Perhaps it is because everyone is the protagonist in their own story, so luck does not always favor one person. Fortunately, Luo Ling's luck was good from the beginning this time, and the benefits came from outside the hole into the hole, which made his
I feel happy, and my endurance is stronger than usual.
Just a few seconds after 13 hours, a life finally visited this dark world. Not from the other side of the ancient space door, but from the other side of the crack.
"This breath... is actually Shalu?" In the water, Luo Ling suddenly opened his eyes.
Sharu twitched his slightly raised nose with holes as small as mung beans. His eyes, which were emitting a blue light like ice chips, were half-squinted, and he looked at the surrounding environment vigilantly. Hearing! On his two claws, there were three huge sticks.
The cone of ice condenses and forms, and as it separates and closes, it makes a crisp sound like gold and iron clashing.
After walking a few steps, Shalu stopped, sniffed, then looked around carefully, then walked a few more steps, stopped and smelled... This was repeated more than ten times, Shalu came to the edge of the pool, and...
One foot dipped halfway into the pool, then quickly retracted it. Then, as if infatuated with the scenery in front of him, Shalu stood by the river, no longer moving forward, but unwilling to leave.
Two spots of cold green light gradually appeared in the originally dark water. The water flowing continuously from the waterway created ripples on the surface of the newly formed pool. The two spots of green light twisted and swayed with the ripples.
, seems a little hazy and illusory.
Sharu slowly opened his arms and arched his body, as if a large movement would wake up a sleeping person. The aqua blue flame gradually emerged from its body,
It burned silently, so that its skin, which was as white as a white python and covered with smooth and fine scales, shone with an unusually white light like the hard-shelled snow in winter.
Just like the last battle, two rows of sharp ice edges sprouted from Cell's shoulders and extended to his back. However, the ice edges produced this time were obviously burned by the blue flames.
Harder and sharper, the coldness is overwhelming.
Shalu's eyes were fixed on the green light in the water, with a look of caution and expectation on his face.
Wow! A langur suddenly emerged from the pool, breaking the silence. In the langur, dozens of thorn tentacles were swaying, and water was constantly being ejected. The moment the water flew out, it had turned into a thorn.
The crystal-green slender ice edges, accompanied by sharp whistles like crossbow arrows, were shot towards Sharu one after another.
Without catching this round of ice arrows, Shalu retreated more than 20 meters away in a flash, and at the same time that it appeared in another location, several thumb-thick thorn tentacles quietly appeared in Shalu's original position.
The place where he stood stabbed and swept through the air. Not only was the speed faster than the ice arrow, but there was no light at all on the thorn tentacles.
Whoa! Luo Ling rushed ashore from the pool with a shadow of water, and the thorn tentacles flew like whips, some devious, some piercing, aiming directly at Shalu.
Hiss! Cell threw two ice picks from his claws, and the speed was more than twice as fast as the ice arrows that Luo Ling had just ejected from the vines. What was even faster was that its figure suddenly disappeared and then appeared in Luo Ling's direction.
In the air behind Ling, he waved his claws and thrust four huge ice picks straight into Luo Ling's back.
As if there were eyes on the back, several thorn tentacles flashed with green light and met the ice pick, while the other tentacles either curled and stabbed at Cellul's body, or silently wrapped around its limbs, with a clear division of labor.
, responded quickly, as if it had already known its intentions.
Shahru terminated the attack, and it disappeared again. Just when Luo Ling had smashed the ice cones fired from the front with two tentacles as thick as two fingers, it appeared from the air to the left of Luo Ling, still condescending, and waved one claw from top to bottom.
Falling down, attacking the top of Luo Ling's head, the other claw advanced from back to front, stabbing Luo Ling's waist and ribs.
They also used tentacles to respond, with two tentacles blocking falling attacks, two tentacles lashing out and thrusting attacks, and five more tentacles, either roundabout or thrusting, attacking Cellul's vitals.
Cell knew that the two tentacles that blocked its attack were not enough to completely remove its attack. It also had some confidence in breaking through Luo Ling's vine armor and damaging Luo Ling's body, but it did not have the confidence to deal with the tentacles attacking it.
, it can sense the special power contained in the tips of those vines, and it also knows very well that the strong men who use the power of the Sixth Hell Seal have more or less deadly toxins in their hands. He also knows that the power of these tentacles is not only
Just because of the toxin, there seems to be a very bad energy contained in some tentacles that makes it feel very afraid.
Cell disappeared once again. When it really gave it a try, there was no preparation process when using teleportation-like magic skills. No one had more weird movements than it, and no one was better at using space than it.
This time, it teleported to Luo Ling's right side, squatted down, inserted one claw into Luo Ling's waist, and attacked Luo Ling's crotch with another claw.
The movements of the tentacles are still accurate, fast, and deadly. Just like before, Cell can only guarantee that it can damage Luo Ling's body, but cannot guarantee how high the damage value can be. However, it itself is very likely to be unable to withstand the thorns.
Tentacle attack.
'The stronger you are, the better.' Cell has realized this. It is using its own specialties to react with Luo Lingbi. It is very mentally and mentally demanding to constantly deploy many thorn tentacles. Once the tentacles become entangled with each other,
Only when small loopholes such as insufficient closure, interception or insufficient timely attack can Saru launch a truly fatal attack.
Shahru disappeared again, appeared in front of Luo Ling, and then appeared on the right again in a flash. After several false attacks, Shahlu suddenly let go of the ice pick on his claws during the swing. Although the person disappeared, but
The ice pick's offensive was still the same, flashing, then swinging down, and flashing again. This time, it was no longer an ice pick that it used to attack Luo Ling, but a giant claw burning with ice flames that was more than two feet long.
It's a pity that the vines filled with true energy are not inferior to Luo Ling's own arms. Shalu's attacks are dazzling and erratic. He has no choice but to encounter Luo Ling, who has the all-round offensive and defensive means of "Thousand Hands and Thousand Eyes".
Like a dog with a hedgehog, it has nowhere to bite.
Both sides focus on skills, but one is good at quick attacks, attacking the opponent from strange angles, and using a combination of virtual and real methods to mobilize the opponent to make him tired of dealing with it, and then look for opportunities to annihilate the enemy, while the other is neutral and peaceful, using silence
Dynamic, defensive and hidden, it is also reflected in the word "consumption".
One is using fast against many, and the other is using many against fast. A quick look revealed that around Luo Ling, there were silhouettes of Shalu flowers flying around like butterflies. It seemed that he had completely grasped the initiative. If he looked carefully, he could see that he was in control.
He found that Luo Ling was calm and composed. No matter where Saru appeared from, there would always be enough vines to attack him, forcing Saru to do a fearless blow that killed 400 enemies and caused 1,000 self-damage, or he could continue to blink and teleport, looking for opportunities.
choose.
This type of confrontation, where only moves are made but no hand-to-hand contact is seen, is more bizarre and dangerous than the hard-hitting collision. Every contest is condensed with many calculations from both sides. Every attack is fast and deadly, but it cannot be implemented.
, so the speed of both parties became faster and faster, with their thoughts and powers fully activated. Unknowingly, cyan and blue light were burning on the surfaces of both parties' bodies, and the waterways near the two of them were illuminated by this light.
It was bright and it seemed that both parties had tried their best.
Suddenly, Sharu flashed and appeared twenty meters away, and flashed again and was twenty meters away again. Luo Ling stopped his hand, as if he was in the water, and continued to watch lightly with his scorching green eyes.
Shahru.
A thin layer of cold seeped out from the surface of Cell's skin, and then turned into tiny ice beads and fell. Although they were still tense and their eyes were facing each other, the atmosphere of the impending battle was no longer there. Cell knew that he had lost, and it had already
Even though he tried his best, the opponent still had some energy left. Not only in terms of strength, but also in mind.
While the two were fighting inextricably, Luo Ling took out some of his strength and thoughts, quietly nourished the vines, spread them along the ground, and then weaved a large net in the dark. This net would be woven silently.
Rise up, and finally form a cage, cutting off the space with a cage filled with energy. Once fully realized, Sharu knew that he would become a caged bird. Its teleportation could freely travel through the air, water, and even with just the mind
I have the impression that there is no problem in traveling through matter, such as rocks. However, it is ineffective against the isolation layer formed by completely sealed special energy, such as the power of the Hell Seal. There are too many mysteries in this power.
It's not something that can be ignored by Cell's magic.
Luo Ling also tried it with the attitude of giving it a try. If it really works, he will kill Shahru without mercy. Luo Ling has always been ruthless towards those who are not what he considers to be life.
The net of thorns was discovered by Shalu during the shrinking process. It had not yet completely formed a cage, and Shalu successfully escaped. Although Luo Ling's plan failed, he learned from the other party's reaction that this method was feasible.
"This is a good start. These vines can not only improve the power contained within, but also make fuss about the vine seeds. There is a kind of shadow vine in the legend..."
Luo Ling no longer looked at Shalu, turned around, and cut off a group of vines that nourished the web. The thorn tentacles moved and erratically entered the water again.
Shalu stood there with cold eyes, looked at it for a while, and then disappeared into the huge dome behind the crack in a blink of an eye.
The two never exchanged a word from beginning to end, and only decided war and truce through their eyes and attitudes. A very ancient rule that the strong stays and the weak loses. On the surface, it seems to be recognized and followed. However,
Both parties know that this rule can be twisted. As for whether they are willing to pay the price of a deadly feud and bend this rule, it depends on whether the benefits they are fighting for are enough to be worth doing.
Luo Ling did not try his best in the battle just now, but this does not mean that he does not want to kill Sharu. If there is a chance, he will do so without hesitation, but he cannot do it for the time being. So, be subtle
, it seems very necessary not to completely break up.
In fact, just now, Luo Ling laid out vines that were no thicker than toothpicks on the ground. As long as Saru fell to the ground, the power of the ice energy could corrode its body. Luo Ling never thought that he could freeze Saru directly.
It turns into a refrigerated corpse, but as long as there is a deceleration or retention effect of about 1/2 second, Luo Ling can continuously transfer the power of ice energy into Shahru's body in a very short period of time. Unfortunately, Shahru has never
From beginning to end, he kept teleporting in the air and never landed.
"A guy who is also experienced in actual combat and extremely cautious, and focuses on the use of skills, as well as the control and application of power." Luo Ling smiled secretly. He and Sharu had many similarities in their fighting styles and characteristics, and even
It can be said that it is the embodiment of two strengths of one school. "It's an interesting coincidence. Fighting is like fighting against another self. Shahru may think so too."
Luo Ling felt that the battles he would experience in his life would definitely be countless, just like ordinary people would not remember how many meals they have eaten in their lives. However, some special battle processes will be consciously or
Unconsciously carved into the depths of memory, every time I think about it, it is still fresh in my memory, just like a delicacy with a special taste, or a stew with rice after being hungry for two days.
This contest with Shalu was about this kind of stewed meat and rice. Although it only lasted for more than ten minutes, Luo Ling felt that these ten minutes of fierce training were better than half a year of hard training alone. This is not only the result of actual combat training.
What is more rare is the advantage that is reflected in the process of effectively strengthening and training the consciousness. This is a gain that cannot be obtained without a hearty battle.
Moreover, Luo Ling knew very well that at his level, skills could no longer be developed by kicking wooden stakes a few more times or swinging a sword a few more times. Shahlu was so addicted to fighting, so he must have the same sentiment.
"Perhaps when we meet again, both parties can bring new surprises to each other, or in other words, thrills."
The vines laid under the water were reconnected and the trap was activated again. Luo Ling continued to guard his position in the water. Nothing seemed to have changed, but in fact, now, while waiting to plot against others, Luo Ling had to be more vigilant than usual.
Others' calculations. Although he felt that Shalu was qualified to be a good 'whetstone', he also knew the importance of the ancient space gate to Shalu. The possibility of coincidence that Shalu appeared here was really small.
Already.
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All that was left was the temporary pool that flowed from the sloping channel to the bottom, and the water that overflowed and poured into the huge dome. Silent in the long wait, silent and motionless, this kind of experience has been countless for Luo Ling.
How many times has Qing found out among the many part-time jobs he has relied on to survive to this day, one that stands out is that of a sniper?
Years of living like a lone wolf taught Luo Ling how to endure loneliness, and also made him better at patience and waiting. In the water, Luo Ling sat on a simple wicker chair supported by thorn tentacles, with his large phone in front of him
Sniper rifle.
While Luo Ling was recuperating at the Guangming Street base, he tried to further transform it, mainly trying to make breakthroughs in terms of power. In the end, he basically succeeded because he received technical guidance from professionals in the Leihuo organization. From the appearance,
This weapon is already very similar to weapons such as pulse cannons. However, it still uses live ammunition instead of some energy flow as the main damage substance.
The live ammunition weapon is not self-loading, and its structure is as simple and single as possible without the possibility of multi-purpose adaptation. Luo Ling feels that this is the sniper rifle he wants, just for sniping, and has a low failure rate. His rhetoric was criticized by Lei Huo
Some people said it was the superstitious and conservative tradition of veterans. Luo Ling said nothing about it, so what? He only has what is most suitable for him, not the best, let alone the most expensive.
Despite the adoption of multiple weight-saving measures such as drilling holes, the weight of this modified sniper rifle named 'Mammoth' still exceeds 35kg. The total length is 178cm and the weapon uses 50-inch special rifle bullets.
A gun, or rather a cannon would be more appropriate.
The farthest range is 3500 meters, the best range is 150-1500 meters, the loading time is 2 seconds, the bullet muzzle velocity is 2.1 kilometers/second, the maximum speed is 2.3 kilometers/second, which is 2.2-2.5 times that of ordinary rifle bullets, and the recoil is the British International Precision Bullet in the past.
It is 2.7 times stronger than the AWP sniper rifle produced by the instrument company. It uses special steel core bullets and can penetrate the front armor of main battle tanks at a distance of 700 meters. The general-purpose armor with energy shield sold by various bases, in front of this gun, 1200
I can only be penetrated from front to back.
Such power makes even Luo Ling himself a little scared. Once he is shot in the head, without armor, with his strength, he can only die. "I now understand to some extent the past European
Why do those heavily armored nobles hate the crossbows in the hands of the mob so much?" This is what Luo Ling said about the weapon in front of his family when the gun was made.
No matter how strong you are, you can't guard against thieves every day. Without the power to rely on, everything will be exposed. Even the masters of heaven can't guarantee that they will not be defeated or killed.