CHAPTER 482: CHAPTER 361: THIS IS A DUEL? THIS IS CLEARLY DISFIGUREMENT!

Twenty people involved in a brawl, does it look impressive?

If it’s just ordinary people fighting, you might find it interesting at first, but as it drags on, it becomes boring for the spectators.

But what if the brawl involves electromagnetic weapons, laser weapons, swords, axes, and shields? And the spectators enjoy the scenes of fists landing on flesh, pulling hair, and tearing clothes?

Then the scene would be...

Absolutely thrilling!

The members of the Round Table Knight Order excel in foil fencing, combining a flair of various genetic abilities with the nimble laser swords, moving forward and backward with exceptional agility.

With the charm nurtured from childhood in Mickey Country, it truly makes the men suave and the women graceful.

There are only two Knight Commanders proficient in long-range combat, one skilled with a bow, the other with firearms, suppressing the White Bear Legion.

On the other hand, the fighting style of the White Bear Legion is much more rugged.

Led by Rebecca, with three people, two shields and one axe, shouting "Ura~," they barbarically rammed into the crowd of knights.

Behind them, except for Ralph pulling out a wolf fang club as thick as an electric pole, everyone else uniformly raised a two-handed greatsword with one hand, with not a single one among them specializing in long-range.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~

The first probing attack from the two Knight Commanders proficient in long-range hit the two shields and an axe, without affecting the charge of the White Bear Legion in the slightest.

Boom!

The man to the left of Rebecca smashed back with his shield, forcing back a Knight Commander.

That Knight Commander was none other than the seasoned Pierre Cardan.

Pierre, seeing the situation, feigned several actions, successfully luring the enemy away for a one-on-one fight.

"Ralph!"

Rebecca shouted, and the burly man charged to the front line to substitute, roaring wildly.

"Awoooo~"

With this strange sound, a dense earthy yellow light appeared, spreading to all members of the White Bear Legion, forming a solid protective layer, with greatly enhanced defensive capabilities!

[Earth Attachment

Tier: Platinum

Level: Lv.Max

Type: Elemental Manipulation

Description: Forms a solid earth element membrane on the target’s body surface, increasing the original defense ability by 15%.

Duration: 30S

Consumption: 10yp/target/30S]

An ability covering ten people, directly exhausting Ralph’s Genetic Force in exchange for thirty seconds of enhanced defense.

With Earth Attachment, the ten hairy ones were as invigorated as if injected with adrenaline, wielding their gigantic weapons with all their might, totally disregarding their own defense, focusing purely on being "reckless"!

Clad in earthy yellow light, Rebecca scanned the crowd with her eyes, locked onto Joanna’s position, and lifted her giant axe to attack.

"Watch the axe!"

The double-bladed giant axe, carrying a weight of a thousand pounds, fiercely chopped towards Joanna’s head.

Seemingly sensing it, she deflected a broad sword with her light saber, instinctively dodging to the side.

Boom!

The giant axe carved a gap into the ground, dark green grass juice squeezed by the axe, sticking to the silver-white blade’s side.

Poof!

The axe blade was pulled from the turf, Rebecca sneered: "Quick reflexes, but what about your strength?"

"Not worse than yours!" Joanna retorted, switching from her light saber to a metal long staff.

The long staff in hand, she twirled it into a flourish, stirring the air with a whistling sound.

A flash of red light on her skin, merging into her flesh, Joanna felt a significant increase in strength, smiling elegantly: "Actually, my strongest isn’t those swordsmanship skills, but stick technique! Playing with strength? I’m an expert too!"

"Is that so?"

Rebecca’s eyes lit up with delight: "Come on!"

"Bring it on!"

The two women instantly clashed, unleashing power and ferocity that even some male players would find shameful.

"Stick technique?" Li Zheng looked at Liu Qi with a peculiar expression, leaving him quite embarrassed.

"She... ahem, also stayed in Dragon Country for a while, I pulled some strings to send her to Shaolin to learn martial arts, and she ended up obsessed with weapons with ’stick’ in their names like long staff, nunchaku, and three-section staff."

"But why send a girl to the Shaolin Temple? Don’t you know it’s a sacred Buddhist sect? What would those Grand Monks think?"

"You think I willingly sent her there? She somehow heard that all martial arts originate from Shaolin and insisted on learning, I had no choice but to give in to her pestering!" Liu Qi looked puzzled, "Who knew she’d actually learn stick technique, I thought she was just joking at the time!"

After listening, Li Zheng was even more speechless than Liu Qi.

So everyone else in the world is more suitable for martial arts than me?

I’m useless!

The two of them casually chatted, while the two groups were locked in an intense battle.

The two Knight Commanders proficient in long-range were suddenly confronted up close, forced to use the military stingers and handguns they had prepared, struggling to hold on.

In close combat, they naturally couldn’t hold a candle to those Russians constantly dealing with heavy melee weapons, only managing to fire a few shots opportunistically.

Who would have thought the White Bear Legion would be so reckless.

All genetic abilities, save those enhancing strength and destructive power, are purely defensive.

After layering, the mere firepower of a handgun couldn’t even penetrate the membranes formed by those defensive abilities.

In a short period, these top fighters on the battle rankings were actually overpowered by a bunch of grunts whom they outmatched in every way, suffering a bitter fate.

Observing the fight, Zhan Zhouzhou spoke up: "Most people in the White Bear Legion almost exhausted their Original Force in the first round of ability use. If they can’t take down one or two Knight Commanders within thirty seconds, they’ll fall into a slump."

Sitting in the mecha beside her, Ye Kai agreed with this view, echoing: "If it were me, I would focus fire and take out a few within these thirty seconds. Anyway, our side has high defense, we’re not afraid of getting hit in the short term."

Chu Xiao, being a tank-type player, also shared his opinion: "You think the Knight Commanders are fools? They’ll surely utilize their agility, avoiding being focus-fired."

It’s not like fighting against computer AI, you can dodge when someone attacks you, right?

Survive the opponent’s power phase, then play however you want.

"Agility?" Zhan Zhouzhou, possessing Prel’s Eye, shook her head: "That might not provide much of an advantage, just watch."

As she finished speaking, Rebecca, engaged in a duel with Joanna, suddenly took a step back and tossed two patches of green light.

A large patch of green light fell in the field, and the previously sturdy grassland suddenly softened as if corroded.

In less than three seconds, a swamp appeared in the field, momentarily hindering everyone’s movements.

However, the other patch of green light landed on the members of the White Bear Legion, forming isolating membranes under their feet, allowing them to move as if on solid ground through the swamp.

"Whoa! What a dirty tactic!" Chu Xiao observed the situation, suddenly realizing that the ten Knight Commanders, trying to outlast the opponent’s defensive period, were unknowingly surrounded by the ten Russians!

According to the relative theory of the canyon: if others slow down, it’s as if I speed up.

Even if those Knight Commanders wanted to escape the swamp area, it wasn’t easy.

Soon, the first player to lose combat ability in the battle appeared.

The long-range Knight Commander using firearms, after being hindered by reduced movement speed, got caught by the opponent.

With three swift sword strikes, his gun and military stinger were both knocked out of his hands.

The last thing he saw were the broad sides of a giant sword as wide as half a door.

The Russian girl fighting him didn’t hold back, even though she avoided killing him outright, she used the giant sword’s flat side to flatten his very three-dimensional features.

The sound of his nasal bones shattering sent chills down the spines of all the spectators.

Their fighting directly aiming for disfigurement, these Russians were too brutal!