As another ice bloodline came to the ring, the crowd finally began to discuss.

Although Olaf's previous opponents seemed to have some tricks, they were just unknown people in the final analysis.

But this guy who used the Double-blade Axe of the Ice is famous in this area - although he has no tribe and has always been alone, the beasts and robbers who died under his battle axe have long been able to form a large tribe in the underworld!

No one knew his name, but the tribes around him called him the wandering god of death.

Seeing that the wandering god of death came to the "martial competition and bride-seeking" scene, everyone, including Se Zhuangni, was quite surprised. Unexpectedly, the wandering god of death who had been alone would actually hope to become a blood alliance!

However, as an opponent, Olaf had no idea who was the wandering god of death - even if he knew, he might not care.

Not to mention that his nickname is Death, even when facing the real Death, Olaf would only raise his battle axe and cut over it!

Neither side had the meaning of a common name, and the battle began immediately.

One inch long, one inch strong.

The long-handled battle axe wandering around the god of death slashed out with the sound of the wind and slashed towards Olaf's shoulders obliquely.

Olaf responded very quickly and chose to parry - dodge is meaningless. The attack range of the long-handled double-edged axe is too large, while the Zhenbing weapon is strong and light. If you dodge at this time, it means handing over the rhythm of the battle to the opponent. Then you can only watch the opponent sweep all the way with the Zhenbing axe, but you can only flash like a flea...

This obviously doesn't fit Olaf's fighting style!

Since you are slashing the battle axe, we will naturally try it head-on!

With this idea, Olaf's two axes crossed in one place, and then firmly caught the slash of the wandering god of death.

Zhenbing's double-edged axe slashed hard on Olaf's pair of axes, making a sound that made people sour. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Olaf pulled his own tricks and wanted to give this guy a disarm!

The opponent will naturally not let Olaf succeed easily. Once he lets go, it means losing the double-edged battle axe. Without the double-edged battle axe, his combat power will drop significantly.

For him, the battle axe has long become a part of its own strength, and it is absolutely impossible to lose the battle axe!

But... As an opponent, Olaf has a considerable advantage in strength. Even though he had already grabbed the handle of the battle axe, he could not rob Olaf when snatching!

This is more embarrassing.

Is it really going to lose the battle axe?

No, absolutely not!

Seeing that he could no longer get his battle axe back by simply pulling it, the other party could only twist the handle of the battle axe, so that Olaf's double axe could not lock his double-edged axe, and then he barely regained his weapon.

Olaf was not in a hurry. Seeing that the other party took a step back because he grabbed the battle axe, Olaf stepped forward, pulled the distance between the two sides, and then took the axe with both hands, and directly hit him.

Slash the two axes with their heads.

The wandering god of death was calm and raised his double-edged axe again to fight back. This time, although he still suffered a little loss in his strength, he at least successfully blocked and stopped Olaf from slashing.

One attack and one defense, the two men walked through a complete move, and it seemed to be evenly matched.

But as for whether it is really evenly matched, only the two sides in the battle will know...

In this way, Olaf and the wandering god of death fought back and forth on the ring. Both sides were warriors on the power route, which was most suitable for this one-on-one battle. With the slashing and parrying back and forth, the ding-dangdang was very lively.

Olaf is stronger, but his opponent also has some means - as the battle continues, Olaf's speed gradually slows down.

At this time, if you get close to Olaf, people will find that at this time, a layer of shallow white frost appeared on Olaf's body surface.

This layer of white frost was not obvious, but it indeed slowed down Olaf's movement speed, and unknowingly made him completely give up the initiative in the battle.

The so-called Baishuang is the power of Zhenbing hidden in this double-edged battle axe.

Zhenbing weapons have never been a simple weapon, and the significance of Zhenbing is not only about its strength and lightness.

If it is just solid and light, then many metals can do it; if it is required to maintain stability in the cold of Frelljord under the premise of solid and lightness, then a special material like black iron can do it.

However, if it is required to be strong, light, stable, and has its own enchantment effect, then it is really Zhenbing. This special existence has a unique effect from its birth. If it comes into contact with non-ice bloodlines, it will be frostbite. Even if there is no direct contact, the aftermath of this battle will be enough to cause similar infringement.

Now Olaf's effect on slowing down comes from this.

Olaf's whole body was becoming white at a speed visible to the naked eye. A layer of delicate frost covered his body, and his face soon blurred. In this case, even though Olaf's eyes were still bright, the spectators had already determined that this guy with a very vicious mouth might be over.

The wandering god of death also thinks so.

That’s right, your strength is indeed a little higher than mine, but unfortunately, I am the blood of the Bing!

The Ice Bloodline is not comparable to the barbarians like you in a wild land!

The white frost is getting thicker and thicker, and it is obvious that it is becoming broken ice.

Olaf began to move slowly and slowly. Although he would still attack and slash without hesitation, his whole body was finally at a disadvantage.

It seems...it may fail at any time.

But is it really the result?

Will Olaf really be trapped by the ice chips wrapped in this level and eventually become a motionless ice sculpture?

The answer is naturally no.

Just when the wandering god of death thought he was sure to win and had all his strength to stimulate the power of the double-edged battle axe and planned to completely freeze Olaf, a full shout came from under the layers of frost he created.

"Pomacia!"

With a loud shout, Olaf turned red at a speed visible to his naked eyes. He seemed to have been cooked and his whole body became boiling.

The frost that had just been entangled with him like a bone-attached cervix, which made him slow to move turned into the white mist above her head in the blink of an eye, and those bright eyes became as red as blood at this moment!

The wandering god of death used his old trick again, trying to slow down Olaf again.
Chapter completed!