Charles was not surprised that he could instantly eliminate Anya's explosive output.

first.

Warlocks are just brittle cloth armor professions. Although the various protective energy shields that high-level warlocks and mages can despair in battles can make any melee despair, at low levels, there are only a few protective spells that warlocks and mages can use. Among them, [Mage Armor] is the most common.

When it reaches level 12 and unlocks the fourth level of magic, the wizards have the next key protective spell [Stone Skin Technique].

Therefore, low-level spellcasters are afraid of warriors getting close to each other. In the early stage of development, their escape spells, protective spells, and even attack spells are a bit short of money. After using one, it is basically difficult to connect and use another spell with similar effects.

Even if there are props such as scrolls and accessories, the caster has more countermeasures during battles, no rich player will be idle to throw scrolls in the arena, and the effect of the jewelry is limited to the number of times it is used... Charles has already thought about these joints very clearly.

Therefore, when the war started, he was seized by Anya's powerful crossbow. He was not impatient, but waited for Anya to cast the "Ma Yofu's strong sour arrow" and activated the shield's [Mirror Reflection] effect, caught Anya off guard, and broke her two layers of energy shields in just a few seconds. Then, facing a spellcaster who lost all protection, any physical profession present could probably establish an absolute advantage.

Warlocks and mages are the lowest life growth among all known basic professions. Generally speaking, a level ten warlock and mage with a health value of about 40 points is very good.

If those magicians who crazily squeeze out physical attributes and throw all the extra attribute points to intelligence, their health will be lower.

“…this is over?”

Until this moment, the audience came back to their senses from the battle that had just ended.

Zhang Ze unconsciously stood up from the stone bench, looked at Anya, who looked surprised and confused, and looked at Charles, who was still standing on the court and was thinking about something, and he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

"this……"

Yifeng also twitched the corners of his mouth.

It can only be said that the combat situation changes rapidly. They thought that Charles was going to be beaten by the sorcerer for a while, but who knew that in the next breath, the priest would use a combat skill to end the assessment of the first game.

"Anya, and we all seem to underestimate that guy... If you are more cautious, this game can be delayed for at least ten minutes... Anya is still careless..."

Long Yan let out a sigh and gradually restrained the complexity in his eyes.

"If you and I were on the field, the result would be much better... His output was too explosive..." Yifeng stared at the black spike chain hammer hanging under Charles' right arm, still shaking, and his eyebrows jumped straight.

"Where does a priest get combat skills?"

"And... I dare say that guy has at least trained an important combat expertise, otherwise he would not have the expertise to provide additional damage. A super critical hit cannot float over 40 damage!" Yifeng said with a certain tone.

"Or what if it is? It sounds OK to kill the slim in seconds, but there are very few people who can really do it. At low level, the slim masters cannot be eliminated in seconds, so don't fantasize after the advanced level." Long Yan said in a rare teasing.

"Continue to watch..."

"That guy only took one month to show signs of taking off." Yifeng said in a complicated tone.

Although their group has a good relationship and often gets together, they all have the idea of ​​competing in private. The same was true for Nordashir in the past. The twenty-nine members of the group were both family members and competitors, and no one wanted to fall behind others, even if it was just a slight gap.

"If I were Anya, I should think of another tactic at this time." Long Yan shook his head and looked at the human sorcerer who had come back to his senses on the edge of the field.

After all, Anya is Anya, and she calmed down her gloomy mood that had just experienced a crushing defeat in a short period of time.

Her eyes as she watched Charles became deeper, dark and brighter.

"Do you continue?"

The three-minute break between games is very short, and the next game will start in less than half a minute. Out of respect, Charles asked more.

"Of course." When Anya answered, a smile of orchid-like blooming smile appeared on her face.

Seeing her sister's expression, An Ying, who had just left the stone bench, sat back without saying a word. Zhang Ze next to her cast a strange look at her and whispered: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." An Ying said lightly, not knowing whether she was talking about herself, her sister on the field, or both.

"The first game winner: Charles."

"The second game starts now."

"Please be ready within 10 seconds."

Such a row of system prompts appear in everyone's vision in the arena.

Soon, Charles and Anya resumed their confrontation that they had been a few minutes ago. The two of them each leaned against a corner of the field and looked at each other diagonally, more than 20 meters apart.

More than twenty meters is considered a relatively safe casting distance.

It will take at least two seconds for the warrior to approach Anya when it is low-level. The sorcerer is not wood. During the sprint of the warrior, he will definitely lose spell blocking such as [Greasy Technique], so it is not easy for the high-level warrior to cross a distance of twenty meters in two seconds.

"Dong"

The countdown to the ten-second start is set.

However, the anticipated scene of the fight between Zhang Ze and others did not appear, but looked strange.

Charles held a light steel shield and a flail in his hand, and Anya held a slightly shorter hand, with a dark blue gem inlaid on the top, and a magic wand with runes carved on the handle.

The quiet breath fills the arena at dusk.

Compared with the two people with calm expressions on the court, Zhang Ze, An Ying, Long Yan and others outside the court, they all looked solemn.

No one spoke, they knew that this was the silence before the storm. As long as one of the two people took the lead, the other person would fight back and attack with a thunderbolt.

This is exactly the case.

If you are not sure of suppression, you will be able to cast a spellcasting profession like a sorcerer or a mage, then don’t take the lead, especially if the spellcaster is still staying at a relatively long distance and has sufficient casting time.

Charles was waiting for Anya to take action first to see what spell she used to start. The starting moves often contain strong tactical intentions, so the spell system she prepared would definitely reveal a hint of clues, and when identifying the spell, Charles could be more calm.

But according to the current situation, Anya seemed to have similar thoughts like him, and stood for a long time without moving. A hint of funny look flashed through Charles' eyes.

"Since that's the case..."

She didn't act, and Charles could force her to act. With such thoughts, Charles thought about it, and the light steel shield put on his left arm disappeared instantly, and another heavy crossbow was held in front of him.

A continuous heavy crossbow bought from an indigenous weapon store.

Green quality.

Priced at 400 gold coins.

Each box of crossbow arrows has 5 pieces, and the price is 1 gold coin.

Just looking at the price of weapons and ammunition, you can tell that this is an outrageously expensive long-range weapon. The one crossbow arrow it fires is far less powerful than a single crossbow arrow, but five crossbow arrows are shot out continuously, and any crisp profession within the range will retreat in panic.

This is a long-range weapon that can kill them.

Shire perfectly copied Anya's first blow to herself in the previous game.

"Bang bang bang..."

The five crossbow arrows stored in the ammunition box were empty in the blink of an eye. Shir shook and fired heavy crossbows. Even if he shot the arrows empty, the crossbow still had a net weight of at least ten pounds.

Five crossbow arrows run across the arena.

"This hand is dirty!" Zhang Ze in the audience on the sidelines couldn't help but exclaim.

Shire's first move this time was obviously full of "revenge".

Anya used a heavy military crossbow in front, which made him feel embarrassed and lost the initiative in combat.

Now, he also used a heavy crossbow to repay his color, and he could fire 5 crossbow arrows in a row. What Zhang Ze said about is also here.

What's more, the one who fired heavy crossbows was still a warlock.

Without [Stone Skin Technique], and without a higher-level spell shield, the casting profession is very afraid of arrows, and this fear is far more than a priest. After all, a priest can wear heavy armor and hold shields. Even if the arrow is not blocked, he will not suffer much damage. But the warlock is different.

"【Wind Wall Technique】!"

However, beyond everyone's expectations, facing the crossbow arrows that came across the sky, Anya's expression was not panicked at all.

There was only a look of shame and annoyance in her eyes.

Even with Anya's cultivation, she still has the urge to curse such a dirty and revengeful attack.

But anger is useless to fight.

The more angry he is, the more he can't control his emotions, and he may be trapped in the spider web arranged by his opponent... Thinking of this, when Anya pointed a few arrows at him, she still had time to glance at Charles opposite him.

The faint smile on the corner of the pastor's lips further confirmed Anya's guess.

Dirty means are fake.

The psychological attack hidden in the "dirty" is the truth.

"Psychological attack...that guy..." After Anya wanted to understand it, she unconsciously felt a sense of fear in her heart, and at the same time she felt unprecedented pressure.

"【Wind Wall Technique】!"

During this series of psychological activities, Anya touched a ruby ​​ring worn on the index finger of her right hand.

The wind was howling in an instant.

The arena at dusk suddenly echoed with a fierce wind, and the audience was like they were in the Gobi Desert, and their clothes and hair were blown by the overflowing wind.

At the same time, a thick wind wall surrounded by lightning was lying across Anya, completely blocking the shooting angles of several crossbow arrows.

Dongdongdongdongdong.

Five consecutive crashes fell.

The crossbow arrow hit the wind wall and did not lose its power to fall to the ground. Instead, it was swept into the wind wall by black wind silk, and then purple light lingered the crossbow arrow. In a short while, fragments of arrows appeared in the wind wall. (To be continued...)

Chapter 196: A small test of the slaughter (Medium:
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