Wang Zong suddenly had a fierce look in his eyes, and the evil thoughts in his heart were like a prairie fire, out of control.
He took one step forward, brushed through a large amount of weeds, and rushed forward at an extremely fast speed. Then he stepped on the air and quickly fell into a large pit. Under the pit, there were not only venomous snakes, but also a large number of sharp snakes.
prick.
But this kind of trap was like a farce to him. He kicked against the wall, used the force to bounce quickly between the walls, and then came out of the pit.
"If you only have this ability, wash your neck!" Wang Zong glanced at Wuming and charged again.
Wuming looked at Wang Zong who was approaching him at an extremely fast speed, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It seemed that Wang Zong had a deep resentment towards him. The psychological impact on Wang Zong from the previous level should be considerable.
But now this distance is already a bit dangerous.
Wuming came down from the tree crown and immediately escaped into the forest. When Wang Zong saw this scene, he yelled not to run away and accelerated to chase him again.
This rhythm was very similar to the last time. Wuming knew very well that his speed was far inferior to Wang Zong. He turned left and right in the forest, and at the same time powder was constantly being sprinkled from behind him. Wang Zong was chasing after him and inevitably inhaled a small amount of powder.
Suddenly, Wang Zong pulled out a flying knife and threw it at Wuming, but Wuming was always on guard and used trees to easily avoid the attack of the flying knife.
Just when Wang Zong wanted to further close the distance, a trap on a tree was triggered, and a large amount of poisonous powder fell from the sky. He immediately dodged to one side to avoid most of the poisonous powder.
Wuming must thank the old village chief. If it weren't for the large amount of medicinal materials in the old village chief's pharmacy, he wouldn't be able to prepare so much poisonous powder.
"Damn it!"
Wang Zong patted the poisonous powder on his body, gritted his teeth and continued to chase, but after running for a while, he felt an unbearable itching all over his body.
With his willpower, he could resist no matter how itchy he was, but the itchy skin really distracted him so much that he could never get up to speed.
Wuming walked away from Wang Zong for a while, looked back at Wang Zong, and said with a smile: "How about my tickling powder? Is it comfortable?"
"Wait a minute and I will twist your head off." Wang Zong said bitterly.
Wuming smiled and said: "If you can, but... I will go back in time and do it again. By the way, I can go back in time five times in one day. What do you think your chances of winning are?"
"Then I will kill you five times!" Wang Zong's heart sank slightly, and he was a little upset, but his mouth was tough.
As the winner of the previous level, Wuming has a huge advantage at this level. Five chances are enough for Wuming to miss out. No matter what reaction he makes, Wuming may have expected it.
It's a pity that he doesn't know how many times Wuming has experienced it, but judging from how he has been attacked again and again, he must have experienced it at least twice. In other words, he has to kill Wuming three times before he can completely kill Wuming.
Get the upper hand on this tier.
It's too difficult.
But Wang Zong must face the difficulties and overcome them.
Wuming continued to run, laughing secretly in his heart. It seemed that Wang Zong believed it.
Although he actually only had one chance to come back, he deliberately said it was five times in order to put more pressure on Wang Zong. As for why he didn't say more chances, it was naturally for the sake of authenticity.
It cannot be that his talent is particularly abnormal and Wang Zong's talent is particularly mediocre.
If he exaggerates his ability, Wang Zong only needs to compare his first-level talent to detect the flaw, and five times is just right, only two more than the original talent, no more, no less.
, it is basically impossible for Wang Zong to see through it.
He took Wang Zong and continued to move up the mountain. On the way, Wang Zong fell into a trap again and lost one eye.
However, Wuming admired Wang Zong so much that he was only blind in one eye.
Because this time's trap was different from the previous ones, he dug a pit, buried a large number of dead leaves in it, then sprinkled a large amount of poisonous powder, and finally prepared a fire trap.
As long as the trap is triggered, the entire pit will explode instantly, and poisonous fire and smoke will erupt at the fastest speed.
Wang Zong avoided the poisonous fire and was only burned by the poisonous smoke. As a result, he was blinded in one eye. At the same time, severe pain continued to burn his nerves.
"Guess how many such traps are ahead, and how many can you avoid?" Wuming ran while putting pressure on Wang Zong.
Then he seemed to be afraid that Wang Zong would escape, so he said again: "Then, guess what, how many traps are waiting for you on the way back?"
"Hmph, if you can't disturb me, I will kill you!" Wang Zong said coldly.
In fact, he has no way back. As Wuming said, there are endless traps in this mountain. He can only go to the dark side and try his best to kill Wuming.
As for what happens after killing Wuming, let’s talk about it later!
Suddenly, Wuming stopped in front. Wang Zong narrowed his one eye and stopped too, not daring to approach Wuming rashly.
"Although I'm not good at close combat, and my boxing and kicking skills can be said to be my shortcomings in all abilities, why are you so confident that you think you can beat me?" Wuming turned around, holding a herb picking hoe in one hand, and with a
One hand took out a knife from behind the stone next to it.
This knife is quenched with poison, and the blade emits colored light.
Wuming silently thanked the old village chief for the gift. He set up a trap and went back and forth to the old village chief's house several times, and found the knife on the last trip.
This knife is very good, much better than the knife Wang Zong is using now.
At this time, Wang Zong's physical fitness had been weakened by various toxins, and being blind in one eye also caused obvious flaws in him. Wuming felt that he could compete with Wang Zong.
"Haha, even if I am poisoned and blind in one eye, Wuming... in my eyes, you are just a bidder, and you can easily get your head!" Wang Zong sneered when he saw that Wuming actually wanted to fight with him.
road.
Wuming said calmly: "Then let's see who is the real one who inserts the bids and sells the goods."
Then he looked at Wang Zong, and Wang Zong looked at him, but no one moved first.
"Come on!"
"Humph, you come first!"
"Isn't my head easily available? Come here!"
"A sinister guy like you must be plotting something again. He wants to beat you here!"
Wuming raised his middle finger to Wang Zong, Wang Zong showed a disdainful expression, raised his thumb to Wuming, and then pointed his thumb downward to express disdain.
As a result, the two of them stood there and yelled at each other, without anyone moving.
"Sure enough, he is scared!"
"Sure enough, the bastard Wuming has other plans. I'm afraid there are other traps there!"
The two looked at each other, each with their own thoughts in mind. After the exchange of words, they fell into a strange silence. Neither party was in a hurry to take action.
Two minutes later, Wuming suddenly threw the knife away and said, "Okay, the time is up."
"Time is up?"
Wang Zong was shocked and immediately looked around.
But the next moment he felt dizzy and fell back involuntarily. He immediately stuck the knife on the ground to support his body and gritted his teeth: "What did you do?"
"I spent the whole night pouring poison on this land. The sun is so bright now. How do you think the poison will spread out?" Wuming asked with a smile.
Wang Zong's face was ashen and he said: "So you have never thought about competing with me?"
"I have thought about it, but fighting only delays time, but I didn't expect you to be so cowardly." Wuming said with a sarcastic smile.
If Wang Zong bravely came to fight, he might not be able to hold it for two minutes before he was killed by Wang Zong, and all calculations would be useless.
But he didn't expect that because Wang Zong was afraid of him, he stood still and didn't move, allowing him to spend the most important two minutes comfortably.
At this moment, all the poison in Wang Zong's body was like a straggler with a general. It broke out almost at the same time. Wang Zong bit his gums tightly. In the end, he couldn't hold on anymore. He spit out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body suddenly became numb.
Fell to the ground.
He looked at Wuming unwillingly, feeling extremely helpless. If Wuming didn't retain the talent from the previous level, he would definitely win this level!