Chapter 466

I have to say that although Zhang Cheng has always looked down on soldiers, especially those idiots who don't like to use their brains and just want to solve everything with their fists and muscles.

But trist and ntrelli are obviously not in this range.

Five minutes have passed since the beginning.

They kept a high tension and showed no signs of relaxation. Even if they were sweating all over, the movement of waving weapons was still not deformed at all, and each attack was accurate to the range of only a few centimeters from the key.

If they were ordinary people, I'm afraid they could tell the winner in a few seconds, but they still clenched their teeth and insisted. Their eyes were as sharp as swords.

There is no doubt that they are aware of each other's strength and unspeakable similarity through the fight, as if they saw another self through the mirror.

What would a man do if he found a guy who looked like himself to the extreme?

It will never be sitting down hand in hand and having a long talk, and then developing into a good friend who has nothing to talk about.

On the contrary, this person will try every means to distinguish from each other, or even kill each other directly to make himself a unique existence.

Especially the cold and cruel ntrelli in her heart is very eager to cut the neck of the dark elves and use blood and death to prove her existence value.

"I'll kill you!" he bellowed to his close opponent.

"No! You can't kill me!" trist insisted.

Although he felt that his physical strength was close to the limit, and even his white hair was wet with sweat, for the safety of his friends, he was willing to continue and even end the duel that was destined to be survived by only one person.

Just when ntrelli wanted to say something, Zhang Cheng nearby suddenly said, "Dear dark elf, I think I need to remind you that your battle has lasted for more than five minutes. If it can't be finished in a short time, your barbarian and dwarf friends will die."

Drizzt heard this, his pupils contracted violently, and quickly turned his head and glanced at the arch bridge.

As a result, only the body of a grey dwarf guard was seen, and Bruno and another grey dwarf disappeared.

"Hey! Where are you looking?" ntrelli stabbed the dagger into his left shoulder while his opponent was stunned.

"Woo!" trist snorted stiffly.

Although he reacted and retreated quickly to avoid the penetration of the whole shoulder, he still suffered a lot of damage. His blood dyed the secret silver lock armour red in the blink of an eye.

In the battle against ordinary people or monsters, such injuries are nothing. Even with one hand, he can solve most enemies.

But when faced with as like as two peas of force, skill and speed, they are deadly.

Strong pain will make him lose his proud reaction speed. Once he can't keep up with the rhythm, he will soon have a second, third and fourth wound until he can't defend any more and is penetrated by the enemy.

Similarly, ntrelli realized this, licked his lips and sneered, "it's over at last! I have to admit that you are the most skilled soldier I've ever seen in my life. Unfortunately, we are like opposite twins, and one of us is destined to survive."

"It's not fair! He just interrupted the duel with words!" seeing her friend hurt, Katie Brill immediately protested loudly.

"Fair? Hahaha! Silly girl, there is no fair in the world. Only the weak beg for fair. The strong will win by all means. What's more, he is distracted in the battle and can't blame others." the killer burst out a burst of ironic laughter.

"Don't be complacent! You haven't won yet!" trist put on the posture of continuing to fight with pain.

He is not the kind of fair person who likes to complain. In fact, in the first lesson of learning to fight with his father, he learned a truth that he should never believe every word spoken from the enemy.

"I like your unyielding will and eyes! It can make me feel more satisfied after killing you. Goodbye, dark elf, I will miss you..."

With the last word blurted out, ntry Liwan broke out at an unprecedented speed and broke into the opponent's defense circle.

Trist, whose left shoulder was injured, couldn't resist at all. He had to step back and try to parry and block with his intact hand.

Just as he was about to retreat to the edge of the cliff, another injured arm suddenly raised and made a cross pressing action. Immediately after that, he immediately threw away his weapon and hit the killer's chin with his fist.

Bang!

Perhaps the dark elves are not famous for their strength, but the chin is one of the most vulnerable parts of human beings. Once hit by a strong blow, the brain will begin to shake violently, followed by a sense of loss of balance.

Seeing that ntrelli didn't even have a chance to resist, he directly fell down on the hard rock with the back of his head. His hands holding the weapon had to be loosened and raised his forearms to resist the falling fists.

But even so, he only resisted for half a minute, and then was knocked out alive.

I'm afraid he never dreamed that the dark elves would abandon their weapons and choose their fists to end the duel at the critical moment.

However, Drizzt did not intend to kill ntrelli. After confirming that the other party was unconscious, he immediately stood up, picked up the machete, looked vigilant and said to Zhang Cheng, "mage, how about we make a deal? You let my friend go, and I let him go."

"Oh, of course, I don't want you to be the enemy, just to satisfy his obsession with you." Zhang Cheng smiled and lifted the rope binding the halfling. At the same time, he was very generous to return the heart piercing bow to the girl.

"Thank you!"

Seeing that the captured friend was safe and sound, Drizzt thanked with vigilance. He also put away the sharp blade against the killer's neck, and then carefully began to retreat. When he crossed the arch bridge, he quickly turned and ran towards the channel below.

Seeing the three of them disappear completely, Zhang Chengcai shrugged his shoulders carelessly, bent down and patted en Cuili's face: "wake up!"

"Asshole! My head hurts! Where's the dark elf?" the killer slowly opened his eyes and struggled to get up from the ground.

"He's gone."

"Gone? Did I lose?"

"I think so."

"But I'm not willing!" ntrelli clenched her fist, and her eyes burst with hatred.

"Don't worry, the game has just begun. If there is no accident, you still have many opportunities. You know, trist is a dark elf. He has great advantages in race. Now you can't beat him, so I've prepared a small gift for you."

After that, Zhang Cheng took out a small bottle of pale yellow magic potion from his pocket