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Chapter 285: Whose Abacus

After losing the trace of Mo Tan again, classmate Yidong's ordeal finally began...

He was very sad, very angry, very heartbroken, and very hopeless. He even couldn't help but miss the Mo Tanlai who slashed with his knife without saying a word. Although the latter was very troublesome when he was in a mad state, but

When that guy entered the obscene mode, Yidong felt like his head was going to explode!

In the next ten minutes, Mo Tan molested and harassed Yi Dong inhumanely. The former almost drove his friend to collapse with his dexterity, professional agility and integrity comparable to the Mariana Trench.

, he is elusive and can pop out from every house, every stall, every door, and even every water tank; he is cunning and suspicious, and he always takes advantage and runs away, and he is never greedy, no matter what.

Whether it is a flaw that Idong deliberately sells or a flaw that is actually revealed, he cannot stay for half a second; he is cunning and cunning, and often sets up a large number of obstacles on Idong's only path or his own escape route, those hidden and vicious

The simple traps made Idong suffer a lot, ranging from elastic traps made with hemp ropes and steel wires, wall crossbow traps, to malicious artificial collapses such as destroying the main supporting structure of the building, which made Idong suffer a lot.

Unspeakable.

To be honest, if Zombie hadn't used [Death Coil] during this period of time to replenish his life, and kept the skeleton soldiers exploring the way ahead... I guess he would have been cold by now.

[Damn, I guess I can’t win this time. If it weren’t for the undead creature’s physique, I would have died more than 800 times! 】

Fourteen minutes after the battle started, Idong staggered into what looked like a tailor shop. While ordering the skeleton stick with two missing arms in front of him to guard the door, he thought in his mind

Screaming, his current health value once again dropped below 40%, and his magic value was less than one-third. [Screaming Banshee], [Frost Barrier], [Death Coil] and other skills can barely cope with Mo Tan.

They are all in the process of cooling down. The back tendon of his left foot was severed by someone ambushing in the sewer mouth three minutes ago. If the undead creature had not entered the [Crippled] state, he might have had trouble walking normally now.

"That sleeve arrow is obviously a foul!"

Yidong looked outside and muttered resentfully: "And the blade stuck in the boot, damn it, if I had replaced him with hemorrhoids, he would have died on the spot, phew, damn it

Rich people…”

He didn't know that Mo Tan's wrist guards and boots had been modified by engineering. He only thought that the latter had found two particularly sharp pieces of equipment, and then he uttered the last sentence that was full of contradiction.

You must know that the sleeve arrows and boot blades modified by the Black Tan Demon had left an extremely deep impression on him just now. Until now, the two holes on Idong's neck and buttocks were still letting out the cool breeze.

[It seems he shouldn’t be here...]

Yidong breathed a sigh of relief, and then used the third death coil on himself, which healed most of the wounds on his neck, butt, and ankles. At the same time, he also brought his health to 51%, barely returning to a safe area.

"But the magic power is really about to run out."

He sighed softly, then waved away the skeleton soldier at the door who had gradually begun to disintegrate. His eyes gradually became sharp: "If you can't cause too much harm to him next time... No, if next time

If I can't keep him, I will be really in danger."

Yi Dong is right. Under the premise of the 'no life/magic potion' that the two of them agreed on in advance, his current magic reserve can only be used to explode once more. If he cannot seize the opportunity to cause Mo Tan

A large amount of damage is basically equivalent to losing. A mage with abundant magic power can remain calm no matter what opponent he faces, but if the blue bar they rely on for survival is almost empty... then they are probably not far from being buried.

.

[But Mo Tan is definitely no better than me! 】

Yi Dong gritted his teeth, and then walked out of the tailor shop with his head held high. He knew that Mo Tan probably hadn't noticed him yet, but if he stayed here, it would only be a matter of time before he was found, so now that he had made up his mind

It's the last fight, so it's better to decide the battle venue yourself than to let everything be under the control of that bitch!

From an objective point of view, Yi Dong has always been a very smart and capable person. Even he himself is not aware of this. As for the specific reasons, it can only be said that he is not kind to people and makes careless friends.

He got to know the scourge Mo Tan in his childhood. Although in the eyes of outsiders, the latter is just a low-key passerby with no sense of existence, but as a best friend, Yi Dong knows very well how powerful Mo Tan is. It is precisely because of this

Understanding makes him unable to view himself objectively. After all, no matter how outstanding a person is, he will feel ordinary if he hangs out with a mentally ill person every day...

But this is not the case.

His conclusion just now that "Mo Tan is definitely no better than me" was not made up out of thin air. The real reason is that Yidong roughly estimated what Mo Tan can withstand just based on the previous battle.

The limit of damage, so although he didn't know the opponent's specific health value, he could roughly guess the maximum level of attack the opponent could withstand based on the previous ten minutes of fighting, and finally came to the above conclusion.

Of course, Yi Dong didn't feel proud at all because of the result of "Mo Tan is also choked now". It's not that he is very humble, he just feels that he can be forced to force him even though he is stronger than the opponent in all aspects.

There is really nothing to be proud of at this level. Just as Mo Tan said when he mocked him before, "Lin Dong", who has four times the game time of "Tan Mo", has an advantage in all aspects (except deposits).

In addition, he is a special race like the Eternals, which is equivalent to half a dead person after turning on the dead mode. Being pushed to this level by Mo Tan is actually considered a defeat...

[If it weren’t for the fact that there were no pedestrians on the arena map to cover him, I would have lost long ago. 】

[If it weren’t for the fact that my leveling time is several times longer than his, I would have lost long ago.]

[If it weren’t for the fact that my race is completely unafraid of bloodshed and conventional poisons, I would have lost long ago.]

As Yi Dong silently shuttled through the alley, he thought rather melancholy, especially at the last point, that he had already discovered all of Mo Tan's weapons, and all the props were covered with various poisons, whether they were daggers or crossbows.

, sleeve arrows, boot blades, or those iron caltrops, long needles, and steel wires that came out of nowhere, none of them were clean. Whether it was color or smell, they all met the conditions of being 'quenched'. If he was not an almost

Zombie is not affected by the toxin, but is a normal creature with flesh and blood. It is estimated that he will not be able to survive for five minutes under the current Mo Tan, who does everything he can.

but……

【There are not so many ifs!】

Yidong smacked his lips, casually threw a freezing ray across the air, and said solemnly: "Anyway, the current situation is that I haven't lost yet, and you are not much better than me, so I can still win.

!”

Yes, it is possible to win!

It was always possible for Yi Dong to win, he knew this very well, but he had never found a suitable opportunity, and Mo Tan, who was slipperier than a loach, did not allow him to catch a single flaw, but the possibility of victory was always there.

So what Yidong has to do now is...

"You deliberately chose to lure me out here. Are you planning to create some conditions for using your ultimate move?"

A lazy voice sounded in the air, and Yi Dong looked up suddenly, only to see Mo Tan squatting on a clothesline and looking at him with a smile, a dagger spinning rapidly between his fingers, and Mo Tan.

The blades extending from the front of the sandalwood boots make a crisp Tianjin Allegro sound.

"I thought you would still choose to attack sneakily."

Yidong raised his eyebrows, and without saying a word, he threw a powerful [Ice Cone] towards him: "Look at Biu!"

"Oh~" Mo Tan suddenly leaned back, hooked his legs in the air, and hung upside down on the rope like a bat, narrowly escaping Yi Dong's Biu, and said with a smile: "It's because of you."

I thought, 'I know how to make a sneak attack, so I didn't make a sneak attack. It's common sense not to fight in the place chosen by the enemy and in the way chosen by the enemy~"

Yi Dong rolled his eyes: "Then what?"

"Then this street looks suspicious~"

Mo Tan was swinging head down on the clothesline while looking at the surrounding environment, and analyzed slowly: "The small area and dense buildings can be said to be quite beneficial to me, so you should be planning to

Use the alley diagonally behind you that seems to be a dead end, right? For example, use that banshee to lift me in, then summon a skeleton to block the exit, and then use that... what is it called? Oh yes, that one is called a ghost beast.

Will the poison mine skill blow me up to death?"

"Ah, it turns out that I have been discovered." Yi Dongxu laughed dryly, then raised the staff in his hand: "So you have made up your mind not to cooperate with me?"

A thick fog filled with the smell of decay rolled toward Mo Tan, and the [breath of death] filled the air on this seemingly dilapidated street.

"It depends on my mood~"

Mo Tan's legs exerted a little force, and he crouched back on the very fine string, then jumped over the piece of [Dying Breath] in a standing long jump, and flew towards Idong in the air.

"Okay, be cruel!" Yidong turned his body and narrowly avoided a dense cluster of long needles, then summoned a frost nova on the spot to stop Mo Tan's momentum, and waved both hands at the same time: "Ghost"

Beast poison thunder!"

The moment the tiger and wolf ghosts appeared, they caused two rounds of compound attribute damage to Motan. As Yidong's strongest damage skill, their combat effectiveness is far beyond that of skeleton soldiers. Whether it is speed, strength or vitality, they are extremely high.

Although it has many shortcomings such as short duration, high consumption, and long cooling time, it is precisely because of this that the combined combat power of these two ghost beasts is incomparable to those of players of the same level as the caster.

Inferior, under the premise of head-to-head confrontation, a thief whose level is lower than the general level will never gain half an advantage in front of them!

And Mo Tan seemed to know this very well, or he had always been wary of this skill that had directly taken away his own head before, so he reacted the moment the Yidong ghost beast took action, using [Quick Move] and [Ferocious Rush].

】Opened at the same time, as if being pulled by the dagger in his hand, he stepped on the coffin board of Mr. Newton Niu and drew a cold light behind him. Although this blow did not hit anything except the air, it was perfect.

He led Mo Tan away from the explosion range of the two ghost beasts.

The next second, the screaming banshee unexpectedly appeared in front of Mo Tan and opened her mouth forcefully, but...

"Thanks!"

Mo Tan let out a chuckle of unknown meaning, and appeared behind the banshee in the blink of an eye. He lightly touched the opponent's translucent body with the dagger in his hand, with little effect, but he avoided it abruptly.

After passing the sound waves roared by the screaming banshee, the whole person rushed directly into the [dying breath] that had not yet dissipated without hesitation, and disappeared quickly...

[Flashing Backstab]

School of Cunning active skills

Mastery requirements: Cunning School level 8, Double Blade Specialization level 3, 40 dexterity points

Cost/limit: 140 acumen

Effect: Instantly appears behind the designated target within 1.5 meters of you, causing a moderate damage that will be a critical hit. The cooling time is 15 minutes.

[Note: Intuition will lead me to your anus...er, I mean behind.]

As a result, Mo Tan successfully escaped from Yi Dong's sight. Not only was he not entangled or killed on the spot, but he also consumed the cooldown of the latter's two main skills.

"Chase!"

Idong-san, who had used up all his cards, naturally would not just wait for the two ghost beasts to be destroyed in vain, so he immediately gave them three orders: follow, protect, and attack any target without distinction, and then quickly rushed towards Mo.

He chased Mo Tan where he disappeared. Even if the two ghost beasts would automatically lose 2% of their HP every second, if he could find Mo Tan within fifty seconds, who no longer had any acceleration skills, he would still be in time!

Unfortunately, things backfired...

A minute later, Idong, who was anemic, blue, and alone, appeared on a long street. He leaned on a staff and panted in front of the door of a house, and his physical fitness level had almost disappeared.

Then Mo Tan fell from the sky and smashed into the dark room.

"If you can't summon those two little darlings again in a short time~"

Mo Tan sneered, and the slender and sharp sleeve arrows popped out from the inside of the wrist guard with a clang: "It would be a big loss to be forced to fight with me in a small space~"

He whistled softly, then raised his legs and stepped forward...

【etc!】

Mo Tan suddenly hesitated for about half a second, his eyes flickering slightly.

【Well, forget it, this is fine~】

In the end, he took one step forward.

Step into... [Gate of Hell]
Chapter completed!
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