Magical Strategist

"Life is as brilliant as summer flowers, and death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves. Is this the path you have chosen? In fact, your talents should be used where they should be used, rather than against Bai." Bai Fei grabbed the real thing again The dragon's hair mocked: "In this world, the weak can only survive by surrendering to the strong."

His scalp hurt from being scratched, Zhenlong gritted his teeth and roared: "If you succumb to power, you will become a man in vain. I will never let my life leave regrets. Understand, you self-righteous idiot!" "

Bai Fei suddenly became furious. He pulled the real dragon's hair with his left hand, and raised the Black Mamba with his right hand, preparing for a fatal blow.

No, you shouldn't let him die like this. He ruined your own business again and again, and you have to make his life worse than death!

"Do it, you idiot blind man!"

brush!

The black mamba cuts the real dragon's waist.

The real dragon's pupils suddenly dilated, his body trembled, and the heartbreaking pain spread throughout his body.

The robe was soaked with sweat like a rainstorm, and the wound felt like it was bitten by thousands of poisonous insects. The pain became stronger and stronger with each wave. This kind of pain is hundreds of times stronger than being bitten by the Netherworld Wolf before!

Still, he didn't moan in pain.

The real dragon was trembling and twitching, Bai Fei continued: "Please beg for mercy!"

The real dragon's muscles twitched all over, but he still said resolutely: "Begging for mercy? Oh, what a ridiculous joke!"

brush!

Another sword strike. This time, I cut my left leg.

I saw the real dragon's body twitching a few times again. Foam flew out of his mouth. Still he didn't moan.

If her screams were heard by Irene who was not far away, the woman would definitely come back to rescue her.

The so-called "death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves" could mean that no matter how severe the pain is, you can't make a sound and can only die quietly.

Who can endure the pain of Black Mamba?

Lear True Dragon was the first person to be stabbed by the Black Mamba without moaning. Bai Fei couldn't believe this boy's willpower. "It hurts, right? Just scream out if it hurts."

The real dragon saw through Bai Fei's intention, gritted his teeth and said: "Want to lure the Moon God here? Dreaming, idiot!"

"It must have been stabbed deep enough, so I'll satisfy you!" Bai Fei raised his arm high and raised his wrist upward, forming a chopping posture.

brush!

Even if it was his cousin, Bai Fei slashed down quickly without any hesitation...

At this time, the howling warm wind blew, hovering around the real dragon's ears.

No, it was not the wind, but the hand of death touching him.

The real dragon closed his eyes, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Although I can't continue to serve Eileen, at least I have achieved my goal, which is enough!

Maybe it was because the pain in his body had reached its extreme, so Bai Fei felt no pain when he stabbed himself with the third sword.

In a daze, the hand gripping his scalp loosened, and Zhenlong felt something warm touch him on the left side of his body, or in other words, a very comfortable thing wrapped him up.

Am I already dead?

Could it be that what is hugging me now is the halo of God?

In his consciousness, the real dragon asked himself. No, I don’t seem to be dead yet, I’m still in pain...

Bai Fei's third sword was not swung at all. To be precise, it was blocked by a strong hand.

Fortunately, the real dragon was still conscious, and he heard that Bai Fei seemed to be talking to someone else.

"Who? Tell me your name." Bai Fei's voice said.

"My surname is Dad, my given name is Dad, why don't you call me Dad!"

Such a familiar voice!

The real dragon shuddered and opened his eyes suddenly. He found himself lying in the arms of a man in blue.

"It's... you..." The real dragon called out in an extremely weak voice - "Brother!"

I saw that Piro had changed his hair style and had a haircut. He looked very energetic, completely different from the weak and frail scholar he had been before. He gently laid the real dragon down on the ground, and warned: "Brother, steady your breathing. Jasmine, treat him immediately."

There were two other people who arrived with Piro, one was Jasmine, the leader of the "Shadowsong Guild", and the other was the one-armed man Babidi, the leader of the first human mercenary group.

"Little Li'er is so pitiful, relax, yes, keep breathing..." Jasmine put her fingers together and gently pressed the wounds on the real dragon's waist and legs with her two palms.

The soft white light enveloped the real dragon, and the warm air flow entered the body through the wound, and the pain disappeared little by little.

Three top masters suddenly appeared. Skylark rushed to Bai Fei's side in a panic and said softly: "Brother Bai, you may not be able to defeat the Soul Eater in your state today, let's go?"

Want to run away when you encounter an opponent? not that simple!

The real dragon called weakly: "Brother..."

"Here you are." Piro knelt down beside the real dragon and asked.

"They, don't let them go, otherwise, Moon God will be in danger." This short sentence used all the power of the real dragon.

Piro's eyes widened, looking incredulous, and asked repeatedly: "You mean Irene?"

The real dragon nodded feebly.

"Why are you hanging out with her?" Piro asked in shock.

Jasmine answered: "Yes, Irene is a dangerous woman. Little Lear had better stay away from her."

"Whoever hurts my brother, no matter who it is, will never be spared!" Piro's face showed infinite fighting spirit.

Bai Fei's face was expressionless at this time, and he didn't recognize the famous Soul Eater. He said coldly: "Bai is educating his cousin. This is a family matter and has nothing to do with you."

Skylark stepped forward and explained: "Lil Zhenlong is indeed Brother Bai's cousin, it's absolutely true. Brother Piro, you and Brother Bai are also friends. What happened today was purely accidental. We really didn't know that he was also yours." Brother."

"Skylark, get out of the way, I don't want to hit a woman." Piro said forcefully. The Xiaoyaofa fan has been revealed, and the posture does seem to indicate the intention of starting a war.

Babidi stood up and stopped: "Don't be impulsive. We have more important things to do. Don't waste mana for no reason."

"Don't worry, little Piro is not an impulsive man. In my opinion, he can only lecture others verbally and will not take action." Jasmine said with a smile. She and Piro have been friends for many years, and she knows very well what Piro is like.

boom!

As soon as Jasmine finished speaking, a fight started over there.

Who said Piro couldn't take action?

He swung out his Xiaoyao Fan, and the lightning strike technique struck Bai Fei with the force of breaking a bamboo.

Bai Fei used his wrist to suppress the lightning strike with the tip of his sword, and easily resolved it.

Isn't it? What a fight! Jasmine rubbed her eyes, thinking she was hallucinating.

Piro shouted angrily, and golden fighting energy burst out of his body. It looks like the two of them are competing to the death, but fighting to the death!

The earth shook with the impact of two huge forces, golden and black.

In the hundreds of rounds of fierce fighting that followed, Piro kept attacking, causing Bai Fei to continuously retreat. Soul Eater's fighting philosophy - besides attacking, attack. He has taken his "offensive" style of play to its extreme.

Boom boom, bang bang, whoosh...

The air is filled with smoke;

The ground is full of cracks.

The entire desperate swamp became a battle arena for the two of them.

Breath of Fire, Shunpo, Waterfall of Fire, Hate of the Fire God. Another instant step, Sacrifice of Fire, Dragon Walk of Water, Hundred Dragon Walk of Water...

Bai Fei's moves are not as gorgeous and dazzling as Piro's, but they are crisp and neat. He waved the Black Mamba, dodging, fighting, picking, stabbing, blocking, jumping up, double picking, blocking again...

The two are still equally matched, indistinguishable.