Chapter 161 160. Can you chop it or move it?
In group competitions in martial arts tournaments, it is not uncommon for one person to be beaten one more.
It is not an exaggeration to even say that it happens in every game.
But fighting one more person in a game is very different from joint assassination in troubled waters.
In the game, even if several people see the threat of a powerful player at the same time and reach a consensus to get rid of him first, will those players who have not reached a consensus not come to cause trouble?
Within the venue, the distance between the battle circles is sometimes just one step.
In the end, it will still turn into a one-on-one fight where one cannot attack the strong one with absolute numerical superiority.
To put it simply, the situation of hitting one more person exists and is allowed.
Because this situation will not evolve to the level of cheating or match-fixing, which is outrageous.
But now Robert knew very well that what he was facing was not within the rules.
A total of eight warriors and guys dressed as mercenaries with dust on their faces vaguely surrounded Robert's position in the middle.
Five of them were approaching Robert, and three of them were dedicated to driving away the contestants who were approaching this way.
The body shape is coordinated, and the guy on the hand is of the same standard.
With these two characteristics alone, Robert knew that he was facing a siege involving professionals rather than a chaotic war.
The palms of the hand began to sweat, and the fingernails rubbed against the hammer handle as they opened and closed, making a "squeaking" sound.
Robert knew very well that with the level of chaos in the arena, even the audience on the high platform could not detect the difference in the current situation.
And shout loudly?
The roars and screams of hundreds of people are enough to drown any meaningful words into a few meaningless shouts.
Robert lowered his center of gravity while feeling the throbbing in his heart.
Is it dangerous now?
It was very dangerous. Eight clearly organized and skilled professionals wanted to surround him in this chaotic arena.
But at this moment, Robert also felt extremely happy.
Yes, what he wanted was never a joking ‘competition’. It was a battlefield that could really kill people!
"Come on, come on."
In the helmet, Robert's eyes were focused. murmured to himself.
"Five plus three, an armor-piercing dagger and a one-handed weapon. If Ed looks at me attentively enough on the high platform, he will basically find out that something is wrong in the situation within a minute. To organize the guards to rush in, he needs to get past the hundreds of people who have already killed him. A contestant. I have to hold on for at least five minutes! No, that’s not right.”
The laughter suppressed in the fat throat grew louder and more exciting.
"I still have five minutes to kill all you clowns! Haha! Hahaha!"
"Come on!"
War Hammer and War Cry Roaring in the wind.
"Fight me!"
Robert did not turn around and run away, but instead rushed straight towards the assassin in front of him!
The assassin was shocked that under such circumstances, the 'Fat Pig King' still had the courage to charge back.
He and his companions, a one-handed sword and an armor-piercing dagger, stabbed at the huge figure at the same time!
“Fuck you for coding!”
Along with his trademark curse, the warhammer that Robert was swinging directly knocked the one-handed sword that was coming towards him.
Although the war hammer did not hit the sword holder, the blade of the sword, which was deflected in the direction of the swing, had already passed towards the sword holder's own arm holding the armor-piercing dagger.
In Robert's eyes, this is already a solution.
That guy's shoddy chainmail armor will most likely be chopped into pieces if it can't bear it. An assassin with a crippled hand is lucky to be alive in this chaotic place. Still want to kill someone?
Then Robert's round belly turned slightly.
The armor-piercing dagger that the other assassin originally stabbed toward the joint on the armor's flank was deflected along the rounded spherical arc of the armor on Robert's belly.
There was a deep scratch on the front of the armor, but the huge war hammer had already reached its predetermined position with plenty of kinetic energy.
“Boom!”
The warhammer smashed down from diagonally above and sank directly into the assassin’s shoulder!
The crisp sound of broken bones was suppressed into a loud sound. From under the assassin's skin, you can even see the bulges of the fragments of the clavicle that have been deformed on the outer layer of the skin!
At that time, blood was pouring out of the assassin's mouth like a fountain.
The body was also knocked directly to the ground and collapsed.
"Aha! After two are eliminated, there are still six left!" Before Robert could laugh out loud, a sharp pain from his lower back made his voice change its tone.
Under the antlered helmet, the king's eyes widened suddenly, and he instinctively swung the warhammer behind him.
The enemy was driven away, and then there was a feeling of iron being pulled away from the body and blood starting to flow out.
"It's not deep enough, but stabbing my man from this position...?"
Robert's fat body saved his life, making the blade of the armor-piercing dagger useless. Directly into the organs.
But when he turned around to observe the enemy's situation, he was shocked to find that the one who stabbed him in the back was the assassin he had just identified as a 'lost threat'!
At this time, the assassin pulled at his mail sleeves expressionlessly.
Under the first layer of mail that was damaged by his deflected sword just now, there was a piece of leather armor with plates in key parts!
Damn, this difficulty is different!
Robert's eyes narrowed under his helmet and he glanced quickly towards the high platform.
There, Ed had already noticed something was wrong and was shouting something to [Fearless] Barristan with a slightly anxious tone.
In just a few minutes, the golden robes and the Kingsguard responsible for protecting the king's safety will rush directly into the competition venue.
But before that.
The eyes under the antlered helmets patrolled around intelligently, and the remaining assassins had reduced the encirclement smaller and smaller.
Robert has now regained some of the feeling of heroic fighting on the battlefield, but after all, his body has been idle for more than ten years, and he has gained dozens of kilograms of fat.
Now the enemy only needs to induce him to swing the hammer, and at worst, one person will die.
Wait until the force on his hammer is exhausted and swing it to the limit of the angle. This group of people can rush directly into the inner ring of the hammer handle, squeeze him in the middle, and stab him with their armor-piercing daggers.
The situation is not optimistic.
Robert licked his lips.
At this moment, he discovered that the young swordsman who had helped Ed was slowly approaching the back of the encirclement he was facing.
The silver-haired boy didn't even seem nervous about participating in a group competition.
Even until now, he has not even pulled out the two swords on his back!
Just now, the assassins had roughly driven away the surrounding battle circle, and they thought that no one would come to cause trouble in a short period of time.
So the remaining seven men all surrounded Robert.
Lan En was walking behind them. He raised his right hand and touched the hilt of the steel sword behind him.
With a soft "click" sound, the leaf spring of the scabbard was opened, and the blade was slowly pulled out from inside like running water.
Robert raised his head, wanting to explain to Lan En that these people did not just have a layer of inferior chainmail exposed on the surface of their clothes. You would definitely not be able to chop them down if you cut them hard.
But before he could say anything, the assassins seemed to sense his strange movement, and the remaining seven people rushed forward together!
At the same time, Lan En, who was behind them, had twisted his waist and exerted force, twisting his upper body to the extreme and laying the sword flat.
The soles of the feet are tense and spiraling, and the whole body is like a straightened spring.
Then a quick and crisp silver light flashed by!
“Whoosh!”
The three assassins who were standing closely together had their upper bodies separated by a straight silver light.
The three people were divided into six parts.
Even the wind pressure left by the sword blade brought up the blood that burst out from the human body and sprinkled it directly on the other assassins.
The hot fresh blood and sword wind caused several people to stop immediately and freeze there.
Lan stood up straight behind the corpse, shook off the remnants of his sword, and looked up at Robert.
"You looked like you wanted to say something just now?"
Robert was stunned under the helmet, and then swallowed hard.
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