"Famous Clan Handso?"
Zimrman looked at the na above Handso and mocked:
"Are all you Hua Country people this ’confident’?"
Listening to Zimrman’s clearly sarcastic words, Handso smiled slightly as if he didn’t catch the aning:
"Maybe I’m an exception."
"I’ve always been confident in handling dogs."
While speaking, the two of them were already standing at the edge of the safe zone.
Once they stepped out of the row of green bricks on the ground, outside would be the free combat zone.
Behind them had already gathered players from various battle zones, whispering to each other.
So of the later arriving players, after hearing the discussions around them, quickly understood the story.
Among these voices, the vast majority were clamoring:
"Kill this Hua Country idiot."
"Don’t think that just because there’s a Feng Hua, you’re invincible. Give this kid a hard lesson for ."
"Go Zimrman, take him down!"
...
Such were the words, and there was almost no support for Handso.
Even a few Hua Country War Zone players chose silence amidst the overwhelming noise.
However, choosing silence did not an backing down, because they firmly believed Handso would definitely show them that the Hua Country War Zone is not to be insulted by anyone.
Just then, a man dressed as a knight nad Keruk walked between the two and said:
"Allow to introduce myself, I am Keruk from the Russian War Zone."
This man, at least 1.9 ters tall, looked at both of them and said:
"For the sake of fairness, I think you might need a referee, and I can just do this job. You don’t mind if I act as your referee, do you?"
Handso looked at him, shrugged indifferently, and said:
"I don’t mind."
Keruk looked at Zimrman, who naturally had no objections, looked at Keruk, and smiled:
"Oh, of course, however..."
Zimrman looked at Handso beside him, the contempt on his face was obvious, and said:
"This is probably the most boring duel you’ve ever witnessed."
After speaking, Zimrman had already stepped out of the safe zone, heading to one side.
Handso moved to the other side, chuckled once, and agreed:
"He’s right."
Afterward, Handso and Zimrman stopped at a position about ten ters apart, while the maximum distance for a Mage (public) skill was eight ters.
Keruk stood between the two and said:
"Before we start, let make this clear."
"When one side’s life value falls below 10% or dies, it counts as a loss."
"Understand?"
Both of them nodded to indicate they understood.
After all, it was just a duel, not a life-and-death battle, determining the winner was enough.
Of course, if soone ’accidentally’ killed the opponent, it was within the rules, and no one would say anything.
After briefly explaining the rules, Keruk then said again:
"I think you can start preparing your best skills now."
As soon as the words fell, the Fla Staff in Handso’s hand was already rising with raging flas.
Opposite him, the Magic Staff in Zimrman’s hand also emitted a glaring and dazzling light.
It was clear both had already started preparing their magic at the sa ti.
In the safe zone, hundreds of eyes stared at the two in the arena. Under Keruk’s indication, the noise gradually quieted.
Keruk raised his hand to signal:
"Prepare!"
Although this duel had not yet begun, perhaps due to longstanding prejudice from Western countries against Hua Country, at this mont, most of the onlookers were already imagining the scene of Handso being beaten.
Then Keruk started the countdown:
"3"
"2"
"1"
A sudden burst of enthusiastic shouting erupted from the crowd, with nearly everyone shouting excitedly:
"Zimrman, kill him!"
"Kill him!"
A loyal friend couldn’t hold back any longer, followed by a hysterical shout:
"Go Handso!"
The players from the Hua Country War Zone joined in the chorus of shouts:
"Go!"
At this mont Keruk already gave the order:
"Start!"
Keruk quickly retreated back into the safe zone.
But what surprised everyone was that Zimrman had already attacked Handso in the distance before Keruk even said "start":
"Go to hell, Hua Country chick."
This scene directly stunned all the players in the Hua Country War Zone, who were furious in the safe zone:
"This is not fair, he attacked early!"
"Cheating!"
"Be careful, Handso!"
Even Keruk did not anticipate this. But by the ti everyone realized it, it was already too late.
Zimrman pointed his Magic Staff at Handso:
"Thunder Shock"
In the blink of an eye, several bolts of lightning descended from the sky, directly engulfing Handso, continuously striking the location where Handso stood:
"Bang bang bang~"
Watching Handso being engulfed by the dense Power of Thunder, everyone was speechless, astonished at the unexpected scene.
Everyone felt a shock in their hearts; everything happened too suddenly. They also didn’t expect Zimrman’s magic range could reach ten ters!
By the ti soone reacted, Zimrman had already raised his hand again to launch a second skill at that area:
"Thunder Net Coverage"
A net woven by thunder struck down from the sky, rapidly covering that thunder zone:
"Crackling"
The chilling Power of Thunder made everyone’s scalp tingle, further eliminating any chance for Handso to escape.
Everyone stared dumbfounded as Handso’s location turned into a thunder zone, dust swirling around.
At this mont, the thought spontaneously ca to everyone’s mind: one-hit KO!
They were confident Zimrman would definitely win, but they didn’t expect Zimrman could win so ’easily,’ albeit a bit disgracefully...
However, apart from the players in the Hua Country War Zone, no one cared about this point.
Because they only saw Handso being ’KO’d,’ Zimrman won!
No one believed Handso could survive such terrifying skills, including the players in the Hua Country War Zone.
...
After casting two skills, Zimrman did not attack again, but stood at his spot with a face full of pride, looking at his ’masterpiece.’
He was confident that this Hua Country little mage couldn’t possibly be unscathed under the combination of his two skills.
However, when the thunder receded and the dust settled, everyone was once again stunned by the scene before them!!!
Handso was standing safely in place, looking at Zimrman with a smile and teasing:
"This... is your strength?"
At that mont, everyone felt a chill down their spines, taking a deep breath.
They were all stunned at the sight of this calm and composed figure:
He was unhard? How could this be possible!
Zimrman looked at Handso as if he had seen a ghost:
"How can you be unhard?"
Though shocked, Zimrman, being a high-level player from the United States, quickly adjusted his mindset, ready to strike again.
However, at this mont, everyone felt a wave of heat emanating from Handso, followed by Handso’s light chuckle:
"Now it’s my turn, right?"
A furious dragon of flas suddenly soared into the sky from Handso’s body:
"Roar~"
The roar of a giant dragon echoed, and everyone stared in shock at the fiery dragon:
"What skill is this?"
At this mont, Handso pointed angrily at Zimrman:
"Go!"
"Fire Dragon Soaring to the Heavens!"
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