Chapter 396: Hard to Resist

"Hahahaha..."

The Celtics laughed out loud, because it was incredible that this vulnerable "little guy" was still so stubborn. In the previous few moves, Kevin's body was at least bruised and blue, so how could he pretend to be able to fight and hold on? The result could only be one, that is, he would suffer in the face of death.

Since he has suffered so much and still refuses to compromise, then he has no intention of going back! The Celtic man's face was fierce, he raised his great sword again, leaned forward, and slowly walked towards Kevin.

Kevin didn't care about the pain all over his body now. He didn't even have time to brush off the dust on his body. He just kept backing away with the two-handed axe in his hand, trying to keep a sufficient buffer distance from the Celtic.

The Celts didn't seem to be planning to give him a chance to rest. When they were about five or six meters apart, the Celt took a big step and leaped three meters away. Kevin seized the opportunity to swing his axe, but he was wrong. The Celt swung his huge sword and kept slashing at him, leaving him no chance to fight back. He could only retreat. But when he was exhausted from dealing with the sword without any rules, the Celts discovered his weakness. In an instant, the Celts suddenly stopped swinging the huge sword in their hands. Kevin Sean couldn't react at all, and saw his eyes go black.

“Boom!”

The Celtics used their bodies as hard boulders, their shoulders as ramming horns, and charged forward with overwhelming force. Kevin Sean was unable to dodge and was instantly knocked to the ground with stars in his eyes.

"drink!"

The Celtic's roar was like a lion's roar. He raised the iron sword in his hand and smashed it down towards Kevin Sean's chest. Kevin quickly turned over to dodge, and the giant sword fell straight to the place where Kevin had just fallen, instantly smashing a deep crack in the ground.

"Damn it, damn it!"

Kevin Sean screamed in his heart. He was very angry because he found that he had no power to fight back in front of this damn guy. He hurriedly stood up and roared, trying to cheer up his aching body. He then rushed towards the Celtic, raised the two-handed battle axe in his hand and slashed at the Celtic's waist.

The Celtic turned around suddenly and stretched out his hand at the moment when Kevin Sean was about to chop down. The huge palm like an eagle's claw and his long arm grabbed Kevin Sean's head, and then pushed Kevin Sean to the ground like a child.

Although Kevin Sean was extremely reluctant, he was still too weak. It was ridiculous that he considered himself a champion warrior and the most powerful being in the Saxon tribe except for the Berserker. However, he was completely powerless in front of this tall and strong Celtic.

"Impossible! Impossible!"

Kevin Sean said this, enduring the severe pain in his body. He stood up and picked up the axe again. As soon as he stood up, he saw the terrifying Celtic man walking towards him slowly, like a towering mountain that could walk on its own. He dragged the battle axe that Kevin Sean could not resist.

"Come on! Come on!"

Kevin Sean gritted his teeth. Although all the bones in his body seemed to be falling apart, he still did not give up. When he thought of the tragic death of the messenger, this was not only a problem of the messenger, but also a matter of his own dignity and the glory of the Saxons.

"Can't fall down, I can't fall down!" Kevin Sean was hinting to himself, his eyes fixed on the Celtics in front of him. The Celtics were unscathed, and the price he paid was just some insignificant effort.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!" It seems that wielding this giant sword is also a physical job, or it is because the hot weather consumes people's physical strength too quickly. This Celtic is panting, but he is still much stronger than Kevin Sean.

“Crack!”

With a crisp sound, the Celt picked up the giant sword that was dragging behind him, held the hilt with both hands, and slowly approached Kevin Sean.

At this time, Kevin lowered his head and saw the wasteland under his feet. The soil here was bare, because the summer was dry and the soil was dry. At this time, Kevin had an idea. He dropped the axe on the ground, bent down and waited quietly for the Celtic to approach.

The Celtics didn't know why Kevin Sean did this. He only knew that he was healthier than Kevin Sean, and his strength and stamina were far superior to Kevin. He didn't have to worry about whether he would fail in the confrontation with this opponent who was not in the same weight class.

The Celtic strode forward without paying any attention to why Kevin Sean did this. He had obviously lost his patience and wanted to quickly end the Saxon who rushed up rashly.

"drink!"

The Celtic swung his huge sword and swept it towards Kevin. "Whoosh!" The huge blade tore through the air and swept towards him. Kevin knew that if this hit Kevin, then with this force, Kevin Sean could be cut in half.

"Go to hell!" Kevin roared, swung the axe handle in his hand violently, and lifted it up. The axe brought a large amount of mud to the Celt's face.

This caught the Celtic off guard. The dust blinded his eyes, and he was at a loss for a moment. In this gap, Kevin Sean seized the opportunity and rushed forward with a battle axe in hand, slashing down at the Celtic's lower body. "Crack!" The axe blade cut the Celtic's leg, causing him to half-kneel.

"Chance!"

Kevin Sean quickly moved sideways and chopped down the guy's head with the axe in hand.

The Celt screamed and swung his giant sword vigorously, sweeping away.

Kevin was unable to dodge in time. When he saw the sword coming towards him, he cried out inwardly that something was wrong and quickly used the axe handle to block in front of himself.

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“Haha!”

The enormous force made the dull sword blade have amazing destructive power. It chopped off the axe handle in Kevin's hand, and the rest hit Kevin Sean's chest.

“Woo!”

Kevin Sean whimpered, loosened his hands on the broken axe handle, and flew out.

“Boom!”

Kevin Sean fell heavily to the ground, pain instantly rushing from his chest and ribs to his head, so painful that he saw stars and could hardly speak.

The ribs must have been broken. Kevin Sean covered his chest and ribs and kept moving backwards. The pain made beads of sweat on his forehead. If it weren't for the strong will trained by him, I'm afraid such pain would be enough to make him faint.

The Celtic opened his mouth and roared, saying a bunch of incomprehensible words, which must be insulting Kevin. Even though he had a lame leg, the Celtic did not show any weakness. He dragged the iron sword towards Kevin Sean, wanting to kill Kevin at this moment.

"I can't die! I can't die!"

Kevin said to himself secretly in his heart, his hands and feet were like lead, and he had no strength to retreat. He lay on the ground and watched the Celtic gradually approaching.

(End of this chapter)