.

"But it's enough to deal with you!" Wang Xiaomeng's eyes were sharp, and an extremely powerful air suddenly burst out around him.

Surrounded by the wind, it is full of domineering.

"This skill..." Heathcliff was puzzled, but Wang Xiaomeng didn't give him extra time at all, a huge gust of wind galloped away, as if to destroy everything.

"Face the wind!"

At that moment, the blast collided with Heathcliff's shield and was unexpectedly blocked.

The cyclone is blocked and cannot move forward at all.

"What kind of skill is this?! It's too powerful!" The players on the audience stand exclaimed.

"Don't worry, everyone. Heathcliff, the president of the Knights of the Blood Alliance, is also a strong player. With just a shield, he can block the skill of Gale Swordsman, which shows that the holy shield is not a bragging rights." The commentator explained on the side. .

Wang Xiaomeng's face was completely black. This guy was already invincible. How could I beat him to death?

"Huh~" The huge whirlwind was blocked by Heathcliff with his shield until it was eliminated. The defense was not too strong!
"Tch..." Wang Xiaomeng was displeased, Luo Lan swiped the Steel Sword and stabbed out again, creating a layer of gale and then started running to fight Heathcliff.

Wang Xiaomeng's speed was extremely fast, and he released the second gust of wind almost in a while, but it was still blocked.

Wang Xiaomeng couldn't kill Heathcliff, but her own blood had already dropped to [-]/[-].

Infinitely close to yellow blood.

"It's time to end the battle!" Heathcliff said lightly, through this battle, he almost figured out Wang Xiaomeng's routine.

After the shield blocked a steel-cutting flash, the long sword stabbed out quickly, surprisingly fast.

"Couldn't the sword be faster!" Wang Xiaomeng looked at Luo Lan in his hand and couldn't help thinking, but he didn't expect to lose in the end.

For some reason, Wang Xiaomeng suddenly found that time seemed to freeze, and everything seemed to be still, the expressions and shouts of the players on the audience stage, the exaggerated expressions of the commentator, and Asuna's extremely anxious expression.

At that moment, Wang Xiaomeng seemed to have caught the stream of air slowly floating in the air.

It was blue gas, very ethereal and invisible.

"Is this the Gale Sword Technique?" Wang Xiaomeng was astonished.

But after careful feeling, it's not the same, it seems to be stronger than the blast swordsmanship!

"Misty, extreme speed." Wang Xiaomeng closed his eyes and said silently, feeling a different experience in his heart.

It felt like the wind was blowing in my ears.

"No!" Wang Xiaomeng opened his eyes instantly and the time around him was still passing. Facing the long sword that came next time, Wang Xiaomeng's speed of returning to defense was astonishingly fast, and the speed of returning to defense quickly blocked Heathcliff's long sword , followed by a quick second strike.

"click~"

With a crisp sound, it directly pierced Heathcliff's arm armor.

His blood directly dropped by one-fifth.

"Interesting." Heathcliff's eyes became extremely sharp, and the shield in his hand was in front of him, almost blocking the whole person.

An absolute defense was formed.

Looking at Luo Lan in his hand, Wang Xiaomeng felt a different experience. When looking at Heathcliff, the corners of Wang Xiaomeng's mouth were slightly raised.

Wang Xiaomeng, who was standing there, disappeared instantly, and appeared behind Heathcliff like a ghost.

Heathcliff didn't even think about the shield and blocked it to the left.

In his opinion, Wang Xiaomeng's next attack will not be from behind, because he saw Wang Xiaomeng's phantom appearing on the left.

But there was no sound of the sword.

"Huh!?" Heathcliff was astonished, and hurriedly looked to the right. Wang Xiaomeng smiled slightly, drawing a huge circular arc, and a tornado-like blast rose from the ground.

Heathcliff was instantly taken into the sky.

"Oh my god! The Holy Shield actually made a mistake in its judgment, and now it's caught by the Gale Swordsman!" the commentator shouted, feeling inconceivable about Wang Xiaomeng's counterattack.

"mad!"

"wind!"

"Absolutely!"

"interest!"

"cut!"

Wang Xiaomeng yelled word by word, disappeared in an instant and came to Heathcliff's side, and the sword light flickered immediately, and countless sword energy splashed incomparably gorgeous.

"Boom~"

Wang Xiaomeng brought Heathcliff directly to the ground, and the playing field was directly smashed into a deep hole.

Heathcliff was lying in the pit, not knowing what to do.

And his blood volume dropped directly to the lowest level!
The audience was silent, but the sign of victory was not displayed, "What the hell is going on..."

Wang Xiaomeng was shocked.

"kill……"

"kill……"

"Killed!"

The players on the audience stand watched all this in horror, feeling extremely terrified.

It's obviously a sparring session, and it stands to reason that there will be systematic protection, but in the end, people will die!What exactly happened here!
(To be continued...)
(End of this chapter)