Chapter Thirty-Eight The Art of Combat
Neither of the two terrifying women wanted to avoid it, and they deliberately tried the other party's strength in this direct collision. Both sides were full of confidence. The two fists with their own beauty approached rapidly. The space between the fists suddenly appeared dense black patterns, like broken porcelain.
Before the two of them really touched the fist, the space could no longer bear it and began to collapse.
The two fists hit each other silently, and a circle of black ripples immediately spread to the entire space within a hundred meters at the interweaving point of the fist.
Wuding's face changed and he instantly retreated hundreds of meters before he could barely stop. The legendary wizard was still in his original place, with blonde hair flying, and crystal light filled his eyes. This punch was a tricky fight against the power, and Su Hailun won the complete victory.
Wuding's expression immediately returned to normal, and his figure flashed a few strange flashes, suddenly appeared behind Su Hailun and kicked it with one kick. This time, even Su Hailun had no time to dodge or counterattack, so he could only use a pair of white and tender hands to brush it backwards, blocking Wuding's kick. In a hurry, Su Hailun also groaned and was kicked for dozens of meters.
The legendary mage stopped retreating, shook his head vigorously, then stared at Wuding angrily and rushed over. Wuding's heart sank slightly. It seemed that his attack that was close to full strength could not injure Su Hailun. The power that exploded instantly was equivalent to the attack of a super strong man. Su Hailun could easily bear it. Hell, she was a mage. Wuding couldn't help but wonder what her body was made of.
Su Hailun's attack was extremely powerful, but Wuding easily dodged. She hit her several times in succession, but Wuding caught a gap and hit her. In the battle of fighting skills, Su Hailun was obviously at a disadvantage, but when he exerted his hasty force, Wuding could not use all his strength, and was easily resisted by Su Hailun.
The two of them fought each other, from the sky to the ground, from the ground to the sea, and from the sea to the sky, where the two terrible women passed, dark clouds rolled across the earth, cracked, and tsunami was like a mountain.
Not to mention Wuding, Her Majesty the Queen was famous for her excellent fighting skills back then, but His Highness Su Helen, the entire Noland, knew that she was a legendary wizard, but the power she used to sway her every move was completely indistinguishable from magic or fighting spirit. Whether it was the power itself or the trajectory of the attack, it blurred the boundaries of the warfare and magical responsibilities and was closer to the origin of the rule of power. Every punch of Your Highness was as heavy as a planet, and every time Wuding hit her, he felt like he had kicked a whole mountain.
Such a battle is no longer something that legends can participate in. Just being shot by the aftermath of the attack will cause serious injuries. Even Richard dares not approach the battle circle. He is not good at defense. Once it is affected, serious injuries are considered good.
However, Richard had his own opponent, and Zhuoliu was slowly flying over, smiling and revealing his white teeth, saying, "Little guy, it seems we haven't seen each other for a while."
Richard slowly pulled out the moonlight and said calmly: "It's not too long, at least you shouldn't forget the taste of sacrifice."
No matter how cunning and deep the turbid current was, he couldn't help but smile when he heard the sacrifice and killing, and gritted his teeth and said, "There is no old dragon's altar here."
Richard said lightly: "There is the power of time here, and it is enough to follow the laws of time. In Norland, your current strength must be greatly reduced."
Zhui Liu's eyes flashed with a cold light and said, "No matter how much you discount it, it is not a problem to clean up a legend. You are not a legend yet, haha, I heard that you are said to be invincible under legend. Unfortunately, you are not a legend after all. The battle under legend is just a game for children to play house."
General Richard pointed his sword at Zhuiliu and said, "You will know how powerful the combat power is, you can fight after that."
"That's right, I won't bully you, I'll deal with you three at the same time." After that, a cunning look flashed in Zhuiliu's eyes, and several phantoms suddenly appeared around him, and then they became real in an instant. Each of them looked exactly the same as Zhuiliu, but the strength was naturally Zhuiliu's body, and the weakest three clones were only level 16, while the other two eighteen clones pounced directly on Shuiiu.
The three sixteen-level clones bypassed Richard far away and rushed towards the faceless rider. The Turbid Lift's body stood in front of Richard, smiling maliciously, looking at him up and down, and saying, "Don't think of meeting your followers, just fight me honestly."
Richard said: "You have lost a lot of strength by cloning, and you are just a little stronger than ordinary legends now."
Zhui Liu laughed: "It's enough to deal with you. Do you think Lord Zhui Liu who came back from the outside world will be the same as ordinary legends? Those little flowers that grew up in the greenhouse will only be destroyed and ravaged by me."
Richard calmly moved his muscles and waved his hand to the faceless rider from afar. Then a little light of golden light flew from afar, flew over Richard's head, turning into a golden rain of light. The raindrops sprinkled in the air and turned into pieces of radiant armor, which were automatically put on Richard's body.
A cold light flashed in Zhui Liu's eyes, his hands slowly raised, and his strength rose sharply, and he had no reservation that he wanted to let Richard take the lead just now. Zhui Liu knew that Richard was a great magician, but after seeing his followers embodied his blessing state, it was armor. This would never be a ridiculous mistake. Zhui Liu's years of combat experience made him not look down on any abnormal details. He had decided to take action immediately.
On the opposite side of the turbid current, after the golden armor was combined, Richard suddenly felt that the energy of his whole body began to increase wildly, directly increasing by more than 30%.
However, this level of magic power improvement seems to have not reached the great power mentioned by the Faceless Rider. However, as the energy stopped increasing, the energy in Richard's body began to change again, becoming more condensed and tighter. A few dark blue starlight began to appear in the magic power, and there were slight crystals in the blood of the body. If you look carefully, the blood rushing in the blood vessels was like a flowing bright red galaxy.
Richard's three hearts began to pulsate strongly under the energy stimulation of the Faceless Rider. Each time, they pumped out a large amount of blood full of energy crystals and sent it to all parts of the body.
Everything happened in an instant, and Richard felt that there seemed to be infinite power flowing all over his body. This power, this feeling, this confidence in controlling everything was intoxicating. Richard raised his left hand and looked at the hand covered with the virtual hand armor. Countless data appeared in his vision instantly. The real talent told Richard that all this was not illusion, but real. His left hand now has the power to tear the mountain.
The ordinary holy realm can't even block his casual blow,
Richard took a deep breath and said to himself: "This is... a war madman."
What surprised him was not only the huge power brought by the war madman, but also the power that penetrated into every corner of Richard's body and merged with his own power, and was completely different from the war madman, and then directly upgraded Richard to two levels and upgraded to the legendary realm of level 21. Except for the lack of legendary ability, everything else is not different from legendary.
Richard stared at the Turbid River, swung it out with a knife, and shouted: "Turbid River, we are only one level away from now, so, you can be ready to die."
The turbid stream burst out a sharp laugh, reached out to block Richard's moonlight, and shouted: "What do you think the outer world is? Who do you think the outer world is living from the outer world? Now I will let you see what the real fighting art is."
The turbid stream's hands were filled with yellow light, ignoring the sharp edge of the moonlight, and directly grabbed the hard block. When his hands touched the moonlight, Richard suddenly shook his wrist with the power of collision. The speed of the moonlight suddenly accelerated, and he rolled up a large piece of knife light and looked towards the turbid stream. In an instant, Richard didn't know how many swords he slashed.
The blade and the palms intertwined, but the sound of gold and iron intertwined. Countless sounds gathered together and became a long and continuous sound. The turbid flowed all over his face, and sweat fell on his forehead, and was instantly evaporated by intense energy.
Even though he was alert when he saw the glorious armor, he still did not expect a mage to show such melee art. Fortunately, Zhuiliu was prepared from the beginning. At this time, he tried his best to barely block Richard's attack and retreated a hundred meters like lightning.
Richard did not chase and kill him immediately, but looked at the moonlight, with a faint blood stain on the tip of the knife, and then disappeared under the flow of the knife light. Richard did not look at the turbid current at all, but said lightly: "The fighting technique of the priest is the real art of fighting."
The priest fighting technique...
For many years, Richard has been deducing and analyzing the priest fighting technique with at least one independent consciousness all the time. However, this seemingly simple fighting technique has endless mysteries. The deeper I study it, the more I find that more secrets are still ahead. Up to now, Richard has seen the shadow of the rules in it, but it is still far from exhausting its secrets. Today, Richard's priest fighting technique should be no longer under the flowing sand.
The turbid stream in front floated in the air and stared at Richard fiercely. Suddenly, the plaque on his chest cracked, revealing a shallow scratch on his chest, but the wound bulged quickly, but it exploded, and the blood mist gushed. A scratch on his skin instantly turned into a bloody wound. The turbid stream looked ugly. If he had not suppressed it with all his might, the wound would have reached the depths of the internal organs.
At this time, a little bright red on Richard's fingertips slowly faded away, and the horror of life's death appeared again,
Zhui Liu showed a twisted grin and said in a hoarse voice: "When I deal with your partner, I take back my clone, and then I will deal with you."
Richard felt a little nervous. He was able to repel the turbid current, but he was only going to the forefront. The more the reason why the turbid current was injured was unexpected.
Chapter completed!