Maboni watched the fight between Wuming and Zhongshi without blinking, and said with a flushed face.
Xu Qinqin stared at the tattoo on Wuming's back. She always felt that the tattoo had a very familiar feeling. She closed her eyes and recalled it carefully for a second. Then she suddenly opened her eyes and suddenly realized, no wonder it looked so familiar.
That's not a tattoo at all, let alone a pattern on clothes, but an apostle of the deep sea!
Wuming attached the Deep Sea Apostle to his body and let the Deep Sea Apostle control his body to fight. Xu Qinqin had seen the Deep Sea Apostle's fighting style before, and now Wuming's fighting style can be said to be exactly the same as the Deep Sea Apostle's fighting style!
Are my fighting skills not as good as those of summoned beasts?
Xu Qinqin thought to herself, then black energy began to condense in the palm of her hand, and tiny white bone beads condensed in her palm. She did not have much time, she must help Wuming to kill the clock warrior as soon as possible.
In fact, Xu Qinqin is not the only one who has this idea, other trialists have also begun to prepare, some are holding back their ultimate moves, and some are doing some preparatory work for the battle.
A minute later, Wuming suddenly jumped up. The clock warrior's eyes lit up and he immediately stabbed Wuming in the air with his hour hand spear. The time around him began to pull, Wuming's time increased, while the time on the clock warrior's wrist was decreasing, but this
Between the increase and decrease, Wuming's body hit the direction of the hour hand spear. Once he was stabbed, a lot of time would be absorbed immediately.
But at this moment, white bone beads suddenly flew from a distance, hitting the clock warrior's abdomen just right. Then these white bone beads burst out with billowing black air, and the bones proliferated rapidly, turning into skeletons.
Hug the clock warrior.
The Clock Warrior's expression remained unchanged, and he was really ready to shock these skeletons to death, but two black palms appeared on his shoulders. These palms had a restraining effect, which actually made his movements stagnant.
The next second, a large number of attacks fell on him, and the time on his wrist instantly dropped sharply, from the original more than 800 hours to more than 600 hours.
Before it could return to the future, Wuming fell from the sky and hit him on the head.
The force of this kick was very strong, equivalent to the weight of the sea water Wuming in the Nameless Sea could control. The clock warrior was kicked out on the spot, and a large number of attacks densely fell on him along the way.
Even so, his combat ability is still in effect, and he can block most attacks with just a swing of his shield.
"It's so disgusting. The body is almost indestructible, but the fighting ability is still so strong." One of the testers said with an ugly face.
Because of Wuming, they were fully prepared this time, but they only lost more than a hundred hours of the Clock Warrior's time. Thinking of the remaining time, many trialists were a little desperate.
At this time, Wuming rushed forward again. Just when he was about to catch up with the clock warrior, his body suddenly bounced to the right. One of his hands pressed on the ground to exert force. After a few ups and downs, he escaped dozens of meters away.
While he was dodging, an alarm clock bomb was thrown by the Clock Warrior. It failed and exploded in mid-air.
"The time has been reduced by two minutes, not bad!"
Wuming glanced at the time on his wrist and breathed a sigh of relief.
Except for the time he himself was consuming, any decrease in time on his wrist must be related to the Clock Warrior. Obviously, he was affected a little by the Clock Warrior's alarm clock bomb.
But just now the clock warrior used time pull on him, and he also increased some time. After increasing and decreasing, he actually did not lose money.
"Hahahaha, it's cool, it's cool, it's cool. You are the only one among all the people I have met who can really keep up with me. Your rating is A." The clock warrior didn't expect such an insidious blow from him. Wuming had the foresight to avoid it.
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Not only did he not feel disappointed, he stood up happily and laughed, then gave Wuming an evaluation of A.
"Is it up to you to decide the evaluation?" someone asked immediately.
The clock warrior smiled and said: "No, but I can be sure that he will definitely get an evaluation of A."
"..."
The trialists were a little helpless. They also wanted to learn from Wuming to fight the Clock Warrior in close combat, but they didn't have such skills.
That kind of miraculous fighting skills are probably only possessed by martial arts masters or some rare and niche practitioners in Shenzang. What they pursue is often lethality and destructive power that are strong enough. Skills are important, but they are also important.
It's not important enough to require cultivation to this level.
After all, there are not many people in the world who can cultivate their bodies to such an exaggerated level as Clock Warrior.
"I don't have much time, Xiaoyu. You have to grow up well and have a wife. I'm sorry, I probably won't be able to go back." At this time, a trialist said to himself sadly to the air, and then he didn't
Instead of joining the battle, he walked to the edge of the stage, sat on the edge of the stage and looked at the scenery outside. After a while, his head hung down and he died.
Next, more and more trialists who reached the limit of time died.
Some simply gave up, but some were unwilling to launch a final charge against the clock warriors. The battle was chaotic for a while, and the clock warriors were in a hurry. After a few swings, they all fell to the ground.
Wuming did not move forward when these trialists attacked the clock warriors. Sometimes the most dangerous thing is not the enemy but his teammates. Who can guarantee whether these desperate people will want to support someone before they die.
Even if they are not prepared to support anyone, Wuming will be disturbed by them if he moves with them, which is even more dangerous for those who are dancing on the tip of the knife.
"Poor bug, the last cry is so boring, let's continue!" After killing those trialists who had little time, the clock warrior looked at Wuming and said with a burning voice.
Wuming raised his hand and said calmly: "Come on!"
There are only a few surviving trialists left. It is better to rely on yourself than to rely on others. If you don't fight hard, you may not even have a chance to fight.
In an instant, the clock warrior launched a sprint, but midway, a pair of black arms suddenly pressed down on his thighs. He stumbled as if he had been tripped by a rope, and immediately fell to the ground and rolled over. Then bone spurs spurted out from the ground, constantly fighting with him.
bodies collided together.
"Well done!"
Wuming gave Xu Qinqin a thumbs up, and then went over with a sliding shovel, kicking the Clock Warrior's head back on the spot. Then one of his arms split open and turned into a dense fist to bombard the Clock Warrior's body.
"Danger!"
Suddenly, Wuming felt the breath of death, and his body immediately turned into a ball of black liquid and quickly swam on the ground, instantly distanced himself from the clock warrior.
An alarm clock bomb exploded.
This time, the clock warrior hid the alarm clock bomb directly under the shield and detonated it.