Paul exchanged a few words with Catherine briefly through the jade note, and then ended the call after saying she was safe. It wasn't that Paul didn't want to talk more, it was just that the environment he was in now was not suitable for family life.
Although the place Paul is looking for this time is relatively secretive and safe, it is only compared to other places in the Forest of Warcraft. In the Forest of Warcraft, Paul does not dare to stay in one place for too long, because no matter how secret it is,
As long as you stay for too long, there will be monsters looking for you. After all, those monsters' sense of smell is not a vegetarian.
Paul quickly shuttled through the woods. He wanted to travel more while he was in good condition, because in the Warcraft Forest, he didn't know when the next battle would start.
Paul has been thinking about his strength in his heyday in his previous life from time to time recently. If he had half the strength now, why would he be so cautious in hiding like now?
Those monsters that can now pose a threat to Paul were just kittens and puppies in his eyes in his previous life. Even the holy beasts were just more powerful kittens and puppies in his eyes. But now
?Hey~~! Paul felt a burst of sadness in his heart.
Although Paul was secretly lamenting the past, his speed did not slow down at all, and he quickly walked twenty or thirty miles away. Just when Paul was still lamenting that the Warcraft today were quite honest and did not hinder him on his way,
Suddenly his eyes narrowed, his feet suddenly exerted force, and his body rushed towards the depths of the dense forest ahead like an arrow.
As Paul increased his speed, a huge momentum shot into the sky ten miles away from Paul's left rear and began to move towards Paul at an extremely fast speed.
Paul's figure flashed rapidly in the dense forest and thorns, as if he wanted to use the complex terrain to get rid of the opponent, but the opponent did not let Paul's idea succeed. Not only did his speed not slow down, but he moved closer to him even faster.
There is an increasing trend again.
The smile on Paul's face did not change, as if the current situation was expected by him. In fact, Paul had been feeling a little upset in the past two days, as if something was about to happen.
And just now, when he was using the jade note to report to Catherine that he was safe, he felt someone was spying on him.
Paul had also carefully searched the surroundings in the past two days, but found nothing unexpected, but he still kept his vigilance high.
If it were an ordinary person, they would think that they are too nervous when they don't notice anything special.
But cultivators like Paul don't. Cultivators are people who practice by understanding the way of heaven, and the way of heaven itself is a miraculous existence, so for these things like the sixth sense, cultivators like Paul are naturally
Believe it or not.
And since contacting Catherine, the feeling of being observed not only did not disappear, but became more and more clear when Paul was on the road. Unfortunately, Paul could never find who it was and how he was being observed.
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In desperation, Paul could only suddenly increase his speed to see if he could use his speed to drag the opponent out. Sure enough, as Paul expected, with Paul's sudden increase in speed, the opponent was obviously unprepared and accidentally
His traces were leaked.
The other party also clearly knew that his existence had been exposed and there was no need to hide anymore, so he exuded a momentum and rushed toward Paul crazily.
With the momentum shown by the other party, Paul's goal was achieved. At least he already knew where the other party was. As for how the other party could observe him from such a distance, Paul didn't know, and there was no need to know.
, after all, no matter which world there are, there will be some secret techniques that people don't know about. It's just that the aura exuded by this guy and the speed of chasing him really surprised him.
Seeing that the other party was getting closer and closer to him, Paul stopped hiding his clumsiness. The true energy in his body started to operate at full speed, and he no longer suppressed his own momentum. His speed suddenly more than doubled again.
As if the owner of the momentum behind him had not used all his strength just now, he also speeded up accordingly. Not only was he not thrown away by Paul, but he was much closer to him.
After this period of chasing and testing, Paul was sure that the one chasing him should be a smaller monster, probably at the level of a holy beast.
The reason why Paul is so sure is because the route he chose, let alone large monsters, even holy-level humans would not be able to keep up with his speed.
First of all, it is impossible for a saint-level magician to have such speed. It is possible that the acceleration of fighting spirit can reach this level, but there is no such thing as light industry in this continent. The acceleration of fighting spirit is generally rampant, and it is still difficult to use it in battle.
If you just make do with it and use it to move left and right to avoid obstacles, it would be a bit difficult.
As for the large monster, it was even more impossible. If it had been a large monster, Paul would have heard the sound of trees collapsing due to its blind collision.
As for level, are you kidding me? Paul has been in the World of Warcraft Forest for a while, and it’s not like he hasn’t come into contact with ninth-level monsters, but even ninth-level monsters don’t have such a huge momentum! Apart from the holy beast, Paul really wants to
There is no other answer.
The two guys exuding a terrifying and violent aura were running around in the forest of monsters. They were happy running around, but the monsters in the forest suffered.
Wherever the two auras passed, all kinds of monsters were frightened and fled in all directions. Some low-level monsters were frightened by the two violent auras and fainted on the spot.
Gradually, Paul felt that the aura behind him was approaching less than a hundred meters behind him, and had entered the attack range of ordinary monsters.
Paul also knew that there was no point in running, so he simply stopped physically and mentally in an instant. After completing the rapid transition from rapid movement to rapid stillness, Paul at this time stood there leisurely as if he had not moved.
But if anyone saw Paul's face, they would find that the original smile on his face that never faded was gone.
Paul had planned to take advantage of the sudden stop to turn around and confront his opponent, but whether intentionally or unintentionally, the owner of the violent aura following him accelerated again the moment Paul stopped.
In an instant, he crossed a distance of fifty meters and came to a place less than fifty meters behind him, forcing him to stop turning around and could only face the other party in a stalemate.
Paul was shocked. He was overtaken as soon as he came up. This was something that had never happened to him since he came to this continent. Is this the strength of the Holy Order? Paul couldn't help but secretly sighed in his heart.
The two sides were in a stalemate, and the two violent auras were rising crazily, both trying to use their momentum to gain an advantage.
The two momentums kept colliding and squeezing each other in the air. The center point of the battle between the momentums was continuously squeezed by the two momentums for a long time. Many tree branches were stretched because they could not withstand the pressure of the two momentums.
It broke, and small wind whirlpools appeared constantly on the ground due to its influence.
Paul didn't dare to make any rash moves now, because his aura was now entangled with the opponent's aura, pulling each other together. If he made the slightest move now, it would most likely attract an overwhelming offensive from his opponent.
As time went by, Paul's head gradually became covered with beads of sweat. Facing this opponent he had never met before, he was already in a strategic position psychologically, and now he was even more overwhelmed by the opponent's situation and position.
Having seized the opportunity, one can imagine how much pressure he is feeling now.
Finally, Paul gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and decided to give it a try, because if he continued like this, there would be no need to fight, and he would definitely be the first to collapse.
I saw the aura exuding from Paul's body suddenly shook, and he instantly got rid of the entanglement of the opponent's aura. Before the opponent could react, he plucked green onions from the dry land and jumped into the air.
With his keen sense, Paul knew that the other party was also jumping behind him.
At this time, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Paul's mouth.
In an instant, Paul's figure suddenly disappeared from where it was, and at the same time, not far away in the sky, several green figures flashed away.
This is Paul's last resort, the movement technique: Yunlong Jiuxian.
The original name of this move is Wandering Dragon Nine Turns. It is the supporting movement technique of a set of swordsmanship in the arena in Paul's previous life. This is a set of martial arts suitable for aerial combat, and this set of movement techniques naturally became this set.
The essence of martial arts.
This body technique is just like its name. It can change directions nine times in the air like a swimming dragon, so it is called the Nine Turns of a Swimming Dragon.
But at this time, after Paul used his true energy to perform this set of movements, its power greatly increased.
Relying on his abundant true energy and strong body, Paul was able to instantly change his position nine times in the air without using any force. His speed was so fast that it was far beyond what anyone could imagine.
But on the contrary, because its consumption is too heavy a burden on the body, even Paul can only use it nine times in a row.
At this point, Paul shamelessly and logically incorporated this set of movement skills into his own martial arts, and even the name was almost copied: Yunlong Jiuxian. He only changed two words, and you can imagine how lazy he is.