Chapter 18: (1/2)

”Because of cowardice and abandoning your companions, the only person who greets you in the end is to be alone against the enemy. This has never been a smart decision.” The heavy and dull voice interrupted Ji Bai's thoughts of watching the play. At first glance, the whole scene was waved. In the unbearable arena, only oneself was left standing... and, facing the huge iron can that he slowly walked over, the sentence just now was obviously what he said to Ji Bai.

”Hmm? I am left with me so soon?” Ji Bai looked around and lay all around. After the terrible freshman, he affirmed his thoughts, and turned to look at the hourglass, not halfway through.

Well, the battle ended when the freshmen failed to touch Morton's hair, and a sentence was drawn.

”I hope you will remember the lesson this time, Xinsheng.” In the helmet, Morton looked at the protective gear in front of him meaningfully. He only carried the rusty and tattered Xinsheng.

”Hey! The show begins!” Lin Tuo in the stands could not wait to take a pack of popcorn and sit down to watch the scene.

”Mr. Ji Bai...” Kerr, who covered his heart with two small paws, prayed silently for Ji Bai in his heart.

Well, it looks like there is really only me left, Ji Bai thought.

Looking at the oncoming canned knight, Ji Bai held the severely corroded hand half-sword upright, and the side of the blade pressed against the shoulder blade, and made a knight's salute.

Huh? This freshman still knows such a standard knight manner? Yes, this courage needs to be exercised and improved.

Out of the spirit of belief in the knight's creed, Morton held an axe in both hands and leaned the axe handle against his shoulders, returning to his etiquette.

After the salute, Ji Bai didn't get the least bit muddled, shaking his hand, and holding the blade of the half sword in his hand.

”Huh?” Seeing the young man's behavior, Morton felt a little puzzled.

In battle, it is a very common technique to use a half-handed sword with a breeding ball for hammering attacks, but the hit rate and lethality are far inferior to the blade attack. It is useful for hitting the enemy's head, causing a short-term dizziness, and giving oneself. Fight for opportunities, often by surprise in a duel.

The young man showed his intention to attack from the beginning, but he was not wise.

”Young man, you need to learn, there is a lot more.” Morton said meaningfully.

Morton would not be merciful to this young man because of his poor academic skills. In actual combat, he should look like actual combat.

The sharp thorns at the end of the long axe heard bursts of wind breaking, and the burly fortress slammed into Ji Bai. In the splashing dust, the steel colossus struck like a urging death god. Aggressive momentum.

Facing this sudden and compelling aura, Ji Bai didn't mean to dodge at all, and stood still in place.

Resigned? Or do you want to resist your offensive with pure brute force? This is impossible! Morton narrowed his eyes.

Looking at the dark giant iron, Ji Bai weighed the sword in his hand, staring blankly at the closer steel colossus. Suddenly, his eyes condensed, and he grabbed the blade, as if hitting a baseball. With a fierce wave.

”Kang Dang!” The movement was imperceptible to the naked eye, as if hitting something in the air, and there was a deafening metal crash. The next moment, a huge figure flew out backwards, leaving it on the metal wall. A huge human-shaped gravure.

For a while, the audience fell into deathly silence.

The few spectators at the scene were dull and didn't see exactly what happened just now. So, why did this big iron can suddenly fly upside down?

Standing in place, Ji Bai didn't make any movement from beginning to end. He threw away the severely curved sword in his hand and glanced at the hourglass on the referee's bench.

Three minutes haven't arrived yet.

As if the track marks rolled out by a tank car continued all the way to Ji Bai's feet, they lost their tracks.

”With the blade, I'm afraid I can't take my hand.” Ji Bai turned around, not looking at the big man who was stuck in the metal wall and didn't wake up.

”The assessment is over, classmates, congratulations, you passed the actual combat assessment perfectly.” In the referee's bench, the elegant youth slowly stood up from his position, and looked at the mysterious youth in front of him with interest.

Several spectators present were puzzled by the scene before him, but he saw it really.

”Cleared? Then I can go up, right?”