Chapter 20: Battle Victory2022-12-16"Fearless Charge!"
A shout full of fighting spirit rang out.
Almost in an instant, the figure that jumped out disappeared instantly and appeared next to the elven archer who was twenty meters away!
The speed was so fast that it even left an afterimage, as if it were teleportation.
The spear in his hand stabbed directly at the defenseless elven archers.
"Hey, what's going on?"
Zhang Hanyang was stunned.
Twenty meters is neither long nor short.
Even if you sprint at full speed, it will take two or three seconds, enough to be shot into a hedgehog.
but...
How did this just appear?
Zhang Hanyang hurriedly said: "Quick, the elf magician activates the defense shield..."
But it was too late.
One voice after another sounded, very calm, but like the call of death.
"One cut, a thousand machines!"
"Don't let pride blind you."
"Watch carefully and learn well."
"This will be a painful lesson!"
Fifty figures jumped out of the bushes again.
But then it disappeared.
Completely disappeared!
Zhang Hanyang widened his eyes and glanced below. He couldn't understand how these fifty people suddenly disappeared.
But then.
"Whoosh."
"Whoosh."
"Whoosh!"
The sounds of sharp swords breaking through the air rang out of nowhere.
Sword lights suddenly appeared out of nowhere without warning and hit the first-level elven magicians. Every sword light left deep injuries visible to the bone and screams.
It was not until three or four seconds later that the fifty figures holding thick iron swords reappeared, and only fifty of the one hundred first-level elven magicians were left.
"What, what's going on?" Zhang Hanyang looked confused.
He suddenly felt that this was not a battle.
It's a supernatural event!
The muscular man with the spear who rushed to the archer in that instant, and the swordsman who disappeared into thin air with only the sword light left...
The sudden change at this moment directly disrupted the rhythm of the elven army.
If you ask an ADC player in lol what he fears most in the game.
That must be because a sword master got close to him.
If you ask what the second person is afraid of, it is being approached by a German steward.
But now, fifty Debon stewards and fifty sword masters rushed into the elven archers at the same time, swinging their swords and slashing fiercely!
Those archers didn't even react until they died, and they still kept the posture of drawing the bow and arrow.
In just a moment, most of those first-level archers were dead.
The second-level archer, relying on the powerful attributes of the second level, is still wielding the longbow to defend.
But soon, they were completely desperate.
In the bushes, a hundred big Garens saw that their archery formation had been disrupted, so they jumped out of the bushes and charged forward holding thick iron swords that were larger than normal people's!
The acceleration brought by [Fatal Blow] allows them to burst out with speeds that are not appropriate for their huge bodies.
"Don't be afraid, I'm coming!"
"As long as there is life, there will be no end to the fight!"
"Follow me!"
One hundred great Garens, along with fifty Debon stewards and sword masters who were still at the first level, charged directly into the elven army.
The one hundred second-level elven archers who were barely holding on suffered heavy losses the moment Galen joined the battle. The fatal blow delivered by the heavy sword directly cut off the iron bows in their hands.
Those leather armors that focus on lightness have almost no defensive power in front of heavy iron swords.
"Quick, quickly split the formation!" Zhang Hanyang's forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and he was so nervous that his voice was trembling. "Elf magician, deploy the defense shield and split the battlefield..."
"It's too late." Lin Fan said calmly.
The elven mages had just begun to chant when the great swords of the great Galens smashed down on them.
[Fatal Blow]
These first-level mages had no chance to fight back at all, and there was no need to even trigger the silencing effect. They were simply knocked unconscious by a single sword strike.
"The battle is over."
Yi Rubing breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this scene.
Principal Yang, who was also watching the game, touched his bald head with a look of surprise on his face: "How did this kid... do it?"
Even he couldn't understand how those melee humans suddenly appeared next to the elven archers.
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But Principal Yang didn't suspect anything.
After all, there are too many strange and bizarre divine arts in the divine world.
Compared to those high-level magic arts that are powerful enough to move mountains and overturn seas, this kind of small magic art that only lasts for a short time is really nothing. At most, it can only be regarded as a relatively amazing low-level magic art.
When two truly powerful people fight, they won't give you the chance to get within twenty meters of them.
"Good, good. It seems that this time, this kid can bring us some results in the freshman competition." Principal Yang was in a good mood.
And at this time.
The students in Class 3, who had been frantically swiping the screen and acting arrogant, all fell silent.
The students in Class 5 were swiping the screen like crazy.
"Lin Fan is awesome!"
"What the hell is this? It just came over suddenly and was chopped down in just a few strokes."
"That's it? That's it? No way, there can't be such a simple battle, right?"
"With this kind of strength, you deserve to be robbed of your place. Practice Tai Chi more often on weekdays. I can teach you the Lightning Nine-Section Whip."
"Class 3, why don't you dance anymore? Being a bad student is the original sin."
"By the way, what the hell are those religious races of Lin Fan? How did they rush over so quickly? I didn't even see clearly... Hey, did you guys in Class 3 see clearly?"
The students in Class 3 were silent for a long time, and suddenly someone posted a comment.
"If you can do it, go ahead!"
"That's right, we can't beat them, but we'll force them!"
"To be honest, Lin Fan is actually taking advantage..."
Classes three and five started to criticize crazily.
But no matter what, Class 5 was so arrogant at this time!
Lin Fan's victory was really overwhelming.
In fact, it is true.
Under the siege of one hundred second-level Galens, fifty second-level Swordmasters, and fifty second-level Debons, those elven archers had no way to make any output at all.
The key is that you can't run away even if you want to.
Garen's critical strike has an acceleration effect, not to mention the second-level Blademaster and Debon who have mastered Alpha Strike and Fearless Charge, whose pursuit effect is the strongest in lol.
Even for those first-level swordsmen and Debon who have not mastered any skills, their passive skills are very terrifying. Every time they use two swords for the fourth time, the elven archers suffer and cannot defend against them at all.
Debon became more and more courageous as the battle went on. Even if he was slightly injured, he could recover after a few more shots, with additional damage and armor-piercing effects.
This is already a one-sided massacre.
[Hint]: All the opponent's believers are eliminated, and your believers win a great victory.
[Tip]: The virtual battle is completed and the connection is disconnected.
[Hint]: In this battle, five first-level sword masters seemed to have realized something and entered the second level. Seven Debon stewards seemed to have realized something and entered the second level.
[Hint]: After the baptism of battle, your believers become more fanatical about you. After a victory sacrifice, your faith value increases by 2,000 points.
Lin Fan closed the virtual battle page with satisfaction. The religious races in the divine realm also woke up from the dream-like virtual battle, cheering for the victory in the dream and killing cattle for sacrifice.
Before I had time to check the messages flooding the class communication group, a communication request suddenly came in.
[Prompt]: User [Yi Rubing, head teacher of Class 5, Grade 1] requested communication.
[Prompt]: Whether to accept the communication request.