I paused for a moment, and felt that it would be meaningless to win if I kept dodging like this. Muradin was indeed a strong enemy, and it was worth trying some new tricks on him to verify his power.

After thinking for a while, I smiled and said: "Okay, it's okay to confront you head-on, but the premise is that you can't use the insidious ultimate move like just now."

"No problem, that's settled."

Muradin was overjoyed. As long as the guy with oil on his soles didn't run away, he would still have a chance to win with his many years of experience. There was no need to use those ultimate moves. Anyway, with those weird ghost wolves around, he might not be able to win.

It works.

"Then, I'm going to take action."

Baring my snow-white sharp fangs, I smiled slightly. The next moment, after secretly blessing myself with an assassin's acceleration skill, my figure disappeared from the spot, showing that I was not at all faster than the assassin's sprint speed.

Oncoming was Muradin's huge hammer. Without changing my expression, I flicked my back foot and somersaulted, narrowly passing over the giant hammer.

Muradin seemed to have been prepared. He pulled back the giant hammer with one hand, clenched his fist with the other hand, and hit me hard at me, the force of which was not much smaller than that of the giant hammer.

At this time, I swung my tail, hooked the handle of the hammer below, and pulled my body hard, letting Muradin's fist hit the air. I smiled weirdly at him, and punched him twice in the face.

He punched, then lightly kicked the handle of the hammer under his feet, and jumped out.

Before he hit the ground, Muradin rushed over again with a giant hammer. The punch just now was like a mosquito bite, leaving no trace on his face.

"Roar--"

With a roar, I rushed forward. The two of them activated their mental state powers at the same time, and their figures, one large and one small, intertwined.

If the battle between Muradin and Naais in the top 16 matches that adventurers saw was a purely thrilling confrontation of strength and power, then what is happening now is a collision of skills and strength.

Muradin's petrified tall figure was as powerful as an unshakable mountain. Wherever the giant hammer hit, everything was turned upside down. His power and posture were as powerful as the giant spirit god, unmatched.

However, the small figure walking through the cracks of the swinging giant hammer kept looking for openings and pouring attacks on this solid mountain. The silent, ghost-like attack was far less powerful than Muradin's.

, compared to it, they are as inconspicuous as fireflies under the lamp.

This subtlety, this low-key, gives the adventurer the feeling that this is an evenly matched battle.

…

Muradin, this kid, has more than a hundred years of combat experience. If he didn't have a crazy heart and stimulated his fighting instincts tenfold and a hundredfold, I certainly wouldn't have been able to support him for long.

Although the sharp claws in my hands scratched Muradin's body like stone chips and left a lot of blood marks, I also suffered a lot. I avoided Muradin's giant hammer, but I couldn't avoid his ubiquitous stone fists.

, this guy is extremely powerful, and a single punch with his bare hands has the power of a barbarian. Not long ago, the punch hit his face, causing his nose to bleed.

However, this guy's physical strength is not infinite after all. He has been transforming into a giant for so long, and he just used a big move. He is also slightly panting at the moment. Finally, I found a flaw and passed under his ribs.

At the waist, he swallowed and exhaled his breath, concentrated all his energy into his fist, and then slowly punched out.

In an instant, there was nothing else in the whole world. Every trembling hair on the fist and every puff of flame were clearly imprinted in my heart. Time seemed to slow down, and the trajectory of the fist and the focus of power were constantly evolving in my heart.

Flame Fist, second level...!!

"Well……"

After the flame fist was punched out, I let out a slight cry, and my body suddenly bounced back. I distanced myself from Muradin and retracted the giant hammer. Muradin did not chase me, but covered his blackened lower back.

He looked at me suspiciously.

At that moment, the warrior's instinct made him feel a great threat, causing a trace of cold sweat to break out on his petrified forehead. However, this feeling passed away so quickly that he could not confirm it.

, and nothing strange happened, so I was just confused and confused.

These days, the worst thing is to steal the chicken but lose the rice. I put my whole right arm that was shaking slightly behind my back and smiled bitterly. I usually only have a 30% success rate in practice. I want to win in actual combat.

It's really a bit forced when it comes to showing off my performance.

I can't use my right hand for the time being. Should I try my left hand? If that fails, I will have to attack with both feet in the next short period of time. This would be a big tragedy.

"You weird boy, what weird move did you use just now?"

Muradin still believed in his own instincts. He stared at me for a while and couldn't help asking angrily.

In the distance, the old drunkard was holding the mouth of the wine bottle with his mouth like a child, swinging it up and down. His eyes suddenly stared, and his whole body exuded a fierce momentum. Then he retracted it in an instant and dropped the wine that fell on the ground.

He picked up the pot and shook his head.

"Impossible, I was probably dazzled for a moment, Mr. Wu, but I taught him what he has. I know best what kind of skills he has. Such terrifying skills, with his pitiful IQ,

How can it be learned?"

She looked at the adventurers around her who were caught by her instant momentum and looked at her with horrified eyes. She laughed exaggeratedly and changed to an inconspicuous position and sat down again.

"You really want to know?"

I smiled enigmatically, "Okay, let's sit down and have a good chat. I will slowly explain it to you and soothe your meridians."

While shaking my temporarily unconscious right arm imperceptibly, I looked at Muradin with mysterious eyes, trying to whet his appetite, trying to buy more recovery time.

"No need, even if there is something, you brat won't tell me honestly, and I always feel like you are up to something."

Muradin looked at me in confusion, but finally resisted his desire for knowledge, shook his head resolutely, and swung the giant hammer in my direction.

"..."

This old man's nose is surprisingly more sensitive than a dog's, which made my delaying plan aborted. Anyway, in such a short time, his right hand has regained some feeling. It is not a problem to deal with ordinary attacks. He should not be able to notice it.

.

I put down my right hand quite depressedly, and in order not to make the other party suspicious, I took the lead in roaring and rushed towards Muradin.

It can be seen that Muradin, after the big scare just now, has become much more cautious in his moves. His moves are no longer the unprepared open and close moves just now, but defensive and offensive.

Especially when I finally found a flaw in him and quietly approached him, he immediately put away his attack in a hurry and danced his hammer like an iron barrel to force me back.

Now I feel even more depressed, but whatever, if this continues, Muradin's physical strength will be even greater. As long as he is careful, sooner or later, he will be defeated.

Muradin also seemed to have discovered his predicament. Defense was originally the weakness of dwarf warriors. For them, a defense often consumes more energy than an attack. If this continues, it will be a matter of time before they lose.

Even though he had a wealth of experience, Muradin couldn't help but become a little anxious. With this anxiety, flaws immediately appeared.

When the giant hammer he swung out subconsciously fell on the empty ground, and the opponent appeared behind him, Muradin screamed something bad in his heart.

At this time, it was too late to swing the giant hammer in defense. He decisively let go of the giant hammer in his hand, roared, twisted his body suddenly, and smashed the opponent with all his strength with his fist.

A strong sense of crisis suddenly rushed into his heart, causing him to swing his stone fist at an unprecedented speed with all his strength, trying to interrupt this crisis that threatened him.

"Flame Fist, double flame fist."

When his fist was about to touch the opponent's head, and Muradin couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, he heard the opponent's voice.

Then, he only felt a pain in his abdomen, and his body and consciousness were as light as clouds.

From the time he learned the Titan Transformation to now, Muradin felt severe pain for the first time in the Titan Transformation state.

The red light in the sky suddenly erupted in all directions from the area where Muradin's abdomen was hit. The center of the red light was as red as blood, like a second sun, turning the entire arena into a dazzling red day. Even the adventurers couldn't help but
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