No one had high hopes for Taric. No one thought that a lord's grandson from the countryside of Gendel was capable of fighting against this terrifying and murderous Noxian.

However, in this situation where no one was optimistic about it, in the quarter-finals, Tariq, who did not wear a helmet that day and only carried a hammer and a shield, was in the crowd.

Under the spotlight, a perfect counterattack was completed.

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For any Demacian watching the battle, the battle between Taric and Urgot was an impressive and even unforgettable match.

Although the long-haired Tariq is as tall as his opponent, he has a green face and seems to be no match for him.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! However, completely different from his appearance, Tariq has an amazing calmness.

Urgot, who was wielding a battle ax, charged again and again with roars, raising his ax high to chop Huashan again and again, as if he might cut Tarik into two pieces at any time.

However, Tarik, who was rolling on the ground to dodge, was always like a small boat in the turbulent waves. Even though he seemed to be in danger, he never capsized.

Taric, who has carefully studied Urgot's fighting style, naturally has his own ideas. He does not think that his absolute strength can deal with Urgot, but he can see Urgot's bloodthirsty, violent, and impatient personality.

Therefore, he faced Urgot head-on without wearing a helmet, because in front of such an opponent, armor - even the best rune steel armor - was not enough to save his life.

For this kind of opponent who is so powerful that beating up an opponent with a helmet on his back is like opening a can, his choice to leave is to go into battle lightly, use the way of fighting to provoke the opponent, wear down the opponent, and win by counterattack!

Facing Urgot's every slash, he would raise his shield and throw out his one-handed hammer, but this was not a head-on fight, but a roundabout interference from the side. It didn't require a complete block, as long as you missed the cut.

Just fine.

Taric's tactics made Urgot extremely angry.

Being turned into a gladiator slave himself already made him furious. Even if the commander explained the purpose of his trip to him, he was still in a state of ignition. Now, the Demacia boy in front of him is still in a state of ignition.

Using this tactic is intolerable, but what is intolerable!

Urgot's blood was rising, and his ax was more powerful than the last. Even though Taric had avoided the ax blade when blocking, the surface of this solid shield was still full of scars.

In order to release the force of Urgot's slashes as much as possible, Taric would roll over almost every time he blocked it. His long black hair was soon wet with sweat and covered with mud. His whole body seemed to be too.

They all turned into mud monkeys and looked miserable.

But even so, Tarik's eyes became brighter and brighter. He could clearly hear Urgot's increasingly heavy breathing. He could clearly feel the decline of Urgot's vitality. He had already seen the dawn of victory.

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Finally, when Urgot swept across with his sharp ax again, Taric finally raised his one-handed hammer and faced Urgot's attack head-on for the first time.

With a heartbreaking sound of gold and iron, both of them lost their weapons at the same time.

Urgot used a two-handed axe. If he lost his weapon, he could only lean down to pick it up.

But in Tariq's left hand, there is a shield full of dents!

At the moment Urgot leaned down, Taric used all his strength to pick up the shield that had been beaten all the time - when Urgot's fingertips finally touched his battle axe.

The moment he took the handle, the shield full of dents was finally stamped hard on his face.

The tall Urgot was hit by this blow and almost flew sideways. When he barely regained consciousness and struggled to get up, Tarik's boots stepped on his feet mercilessly.

Chest.
Chapter completed!