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Chapter 32: Beast Instinct(2/2)

"Prejudgment, or..."

He murmured in a low voice, and the shock in his eyes turned into confusion.

"This is instinct, the fighting instinct! It is the instinct that our human race has derived from the time when we faced the invincible beasts through the ages, and it is the instinct imprinted in the blood!"

"I call it, Beast Intuition!"

【ding ding ding!】

【system hint!】

[Congratulations on obtaining the passive skill, Beast Instinct! 】

[Beast Instinct (Purple)]

[Skill type: Passive (upgradeable)]

[Exclusive skill: Comprehension skill (can be taught)]

[Skill Overview: A strong sixth sense, which allows you to perceive danger beyond time! 】

[Skill proficiency: Intermediate (500/10000)]

[Skill effect: predict the opponent's attack 1 second in advance, success rate 45%]

...

The system prompt that suddenly popped up made Liu Mang look very complicated.

Gain a powerful purple passive skill.

And you can figure it out on your own!

It seemed impossible, but Liu Mang felt it was natural.

"If you don't explode in silence, you will die in silence!"

There is great terror between life and death.

Especially when you are in despair.

I can only close my eyes and wait for death to come.

That kind of torture can literally drive a person crazy!

Even if Liu Mang knew this was a game.

But that real feeling, when you close your eyes and face death, and deeply see the fragile and sensitive self in your heart.

The emotional outburst almost completely shattered the outer layer that protected oneself!

"If I have a choice, I don't want to learn this skill!"

Liu Mang murmured to himself.

That feeling, even if I think about it now, is still terrible.

"good!"

Bai Yan's eyes lit up and he looked at Liu Mang with joy.

He had already felt a similar aura from the other person's body.

"I am not alone in my ways!"

Laughing loudly, Bai Yan slowly rose up and actually floated in the hall.

Golden light bloomed all over his body.

The violent momentum surged out.

"In this case, I have to take it seriously!"

"The First Form of Xuanming Magic"

"The bloody storm!"

Finally, with Liu Mang's constant persistence.

Finally, Bai Yan's [Xuanming Divine Art] was forced out!

For a while.

Throughout the hall, whirlwinds rose out of thin air.

It stirred up boundless fishy smell and rushed towards Liu Mang.

at the same time.

Mist suddenly began to condense over the hall.

A little scarlet fell from the top of the hall!

Sizzle.

Scarlet raindrops fell on the ground, corroding the floor tiles of the hall and creating deep holes the size of fists!

And the fishy wind passed by.

In the main hall, there are beams and columns made of century-old nanmu.

In an instant, it exuded a look of decay!

However.

Faced with such a horrific attack.

Liu Mang looked calm.

The long gun in his hand was put back into the system backpack.

His arms hung naturally and his shoulders were slightly shrugged.

The eyes slowly closed.
Chapter completed!
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