Before I had time to turn around, I lowered my body and hit him behind with my elbow.

"Dong——"

Hadamas' claws barely brushed my shoulder. If I hadn't ducked down in time, I would have been able to catch him firmly on my back shoulder. It was so dangerous, it was only a hair's breadth away.

But my back elbow actually hit his chest. It was originally just a hasty blow and did not contain much force, but the bad thing was that Hadamas himself was too fast, as if

My big truck moved forward at a snail's pace, while his motorcycle with full horsepower hit me head-on. As a result, the damage from this blow was maximized, and the "boom--" resounded throughout the arena.

One sound is the best proof.

"Oooo--"

Hadamas opened his wolf's mouth to a full angle of more than 60 degrees, and made meaningless syllables from it. His eyes widened, revealing a light of disbelief.

Fortunately, he had been living in the dangerous snow-capped mountains for decades. In just a short moment, he had already reacted, kicked back with both feet, and quickly distanced himself while holding his chest that was in severe pain.

He didn't stop until he thought it was safe and looked at me like I was seeing a ghost.

"This...maybe I'm dazzled." On the high platform, the smile on Chris's face became dull, and he didn't even realize that the tea cup in his hand was pouring out, and he slowly poured out the tea.

"Humph, you know how powerful the bad guy is. Let me tell you, he hasn't used his true strength yet."

The little fox turned up her finely carved nose, and was so proud that her cute furry tail and ears kept wagging subconsciously. The joy on her face couldn't be concealed, as if she had made it herself.

Even she didn't expect that in addition to transforming into a blood bear, the bad guy in her eyes was also so powerful in ordinary melee combat. A thirty-eighth level druid could actually fight against a forty-eighth level druid with the speed of an assassin and the attack power of a barbarian.

The ninth-level werewolf berserker made such a perfect defensive counterattack that even Tarasha, a thousand-year-old weirdo, would be surprised if he saw it.

The joyful smile on Linya's face seemed so natural. Anyway, as a level 22 wizard, she couldn't clearly see the movements of the two people on the ring. All she had in her heart was blind confidence in her sweetheart -

-There's nothing he can't do, well, he's just a little lazy.

Thinking of those eyes that could never be opened, squinting lazily and yawning, Linya couldn't help but smile happily like a little woman. This is her real Brother Wu. If there is no fight,

How great would that be.

"You...how on earth did you do that."

Hadamas clutched his injured chest and asked loudly with a dry cough. His eyes looked at me with a gleam of disbelief, as if I was a high-level adventurer wearing the skin of a level 38 druid.

This was his most confident attack. With the violent werewolf transformation, coupled with the third-level [rapid] acceleration, he was 100% sure that the druid in front of him would never be able to capture even a tiny bit of his figure. Why,

What exactly is this for?

"Nothing is impossible, didn't I say that? Don't take anything for granted."

I bared my wolf teeth and said with a smile, the level 49 violent werewolf is indeed very fast, and coupled with the skill of Swiftness, it is a one-shot super kill, and I really can't capture his figure.

But no matter how fast it is, can it be faster than the level 78 Amazon?

The answer is obviously no. So, for me, who often fights with the old drunkard, the sudden disappearance of the opponent's figure is no longer strange. The old drunkard's bad character bastard likes to take advantage of himself.

He knocked me down with such speed, and then stabbed me in the head with the handle of the gun while laughing.

The battle between high-level adventurers has gone beyond the scope of catching with eyes and ears. Instead, it is felt by one's own heart and confirmed by one's own field. I have been abused by old drunkards a lot. Although I am far away from this kind of battle.

The realm is still far away, but we have touched a little edge. Although Hadamas is fast, he is still far away from the old drunkard, so the chance of catching his figure is quite high.

Hadamas also brought it upon himself. He was too confident in his attack and did not leave any room or backup. Therefore, while being dodged by me, he easily counterattacked. If he had been a little more cautious,

With his speed, my hasty elbow strike would never succeed.

The result is this.

"When did you say this? It must be the first time." Hadamas immediately discovered the flaw in my words.

How come today's children have such good memories? They even remember exactly what I just said. I smiled and said, "Don't worry about such trivial matters. Should the battle continue?"

Hearing what I said, Hadamas's blood-red pupils slowly cooled down from shock and became extremely calm again. Yes, we are in battle now. We should not think about [why], but should think about

【How about it】.

In front of me, there is indeed a powerful enemy. Even if he exerts 120% of his strength, he may not be able to win. I was too confident and too careless just now.

After Hadamas regained his composure, the werewolf blood in his body began to boil, and his whole body exuded a suffocating and powerful aura. This aura was less arrogant and impetuous than before, and was as heavy as a calm mountain.

The real battle begins now.

The next moment, Hadamas moved his body again. Even without using [Swiftness], in my eyes he was still like a flying bird flying by. I looked after him, but he was already a hundred meters away.

I took action, two huge claws, burning with blazing fireworks. They were the flame claws of the werewolf berserker. But I think Hadamus would be very disappointed, because my fire resistance is as high as three digits, and the fire damage attached to it,

It's not painful or itchy at all to me.

The battle continues, faster and more violent than before. The violent werewolf is a fifth-level skill, and Hadamas's level is level 49. Therefore, his violent werewolf skill level should only be level two, but the fifth-level skill

It is a fifth-level skill. The growth rate of a mere second-level violent werewolf is not much less than that of my ninth-level werewolf transformation. The attack also has the property of sucking blood and tearing wounds. In particular, tearing wounds is troublesome, and physical defense is not as good.

High is not useful either.

This time, compared to the first confrontation before the transformation, I fell into a disadvantage faster. Although the growth rate of Hadamas's second-level violent werewolf and my ninth-level werewolf transformation were not much different, but

I missed one thing, and that was skills. Compared with my werewolf transformation, which only had three skills: feral rage, rabies and fire fist, Hadamus's transformation system undoubtedly has more skills available, which also means that his

Tactics are more flexible.

This guy is very cunning and knows that there are many things that are unusual about me. Therefore, even if he misses a good opportunity to attack, he will never let my rabies and flaming fists hit him. What a pity. It seems that he just went too far and killed this guy.

He was scared, otherwise as long as he hits me with rabies or fire fist, this battle will be over.

Seeing that he was gradually gaining the upper hand, Hadamas' expression gradually became more relaxed. He suddenly stopped to take a breath, and said with a proud smile: "Do you know how powerful our werewolf berserkers are? Druid has learned too much, but instead

Become nondescript, remember there is a saying among humans, it is better to be knowledgeable than to specialize, don’t you think it makes sense?”

Looking at the scarred and shocking wounds on my body and looking at the blood volume, I raised my head and looked at Hadamas with a smile on my face: "Have you rested enough? If so, continue."

"You know I'm taking the opportunity to recover my strength?" Hadamas looked surprised.

"You don't seem like a person who talks nonsense, do you?"

The biggest disadvantage of the Werewolf Berserker compared to the Druid is in terms of physical strength. Of course I know this. If I rest for a while, I won't be able to recover a few points of life, but Hadamas rests for a while, but it can greatly relieve fatigue.

"You actually knew, why did you let me recover?" Hadamas looked at me puzzled.

"That's right! This big idiot, big fool, big idiot, and he's not a handsome guy, so why should he act cool? Just rush over and punch Hadamas in the face."

Seeing that I was at a disadvantage and covered with scars all over my body, the little fox on the high platform became anxious first, spinning around in anxiety, and kept waving her delicate little fists in response to her words, as if she wanted to rush forward in my place. The way he punched Hadamas.

"Anyway, Hadamas likes you so much. If you say that, he will cry." Chris's forehead was sweating as he looked at the little fox jumping up and down, whirring and punching, like a sharp boxer.

"Who wants him to like you? Go, go, there are many people who like Lao... me. If they respond one by one, Lao... wouldn't I become a lover of the public?" There are many elders and soldiers standing aside, Xiao The fox finally managed to hold back the word "Mother".

"That's true. I heard that all the Sky Foxes in the past were very infatuated. It's probably enough for Your Highness Lucia to like just one person." Chris smiled with a deep meaning.

"You, you, you... what are you talking about? What do you want to say, you fake smiling prince? Just say it if you can, I will kill you!!"

The tightly sealed and untouchable thing deep inside the girl's heart was lifted open. This time, the angry Lucia no longer cared about the image of a lady, frowned and raised her eyes, raised her sleeves, revealing a piece of The slender arms as white as fat and the soft tail hairs stood upright like an angry cat. With a flick of his wrist, he held two daggers in his hands and rushed towards Chris angrily. That look was very telling. There are as many hooligans as there are gangsters.

"Lucia, calm down, you have something to say."

Malagby and Cook next to him saw that the situation was not good and quickly grabbed her. Lucia, who couldn't struggle to get away, danced with the dagger in her hand and gestured in the direction of Chris, shouting "You're here" Tell me to be careful when you are alone, words full of threats.

"Your Highness, you are so rude."

Mamaga pulled Lucia up hand by hand. How could she not know what her true face was hidden under her noble identity as a sky fox? She just nodded to Chris and smiled bitterly indifferently.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Your Highness Lucia shows her true feelings, which makes her even more lovely and charming." Chris smiled with a smile on his lips, and smiled indifferently in the face of Lucia's unequivocal threat.

"Mom, I am born with extraordinary beauty, do you need to tell me? You should be careful that your tent catches fire when you sleep, half a poisonous insect appears in the food you eat, and the latrine suddenly explodes..."

The very real threat statement gradually disappeared as Lucia left angrily, and the smiles of both Chris and Mamaga became bitter.

On the other side of the arena...

"Because like you, I also want to see how strong the transformation system of the werewolf berserker is." I answered Hadamas's question unhurriedly.

"Are you looking down on me?" Hadamas's eyes immediately ignited with blazing anger.

"..."

Why is it that you test my werewolf transformation, which is natural, but I want to see your violent werewolf, but you underestimate me?

"Okay, you want to see it so much, I will do as you wish."

The figure of Hadamas, who was roaring angrily, suddenly shook and gradually became blurry. In the final shake, the blurry figure in the middle split into two, turning into two Hadamas.

Werewolf Berserker's fourth-level combat skill [Clone], the form when used looks a bit familiar. Is it my imagination?

I recalled what Linya had specially explained to me about the clone skill of the Werewolf Berserker when we were on the high platform. The clone of the Werewolf Berserker can create a clone with about 30% of the strength of the original body. This 30%

It does not mean that all abilities are 30%. For example, speed is almost the same as the main body, blood volume is 40%, attack power is 20%, etc.

Of course, these values ​​will also increase as the skill level increases, and when it reaches level 10, it can be divided into two clones, and so on.

Correspondingly, the Assassin has [Shadow Warrior] at the fourth level, [Shadow Dominance] at the sixth level, and the Amazon has [Valkyrie] at the sixth level.

At Hadamas's current level, his clone should have about 40% of his own strength.

40% strength? That means the attack power is not as good as 30% of the main body. It cannot break my defense at all. It just creates a certain amount of harassment, which is still okay.

"As you wish, how about it? Do you think the werewolf druid can compare? After you transform, you can't even cast magic, hahaha——"

The proud laughter came from the two werewolves standing in front of me at the same time, resounding throughout the ring, and the surrounding audience were also frightened. Why did this werewolf suddenly become two?
To be continued...