Legend of the Evil God Chapter 372: Mysterious Wild Child

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Although I have only mastered four kinds of tactics at present, I know... the sound that this ancient knife can make is far more than the current ones, and there are many tactics. Although I can utter them occasionally, they don’t. Knowing how it was sent out, it is impossible to send it out under my control.

For example, I will utter this word tactics occasionally. When I am attacked by this sound, the attacked monster will immediately fall into chaos, regardless of the enemy and us, and randomly attack everything around me, including big trees, huge rocks, Or other Warcraft!

There is also a braille formula. Once it is vibrated by this sound, the monster will lose sight of both eyes for a certain period of time, and it will not see anything at all. It is a trivial thing to bump its head against a big tree!

There is also the word "Men". When this sound is vibrated, the monster will fall into a drowsy on the spot, unless it attacks him immediately, otherwise, he will always sleep there!

Slow word tactics. Once attacked by this word tactics, the body's movements will slow down many times, basically becoming slow motion. Once there is no speed, it will be too much easier to clean up.

Wai Zi Jue, once it is vibrated by this sound, the opponent will quickly weaken, even standing is a problem, attacking softly...

There are many, many, many, many functions of similar words, and I don’t understand what they do. Some of them can even seal demons, so that a magical beast can only fight me in close hands. Unfortunately, , I can't understand how these sounds are made. I can only make one sound occasionally.

After I got rid of the Flamingo in front of me, I gasped and leaned against the tree to rest. Flamingo is a melee attack, a powerful fire monster. I deal with it at my current level 4 fighting spirit. It's very laborious! If it weren't for the help of the Ancient Sword Sword, I would really not be able to deal with him, and I would be dizzy and frightened. It took me more than ten minutes to successfully kill him.

I looked up at the time. It was already noon. When my breathing slowly became stable, I sat down slowly and prepared to start my lunch. People are iron, and rice is steel, so I don’t have to eat a meal. what!

For a week, due to the fighting consuming too much energy and physical strength, I didn't have the energy to eat barbecue at all. Simply soaking some papaya porridge and drinking it was over.

Gently took out a piece of dried papaya and quickly soaked a cup of papaya porridge. I closed my eyes greedily, and smelled the papaya aroma from the cup. It smelled really good and it was refreshing!

Wow!

With a soft sound, I only felt a lightness in my hand, and at the same time... the aroma of papaya that filled my nose suddenly disappeared.

I opened my eyes in amazement and looked at my hand, oh my god... hell, the cup of papaya porridge in my hand, together with the papaya porridge, disappeared!

Standing up abruptly, oh my god...It's so weird, is it really impossible to see a ghost? I didn't feel the murderous aura at all, nor did I feel the fluctuation of energy, the papaya porridge in my hand was so gone!

While doubting, I slowly sat down, no...it can't be a ghost, but I am a highly educated person on earth, and I absolutely don't believe in the existence of ghosts and gods in this world.

I took out a cup again, soaked a cup of fragrant papaya porridge, closed my eyes, and continued to rest against the tree, but... this time, I left a slight gap in my eyes and watched the surrounding vigilantly. movement!

Wow...Wow...Wow...

Aside from the wind blowing through the woods and the rustling of leaves, there was no sound. It was too weird. Could it be...was I dreaming?

While in doubt, suddenly... I saw a phantom-like swift figure with my eyes and feet, leaping like a monkey among the branches, and in a blink of an eye I came to the tree in front of me, with my feet following the branches With a slight flick of his swing, he leaped at me quickly!

Without waiting for my reaction, my hand lightened again, and the cup of papaya porridge disappeared again! Opened his eyes in amazement and looked in the direction where the figure disappeared. How could this be so!

This time, I couldn’t see his appearance clearly. I could only see that it was a little boy about eleven or twelve years old. His body was vigorous and his actions were agile. just in case.

He is too familiar with the forest. The reason why I didn’t hear the sound when he came is not because he didn’t make a sound, but... the sound he made was perfectly combined with the sound made by nature. You can't tell them apart at all.

I didn’t believe in evil and made a cup of papaya porridge again. Grandma’s...not much else. I have dozens of cups in the space bag. Even if they are all used up, I can use them. One piece of wood is now carved out.

Unfortunately, after about two cups of papaya porridge, he was full, so until the papaya porridge in the cup was cold, I never saw the phantom figure again.

Frustrated, I drank the papaya porridge in my cup, and after a rest, I started practicing again. Since he does not show up, I will not look for him. Even if I want to find him, at his speed, as long as He doesn't want to see me, I can't find him, I know this very well.

Soon, the practice of the whole afternoon was over, and I took a short break. After my physical strength and true qi were all restored to the most vigorous state, I took out the cup again and started making my dinner. This time...I The thief must be caught.

Soon... a cup of fragrant papaya porridge was made, and I sat calmly on the ground. Under the sunset, I squinted my eyes slightly, and at the same time the zhenqi in my body revolved at high speed, listening to the sound and distinguishing my position, and The two stunts of turning movement into static were used at the same time.

coming!

Under the induction of listening to the position, I clearly distinguished a trace of sound that did not belong to nature. Although he imitated it was very similar, there was still a difference. Anyway... his voice was forced There is such a disharmony in coming in!

The electric figure jumped several times and appeared on the tree opposite me again, turning the movement into a meditation method. I finally saw the thief clearly in the afterglow of the setting sun.

That was a little boy who was only eleven or twelve years old. He was very handsome and innocent. He didn't look like a habitual thief!

His body is very thin, his muscles are very well-proportioned, the lines are smooth and powerful, and in action... even apes can’t compare to him, he is too flexible and agile!

Huh!

Finally... the little guy rushed down at the papaya porridge in my hand, and his right hand grabbed the papaya porridge in my hand at a speed not much slower than the sword thirteenth sword!

A smile appeared at the corner of my mouth. Now that I'm ready, how could it be so easy for him to succeed. The left hand holding the papaya cup was slightly closed, and the right fist slammed out, accumulating flame vindictiveness for a long time. It sprayed out like a storm! A layer of invincible fighting spirit was placed around my palm. This time... the thief was going to be unlucky, because I could feel that the hand he grabbed did not contain any energy, only physical strength.

Puff!

Seeing his slender hand easily penetrated my fighting spirit layer in amazement, and then lightly took away the papaya porridge in my hand, I couldn't help being completely stunned, oh my god...what a **** ,How is this going? He actually only relied on the power of his body to pass through my fighting spirit. Could it be...Is all the fighting spirit I practiced fake?

Boom!

A fist hit the rock beside him, and suddenly...At the place of the violent roar, the huge rock exploded like it was hit by a cannonball!

Retracted his hand in amazement. It's not right... The power is still strong, but... How do you understand the boy's passing through my grudge?

I can clearly feel that the opponent used physical strength to pierce my vindictive layer abruptly, just like piercing an egg shell, my vindictiveness did not cause any harm to him at all!

If my vindictive spirit is too weak, that’s not right. I tried it just now. I can blow a big boulder with a punch. How could it not be powerful?

But, if my grudge is powerful, then why can't it cause any harm to the little boy's energyless body? You know...Even the Sword Master dare not come across my fighting spirit layer only by relying on physical strength!