Global Dungeon: My Support Is Too Strong

Benwei’s taunting.
His body suddenly turned a strange green.
Then, a large amount of green poisonous mist came out of his seven orifices and quickly spread throughout the entire arena.

“Demonic Poison Mist Pool!”

Lu Benwei and Chu Yan were instantly shrouded in the poisonous fog, blocking their vision and sealing their five senses.

Lu Benwei felt the loss of his five senses and his strength decreased.

However, the next second, Lu Benwei’s passive talent Barbaric Bloodline was triggered, and his strength was instantly full.
The damage caused by the poisonous mist was insignificant.

However, the only thing that made him feel troubled was that he had lost his five senses in this poisonous fog.

Lu Benwei immediately activated the Holy Key Sage’s light bloodline, and the negative state was immediately removed.

“Immune to all debuffs?” Li Tiancheng’s surprised voice came from behind Lu Benwei.

“The poison is quite effective.
It entered my body very quickly,” Lu Benwei responded, but the next second, he immediately felt a cold chill.

“Slash!”

Lu Benwei pulled out the Ancient Sword of Clarity and collided with Li Tiancheng’s long sword, creating beautiful sparks.

“I almost forgot, you and Lin Feng are both swordsmen.
But you’ve already completed your second transition, and your class is… unparalleled swordsman!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the hollow sword in Lu Benwei’s hand continued to clash with the long sword in Li Tiancheng’s hand, producing a crisp sound of metal clashing.

“Clang! Clang! Clang!”

The long sword in Li Tiancheng’s hand was very strange.
The blade was soft, and as his wrist shook, it sometimes fluttered like a graceful swan, and sometimes it was as fierce as a dragon.

Lu Benwei stepped forward with the Ancient Sword of Clarity in his hand and stabbed Li Tiancheng, but he was entangled by Li Tiancheng’s sword.
Then, it moved forward like a poisonous snake, pointing at Lu Benwei’s throat.

Lu Benwei was helpless and could only retreat.
Li Tiancheng gradually occupied the center.
At this moment, Lu Benwei’s sword lost its power, and he could only speed up his retreat.

Then, Li Tiancheng’s sword made a circle in the air and accelerated his attack on Lu Benwei.

Lu Benwei’s eyes flashed as he predicted Li Tiancheng’s attack trajectory.
When Li Tiancheng only slashed out a semi-circle, Lu Benwei blocked it with his sword.

After two rounds, both had wins and losses.
Li Tiancheng was very surprised.
“I didn’t expect a magician like you to be a good swordsman.”

“I’m far from you.” Lu Benwei smiled.

The next second, the two quickly pulled away and Lu Benwei said, “My sword techniques are self-taught.
I’m relying on my experience to fight you.
And your swordsmanship has been passed down.
If I fight you with my sword skills, I can’t win.”

Lu Benwei wanted to use his skills to win, but Li Tiancheng did not give Lu Benwei this chance.
Li Tiancheng shook his wrist and waved his sword, aiming to cut Lu Benwei’s throat.

Seeing that Lu Benwei easily avoided it, Li Tiancheng immediately swung his sword down.

Lu Benwei’s face flashed with a trace of embarrassment.
He hurriedly used his Ancient Sword of Clarity to block the soft sword, and then bounced it away.
Then, he immediately turned around and stabbed Li Tiancheng’s lower body.

Li Tiancheng knelt on one knee and blocked the attack with an upward slash.
Then, he immediately stabbed forward.

“Clang! Clang! Clang!”

The two cold metal weapons clashed with each other.

The audience was separated by the thick green poisonous fog and did not know the situation of the battle, so they could only guess.

“What do you guys think of the battle inside?”