"The situation is turning grim," one said.
"Hasn't it always been like this?" came the reply.
...
Eagles soar through the sky, fish dart in the shallow waters,...
Tiger Style - Intimidation: If the opponent hesitates or is afraid, Strength -2.
"Is a man capable of refusing a challenge?" Mo Hu's figure continued walking without stopping.
The Little Martial Saint also stepped forward slowly, his left hand gently stroking the spear, causing a layer of purple mist to rise from the spear tip.
Applying poison can paralyze even an elephant instantly, causing it to suffocate and die within three minutes, even with just a small wound.
Miniature children's holes.
Dog pose - slow speed: what takes a human one second to do takes a dog four seconds.
Bang!
With a slight push off the ground, the Little Martial Saint transformed into a cannonball, and in the next second, the enemy was already within the spear's attack range.
With his right arm brimming with power, he used the momentum to deliver a swift and powerful thrust, so fast it was like a blur, capable of piercing even the thickest iron armor!
Mo Hu's figure moved as if to dodge.
In the next instant, numerous "eye points" appeared on the spear, and the movements of the figure in the lake immediately slowed down.
Peacock Tail Feathers - Bewilderment
But this shot, which was bound to hit, was still dodged.
impossible!
The Little Martial Saint roared inwardly, "My strength is 10 points, my speed is 10 points, and I have the Confusion ability. How can my opponent dodge? What can they use to dodge?!"
This combo is fatal unless you have a shield like a doorplate to block it!
Players who push the boundaries are no exception!
Mo Hu dodged the spear, his right leg tensed, and he delivered a knee strike to the Little Martial Saint.
Bang!
The little martial saint flew out like a cannonball, even faster than when he came.
"Wow!" In mid-air, the little martial saint lost control of his injuries and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Armadillo Style Protection: The armadillo's shell is harder than a bullet, and when it becomes a skill, it is terrifyingly powerful, but it still cannot stop this attack.
It is 'Lord'!
A streak of blood entered the whites of his eyes from his eye socket.
Mad Bull: When charging head-on, the opponent gains +1 Strength and +1 Speed, while the opponent's Strength decreases by 2.
No matter what skill it is, it's impossible to break through 10 points in attributes. Mad Bull is only there to reduce the opponent's attributes.
The young martial arts master forcibly twisted his body to control it, landing in a starting position to mitigate the impact.
Then, he suddenly looked up.
But it's gone; the 'Master' is gone.
A look of astonishment flashed across the Little Martial Saint's face, and the next moment, his whole body trembled like a cat with its fur standing on end.
A shadow fell over him.
He suddenly turned his head and looked back. In the corner of his eye, which was moving the fastest, he caught a glimpse of the figure of 'Master' Mihu, standing behind him, blocking out the sun.
His scalp exploded instantly, and the little martial saint even forgot to breathe.
The Lord raised his right arm as if a god were about to shatter the earth.
"Bang!"
Gunshots rang out, and bullets exploded behind the 'master,' turning into flames that engulfed him.
The Little Martial Saint pushed off the ground with both legs, instantly creating distance between himself and his 'master'.
He retreated, he actually retreated instead of seizing the opportunity to kill his opponent with his spear...
“Even steel will melt into molten iron if hit by my fire bullets.” Aman held a gun in both hands, while the gatekeeper raised a shield in front of her.
The 'master' slowly turned around, lightly brushing his right hand on his left shoulder as if wiping away dust.
The flames that could melt steel have gone out.
"Tsk." Aman clicked his tongue, gripping his two pistols tightly, his eyes bulging like a snake's.
Beneath the shield, the doorplate's abdomen bulged and contracted, its throat writhed, and its mouth suddenly opened.
A frog croaks.
Frog Style - Frog Croak: When spring comes, I will not be the first to speak; which insect dares to make a sound? Enemy agility -2.
At the same time, Oman raised his two guns.
"Where is he?" she asked, startled.
She only saw the little martial saint opposite her, and as the snake child slowly lowered him, his face was turning ferocious, and his mouth seemed to be about to open wide.
not good!
Aman felt a chill run through him and pulled the trigger.
The tan energy bar instantly condensed into a bullet, which exploded in the air and turned into a ball of earth that enveloped her and the doorplate.
Peng!
The next instant, the earthen ball exploded, and the gatekeeper, protecting Aman, was thrown out with a thud, rolling to the feet of the Little Martial Saint.
"careful!
"At this moment, the little martial saint's reminder finally came out."
Upon landing, Aman immediately raised his gun; the gun, which had previously had a yellow energy bar, had now turned metallic.
Bang! She fired a shot at the 'master' without even looking, then turned the energy bar back into a blue gun and aimed it at the doorplate.
Bang! Another shot.
The light blue liquid shot into the doorman's body like bullets, quickly healing his injuries.
"Oh?" Mihu's voice spoke for the first time, seemingly very interested in the gun.
He easily dodged the metal bullet that had just hit him.
He strode confidently toward the three of them.
The young martial saint wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his palm, raised his spear, and his eyes burned with the fighting spirit of a raging fire.
Oman fired another shot at 'the Lord', this time a bullet that turned fire into earth. The bullet, in mid-air, unfolded like a curtain of earth, enveloping 'the Lord'.
"Walk!"
She put away her two guns, grabbed the little martial saint's shoulder with her left hand, and seized the doorplate with her right hand. A pair of bat wings suddenly unfolded behind her, and she rushed into the "Devil City".
Carrying two people, the bat's wings moved incredibly fast. Combined with the complex terrain of the Devil City, by the time the 'Master' shattered the earthen ball, the three had already vanished.
"Can you leave?" Li Changzhou bent his legs slightly and his body shot into the sky like a rocket.
Aman flew at breakneck speed close to the ground, cursing, "How could there be such a freak! And you idiot, in less than a minute, the three of us were already running away!"
"Watch out!" the Little Martial Saint suddenly warned.
"What?" Aman turned around and saw a black dot in the air, just like the one they had seen when they drove up.
I happened to make eye contact with that person.
A chill crept up her spine and spread throughout her body, like a net opening up to her.
A blood-red steel spear appeared in the hand of the figure in the lake, his arm slightly pulled back, like a divine bow being drawn.
Lightning struck Li Changzhou's spine, causing his entire body to surge with power, which flowed into his right arm and exploded violently.
Peng!
Sonic boom!
The crimson steel spear tore through the air, creating a visible shockwave that pierced through countless rock layers, hurtling straight towards Oman.
Boom!
The sky collapsed and the earth cracked, like a meteorite falling to earth.
Li Changzhou landed, then pushed off again, and landed in front of the crater created by the steel gun.
There was no body, only a woman's arm in the pit, and a gecko's severed tail.
"The invincible Mr. Li, would you like to test your strength?" Yang Qinglan walked over from a distance, and Li Qianxia, who was beside her, was even more exaggerated, laughing so hard that she was clutching her stomach.
"Brother, these are just a few passersby, and you're already letting them get away? What if they run into a Little Martial Saint? You can't possibly be no match for him, can you?"
Li Changzhou scratched the back of his neck awkwardly; this was not the overwhelming force he had imagined.
"Let's attack together," he conceded.