Chapitre 181: That Drunken Brawl That Went Down To History (5)

If the audience noticed the evasive actions of the Moon Elf Lord, then naturally his opponents are pretty much aware of it too!

"My lord! This isn't fair! How come you are not fighting us seriously? I am fed up taking in your dust every time I am trying to land a hit on you!" Feren loudly complained through the smoke and hot fire that spread all over the open field.

A huge patch of land has already lost its grasses, leaving only ashes.

The old man huffed and conjured a halberd.

"Please start doing your counterattack! I want to taste what it feels like to be pressed down by the Moon Elf Lord."

Legland stopped in the side with his Flame Guardian Armor and scorching hot red blade. "That's right, my lord! Please start attacking us too. But anyway, how did you manage to hone such godlike reflexes? Can you tell me your secret?"

Nicol also halted conjuring the yellow fire orbs around him. Silently watching the others with his crimson-red eyes.