In the deserted streets, Joshua and the Golden Warrior stood opposite each other.

Moser Wilson, the strongest of the younger generation of the Wilson family, a gray-haired and gray-eyed golden warrior, he was dressed in heavy plate armor, but his body was not the slightest condensation, and the terrifying armor that could make ordinary warriors unable to move was no different from leather armor for a warrior of this level.

But looking at his eyes, there was no sense of relaxation, and now, the tall golden warrior only had endless doubts in his heart.

He didn't care about the provocative words in the mouth of the enemy in front of him, and disrupted the enemy's rhythm and thoughts by mockery, which was originally a necessary lesson for a warrior, and after so many years on the battlefield, he had heard countless times more difficult words than this, and Mo Ze would not be emotionally aroused because of such words.

He was surprised by the enemy's strength that did not match the rumors.

Joshua Radcliffe, according to the rumors in the Crow Legion a month ago, he should only have the strength of the silver intermediate level, even if he has made a breakthrough in the war and advanced to gold, he should not have this level of proficiency, gold is a sublimation on the physical level, no matter how talented he is, it will take a few months as a buffer to slowly master this power!

But this is the case, and Mo Ze can't help but believe it, and now, Joshua, as a gold-level strong enemy, is standing in front of him.

"My name is Moser Wilson."

Slowly pulling out the broadsword from his waist, the golden warrior regained his composure, the tip of his sword pointed at the enemy, his eyes clear.

"Joshua Radcliffe."

Joshua also simply announced his name, which is the tradition of this world, announcing each other's names to prove that the battle is above board, and whether it is won or lost, it is a proof of glory.

The next moment after the words were finished, the wind howled, the two swords resonated, the friction noise caused by the collision of steel and steel was extremely noisy, and the splashing sparks appeared like fountains, scattered around, but the two warring sides did not care about this little thing, in less than a second, they had already fought for several rounds, and before the turbulent air currents could set off an impact, this tentative exchange was over.

"Not bad!"

Retreating to its original position, placing the broadsword horizontally in front of his chest, Mo Ze adjusted the rhythm of his breathing, and then suddenly let out a low cry, the whole person's figure disappeared again, and in the blink of an eye, a blow containing extremely heavy force had already slashed directly at the top of Joshua's head, and the original black cross-broadsword was like an inky streamer under the fierce swing of the golden warrior, and its movement was almost impossible to see.

Just a little bit of aftermath leaked out had already blurred the atmosphere, and this slash didn't seem to have any change in technique, but it achieved the ultimate fusion of strength and speed, and the attack between breaths didn't need any subtle changes.

"Stupid."

With a snort, Joshua's expression was as cold as steel, in the face of such a heavy sword that was enough to easily shatter the city wall and split the steel, he did not choose to defend back, but raised his left hand, ready to use his flesh and blood to grab the opponent's sword blade, and use his bones and flesh to jam this wave of attack, and at the same time, the life-size sword held in his right hand also went from bottom to top, and he did not hesitate to go all out towards Mo Ze!

Puff -

The flesh, even if it is the body of a golden powerhouse, it is impossible to really compare with a weapon made of steel, not to mention that this is a weapon that is blessed with fighting spirit and is wielded with all the strength of another gold-level warrior, just the moment it touches, Joshua's left palm is directly slashed, but even so, the attack that was originally aimed at the top of his head has been deflected and headed towards the outside of his body, and because he is in mid-air, he has nowhere to borrow strength, Mo Ze is helpless in the face of Joshua's full force!

The divine machine transformed into Hotaru is a giant weapon that is larger than a human body and extremely heavy, and in the face of Mo Ze's cross broadsword, it is already too dexterous to take the lead.

But this also means that if hit, it will also deal far more damage than a normal weapon.

Unexpectedly, Joshua was so unafraid of damage, and dared to risk his life in the second encounter, and because he didn't want to let go of the weapon in his hand so simply, Mo Ze did not use his fighting spirit as a recoil at the first time, allowing himself to dodge, all in all, when the golden warrior forcibly withdrew his weapon under the instinctive reflex, avoiding this attack that was enough to cut him off at the waist, he reacted slowly, and his left hand had been broken at the elbow.

“…… Your courage will amaze even the gods. ”

Controlling the contraction of the arm muscles to stop the bleeding, Mo Ze gritted his teeth in a cold sweat and said, "I have never met an opponent like you. ”

"That's just because all of your former opponents are vulnerable."

With an expressionless face, he closed his split left hand, and under the burning of his fighting energy, the flesh and bones were rapidly merging and re-healing themselves, Joshua sneered: "You haven't experienced many gold-level battles at all, how can you know the skills?" ”

It's like you've been through it many times!

Mo Ze felt that the whole person was inexplicable, obviously this guy in front of him had not advanced to gold for a month (doubtful), how could he seem to be more experienced than himself?

In fact, Joshua's experience is more than his, and not just a little, but a lot.

Through the assimilation of energy, the self-healing ability of gold-level warriors has reached a new height, as long as the vitality is strong enough and the nutrients are abundant enough, they can regrow the missing limbs in a few days, if it is just a cut, laceration and this kind of injury without the loss of flesh, it only takes a few seconds to roughly close, and quickly recover a certain combat effectiveness.

At the cost of such a quick recovery injury, inflicting damage on the enemy that cannot be healed quickly is simply instinctive for the once legendary warrior.

Make a fist with your left hand, which has largely returned to its original shape, then open it and clench it again......

Joshua felt good, she had never felt so good, this feeling of fighting to the death, tasting the blood of herself and others, was really good beyond imagination.

At this time, the street where the two were facing each other had fallen silent, and the civilians who had lived there had gone to take refuge in the distance, and a little bit of powder lime had drifted out of the impact crater caused by the two of them.

Seriously, Moze's strength is actually above Joshua's estimate, but this is indeed reasonable. After all, the gold level is a legend in the first two versions of the discord continent, and unlike the gold after the Great Demon Tide, the gold at this time is still very precious, and most of its templates are in the elite, excellence, and some are even boss templates, and there is a big gap between them and the ordinary templates of the water blowing level after the Great Demon Tide.

But even so, this is also an insurmountable gap, from the flesh to the power of control, gold is a qualitative change, in the game, the process of qualitative change has been replaced by countless players have complained for many years [Glory Mission], the long task chain replaces this adaptation process, and in this real world, running-in is necessary, just as children can't wield giant swords, toddlers can't dance big axes, ordinary people can't quickly adapt to this change.

But how could Joshua be the same as those people?

Just about a month ago, he was a peak legend who could easily release extraordinary talents with one punch, and could easily shatter mountains and set off a tsunami, but now he has just returned to the golden level, adapting to combat methods and the like, it doesn't take any time at all, at most a few seconds-

It's just the few seconds you speak, and that's it.