Spellcasting Heavens

It has to be said that although Zhang Cheng has always looked down on soldiers in his heart, especially those idiots who don't like to use their brains and just want to use fists and muscles to solve everything.

But Drizzt and Entreri were obviously not in this range.

Five minutes have passed since the beginning.

The two have been in a state of high tension, and there is no sign of relaxation at all. Even if the whole body is sweating, the movement of swinging the weapon is still not deformed at all, and each attack is accurate to the range of only a few centimeters away from the key.

If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that the winner would be decided in a few seconds, but they still insisted on gritting their teeth, their eyes sharp like swords.

There is no doubt that they both realized each other's strength and indescribable similarity through their hands, as if seeing another self through a mirror.

What would a man do if he found out that there was a guy who was the most like him?

It is definitely not about sitting down holding hands and having a long conversation, and then developing into a good friend who can talk about everything.

On the contrary, this person will do everything possible to distinguish him from the other, and even kill him directly to make himself a unique existence.

In particular, Entreri, who is cold and cruel in his heart, is very eager to cut the neck of the dark elves and use blood and death to achieve the purpose of proving his worth.

I'm going to kill you! he growled at the opponent who was close at hand, panting.

No! You can't kill me! Drizzt pushed back reluctantly.

Although he felt that his physical strength was approaching the limit, even his white hair was wet with sweat, but for the safety of his friends, he was willing to continue to persevere, and even end this duel that only one person was destined to survive.

Just when Entreri wanted to say something, Zhang Cheng, who was not far away, suddenly said, Dear dark elf, I think I need to remind you that your battle has lasted for more than five minutes. Before the time ends, your barbarian and dwarven friends will be dead.

Hearing this sentence, Drizzt's pupils contracted violently, and he hurriedly turned his head and glanced at the arch bridge.

As a result, only one gray dwarf guard's body was seen, and Bruenor and another gray dwarf died.

Hey! Where are you looking? Entreri took advantage of the moment when the opponent was stunned, and stabbed the dagger into his left shoulder.

Wow! Drizzt grunted.

Although he reacted quickly and stepped back to avoid the entire shoulder being penetrated, he still suffered a lot of damage, and the blood stained the mithril chain mail red in the blink of an eye.

Maybe in the battle against ordinary people or monsters, such injuries are nothing, even with only one hand, he can deal with most enemies.

But when faced with a killer with almost the same strength, skill and speed as himself, this wound is deadly!

The intense pain will make him lose his proud reaction speed. Once he can't keep up with the rhythm, he will soon have a second, third, and fourth wound, until he can no longer defend and is penetrated by the enemy.

Likewise, Entreri also realized this, licking his lips and sneering: It's finally over! I have to admit, you are the most skilled warrior I have ever seen in my life.

But unfortunately, we are like diametrically opposed twins, and one of us is destined to survive.

It's not fair! He interfered with the duel with words just now! Seeing that her friend was injured, Katie Brie immediately protested loudly.

Fair? Hahahaha! Silly girl, there is never any fairness in this world. Only the weak will beg for fairness, and the strong will use all means to win. What's more, he is distracted in the battle and can't blame others. The killer Let out a sarcastic laugh.

Don't be complacent! You haven't won yet! Drizzt endured the pain and continued to fight.

He's not the kind of fair person who likes to complain. In fact, from the first lesson he learned to fight with his father, he learned one thing: never believe every word that comes out of the enemy's mouth.

I love your unyielding will and eyes! It gives me more satisfaction after killing you. Goodbye Dark Elf, I will miss you...

With the last word blurted out, Entreri burst into the opponent's defense circle with unprecedented speed like an arrow from the string.

Drizzt, whose left shoulder was injured, was completely powerless to resist, so he could only step back, trying to keep parrying and blocking with his intact hands.

Just as he was about to retreat to the edge of the cliff, the other injured arm suddenly lifted up and made a cross-pressing motion, followed by immediately throwing away the weapon in his hand and smashing his fist into the killer's chin. superior.

boom!

Perhaps the dark elves are not known for their strength, but the chin is one of the most vulnerable parts of human beings. Once hit with a strong force, the brain will start to shake violently, followed by a loss of balance.

Seeing that Entrelli didn't even have the chance to resist, he slammed the back of his head down on the hard rock, and had to let go of the hands that were clasping the weapon, and raised his forearm to resist the raindrops of fists.

But even so, he only resisted for half a minute, and then was knocked out alive.

I'm afraid he never dreamed that the dark elves would abandon their weapons at a critical moment and choose fists to end this duel.

However, Drizzt did not intend to kill Entreri. After confirming that the other party was unconscious, he immediately stood up and picked up the machete, and said to Zhang Cheng with a vigilant look: Master! How about we make a deal? You let me go. Friend, I let him go too.

Hehe, of course, I have no intention of making you enemies, just to satisfy his obsession with you. Zhang Cheng smiled and released the rope that bound the halfling, and at the same time generously returned the heart-piercing bow to the girl.

thanks!

Seeing that the captured friend was safe and sound, Drizzt thanked him vigilantly, and also put away the sharp blade on the killer's neck, then cautiously began to retreat, waited until he crossed the arch bridge, and quickly turned and ran towards the passage leading to the bottom. go.

Watching the group of three disappear completely, Zhang Chengcai shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, bent down and patted Encuili's face lightly: Wake up!

Bastard! My head hurts! Where's the dark elves? The killer slowly opened his eyes and struggled to get up from the ground.

he's gone.

Go? Did I lose?

I think so.

But I'm not reconciled! Entreri clenched his fists tightly, and hatred gleamed in his eyes.

Don't worry, the game has just started. If nothing else, you still have many chances. You know, Drizzt is a dark elf, and he has a very big advantage in terms of race. It's impossible for you to defeat it now. He, so I've prepared a small present for you.

After all, Zhang Cheng took out a small bottle of pale yellow magic potion from his pocket...

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