I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 161 Escape

"clang!"

The moment the sharp blade struck Lancelot's neck, it made a crisp sound, as if it had struck an iron plate!

Ruila groaned, and the golden dagger immediately flew out of her hand and penetrated deeply into the sand five meters away from the two of them.

The audience on the stage suddenly exclaimed. They expected to see the bloody scene of Lancelot's throat being cut with a sword, but who knew that the boy was actually unscathed!

"How is this possible?!" Rilla backed away in great shock, staring at Lancelot in disbelief, as if she had seen a ghost.

"Well" Lancelot heard the sound of metal colliding in his ears and woke up instantly. He shook his head vigorously and saw the night elf looking at him in horror.

Lancelot immediately realized something was wrong.

Now that the battle had begun, he found that his hands were empty.

"Holy shit, where's my spear?" The boy muttered, looking at the ground around him in panic, only to find that his helmet and armor, including the two-meter-long weapon, had been thrown to the ground.

Lancelot quickly rolled to his side, picked up the spear from the ground, pointed the tip of the spear and yelled at the night elf: "Rilla, you bitch are deliberately trying to seduce me!"

"You, how did you neutralize my attack?" The fine sweat on the night elf's forehead turned into large beads of sweat, sliding down his blue chin.

"It has nothing to do with you." He glanced at the armor on the ground. There was no time for him to put on the pile of iron sheets now.

Ruila looked at the ordinary-looking white-haired man in front of her, and still couldn't figure out why the dagger bounced away.

"Stop talking nonsense and die!" Lancelot roared angrily, and the terrifying power that suddenly burst out from his right leg caused a small crater to explode in the ground under his feet!

Lancelot was seen holding his spear upside down on the ground, rushing towards the night elves like a swift beast, moving at an astonishing speed!

On the other side, Ruila's golden pupils began to shine with dazzling light, her toes were a little lighter on the sand, and she actually flew five meters into the air!

When Lancelot arrived, there was only a piece of air left with body fragrance.

[Oh my God, this guy can fly?!] Lancelot raised his head and looked at the night elf floating in the air with horror on his face.

And Ruila's eyes have begun to overflow with golden liquid that looks like substance, like two burning flames, coldly examining the gladiators on the ground.

The audience on the stage stared straight-eyed. They had never seen a flying elf before. The extremely hot figure attracted the attention of all the men, and the dark blue skin made them feel even more excited.

At the same time, Lancelot discovered a pair of pale golden translucent wings behind Rilla's back, fluttering slightly in the hot air, which made his heart drop to the bottom.

【How to fight this? It's simply cheating!】

Lancelot complained crazily in his heart. The next second, he saw the night elf fully draw the short bow in his hand, and an arrow made of golden breath appeared out of thin air!

The gladiator suddenly sighed inwardly that something was not going well, and immediately turned around and ran away.

Rilla snorted coldly when she saw this scene, her golden eyes stared at Lancelot's fleeing back, she slowly closed her left eye, and her right eye leaned on the short bow and quickly aimed at Lancelot's head.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of flying arrows filled the air, and Lancelot heard the movement behind his head. He immediately rolled sideways and dodged the arrow in advance.

Lancelot witnessed the golden arrow being inserted into the sand, and instantly drifting away in the wind. The boy finally understood why Rilla did not carry an arrow. It turned out that this guy could condense the golden breath into arrows.

Although the boy didn't know what this golden aura was, it shouldn't belong to the category of magic, otherwise Rilla would have been punished by the adjudicator for violating the rules.

"Damn, the distance is too far." Seeing Lancelot dodge the attack, Rilla frowned in the air and flapped her wings to fly towards him.

A blue figure flew in the mid-air of the arena. Seeing this, Lancelot had to quickly get up from the ground and run left and right in an "S" shape.

Lancelot in his previous life used this trick frequently when playing the online game PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds. The snakeskin move that could even dodge bullets made it a piece of cake to use it against bows and arrows.

The night elf in the sky drew his short bow, and three golden arrows took shape in an instant. The next second they all flew out and headed straight for Lancelot's back!

"Puff, puff!" The arrows pierced the ground one after another, and all three arrows missed.

Rayla's accuracy when flying was obviously not as good as when she was still. Coupled with Lancelot's coquettish movement, the night elf tried five times, but still did not hurt the opponent at all.

Lancelot looked back to observe Rilla's condition from time to time while evading. He found that the night elf's golden wings had become a little dim. It seemed that Rilla was consuming a lot of energy while maintaining flight.

Now he only needs to continue to move around to drain the opponent's energy. After all, the night elves have no means for melee combat.

"How could this man be so shameless!" Rila couldn't help cursing. She felt the energy in her body begin to drain away rapidly. It was obvious that this fighting method could not be maintained for a long time.

According to Rilla's original plan, she first successfully used her charm talent to make Lancelot lose his mind, and then used a dagger to cut the opponent's throat. Unfortunately, there was an accident in the last step of the plan. This guy's neck was as hard as steel!

Now the night elf has nothing to do. In her impression, the gladiators of Blackthorn are all brave and good at fighting, but her opponent Lancelot is running around like a frightened rabbit, not daring to confront her head-on.

However, the audience on the stage were not anxious when they saw this scene, and they burst into cheerful laughter from time to time. There was no doubt that this was the most interesting duel they had ever seen in their lifetimes.

There's no blood or violence, and it's full of drama.

The night elf sped up her flying speed. She flew directly to Lancelot's head, filled the short bow, and ten golden light arrows instantly appeared on the bowstring!

"Whoosh!" Ten golden arrows shot to the ground quickly, blocking all possible escape directions for Lancelot.

Rilla was ready to give it a try. She firmly believed that under the simultaneous attack of ten light arrows, Lancelot would be hit by at least two arrows.

Lancelot happened to look back at this moment, and immediately saw ten golden arrows flying towards him above his head, and shouted in despair: "Damn it, it's over now!"

The boy had no choice but to run forward with all his strength. Suddenly he felt like he was flying out, and he actually tripped over a stone in the process of escaping!

(End of chapter)