
Turse lifted his bow and pulled his bowstring until he took out an ice arrow with a hint of bluish purple. No wonder, his rank that was in the god king, made his element change significantly as well. Arguably, Turse was now using an element called legend in the human realm.
Zeno smiled even more proudly, this was what he had been waiting for was to see Turse using the element of legend that Turse himself was completely shocked when he first saw her in the human realm.
“Nona, even though you are in the king of gods though, but you are still a woman, your physical strength still means nothing to me.” Said the middle-aged man with a hint of bragging.
Without replying, Turse immediately released his arrows. Not just once, but he pulled his bowstring and arrows repeatedly. So that there is like a terrible rain of ice arrows.
Acting calm, the middle-aged man let out a gust of fire to burn all those arrows. But instead, his gaze was covered by his own burst of flames and could not see where Turse was.
“Yeah, I can't use a sneaky way it turns out.” Inner Zeno smiled as he watched the fight of the two of them. The reason is, if the figure who is the opponent of Turse has one of the same elements as Zeno, then Zeno will do a cunning way for Turse to win. Perhaps, a cunning way to achieve victory, and get a five-color crystal, and so that Turse can be in the next round to become Zeno's opponent.
Zeno forgot all about it, he preferred to focus on choosing to pay attention to the thousands of arrows that were burned by the burst of fire so easily.
Back in the game, Turse always kept his distance to retreat because he had to throw his arrows often. On the other hand, he had to deal with a burst of fire which he was forced to issue a flow of water to extinguish the fire.
Unexpectedly, behind the puff of flames that Turse had yet to extinguish, two discs appeared that spun very quickly towards him. This surprised Turse, but he did not run out of thoughts right now to lose, so what Turse did was to shoot two chakrams with a burning fire without any hesitation at all.
Unfortunately it did not stop just like that, there were still dozens of discs being ejected by the enemy along with the disappearing puffs of fire. So what Turse does is avoid, and jump at all, the most important thing is not to get out of the arena. Then, not wanting to dodge in vain like an aggrieved one, Turse also repeatedly released her arrows spiked by such a variety of poisons.
Turse gritted his teeth, seemingly relying on evasive skills and arrows so troublesome, let alone the enemy issuing a fire chakram which was very profitable when fighting against Turse's arrows.
So what he did, he created a small iceberg to protect himself from the attack of the chakram. Although, it also seemed futile since his opponent was a fire elementalist who was superior to ice.
From behind his nearly shattered ice shield, Turse pulled his bowstring down, more precisely he released an arrow to the top which was likely to be a rain of arrows so terrible. Given that, the higher the rank, the arrows he threw upwards would increase in number, more and more, even he knew for himself that the arrows that would rain would increase five times more than he did to Zeno first.
And when Turse's iceberg melts or crumbles, Turse jumps to the side to avoid the next attack. Then, he crouched down before getting his next attack to fire arrows accurately.
The middle-aged man smiled, then arrogantly, he let out a gust of fire that was large enough that it almost burned down the battle arena that Turse occupied. And as Turse tried to retreat to keep his distance, with his legs almost touching the barrier, the, the middle-aged man was already in front of him as if emerging from behind the flames while about to smash Turse with his fiery punch.
“Turse watch out!” Zeno spontaneously stood up, but fortunately he did not say out loud.
Although, the moment he pierced her, Turse felt a burning sensation from the punch coated by the fire. In addition, Turse immediately bent his waist back, because he knew that taking one step back would make him lose the match. This made him manage to dodge the middle-aged man's attack.
And as he bent his body, Turse instantly reached for his enemy's unburned arm to maintain balance. Simultaneously he directly pushed his foot towards the man. This caused the man to bounce back a little.
It might seem strange, it should be that the muscular man could not be beaten back so easily like that, let alone with just a kick from Turse. But who would have thought, the arrows that stick to the punch of the person contained a poison that can weaken the muscles, so that the muscle of the man who became the enemy Turse immediately weakened so quickly that it could not protect from blows.
Zeno heaved a sigh of relief and immediately sat back down, yet he smiled widely as he watched from behind the clouds appear thousands, not even Zeno could see it was much more than usual. Moreover, the arrows were ready to rain down on the figure who was Turse's opponent.
“It seems that using a sneaky way does not matter.” Zeno further widened his smile and directly waved his hand slowly. As a result, a chunk of ice appeared clutching Turse's enemies.
Turse was surprised, he did not take out the lump at all. However, he soon forgot about that, since it was a stroke of luck for him, the reason the rain of arrows would soon appear and prepare to destroy the enemy Turse.
The man tried to rebel from the clutches of the ice chunks, but it seemed that his muscles looked too weak that he had no power. He also burned the chunk with his fire element to quickly melt, but he could not bear it because his hands were locked.
“Hei old sir, have a look up!” Turse gave a gesture to the man.
The middle-aged man was spontaneously instantly startled and grew increasingly rebellious. Likewise with the audience who increasingly cheered because they saw the victory of a beautiful woman who was in front of the eyes directly.
“I surrender!” Said the old man in a frightened tone.
“Wait, I can't let go of that ice that gripped you.” Turse was confused, because if the man gave up, but the arrow still killed him, then he would get disqualification and could not continue to the next round.
“Nona, he's giving up! Stop your arrows, or release him!” Said a jury giving a judgment of a fight.
Turse was getting more confused, on the other hand the arrow was only a few meters away from killing Turse's enemies. In addition, Turse's opponent increasingly shouted loudly while closing his eyes as he did not want to see his death directly.
And fortunately, just a few inches short, the tens of thousands of arrows instantly came to a halt and failed to kill Turse's opponent. That made Turse breathe a sigh of relief because he did not become disqualified for breaking the rules, and did not get sanction. But on the other hand, who made the chunks of ice and stopped the arrows? He felt he didn't do it.
However, to hell with that, Turse paid him no heed and went straight for his fight in the first round, as well as the last match in the preliminary round of this competition.