Chapter 173

"What a speed!"

Sicarius was horrified in his heart, but his reaction was not slow. He displayed his battle skills that had been honed over time, shouted loudly, and his huge body rushed forward.

His body leaned forward, his strength concentrated on the tip of the sword, and his whole figure was like a huge cone, piercing the air.

Xunying stabs!

This combat technique is most suitable for direct confrontation. Even if it is a stone wall, Sicarius is confident that he can penetrate it with one blow.

He has already thought of the follow-up tricks.

when!

There was an explosion that made people's eardrums tremble, and the giant sword intersected with the heavy hammer, splashing lightning-like sparks.

Sicarius' hands were split open, blood gushed out, and he almost couldn't hold the giant sword. The terrible force from the sword made him retreat, his movements were deformed, and he couldn't use the back move he had thought before.

His giant sword was made of refined iron, weighing three hundred pounds, and was extremely hard, but under this blow, the blade deformed a bit.

"this……"

Sicarius was stunned for a moment, and looked at Ren who was standing not far away. This human did not take the opportunity to pursue him, his posture was relaxed, and a deep scratch was left on the warhammer in his hand.

"Your strength?" Sicarius's voice became very dry.

He has always been extremely proud of his own strength. When exercising with all his strength, he can lift a 15,000-pound iron block. In terms of human beings' research and division of elements, it is equivalent to five levels of "strength", which is larger than Some legendary transcendents are even stronger, and they have never met opponents who can compete with themselves in strength.

This fight immediately made him realize that Ren's strength far surpassed his own.

All the people watching the battle almost dropped their jaws to the ground.

A wizard, whose body shape looks normal, is in stark contrast to Sicarius, who is like a little giant, but possesses such great power. The contrast is unbelievable!

"Is your lord really a wizard?" Torsedrin asked Fabian viciously.

This is what other people want to ask too.

Fabian hesitated and hawed. He saw Renn cast a spell with his own eyes. He also thought that the lord was a wizard before, but now he is not sure.

"I said," Ren smiled at everyone, "I like this dueling tradition."

After hearing this, everyone finally understood.

Then, I saw Renn launch a charge, dragging a series of afterimages behind him, like a flash, rushing to Sicarius in an instant.

The heavy hammer swings out in an arc.

The air in front of the hammer head was compressed, forming white gas visible to the naked eye. The air was exploded, making a thunderous sound, and the entire training room trembled slightly.

boom……

This hammer has no skill at all, and it uses the purest power to produce a terrifying effect.

The viewers are all discolored.

Generally speaking, a transcendent or alien creature with such a powerful force would not be very fast, and it would be difficult to hit the enemy with such a brute force bombardment.

Sicarius once fought a mountain giant. That giant was no less powerful than Ren, but Ren's speed was many times faster than the mountain giant.

In the blink of an eye, the heavy hammer hit his eyes, and the air hurt his face like a knife.

"You can't take it hard!"

Feeling invincible in his heart, Sicarius slipped his footsteps to the side and launched a charge at the same time.

Seeing this scene, Torsedrin and the other two Macragges were astonished. They were very familiar with Sicarius' fighting style. The opponent forced back.

This is the first time they've seen Sicarius avoid a direct confrontation.

boom!

The heavy hammer hit the ground with a slight difference, and the gravel flew randomly, immediately smashing a big hole in the stone-paved ground.

Dragging the warhammer, Ren also launched a charge.

His charge was one level higher than that of Sicarius, and with the foundation of level six "quickness", his speed was a little bit faster, and he immediately caught up with Sicarius.

The heavy hammer hit the barbarian's back mercilessly.

Sicarius didn't panic, turned around and made a horizontal stroke with his giant sword.

When there was a clang, because the hammer was swung at high speed, Ren didn't use his full strength, but the hammer still sent Sicarius flying directly.

Like a cannonball, the huge body knocked down rows of weapon racks, and finally hit the stone wall of the training room.

Sicarius' body sank into the stone wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He struggled to jump out of the hole in the wall and stared at Ren.

Under the effect of "unyielding will", the injury did not make him flinch, but aroused a stronger fighting spirit, and his whole body was full of enthusiasm, and he shouted: "Hahaha... great!"

"This is the real battle!"

Ren was astonished. As expected of possessing "level three tenacity" and "self-healing", Sicarius' resistance and toughness are excellent, and his skills are impeccable. The moment the hammer hits, Sicarius Using the giant sword, most of the power was removed, so he was only slightly injured.

"Come again!"

Sicarius yelled wildly, picked up a cast steel javelin at his feet, swelled his arms, and threw it with all his might.

The javelin turned into a black shadow and shot directly at Ren's chest.

In Ren's eyes, the javelin seemed to have slowed down. The will to truth allowed him to see every detail on the javelin. The level-6 agility allowed his body to keep up with the reaction in his brain.

Ren turned slightly to one side, and the javelin flew past his chest.

Then his right hand stretched out like lightning, and grabbed the javelin. The body of the gun rubbed against the palm of his hand, making a sharp sound of metal clanging, and finally held it firmly in his hand.

Everyone was stunned, especially the two Macragges, whose eyeballs almost protruded.

Throwing javelins is the unique skill of the Macragges. It is so powerful that it can penetrate iron plates from a hundred steps away. They have shot and killed countless prey on the Sain Plateau.

However, they never thought that someone could catch the javelin with bare hands.

And that's not all.

Ren threw the javelin backhand. He didn't have the element of "precise throwing", nor had he trained in this aspect, but with the help of the will of truth, his accuracy was no less than that of the Kumarag.

The javelin returned the same way at a faster speed.

First, he missed the second javelin thrown by Sicarius, and then continued to castrate, and still went straight to Sicarius.

Sicarius hurriedly hit the ground with his huge sword, and with a bang, the javelin shot out horizontally, landed at Torcedrin's feet, and plunged into the ground, leaving only a small section exposed.

Even though Torsedrin knew that he would not hit himself, his eyelids still twitched wildly.

He is a legendary ranger with mediocre defense. If he is pierced by this javelin, he will probably lose half his life.

On the field, Sicarius flew the javelin, but was repelled by the power contained in the javelin, his whole body froze, and he couldn't come back up in one breath.

Ren took the opportunity to charge forward and hit with all his strength with the heavy hammer.

This time, Sicarius had no time to dodge, so he could only barely hold the giant sword horizontally in front of him, hoping to reduce the damage.

boom!

The heavy hammer bent the giant sword and continued to bombard Sicarius, knocking him to the ground.

The ground was sunken and dusty.

One blow made a contribution, but Ren didn't stop. He just pulled back a little, raised the hammer with both hands and smashed it down again.

bang bang bang!

After smashing the hammer three times in a row, Sicarius rolled desperately on the ground, but he couldn't dodge once. He was hit by the heavy hammer so much that he vomited blood, and he didn't know how many bones in his body were broken. He was in a panic.

Ren didn't aim the hammer at the head, nor did he kill him.

Sicarius has an unyielding will, and this element can reduce the impact of injuries, unless his hands are severed, or he dies on the spot, as long as he still has a breath, he will have the power to fight back.

After three hammers, Sicarius finally seized the gap between Rennes raising the hammer and launched a "lightning counterattack". Out of the cleave.

The blade of the sword drew an extremely condensed light in the air, like sword energy, extremely sharp.

This is Sicarius' last chance.

However, Ren had already sensed his intentions, and he only needed to step back to avoid it.

His thoughts changed sharply, and he decided to bear this cleave.

I have already demonstrated great strength and astonishing speed, and I need to let the Macragges see my defenses, so that they will be convinced and have the idea of ​​​​choosing me as the host.

The sword light shines in front of his eyes.

Ren pretended not to dodge in time, and let the cleave slash upwards from the abdomen, from the chest to the shoulders, and made a solid slash.

"It's over!"

When Fabian and Emily saw this sword, their hearts were half cold.

Torsedrin was also in a state of disarray. With Sicarius' power, if he was hit by his cleave, it would basically end in two cuts. If Ren died here, he would face the accountability of the Duke of Silver Star, and he had no choice but to flee back to the hometown of elves.

However, in the next second, everyone could hardly believe their eyes.

Ren seemed to be okay, swung the heavy hammer, and smashed Sicarius, who had just stood up, flying with a hammer.

At this time, they discovered that there was a shallow white mark on Ren's chest, which should have been caused by the cleave. It only scratched a little bit of skin, and no blood flowed out.

"hiss……"

Everyone couldn't help but gasped, looking at Ren like a monster.

Torsedrin sighed in a daze: "God of the Moon, what a terrible defense!"

The faces of the two Macragges were dull, and only the legendary swordsman Astan was calmer. He had just guessed that this was the element of the Man of Steel.

Even so, he was shocked to see that Ryan was unharmed.

Sicarius also saw the result of his cleave, he vomited blood in mid-air, and felt even more desperate.

Ren activated the fourth-level "sprint", the speed increased sharply, and he turned around to catch up.

With a swing of the heavy hammer, Sicarius, who was still in the air, was smashed down, and fell heavily to the ground, with pain everywhere in his body.

He knew that he couldn't win, and his mind was lost, and the effect of his unyielding will was greatly reduced.

Then, everyone saw a unilateral devastation.

Sicarius' huge body, like a ball, was smashed back and forth by Ren with a heavy hammer. A few minutes later, when Ren stopped, there was no part of Sicarius' body intact, like a puddle. The mud fell at Ren's feet.

Ren exhaled, threw away the heavy hammer, and smashed a hole in the ground.

He looked down at Sicarius. This barbarian looked miserable, but his injuries were not as serious as they looked. He only needed to be treated and he could recover after a rest. He had just worn out his physical strength.

"Sicarius, do you admit defeat in this duel?" Ren asked with a smile.

Sicarius was unwilling and stared at Ren.

He struggled to get up, but he couldn't use any strength. In the end, he could only give up resistance and replied weakly: "I lost."

"You just admit defeat."

Ren nodded, took out a scroll from the dimensional ring and opened it, a white light wrapped around Sicarius, healing his injury.

This scroll originally belonged to the legendary wizard Matil, the intermediate healing technique of the four rings, it worked extremely quickly, Sicarius stopped the bleeding, and his physical strength was also recovering quickly.

Ren didn't bother him any more, and walked over to take the clothes from Fabian's hands. While putting them on, he said to Torsedrin: "Your Highness, now we should talk about the contract between the three of them."