Bill didn't know, and Dillon knew it best, but he couldn't resist Starbuck's trash talk.

Because what really makes him angry is not the insulting words. He has been accustomed to them since he was a child.

What really made him angry and even panicked was that he was actually shaken in his heart and somewhat agreed with Starbuck's words.

He is just taciturn and not a fool. Although he doesn't say some things, he keeps them all in his heart.

If he loses his current strength and becomes a useless person, how will Bill treat himself?

With just a beginning in his mind, Di Kelong didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

He had seen so much of Bill's cold-blooded side that there was no need for Starbuck to describe it to him, because many times, as Starbuck said, he acted as the executioner.

I have never thought about it like this before, and I feel at ease with everything.

But when this thought appears, it is like a shadow that lingers in my heart and keeps rolling around.

A great knight charging on foot can rival a war horse, let alone a champion knight. To describe it as a whirlwind is no exaggeration.

The eyes of ordinary people can hardly keep up with the speed of the swing of his legs, and his feet are like springs. Although it is not possible to make a hole in the earth with every step, it is inevitable to bring up a lot of dust.

It sounds like a long time, but in fact the cheers of the audience have not completely subsided. The two champion knights have already fought each other for more than a dozen times.

The distance between the two people got closer, then further away, and then closer again. In just ten seconds, they circled the arena twice.

Both are champion knights, but there are still differences in physical fitness between the two, which is directly related to body shape and individual genetic quality.

In terms of body shape, Starbuck, who is taller and taller, is superior in terms of strength and physique, which is determined by developed muscle groups. At their level, their potential is basically squeezed out, and they rarely appear.

The reversal situation of an ordinary person, a fat and strong man being overwhelmed in the field of strength by an inconspicuous little man.

Di Kelong, who is slightly thinner, has an advantage in speed. Not to mention the small air resistance, the completely different types of armor on the two men also indicate the route they take. His blood-colored armor sacrifices part of his weight.

and protection in exchange for faster speed.

Dixon's speed is slightly faster than Starbuck's.

However, the arena is not a track and field venue, and the competition is not simply about speed.

Even if Dikron possesses miraculous archery skills, once he opens his bow and shoots an arrow, his speed will slow down involuntarily. The size of the arena is limited, and once Starbuck's prediction is accurate, his path will be blocked directly.

In more than ten seconds, Dikron was approached within three meters by Starbuck three times. Each time, Starbuck only had time to strike with his sword, and each time there was a series of dangers.

If you describe the great knight's swordsmanship as amazing.

Then the champion knight's swordsmanship is amazing.

If the swordsmanship of a great knight is called art.

The swordsmanship of the champion knight can be called a treasure among art, the best among the best.

If we really want to describe the swordsmanship of a champion knight, it would still be those three words - fast, accurate, and ruthless.

When these three words reach an extreme at the same time, the horror is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

The two of them have no fixed routine at all, they all react on the spot.

The exclamations in the audience did not stop from the beginning to the end, one wave after another, one wave higher than the other, dazzled and dizzying, everyone was greatly exclaimed, just for these ten seconds, this one silver coin ticket

Money well spent.

No matter how many arrows you have, they will eventually run out.

It only took less than two minutes for Dikron to shoot three pots of arrows. The damage caused to Starbuck was minimal. Even the purpose of consuming physical energy was difficult to say. After all, he was moving at high speed during the whole process.

Dikron threw away his longbow and drew his double swords.

Every gladiator is an all-rounder. He cannot say that he is proficient in all eighteen weapons, but he is familiar with every weapon. This is inevitable.

There is a kind of gladiatorial fight called the life and death game. In this kind of gladiator, the gladiator does not wear any weapons or armor. There are some scattered weapons in the field. Which weapon can be grabbed depends purely on luck. Many times

Having a weapon is an extremely lucky thing, so there is no right to be picky.

As a slave gladiator, Diklong is naturally one of the best. Bows and arrows are only long-range attacks that he is good at. Melee combat is not necessarily much different.

Starbuck did not take advantage of the situation to attack, but stood at a distance and never stopped sarcastic.

"I've told you a long time ago that your archery skills can only be used to deal with those inferior guys. It's useless against real experts. For example, like me, swords are the fastest way to determine the winner.

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"I know you still have the last bit of unrealistic fantasy in your heart. Why don't we do an experiment today to let you see their true faces."

"I'm not interested in anything you say!" Dikron said with a cold expression.

If someone could easily defeat him with words, Di Kelong would not be qualified to be where he is today, and would have become part of the corpse pit long ago.

The three pots of arrows were shot empty. Although it did not cause any damage to Starbuck, part of the fury in his heart was vented and part of his sanity returned.

This time I made up my mind, no matter what Starbuck said, I would adopt the principle of not listening or believing, and follow the original plan to win this year's gladiatorial championship, and wait until the end of the game to talk about the rest.

Because any decision made now is blind, and who knows whether Starbuck's calculations are hidden in it.

Many years of fighting have indeed made the two of them feel sympathetic to each other, but this is only limited to the aspect of force. It is not good for both parties as people, at least for Dikron, who disagrees with many of Starbuck's lifestyles.

In terms of character, let alone understanding, how could he embark on the path of rebellion because of the other party's righteous remarks?

He didn't know it before entering the game, and he didn't know it on the field.

"Since you are not awake now, I will wake you up!"

Starbuck is also not the kind to give up easily. He firmly believes in his own judgment and strategy. When he sees clearly the ugly faces of these cold-blooded animals, Dixon will join his ranks sooner or later.

"kill!"

"kill!"

The two men roared at the same time, charging towards each other and engaging in the most intense head-on collision.

clank!

This is the sound of swords clashing.

Bump!

This is the sound of flesh colliding.

Laymen watch the excitement, while insiders watch the door.

The outsiders were all dazzled and excited. They only felt that the speed was so fast and the power was so great. However, they had no idea of ​​how fast the speed was and how powerful the power was. After all, for them, breaking eight seconds at 100 meters is still a breaking speed.

Six seconds, almost the same, is the existence they can only look up to in this life.

But in the eyes of experts like Sean, it's completely different. They can easily measure how fast and powerful the opponent is.

Everyone was sweating as they watched, because they couldn't help but put themselves into it, and found that the other party could kill them with just one move.

Before this, Sean had always thought that it was nonsense for masters to fight each other for hundreds of rounds. It was all fiction. In reality, close combat often ended in one or two moves.

Looking at it now.

It is purely due to my own ignorance.

When two equally matched champion knights meet, the impossible becomes possible.

Both of their predictions and perceptions have reached a peak, which makes it difficult to kill with one strike, because when the sword passes, the opponent's weapon is already waiting there.

In the eyes of others, the two sides seemed to have rehearsed countless times, and the fight was extremely colorful, like a fake fight, but this is just a layman's view.

Anyone with some ability can see that the two sides are not only really fighting, but also dangerous. Both of them are walking a tightrope. If they make a slight mistake, even if it is just a slight touch, even the physique of a champion knight can only go to death.

Report there.

Sean also fully realized the importance of a good armor. Even if they are champion knights, they cannot achieve 100% protection. Many times they realize it, but they are too late to react.

At this time, the difference between veterans and recruits is reflected.

The new recruits scrambled and made matters worse.

Veterans will consciously move their bodies in a small area and use the nearest and hardest part of the armor to meet the impact. If there is no chance, they will avoid fatal wounds.

The two champion knights are undoubtedly veterans among veterans. Their combat experience far exceeds that of ordinary people. Even their armors are carefully designed.

The armor on Starbuck's arms and legs has obviously been specially thickened, like a shield he carries with him. It complements the half-hand sword with relatively low flexibility. Dikron has one-third of his attacks.

They are protected.

Di Kelong showed the origin of his name vividly. The short knives were three minutes shorter, two minutes wider and one minute thicker than normal long knives. In his hands, there were two venomous snakes that kept vomiting.

Following the snake letter, following his nimble footsteps, he kept circling Starbuck, like a bloody storm.

If Starbuck accidentally parries, there will be a blood hole in his body.

"open!"

One of Dikron's daggers penetrated the hollow design of Starbuck's half-hand sword, and the other dagger pecked at Starbuck's hands. If he wanted to keep the half-hand sword, Starbuck had to pay a heavy price.

"drink!"

A champion knight is a champion knight. His adaptability is superhuman. His body suddenly half-turned, and his half-hand sword also rotated 180 degrees. When his half-hand sword came out, it also knocked Di Kelong's short knife away.

Hang flying.

That wasn't the end yet. He took a hard blow with his left arm armor, and then gathered his right hand into a fist and hit Di Kelong's arm that was still holding the dagger.
To be continued...