Amid countless shocked gazes, blood-storming blood fountains surged out like a fountain.
Sangning was splattered with blood, and the big bad wolf that attacked her fell to the ground with a plop, twitching in the snow, his body was gone.
Damn, how did she do this?
Seeing Sangning pounce on the other wolf again like a ghost, the audience was shocked and could no longer help but have a curiosity in their hearts to discuss it enthusiastically.
[Did anyone see clearly how she did it? Why do I feel that her speed is almost like a afterimage? Lampson next to her is simply weak compared to her ruthlessness, okay?]
[I didn't see clearly, her speed was too fast. I only saw her raise her arms, and then a light flashed by, and the big bad wolf fell to the ground with blood.]
[I can only wait for half an hour to perform technical analysis. I am ready to study her combat skills and speed. I really don’t know how to describe her...]
[It's over. According to Sangning's combat power, I feel that our little Lanlan is so threatening, and the chance of being eliminated has increased greatly.]
The audience was discussing the hot topic. Louis and the others watched the wolf cut their throats one by one, and took the time to deal with the two attacks on the Lampson wolf. They were almost numb.
The world fell into silence. Finally, with a wolf howl, many wolves, who died and injured, began to retreat. Then when the remaining three wolves quickly fled the scene, the quiet world returned to normal again.
Monene swallowed, touched his neck and said with great gratitude, "Fortunately, I am obedient and have never offended Sangning."
Otherwise, she might be the one who had her throat cut.
At Sangning's speed, she didn't feel that she could avoid Sangning's attack.
horrible!
Feimon Loya looked at Emanuel and the others, "Can you avoid this speed if you don't?"
Louis and the others did not respond, but the few looked solemn.
After a while, Elliot sighed, "I don't know anyone else, but my intuition tells me that I can't avoid Sanning's attack."
"Her angle is too tricky. I simulated it in my mind and found that it was too difficult to avoid her attack according to her attack track."
"Her attacking posture is so perfect, she belongs to the real attacking and retreating and defending."
"Space lock."
Emanuel murmured in shock, "I actually saw the space lock that only the Grand Marshal can do in a primitive human."
What's the meaning?
What is space locking?
Everyone looked at Emmanuel, and Louis pushed him anxiously and urged, "Tell me clearly what space lock is."
"If I remember this word correctly, isn't it a special adjective for energy weapons?"
"That's right."
Emanuel said in shock, "The fundamental reason why energy weapons have been prosperous and have strong lethality is that the trajectory of energy weapons is controlled by the military master."
"You know how powerful the computing power of the military master's brain is."
"By relying on computing power, the military master can deduce the trajectory of all living things and objects in the entire area, so that energy weapons can be hit every time."
"Once there is a problem with the military master's brain, the accuracy of energy weapons will plummet, and manual operations require the ability of intelligent life."
"This is called space locking, or it can be called precision locking."
Speaking of this, he sighed, "Sangning said that space locking may be a bit reluctant, but she accurately predicted the wolf's attack through the wolf's muscle dynamics and trajectory, and it is 100% possible to achieve accurate locking.
Something certain."
"I only know one person who can achieve her level, that is, Marshal Ye, who has already left the three armies and entered the military headquarters to serve as the Grand Marshal."
Everyone, "···"
Everyone, "!!!"
This is too fierce. The Grand Marshal is the people and classes they cannot reach.
However, they could get in touch with Sangning, but her strength was too terrifying.
"hiss!"
Taking a deep breath, Mu Tao looked at Emanuel and the others in a bad face and asked carefully, "Then do you still want to compete with Sanning?"
If it is really a comparison, will Sanning cut his throat?
As soon as this thought came to his mind, Mu Tao shook his head and spread the idea. Sang Ning was not so cruel to cut her throat to her companions. She was a good person.
Furthermore, it is just a competition, not a life-and-death duel on the field of life and death.
Sang Ning really doesn't know how to break the law.
"Compare!"
Emanuel, who had a look with Elliot Louis, had a flame of fighting spirit burned in his eyes. He said loudly, "No matter how strong Sanning is, I want to compete with her."
Not much tolerate, he wanted to know how much the gap between him and Sanning was.
I also want to know whether he can reach the level of Sangning in the future.
If you can surpass it, you can be perfect.
This is also what Sanning didn't know what he was thinking. If she knew that she had designated her, she would persuade Emanuel to give up.
It is possible to achieve her level, but it is impossible to surpass her.
It’s really not that she looks down on people, but that no one knows ancient martial arts in this world today, and no one knows that in the history of the Chinese clan, there is a very magical martial art called the Heart Method.
The result of the mental technique combined with martial arts is not as simple as 11=2.
To reach her level, not only do you have to take a medicinal bath to open your muscles and bones from a young age, but you also have to be proficient in meditation. After someone teaches you to run the mind method in your body for a circle, remember the running route of the mind method, and then run it.
The mental method clears the narrow tendons and veins over and over again.
Only when the clearance is almost done can the mental method operate naturally and smoothly.
Most people really can't withstand the pain they have to endure.
People born with wide tendons and veins are rare. Not one of them can be found among the hundreds of thousands of people. Such people are born with martial arts geniuses.
Sang Ning only saw one, that is her younger brother who only likes to eat, drink and die. The stronger his ability and the greater his responsibility, the farts in his words. His biggest dream in life is the paralysis of salted fish.
Until old age and death.
In her native world, she is not very talented. She has not been soaked in a medicinal bath since she was a child. She was a martial arts person in her lifetime.
The original owner's physique and qualifications are worse than those in the native world, and the tendons and veins are very narrow and blocked.
Really, it’s not that she suffered enough in the native world and had strong tolerance, she could not have reached this level now.
Everyone only saw that her expression was not visible, but they didn't know how much pain she was enduring, and she didn't dare to stop working her mind to clear the tendons and veins.
It is true that people in this society have evolved their physical constitution by relying on gene optimization fluid, but their tendons and veins are not good enough, and they can’t teach them even if they want to.