At a certain moment, the whole world seemed to fall into an eternal sleep at that moment. The incarnation of all things was gray and white, and the desperate and murderous air broke out in an instant along the broken blade of Lorenz that had been crushed by Jin with bare hands.

The sense of brokenness as if everything were withered, caused a shiver in the hearts of everyone present.

Jin, who had gradually gained the upper hand by virtue of his strength and physical superiority, was like a big tree in the violent wind. Although he still firmly grasped the ground, he was in pain, and was forcibly supported by the strong wind.

"Drink!" Lorenz, who had always been calm and calm, roared in a rare rage, and his sword aura broke out. Jin was immediately shaken a few meters away by the grudge, before he could stand still, and Lorenz was killed like a gust of wind. come.

At the critical moment when King was suddenly completely suppressed by Lorenz and was about to retreat, the trio who had already stared at this side acted simultaneously. Estir’s baton dances like a whirlwind, as if blowing into the oasis sparking a rippling spring, which makes people’s eyes bright; Joshua is like a ghost, holding back the huge pressure and approaching Lorenz’s back with double knives in his hands. He was already slightly out of the sheath; Olivier's eyes were as cold as a falcon, his power guide was clenched in his hand, and the pistol fired in bursts, seeming to have to do both, penetrating Lorenz's vindictiveness that had turned into substance.

Lorenz cast his power unabated, and waved his hand to block Estir’s sky-stick dance. Then he jumped and avoided Joshua’s secret attack. Finally, he roared loudly and swung out his sword, zero style. The storm offset the guiding magic in Olivier's hand. It's just that even if it is as strong as Lorenz, under this set of smooth coordination and seamless continuous attack, it can't help but slow down by half a beat.

Masters duel, details determine success or failure, it is this short half-second that gave Jin a chance to regroup. With a suffocating breath, the gold rooted in the soil like a giant tree once again restored its previous impeccable appearance.

The next moment, when King and Lorenz pounced on each other again, the situation changed subtlely. Different from the previous use of offensive tactics and Lorenz's head-to-head, Jin changed his strategy, and Taidou Liu's secret dragon power was launched with all his strength, like a solid barrier, making Lorenz feel that his assassinations were hard. On the rocks, it was extremely uncomfortable. The auxiliary attacks of the other three people on the side also followed. Estelle approached Lorenz’s side from left to right, blocking his retreat, and Olivier at the moment did not have the graceful demeanor he had before. A mad dog ran back and forth around the center of the battle. From time to time, the brilliance of healing magic shone on Joshua and Estil who were rubbed by the aftermath of Lorenz’s attack. From time to time, tricky bullets shot out through the fighting spirit. On the entwined battlefield, Lorenz, who is at war with Kim, is locked. And the oppressive feeling of "If you don't evade, you will be hit in the vital part", Lorenz also had to stop the attack he had prepared and move his body to avoid the bullets passing by.

Such a fast, high-level transition between offense and defense lasted for a few minutes, and the cheers of the audience on the sidelines were also wave after wave. However, only Helija, guerrillas, and other high-level contestants who watched the battle from the sidelines could see that this evenly matched balance seemed wonderful, but in reality it was extremely dangerous. As a well-known oriental warrior, Jin’s basic skills and strength are naturally beyond doubt, and he deserves to be a head-on confrontation with Lorenz, who rarely falls under the wind, while Olivier has mature shooting positions, timing control and The ability to provide protection and recovery for his teammates has also been fully utilized. In addition, he himself is far away from the center of the battle, saving a lot of physical energy, so he can persist for a while.

But Estir and Joshua are at the end of the battle at this moment. Even though their speed of progress has almost reached an exaggeration level in the eyes of the familiar predecessors, but in the face of Lorenz’s bottomless exquisite swordsmanship, the two of them have played almost everything they have mastered at this stage. Avoid or block the strange attacks that are almost unpredictable.

However, the price paid for doing so is a rate of physical energy consumption that exceeds the average times. It's not just those extreme avoidance and defense actions that consume too much physical strength, but it's caused by the extremely tight mental state. Although the two of them can still seem to be standing normally, they are actually already floating in their footsteps, their bodies are limp, and there is the last straw on the camel--

"This is terrible." Cruz frowned in the stands. "If Joshua and Estiel can't continue to insist, just rely on the words of Mr. King and Olivier--"

Not only Cruz, but all the spectators present who saw Estir and Joshua had difficulty moving, all knew that this duel might be determined. Lieutenant Lawrence of the Intelligence Department may have secured the place for the final victory.

However, at this moment, the previous offensive was in full swing, and now only one further step is needed to resolve the two troubles, and then Lorenz, who was tidying up the remaining enemies one by one, made a posture of closing the knife.

"If you can take this final blow, even if you win." After that, the chill of the whole body disappeared, and replaced by--

"Worse, this posture--" Although it seemed to be convergent, the well-informed Jin saw at a glance that Ensign Lorence at this moment was really using a real guy's attack.

After cautiously stepping back a few steps, the vindictive spirit circulating on Jin's body had never been so crazy, and the skin all over his body turned red because of the surging vindictive spirit. Olivier, who was not far away, also set his posture again. The force gun in his hand had already been thrown aside, and he was manipulating it with his hands. A large amount of force energy poured out from the tactical force guide, turning into a shield, a barrier, and The barrier wraps itself tightly.

In the next second, everyone on the field was sweating coldly, and the aura that seemed to belong to the underworld completely disappeared. At the same moment, the ghost flame that seemed to come from the depths of **** and swallowed into the world, with Lorenz as The center of the circle, with fifteen sub-moments as the radius, layer upon layer, spread out. It was originally a hot summer, and the center of the arena at this moment is even more like a hot hearth; the air is distorted, and the black flakes on the ground, the scorching breath, even the closer viewers feel the kind of fish being scraped off the scales pain.

"Estil! Get away!" Joshua tried to drain his last bit of strength, telling him instinctively that this move is absolutely impossible to be blocked by himself-not just because of the momentum that he wants to destroy everything. It's even more instinctive fear because of some inexplicable familiarity.

However, Estiel had no intention of retreating at this moment.

"..." The expression in her eyes has never been so firm, Estill, used all the strength she had put on her body for this last block——

"That guy...want to force the next move?" Heliga looked worried, "It might be possible if he is physically fit, but now..."

"No... The current Estier is a bit different from before." Fei's eyes were sharp, and she saw the difference between her friends more when she got along with Estier. "Perhaps this is after all this experience, Real growth for Estiel."

"Drink ah ah ah ah -" Although he tried to mobilize all the strength of his body and cooperated with Jin's insignificant vindictiveness, he tried to block the flame out, but when the hot waves passed over his body, the pain still caused Ai Steer couldn't help calling out.

Even so, Estir's face gradually showed a smile.

"I..." When the last layer of flames dissipated.

"Finally..." When the ground was scorched and only the place where Estelle was standing was still intact.

"Success..." The long stick in his hand was already cracked.

"It..." In Lorens's hands, the long sword that had long been tortured by the high temperature and various previous attacks slid out of the original owner's hands.

"...The winner is..." After a few seconds of weird silence, the host seemed to say a little tremblingly...

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P.S: The sword emperor didn't take out the golden wrench, so the power of Ghost Yan Slash was greatly reduced. This was the only way to make Estier insist on...