Half-elf Ranger

Bloody Arena.

As the fence gate opened, Thorne, who was standing on the arena with half-squinted eyes, turned his gaze to the direction of the source of the sound.

There were only the last two games left, and he didn't dare to be careless.

Although the gladiatorial fights in the arena are basically carried out by two people with roughly the same strength.

For the crushing battle, it is not what these recreational nobles want to see.

Because only the splendid and **** fights such as remnants of blood, retaliation on the verge of death, perishing together, and reversal of adversity can arouse their heart-piercing cheers and cause them to go crazy.

Just like the last duel between the Orc Juggernaut and the Drow Sword Master, it was originally thought to be an evenly matched battle.

The long swords in the hands of both sides can keep fighting, but the result is beyond everyone's expectations.

If it wasn't for the goblin wizard interfering with spells, the ghost would know when the two would stare at death.

Even if the two sides started to fight, they were instantly counter-killed by the furious ability hidden by the orc swordsman.

After all, Juggernaut itself is not a profession known for its gorgeous skills.

However, the so-called strength is only superficial, you can't judge how deep the opponent is hiding.

For Thorne, who has experienced a 98-game winning streak, it can be described as a deep understanding.

Not only did he meet a very inconspicuous kobold, but it turned out to be a hidden dragon vein warlock. He also encountered an ogre nearly 3 meters tall and just entered the field, lying on the ground crying.

So you should never pray for your own good luck, only believe in your own strength.

Bang bang bang!

A dull sound of footsteps entered Thorne's ears. Even though Thorne didn't have to look at it, he could roughly guess the size of his opponent with the keen characteristics of the half-elf race.

From the opponent's steady pace, Thorne judged that the opponent belongs to the skill-based agility profession, and this kind of opponent is Thorne's toughest.

Because he wins by relying on his flexible attack method, if he encounters an opponent with the same speed as his own, he will have no advantage at all. What he is fighting for is the real comprehensive strength and ability of both sides to play on the spot.

So he tightened the weapon in his hand and slowly moved closer to the edge of the field, keeping a safe distance from the opponent.

This is a troll!

Seeing the ugly appearance of his opponent, Thorne recognized him at a glance.

But seeing the troll dressed up, Thorne's face became even more solemn.

Trolls are fearsome carnivorous humanoids in the wilds with a voracious appetite.

Often alone, his favorite thing to do is to hide near human villages and small settlements, and hunt all the commoners until they run out of food.

The average adult troll stands about 2.7 meters tall and weighs about 500 pounds.

But the troll in front of him is only about 2 meters tall, which is definitely not caused by malnutrition.

When a normal troll walks upright, because of his drooping shoulders, the upper body looks a bit hunched, causing them to walk very irregularly, and their arms will sway from side to side when running.

The troll in front of him had a very straight waist, but the originally ugly and irregular limbs seemed reasonable.

Under a gray linen coat, he was covered with a rubber-like greenish-gray skin, and in his eyes, which were covered by long iron-gray hair, the cunning of human nature far outweighed the wildness of animal nature.

It was a troll raised by humans, and Thorne roughly guessed where the troll came from.

Judging from the opponent's demeanor and temperament, he is not a player.

When players meet, Thorne will have a feeling that is difficult to explain, just like recognizing the orc swordsman at a glance.

The weapons in the hands of this troll were not heavy mace, mace or the like, but two light scimitars shining with cold light.

It shows that the opponent likes to rely on skillful attacks to win.

But what really caught Thorne's attention was the troll's terrifying ability to regenerate, and smashing the troll's bones or slashing his bast only annoyed him and made his troll burst into even more ferocity.

The wounds of trolls heal very quickly. Even if their hands, feet and even their heads are cut off, those dismembered parts will still maintain life activities, and the wounds will grow back.

Only acid and fire can stop troll regeneration.

When the two were ready, they were in the expectant gaze of many nobles in the audience.

"Start!"

The goblin wizard standing on the floating disk gave a cold drink and left quickly.

The troll held two scimitars and rushed towards Thorne's position quickly.

What a great speed!

Thorne narrowed his eyes when he saw the troll approaching him at great speed.

He took a deep breath, clenched the weapons in both hands, and prepared to attack head-on.

Clang! Clang!

The two figures collided, and Thorne's right long sword quickly resisted the scimitar that the troll slashed at his head, while the troll's other scimitar slashed towards his abdomen was parried by Thorne's left hand dagger. live.

Both of them have dual-weapon combat expertise, and neither of them benefited much from this attack.

However, as soon as the weapons of the two sides touched, Thorne immediately felt the tingling sensation in his arms and realized that his power was suppressed by the troll.

So with the help of the troll's impact, he kicked the troll's abdomen and jumped back, and the two sides opened the distance again.

The troll got the better of him, roared, and chased Thorne again.

His attacks seemed to be haphazard, but each time he slashed in the deadly direction of Thorne.

Through the first contact between the two sides, Thorne has roughly judged the strength of the troll, so he did not dare to take the opponent's attack hard.

Instead, relying on the blessing of his two specialties, flexible movement and dodge, he quickly turned around and escaped the strong wind from the troll machete.

Thorne was slightly startled, and then rolled directly on the spot, dodging the slash of another troll's machete again.

As a Thorn with a roll level of 15 and above and mastered the roll attack feat, his rolling action this time is not just to avoid attacks.

Thorne, who was lying on the ground, suddenly inserted the short sword in his left hand into the ground, held the hilt tightly and used strength, and then the long sword in his right hand flashed a cold light, instantly hitting the unresponsive troll's leg, and blood spattered immediately.

However, it is a pity that the long sword in Thorne's hand is not a fine product, and coupled with the attack on the ground, his lethality is not as impressive as he imagined.

In this counterattack, the troll just cried out in pain, and then endured the pain, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and the two machetes slashed at Thorne who was lying on the ground at the same time.

This is the troll's favorite tactic to trade injury for injury!

Feeling the strong wind brought by the machete, this kind of condescending attack, Thorne naturally would not be foolish to resist, he quickly pulled out the dagger that was inserted into the ground, and a lazy donkey rolled around.

The ground was directly split into two ravines by the troll's machete.

After getting away from the troll, Thorne stretched his legs up, and with his flexible body coordination, he got up instantly.

Then I saw the troll not far away, and the wound on his leg was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a moment of effort, the wound of the troll just now was intact, leaving no trace.

Looking at the troll not far away, Thorne did not act rashly. The troll is a humanoid creature with strong recovery ability. As long as you dare to take the initiative to attack, he will not dodge and evade, and then quickly counterattack.

So Thorne didn't dare to take risks in order to save his stamina, because the troll's attack speed was also very fast, and he couldn't guarantee that he could dodge the opponent's attack every time as before.

Don't think that he has the upper hand in the attack just now, and there will be a possibility of victory. The troll can resist with his powerful recovery ability.

But Thorne only needs to be hit by the machete once, with the fragile body of his half-elf race, even if he is not killed immediately, he will not be able to escape the opponent's next counterattack.

That is to say, this agile troll has completely suppressed his advantage, and it is very unfavorable for him to drag it to the end.

It seems that if you want to kill the opponent without injury, you can only use that trick, Thorne thought to himself as he looked at the very tricky troll in front of him.

His goal today is to complete the challenge of 100 consecutive victories, so it is destined that this game must save most of his physical strength and not consume too much and get injured.

Otherwise, the next game will be even more difficult. If he fails, his efforts in the past month will be in vain, and he will lose his life as a result.

After all, in the arena, only the victor can get out alive.

what!

The troll roared and charged at Thorne again, wielding two machetes!

At this time, Thorne's face was very dignified. Looking at the swift figure of the troll, the short sword in his left hand began to tremble slightly.

Clang!

The machete and the long sword collided again, wiping out a faint spark and making a harsh sound, and then immediately found the gap where the machete and the long sword broke open at the same time.

At the moment when the two weapons collided, the short sword in Thorne's left hand was suddenly wrapped in flames.

—Desert wind faction (strike skill): Flame Star!

Thorne threw the dagger in his left hand to the face of the troll, and the flames wrapped around the dagger instantly burst into a dazzling flash!

The troll who was caught off guard only felt a dazzling white light suddenly appearing in front of him, his eyes stinging for a while, and his eyes were suddenly white, as if he was in a thick fog.

Seeing a successful strike, the troll at this time had been blinded by the strong light, and Thorne immediately dodged and appeared behind the troll.

Then he clenched the long sword with both hands, only to see the long sword trembling slightly, and suddenly a burning flame burst out.

—Desert Wind Sect (Enhanced Skill): Sword of Red Lotus!

go to hell!

Thorne gave a loud shout, and then jumped up with his legs.

puff!

I saw the long sword burning with flames in his hand flashing bright red light in the arena covered by the night, and with the help of a powerful impact from a commanding height, the sword chopped off the head of the troll who was in a panic.

A burning stench and smoke billowed from the troll's neck.

Seeing the direction in which the troll's head was rolling, Thorne immediately chased after it, and then stared at the troll's head that had not lost its vitality and was still roaring, and smashed it with one foot!

The troll's head was crushed by Thorne, and his neck also lost his powerful regeneration ability after being attacked by fire damage.

In front of him, this troll who has no head and can only helplessly wield a machete is a lamb to be slaughtered in front of Thorne, without any threat.