131 The man without a flat A
Moo—
With the loud [morning horn] being sounded, the Tauren's habitat ushered in a new day.
And the second round of the competition between [Blood and Owl] came as scheduled.
Dorn has fully understood the rules of the second round of competition.
The eight fighters decide their respective opponents by drawing lots. Through one-on-one confrontation, the winner advances, the loser eliminates, and the final champion is born.
On this morning, the competition venue will be divided into four pieces, and the competition between eight and four will begin at the same time.
In the afternoon, the semi-finals from four to two.
The two winners who finally won the final will start the final battle [Blood and Corner] tomorrow afternoon.
The shape resembles the low-end version of the Colosseum in the Taurus Arena.
With the sound of horns different from the tone of the [Morning Speaker], the eight contestants who participated in the second round of the competition all came to their respective venues.
Opposite Dorn, standing a sturdy tauren, about three and a half head taller than him.
The other party's brown and yellow hair had some white beard hair mixed in his brown and yellow hair, which should have entered middle age.
His hands were arm guards, and his bare upper body muscles were clearly distinguished. His biceps, pectoralis major muscles, tsk tsk... were even bigger than an average young tauren.
In addition, it is easy to attract attention that there is a missing piece of the horn on the right top of the opponent's head, and there are several horizontal monster claw scars on the pectoralis major muscle.
Moreover, the opponent did not carry weapons on the field, and seemed to be a player whose muscles and punches were far higher than weapons.
"Couba... This look is like an old bull warrior." Dorn evaluated the other party in his heart, "Since he doesn't use weapons, I don't have to do it anymore. Anyway, what I'm best at is spells."
Kuba is the name of the old bull warrior opposite, and Dorn also knew about it after just finishing the lottery.
"Benesa! Benissa!"
"Kuba! Kuba!"
The Taurus who watched the battle on the table began to shout the names of the fighters he was optimistic about again.
After Alista, who was highly anticipated by everyone, fell in the first round of audition melee, Benisa's voices on the table were still high.
In addition, some other Taurus Fighters' names have also begun to be mentioned.
Kuba is one of them.
Even if you listen carefully to the shouting on the table at this time, you can hear some people shouting [Donn]'s name.
It is not surprising that this happens.
The Minotaus admired the strong. After Dorn defeated Alista and others with one versus five, and initially showed their strength, it was natural to gain some Taurus fans.
Eight fighters stood in their respective competition areas, and the trumpet blower once again sounded the trumpet horn.
Amid the thrilling horn sound of a tragic and heroic horn, the eight people on the field rushed towards their opponents.
...
Dorn and the old bull warrior Kuba are on the battlefield.
Kuba had noticed Dorn during the previous melee.
In other words, with Dorn's performance in the melee, it's hard not to pay attention to him.
This foreigner can control the horrible black air that makes people sleepy, which is amazing. Kuba feels that he has no way to resist this ability.
However, the day before yesterday, the chief and the shaman talked specifically to seven Minotaus, who advanced to the second round of the competition, including himself.
The chief mentioned that this outsider named Dorn will most likely not use [Dormant Black Gas] in the next battle.
Although I don’t know what the chief made such a judgment, since the chief said so, Kuba would believe so.
As long as he does not encounter the unknown and unimaginable black air, Kuba is still more confident in himself.
With your own horns, fists, hooves, elbows, and knees, as long as you hit the opponent's vital points, you can end the battle with one blow!
The complex thoughts were fleeting, and in just two short breaths, Kuba was already close to Dorn.
The old bull warrior clenched his fist with his left hand to protect his face, while his right hand was like a sharp arrow from the string, with extremely rapid momentum and wind pressure, he rushed straight to Dorn's face!
When Dorn was rushing towards his opponent, he was ready for battle early.
[Eagle View] Launch!
【Dexterity】 Launch!
[Eagle View] provides extraordinary clear and dynamic vision, capturing the opponent's movement details; speed and body coordination increase provided by [Dexterity], and respond quickly.
His head slightly opened, avoiding the violent straight punch.
Then, Dorn's eagle eyes keenly captured the magnitude of the other party's right hooves rising slightly.
So, [hardened] starts!
The right legs of both sides kicked together, and the body seemed to make a dull collision sound with steel texture.
After the first round of close combat, both sides took two steps back at the same time, setting apart from each other.
Kuba Bull's nose squirts, and the sound of the mouth is muffled:
"Mr. Dorn, I thought you were a warlock like a Tamara Shaman, but I didn't expect your fighting skills to be so amazing. Kuba admires you very much, and it is my honor to fight you."
"Ha..." Facing the other party's sincere praise, Dorn just scratched his cheek with his index finger and laughed dryly, "It's just melee."
To be honest, I am really a warlock like a Tamara Shaman in your mouth.
All you see is my close combat skills thanks to the increase in various skills.
In other words, my move is not flat, I have to consume blue bars, do you know!
In a sense, I am also a man without fairness now.
Kuba: "Your humility is really shining like a gem. I have already felt your heart in the collision just now. I will do my best to not disappoint you in this battle."
The old bull warrior still maintained praise and appreciation in his eyes, and had some unilateral mutual appreciation.
Dorn:?
Why do you feel my feelings?
My heart didn't move at all!
You are definitely strange, right? Don’t talk to yourself and immerse yourself in your own world!
Don't have to let Dorn complain a few more in his heart, and Kuba, opposite him, rushed towards him again.
The old cow warrior pounced on Dorn like a predatory cheetah. His extremely strong figure, coupled with his rapid movements, was full of oppression.
However, Dorn was not very panicked. With the blessing of [Eagle View] and [Dexterity], he was ready to avoid sideways.
But who knew that when the old bull warrior approached Dorn, his body suddenly stagnated and deviated from his original movement trajectory. In an extremely fast and somewhat unreasonable posture, he flashed to the side of Dorn.
The quick attack just now was just a fake shot!
Chapter completed!