Thriller Paradise Chapter 736: Wu Shuang Wu Dou Hui (6)

"This...this poem title is..." The cold sweat of Iron Mouse has already gone before the person who chanted the poem title has appeared. ＊,,

He has a pair of eyeballs rolling around, his whole body tense, he clearly hasn't seen the enemy yet, but he is already nervous to the extreme, as if the opponent will appear in front of him at any time.

叱——

After a while, there was a soft sound.

A beautiful figure appeared in front of the demon army.

The visitor has white clothes and white hair, a face like a crown jade, a light breeze, and extraordinary aura.

The indifferent [Windscar] does not need to take action, just standing in front of the enemy is enough to make the opponent immobile.

It can be seen that it is not in the world to cultivate.

"Damn..." Iron Mouse clenched the weapon unconsciously, and said in his heart, "Here comes a guy who is as strong as a monster..."

"Ah, it turned out to be Uncle Feng." Ningning felt confident after seeing the mark of the wind. She smiled and turned to Ruo Yu and said, "Girl, don't worry about it now, Uncle Feng is super reliable. Oh."

"I know..." Ruo Yu responded, and while she was talking, she had already put away her sword.

Obviously, Ruoyu Li is quite familiar with the characters in the Pili series. When Feng Bujue met Ruoyu and Xiaoling for the first time, he once complained about the two nicknames [Like Rain Ruo Li] and [Sorrowful Laughing Bone]. The two nicknames were quite "thunderbolt"; his speculation was indeed correct. Rain came up with the nickname in accordance with the style of Pili, which shows her love for the series.

"Magic Flow Sword, Wind Trace." Ruoyu continued, "One of the three great swordsmen in the legend of the Devil."

"Oh~ It turns out that Uncle Feng is such a famous person." Ningning doesn't know the Windscar so well, she just met each other several times on the battlefield.

"Hey! The name of the wind...Are you going to participate in the fighting meeting?" On the other side, Iron Rat finally mustered up his courage and said something to Windscar.

The Windscar only replied with two words: "Get out of the way."

Icy tone, contemptuous eyes. The word "keep away" makes the monster soldiers subconsciously start to retreat.

"Cut..." Iron Mouse gritted his teeth and muttered, "Okay...well...Anyway, your strength is enough to cross the bridge..." he said. Looking at Ningning and Ruoyu behind Fengzhihen again, "but...the two guys..."

"Huh?" Wind Trace interrupted Iron Mouse with a questioning auxiliary word.

The word "um", if you want to interpret it carefully, I think it should be translated into-are you **** looking for death? Why don't you shut up and make way for me?

Of course, such an expert like Uncle Feng can't speak the above-mentioned lines. Even Brother Jue rarely speaks such lines.

The real strong do not need to say too much, they only need to use some short interrogative or commentary sentences to communicate with their opponents...such as "not bad", "you did your best", "human world, and It's filthy" Wait. The calmer you speak, the more you can show how good you are.

"Uh... well... just... let them pass..." Iron Mouse has shown his timidity, and under the pressure of Windscar, he can only obediently face his men behind him. They made a gesture to let them go.

So Ruoyu and Ningning followed Fengzhihen and walked across the suspension bridge in front of them.

"Hmph...you have to be arrogant now..." After they walked far away, Iron Mouse said angrily, "In front of the Great King Yuan Luzhi. The Magic Flow Sword is also useless..."

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The words are divided into two parts, let’s look at Feng Bujue again.

After the Battle of Ranshigang, he eavesdropped on the conversation between Xiaotan and the other two for a while, and got a general understanding of the situation of the Wudouhui.

Because the wasteland outside the rocky hills is very open. There were not many shelters for him to hide, so he did not continue to follow the three.

When Xiaotan and they left, Brother Jue showed up.

"Um... let me take care of it..." When Feng Bujue walked out of the chaotic stone hills, he was still mumbling about the information that Shi Cai had heard. "The arena of the Wudouhui was built directly under Guzhi City. That area has been protected by an enchantment, and it is inaccessible from the air. If you want to enter... you can only pass through four suspension bridges held by the magic soldiers and generals. The basic condition for crossing the bridge is... the demon guarding the bridge recognizes his own strength."

While thinking, he was already heading towards Guzhicheng (just look up at the sky and you can see the floating magic city, don’t worry about getting lost), and set off: “As a'traveler from another world', I’m here The popularity here is undoubtedly zero...If you want to cross the bridge, you will have to fight the demon general. Assuming that the demon general who guards the bridge is also a'popular face general', then their strength is estimated to be not much worse than the previous Jiao... …" He licked his lips and sighed up to the sky, "Ah...it feels that this script is a bit difficult. Just going to'participate' in the martial arts meeting, there is already a considerable threshold. I don't worry about other people... But Hanama, who has just reached level 40, can he pass the level of the demon..."

Bang——

Just as Brother Jue was on the road leisurely, a sudden change occurred!

A low gunfire sounded, and a golden light struck.

[Name: Divine Arbitration]

[Skill card attributes: active skills, permanent mastery]

[Skill Type: Shooting]

【Effect: Shoot a blow with sacred power, causing huge damage after touching the target. (Must be launched by a rifle weapon, and there is at least one bullet in the gun). 】

[Consumption: 800 stamina]

[Learning Condition: Shooting Specialization a]

【Remarks: Can act on spirits, causing 200% damage to evil spirit creatures, and hitting the Holy Spirit can restore health to them. 】

"Fuck..." Feng Bujue had already reacted before he heard the gunfire (the speed of the sacred arbitration was faster than the speed of sound propagation), besides instinctively exploding a foul language, he He also opened the [Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique-Modification], twisted the body at super speed, and performed a classic "knee-knee and back to hide the bullet" action.

At the same time, on a small hill one kilometer away...

"Huh...it is worthy of the zero-day calculation..." Gu Xiaoling looked through the scope of the sniper rifle and saw this unexpected scene, "all the bullets can be avoided."

While speaking, she withdrew a bullet, calmly, and fired another shot.

Bang——

It is still [Divine Arbitration], exactly the same as the attack just now.

"Still coming?" After the first shot, Feng Bujue already knew the opponent's location, so with this second shot, it was not that difficult to hide.

However. After all, Xiao Ling uses a Grade A skill. No matter how powerful he is, he still has to use the Spirit Sense Gathering Technique to barely escape. With his own physical skills, it is indeed too late to avoid such an attack.

"Okay...it's almost time to be fooled..." Xiaoling fired the second shot, calmly aiming again, and fired a third shot...

Bang——

The same skills, the same attack methods, and different results.

This time, Feng Bujue failed to dodge the bullet...

When the golden light approached his eyebrows, he realized...the speed of the third shot has changed.

All this happened too fast. Brother Jue hadn't even taken out the death poker yet, and he couldn't use the [Shield] to resist it. The only thing he can do... is to lean back as much as possible and use his arms to resist the unavoidable blow.

Boom——

The sky-shaking explosion announced that [Holy Arbitration] had hit the target.

A smile appeared at the corner of Gu Xiaoling's mouth, but she didn't let up because she knew...Feng Bujue was definitely not dead.

"The system prompt really didn't come..." Xiao Ling said through the sniper scope, looking at the smoke in the distance, "The commander's words...you must do something with the smoke from the explosion... …"

Thinking of this, she raised her gun and looked to the sky...

As expected. Feng Bujue had already reached the sky, and was rushing towards Xiao Ling at an extremely high speed.

At this time, Brother Jue's two forearms are already bloody, and his survival value has dropped by as much as 50%. According to common sense, the right way of thinking is to give priority to escape or healing.

But Jue brother resolutely resisted the severe pain, and did not hesitate to choose to rush towards the enemy...

"At least it can beat people into a half-dead blow, but it just blows up your two forearms..." Xiao Ling didn't seem to be in a hurry. With a tight movement, he took out two of them from his suitcase, and stood up, "Presumably [Artemis' hug] saved your life..." The muzzle of the two submachine guns in his hand had already spit out fire tongues.

"Cut... Did you find it so soon?" Upon seeing this, Feng Bujue activated the Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique, and quickly turned back and moved in mid-air to avoid the dense barrage.

"As expected of the captain...I realized that I was using'special ammunition' before I fired the gun..." Xiaoling said, "If you are someone else, I'm afraid I will take it for granted... a high rate of fire submachine gun. It will not contain expensive special ammunition and treat it as ordinary bullets."

"It really is an enhanced ammunition... If I take it for granted that it is an ordinary bullet, I can resist the special effects of ordinary ammunition with the help of [Artemis' hug]... Now it has been sifted into a sieve. Right..." On the other side, Brother Jue, who was leaping in the air, said in his heart, "Damn...The local tyrant is the local tyrant. This shooting method... But the rhythm of a few yuan rmb is beaten every second..."

The battle between these two people is not only a wrestling, but also a psychological and intellectual game.

They can all come up with strategies that ordinary people can't respond to, and they can see through strategies that ordinary people can't respond. The most important thing is...They still know each other's abilities quite well. This means that it is almost impossible to win by surprise.

Therefore, in this battle, whoever is inferior first is most likely to become the final loser...

At the moment, Brother Jue is in this unfavorable situation...If he really loses in the end, there are two reasons for his failure: First, the environment here is more favorable for shooting players, and he has not been able to The other party discovered the other party before he discovered him; secondly, because he had "closed" for too long, he had no idea about the new equipment, new skills and character growth that Gu Xiaoling had acquired during this period of time.

For example, the sudden acceleration of the third shot just now... was designed on the premise that Jie Ge did not have enough intelligence.

[Name: Yaotao half-spit out the message]

[Type: Weapon]

[Quality: Perfect]

[Attack power: strong]

[Attribute: None]

[Special Effects: Miracle Strike]

[Equipment Conditions: Shooting Specialization a]

[Note: This is an old Soviet-made rifle without any optical sighting equipment, but a sniper hero used it to create a single soldier combat for 32 days, fired 442 times, and killed 214 enemies. His own unscathed... miraculous record. Many years later, this gun reappeared in the world, with a line of text inscribed on the gun-we are all sharpshooters, and each bullet destroys an enemy. 】

Xiao Ling's special effects of this weapon, it's not that Brother Jue has never seen it. It's just that... he couldn't judge the specific effect just by relying on the words "Miracle Strike", so he suffered a great loss just now.

"Heh...Is it still coming..." Five or six seconds later, the first magazines of the two were almost empty, even though Xiaoling's cross-shooting method and superb bullet-changing skills almost It is possible to make the blasting seamless, but the reduction of the barrage is unavoidable after all.

Feng Bujue took advantage of this opportunity and used his own [Yue Step-Continuous Flash] to open a **** road at the price of three or four bullets. The distance between the two was narrowed in one breath.

However, Xiao Ling still has a confident look: "Head, the real ultimate move... This is the beginning."

"Ah...well done." Feng Bujue replied.

In this fierce and dangerous battle, the two people can talk very easily and even compliment each other. This is also a manifestation of psychological quality...

Kacha——Kacha——

In the next second, I heard the sound of two metal inserts... [Moon Killing], [Meteor], they said.

In this battle. Xiao Ling gave full play to the advantage of a gunner and made effective use of "every distance" between her and her opponent. Feng Bujue had to pay a price every time he approached a distance, and his situation became more and more dangerous.

"Well...Her [Moon Killing] and [Meteor] are automatically calibrated. In addition, her own shooting specialization is also a grade. At this distance, it is almost impossible to avoid her bullets. Yes, I can only find a way to defend." In adversity. Feng Bujue's brain was spinning rapidly, and his speed of thinking beyond boundaries made everything in front of him seem to have stopped. "But my hands are dead. Basically, I can't use any props, nor can I use death poker... [Artemis's Hug] can't be immune to her special ice and fire bullets, at most it will reduce some damage... "He thought of this, and glanced at the game menu. "I was knocked out a lot of blood by [Holy Arbitration], and the injuries on my hands and [Spirit Consciousness Convergence Technique-Change] are all slowly reducing my survival value. At this moment, the remaining 19% of survival points can hold up to...two shots."

Feng Bujue's estimate is very accurate. Leaving aside the attributes, the basic attack power of the two psionic weapons of Xiao Ling is "extremely strong", and it is definitely impossible to defend them completely by the defense of the equipment alone. At this distance, even if he misses the critical part, he will lose 7%-9% of his survival value with one shot. After two shots, Feng Bujue, who has only single-digit health, is sure to die. .

"If I can’t use my hands, I can’t take things from my bag... I can’t take things, and naturally I can’t get survival value supplements... If there is no survival value, the Spiritual Consciousness Concentration Technique has to stop... And without the support of super speed, at the distance of seven or eight meters, my last trace of blood, she can do it whatever she wants..." Feng Bujue had already deduced what would happen next in his heart, "then ......The only hope for a comeback is between these two shots......"

The severe pain and desperation did not give him any negative effects. Instead, he made him clear and bright, thinking like a spring: "I have three seconds to end this battle... Three seconds later, she is not dead, I I lost. That is to say... I must kill the opponent in seconds." At this point of thinking, he has already concluded, "Based on my current posture, distance from her, and this condescending state... I only have A skill can be selected, I am afraid I only have this skill... I can forcibly kill a level 46 player from the front."

Seeing this, you must have reached a conclusion.

Yes... [Qigong Cannon]!

Feng Bujue thinks like a switch. The analysis just now was completed in an instant. After making up his mind, he raised his two bloody, scorched hands trembling in front of his eyes, and bent his fingers as best as he could, forming a trapezoidal "frame" with both hands, aiming at the little spirit on the ground.

"Qigong Cannon?" Xiao Ling also reacted swiftly. She knew that Brother Jue was about to die soon, and she was ready to make a desperate move, "Huh... don't dream..."

In this life-and-death juncture, Xiao Ling did not have a hot head or rush forward. She knew very well...Feng Bujue was the one who couldn't afford it.

So, when the two guns fired continuously, Xiao Ling's figure suddenly shifted...in an attempt to escape the attack range of the Qigong Cannon.

"Huh...too naive..." Feng Bujue laughed, although two bullets had hit him when he laughed, reducing his survival value to 4%, but... …He still showed the smile of a winner.

Boom——

In less than half a second, the Qigong Cannon has already been shot.

The violent energy blasted out a trapezoidal pit embedded in the ground where the little spirit was. ~IndoMTL.com~ player, sad and smiling bone, died. 】The system prompts, announcing the victory of Brother Jue.

However, he has no time to celebrate. The first thing he did was to release the [Spirit Consciousness Gathering Technique-Change] and descend from the air.

After falling back to the ground, the influence of [Qigong Cannon] on the caster continued, giving Brother Jue a sense of collapse-like powerlessness and dizziness. But Feng Bujue still clenched his teeth and sat down slowly (he was afraid that he would lose blood if he fell on the ground).

"Supplements..." As if reminding himself what to take, he repeated these three words in his mouth. In a dizzy situation, this kind of psychological suggestion might be really useful.

"Hiss——" Enduring the severe pain, Feng Bujue put his injured arm into the mouth of his bag. This action caused him to lose 1% of his blood.

It took a full ten seconds before Jue brother reluctantly pulled out the bottle of survival supplement from the bag...

"Hoo...I'm saved..." Finally, with only 1% of his blood remaining, he poured the medicine down and survived. (To be continued...)