i am not the elf king

Chapter 115

Zuo Fawei was indeed a warrior, but his movement was as nimble as an assassin, and his attack method was different from other warriors. He was holding a sword rather than a sword.

Tong Le walked up to the ring step by step, thinking about how to defeat Zuo Fawei harmlessly. Using magic might not be effective, but close combat...is he his opponent?
"Where's your contracted spirit beast?" Zuo Fawei asked first.

Tong Le looked behind him and said with surprise: "Oh, he's still sleeping in the dormitory, I forgot to call him."

Zuo Fawei suddenly had a black line, the contracted spirit beast is sleeping?Shouldn't it be in the contract space?But soon he realized that Tong Le didn't intend to use contracted spirit beasts to fight him.

"Take out your weapon, it's not my opponent to beat you like this." Zuo Fawei thought to himself that if you don't need a contracted spirit beast, you should use a weapon, right?A magician also needs a staff.

"Okay, as you wish! Let's start!" Tong Le said as he took out his watermelon knife and said with two gestures.

Everyone knows that weapons are one inch long and one inch strong, and one inch short and one inch dangerous.Only assassins would choose this small and exquisite dagger as a weapon.

Everyone couldn't help laughing when they saw the weapon Tong Le took out.They all wondered if Tong Le was stupid, holding such a short knife to fight against Zuo Fawei's big sword?
"I don't understand you young people, good magicians insist on using knives, pay attention." Zuo Fawei raised the corner of his mouth, and rushed up after speaking.

Tong Le raised his hand and threw a fireball, and then rushed out following the fireball. Magic is basically useless to Zuo Fawei, so he can only fight in close combat. I don't know how effective my meditation is during this period of time. Can you give it a try with the soldiers?

From the audience, I saw Zuo Fawei's speed was a bit faster, but when I faced him, I realized that it was not so fast. He just dodged the fireball and appeared on Tong Le's right in a blink of an eye.

At the moment Zuo Fawei disappeared, Tong Le held the watermelon knife backwards and raised his hand to block the right side of his body.This is an instinctive shot, without much consideration at all.

"Ding!" There was a crisp sound of gold and iron, and the watermelon knife and the big sword in Zuo Fawei's hands collided. Tong Le was knocked back three steps, and Zuo Fawei also took two steps back.

Tong Le held the watermelon knife in front of his eyes and saw that there was no gap. He muttered twice, "The weapon made by the dwarves is really good." If it was replaced by the original watermelon knife, it would have been broken long ago. Not even a gap.

"Magician?" Zuo Fawei's right hand holding the sword trembled twice, and looked at Tong Le with a frown. How could a magician match up with him?
Tong Le nodded and rushed forward first, and when Zuo Fawei reacted, he suddenly shifted his position by using space movement.

Zuo Fawei's counterattack was completely in vain, and Tong Le's fighting instinct seemed to have completely lost its effect.

Because Tong Le himself doesn't know where his space transfer will transfer him, so it is impossible for him to react in advance.

Tong Le appeared a dozen meters to the left of Zuo Fawei, checked the direction, turned around and rushed towards Zuo Fawei again, waving the watermelon knife in his hand, making Zuo Fawei unable to determine which direction the watermelon knife was coming from.

In addition, Tong Le's speed was not slow, and soon he was three meters in front of Zuo Fawei. He raised the watermelon knife high, and it looked as if he was about to chop down from the front.

But when Zuo Fawei was about to react, Tong Le disappeared again, appeared in the distance again, and then continued to charge.

Every time, like this time, without waiting for Zuo Fawei to react, he used space to move away, and did not make contact with him every time.

After several times in a row, Zuo Fawei stopped making preparations in advance, and he didn't want to counterattack anymore. As long as Tong Le really dared to attack, he could dodge and counterattack.

This is Tong Le's real purpose. After digging a hole and waiting for Zuo Fawei to jump in by himself, unexpectedly he actually jumped in.

While sprinting back and forth while chanting magic, after a space movement, with a light touch of the finger, thorns appeared under the left Fawei's feet, tightly entwining the left Fawei's feet.

Tong Le smiled lightly, and started his magic show. He stretched out his hands forward, and magic balls of various colors flew out continuously, shooting towards Zuo Fawei like a machine gun.

Zuo Fawei smiled wryly, and was controlled by Tong Le for a while, but this guy underestimated himself too much, to attack him with such a low-level magic?
With a soft snort, the fighting spirit came out of his body, forming a protective layer outside his body, blocking most of the magic balls, and he still needed to swing his sword to block some magic balls.

When he was tired of dealing with the magic ball, Tong Le was constantly approaching.Suddenly the magic ball stopped, Tong Le suddenly took a step forward, and slashed with the watermelon knife.

Zuo Fawei's big sword was in front of him, and when he blocked the watermelon knife, his face changed, because there was almost no force on the watermelon knife, as if it was lightly placed on his own big sword.

Tong Le chuckled: "I'm sorry, you were fooled!"

After finishing speaking, a bolt of lightning shot out from the palm of his left hand and hit Zuo Fawei's body.Zuo Fawei was instantly numb from the electric shock, his long hair hanging on his shoulders stood on end, as if Lei Gong was still alive.

This was not over yet, a tornado was born under his feet, spinning Zuo Fawei into the air.When Zuo Fawei left the ground, his wrist trembled strangely, and the big sword in his hand slashed against Tong Le's wrist holding the knife for no reason.

Tong Le couldn't hold on to the watermelon knife anymore, and fell to the ground with a clang.Looking up at Zuo Fawei who was still spinning in mid-air, Tong Le applied a healing spell to himself first, and then said lightly: "Do you want to admit defeat? If you don't admit defeat, I will send you down."

Now Zuo Fawei was dizzy, how could he answer.But Tong Le still pretended to be serious and waited for a while before saying: "If you don't speak, I will take it as your agreement!"

Speaking of controlling the tornado, he took Zuo Fawei to the bottom of the ring, and gently placed him on the ground.But he was sent in the opposite direction, and sent to the Lingyun team.

After finishing all this, Tong Le carried his injured right hand behind his back, and turned to look at Sun Tianlong under the ring. This is the most important battle, and any grievances will be resolved on this ring.

Sun Tianlong also looked up at Tong Le, and then jumped onto the ring: "Do you need to take a break? Don't let people say that I bully you!"

"Hehe, no, it's enough to deal with you." The battle between Tong Le and Zuo Fawei didn't consume too much mental power, and he didn't need much rest.

(End of this chapter)