Chapter 150: Improvements before the battle, all parties gathered!
The arrows, like meteors, turned into terrifying black lines!
One of them fell to the ground first, causing a violent explosion, with flames roaring and expanding, and mud splattering. A hole nearly the size of a house was formed.
Bang bang bang bang!
The next second, terrifying stone arrows fell on the evil ghost owl.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he tried his best to struggle and resist, but it was all in vain. When the first arrow hit the evil ghost owl, it was too late. Boom! The flames burst, the kinetic energy was terrifying, and the hidden power exploded.
With a crackling sound, the thin black film completely shattered and collapsed on the spot.
The evil ghost owl was instantly covered by scarlet flames, and his eyes went black. He didn't even have time to scream or change his emotions before he was completely swallowed by the exploding fireballs. The area where he was was blown to pieces by the flying arrows, just like an airplane bombing zone.
Not far away, the ground was shaking and Bai Xiao's feet felt numb.
He silently looked at the place where the evil ghost owl flew backwards.
After two rounds of shooting, the ground was riddled with holes and potholes. Black smoke was rising from the edges of the holes, and there was a smell of evaporated blood.
As for the evil ghost owl, it seemed that there was nothing left.
This is the home advantage of Baixiao.
Because of his previous experience, he knew that approaching this gray city would attract extremely powerful archers to shoot at him. Therefore, the evil ghost owl was bombarded in that direction by the totem colossus and felt the warm and hospitable baptism of artillery fire, so that not even ashes were left. The final death was miserable.
Of course, even without these warriors drawing their bows and arrows, the White Owl could still defeat the evil ghost owl. The opponent was at the end of his rope, and all that was left was a desperate struggle. It might cause a little trouble, but the outcome would not change.
The arrows from the terracotta warriors only helped him save a little effort.
“I wonder what is inside this majestic city?”
Bai Xiao stood still, looking at the thick wall from afar, and the large, mysterious and tall buildings behind the wall.
I just feel a fear of nightmares, and there are still a lot of unknowns waiting for me to explore.
After a moment, he came back to his senses and adjusted his breathing.
The muscular inverted triangle body was covered with scars. Claw marks, blood holes, and fist marks were all evidence of the fierce battles just now. It was also a medal for the brave and the victor. Only those who won and survived the battle were qualified to have this medal. The White Owl's combat power had been thoroughly tested in actual combat!
He encountered two evil ghost-level monsters in succession and went through two fierce battles.
In the end, we defeated the powerful enemy and delivered a nearly perfect answer.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion…
At this moment, Bai Xiao clearly felt the weakness of his strength and the soreness of his muscles, but in his heart, an indescribable strong aura gradually gathered, and there was a vague belief of domineering invincibility.
This momentum is still very weak, almost non-existent. It needs to be consolidated by continuous victories and the defeats of strong men as sacrifices.
Until a certain point, it is completely ignited and turns into a surging trend.
Sweep everything.
…
In situ, with some minor repairs.
Bai Xiao looked forward quietly, and shifted his attention to gaining professional experience. The two life-and-death battles just now were both tough and extremely dangerous.
When it comes to the profession of martial artist, that means a lot of experience.
[Your profession: "Martial Artist", experience +601! ]
In a short time, the progress bar of the fourth level of the martial artist profession rose a lot. After all, the opponent was an evil ghost, comparable to the elder of the fierce bird stream.
Suddenly, Bai Xiao killed two evil ghosts. How could the experience not be high?
In addition, other skills of the martial artist profession have also been improved. Judging from the current situation, the bronze statue skill does not rely on potential points, and the progress bar has already exceeded half. It can be said that this saves a lot of points for Bai Xiao in the future.
He turned his gaze and looked at the profession of members of the Martial Arts Association.
There is also a large amount of experience there, waiting to be reviewed.
[Your occupation: "Martial Arts Association Member", experience +310! ]
[Your skill "Strike Dangerous Organizations" has +371 experience! ]
[Your skill "Strike Dangerous Organizations" has been upgraded to LV.3! ]
His eyes moved downward and gradually stopped.
[Skill: Strike Dangerous Organizations LV.3 (6/600)]
(Extractable)
A dark red symbol suddenly appeared below the skill.
Bai Xiao's attention was instantly drawn to it, and his eyes flickered.
Without hesitation, he concentrated and lightly tapped to extract the logo.
Buzz...
A hazy mist enveloped the martial artist's panel.
In an instant, a large amount of experience was extracted and transformed into mysterious potential points. A bright red light appeared in front of my eyes, and the numbers slowly jumped upwards.
【Dark Red Modifier】
[Potential points: 4]
If it is placed in normal times, it is a bit less.
It is totally incomparable to the last time, with thirty-eight potential points.
But in front of Bai Xiao at this moment, it was just right.
[Skill: Bronze Statue Power Level 1 (203/400)] +
There is a plus sign behind the bronze statue, which emits a faint dark red luster.
That’s right, Bai Xiao wants to add some more.
It’s not because of the temporary increase in combat power or attributes.
Instead, recover from injuries quickly.
This is a hidden benefit gained by adding points through the dark red modifier.
At this moment, he had fought many battles, and although he had killed all the powerful enemies, his own condition was also very bad, and he had fallen into an unprecedented low period. If he could not recover, he might not be able to take more initiative in the future.
Therefore, Bai Xiao wanted to recover immediately by adding points.
Ability to still influence the outcome of the battle after leaving the terrifying nightmare.
"bring it on……"
He took a deep breath, relaxed, and let his shoulders drop.
The next second, a sharp gleam flashed in Bai Xiao's eyes, and he roared in his heart.
"Danhong, let me see the limit of this body's recovery!"
In an instant, a red light flashed, and mysterious power poured into the personal panel.
The change happened suddenly.
[Your profession "Martial Artist", experience +70! ]
[Your skill "Bronze Statue Skill" has +200 experience points! ]
[Skill "Bronze Statue Skill Level 1" upgraded to "Bronze Statue Skill Level 2"! ]
…
In the real world, the headquarters of the Fierce Bird Clan.
With the emergence of overlapping domains, the real world and the deep world merged into one. The MOA organization decisively launched a general attack and fought with many elders and disciples of the Fierce Bird School. However, something strange happened. Before the inner and outer worlds overlapped, the MOA organization had a slight advantage.
But, after the overlap.
As expected, the situation where the MOA organization completely crushed the Fierce Birds did not occur. Instead, the balance between the two sides returned to balance.
Because two high-end fighters from the MOA organization disappeared!
The evil kestrel and the evil owl disappeared at the critical moment!
"Why hasn't the owl come back yet?"
"Where's the Red Falcon!?"
In the square near the martial arts building, several demon-level beings from the Moa organization were extremely puzzled. This side was the main battlefield, and all the elders of the Moa organization were here. Where would the strong enemies come from in the fighting hall? Why did the Red Falcon and the Owl go away for so long, and why didn't they come back to help?
“Damn it!”
Bang!
A muffled thunder exploded.
A devil-like man in black robe rushed forward and collided violently with a short-haired old man who was rushing towards him like an arrow.
The short-haired old man suddenly exploded, his hair like steel needles. Red marks as thick as fingers appeared on his old wrists, clustered in the palms. Twisted and powerful muscles entangled and spread, bringing a very obvious sense of power.
Every time the palm passes through the air, it can produce a strong force that breaks through the air.
When the fist was thrown, it was as if seven or eight shadows were superimposed on each other. The speed changed only by the mind, with a special frequency blessing.
The black robed man was covered in black energy, and his claws burst, as if he could tear everything apart. The two men flashed and kept moving around in the battlefield.
The crackling sound of collision was endless.
BANG!!!
Because the speed is too fast and the rhythm is too dense.
All the crowd heard was a loud bang.
But in fact, behind that loud noise, there were at least ten fights. Both sides were experienced and fierce, and every collision was extremely dangerous. If someone had weak actual combat skills, he would have been lying down.
The two sides countered each other's moves, either by fighting head-on or by defending each other.
It was a competition of strength and speed, as well as control of moves, and the amazing ability to instantly catch flaws in battle. The entanglement of the elders and the devils turned into two black whirlwinds, rushing out all the way, and suddenly crackling with hundreds of moves. The friction between the soles of their feet and the ground left black marks and trenches.
call!
The short-haired old man's punch shot out like lightning, with a roar of thunder.
Boom!
The old man threw another punch, like an old turtle, slowly and sluggishly.
However, the lightning-fast punch only blasted a large hole in the wall. The extremely slow second punch, however, collapsed half of the house on the side!
He has mastered this triple speed punch to perfection.
The evil ghost-level on the opposite side was extremely uncomfortable being restrained and was repeatedly injured.
In addition, Elder Wen Yuan, who had crossed paths with Bai Xiao before, also held back an evil ghost. No, it should be said that Wen Yuan and another elder of the Fierce Bird Stream teamed up to fight with two evil ghosts of the Moa Organization. The four of them seemed to be in a permutation and combination, sometimes one-on-one, sometimes two-on-two, and sometimes even two-on-one when they caught the opportunity. They kept changing opponents and fighting hard.
The place closest to the martial arts building, the core location of the battlefield.
The two figures kept bouncing away and colliding.
The aura that leaked out was faintly the strongest among all the people present.
On the MOA side, there was a red-haired demon, whose black robe had been shattered, revealing a pale body as strong and burly as a strongman. On the body was a set of black leather combat suits, with straps covered with spikes and rivets, entangled in the exaggerated arm muscles and shoulders.
The five thick fingers are bent and covered with a golden brass knuckles.
The edges of the brass knuckles are tough and hideous, with a few traces of blood.
"Old man, you are not worthy to be my enemy!!!"
The red-haired devil rushed out instantly, his feet slamming on the ground. The moment his fist was thrown out, it was like a catapult with a loud bang, just like the bowstring was released.
The air was torn apart inch by inch, and the golden light of the brass knuckles swept across the arc.
"clang!"
A skinny human hand, completely black, collided with it.
Immediately, a violent gust of air was triggered in the surrounding area.
"If I hadn't been injured in my early years..."
"Within a hundred moves, I can easily defeat you!"
A familiar voice sounded, and the hunched figure gradually lifted up.
The skinny arm actually lifted up the red-haired devil. The contrast was like trying to stop a car with one's bare hands, but ended up knocking the car over. The wind and waves were howling, the white hair was fluttering, and Chen Liao raised his face.
On the wrinkled old face, there is a kind of amazing courage and momentum from his youth, which is gradually returning. It is extremely sharp, just like a sword shining with cold light, which is frightening just by being unsheathed a little.
"The power is good, but..."
“Poor skills!!!”
Bang!
Chen Liao twisted his body instantly, and punched so fast and fiercely that he broke through the red-haired evil ghost's fists at an extremely tricky angle and stabbed in!
The fist hit the evil ghost's chest, instantly sending it flying dozens of meters away.
Chen Liao's center of gravity suddenly dropped, and his whole body slumped down like a spring, his legs bent, his spine like a tight bowstring. In a posture similar to that of a quadruped, he raised his head and stared at the red-haired evil ghost.
Swish!
A gleam of light flashed in Chen Liao's eyes, and he disappeared from the spot in an instant, leaving behind an afterimage.
The next second, he appeared in front of the red-haired evil ghost.
“Watch this!”
Bang bang bang bang bang bang…
A pair of arms suddenly stretched out, as if mastering all the technical changes.
Either clench your fist, or make a palm, or make a claw...
All kinds of smooth changes, seamless connection, so fast that it was dazzling. All around the red-haired evil ghost, golden and red sparks suddenly appeared.
The sound of fists hitting flesh was like a volley of artillery fire.
"Water sky shape!"
Chen Liao suddenly raised his hands upwards.
Beneath the floor of this area, it seemed as if a huge lake was erupting, and an endless stream of surging water was carrying astonishing force into the air.
The red-haired evil ghost was thrown into the air and was punched dozens of times by Chen Liao.
In the blink of an eye, he was at a disadvantage.
roar!!!
Blood mist gushed out, and the red-haired evil ghost was instantly wrapped in a large ball of mist.
In the fog, enlarged fist shadows kept bombarding out, as big as half a house, making a sound like thunder hitting the ground.
This outbreak of terror was able to turn the situation around.
In a state of balance.
Far away, at the edge corner.
The figure of the eldest senior brother Wu Binghe and an evil ghost were looming.
It seems like they are also fighting each other.
If you stand at the headquarters of the Fierce Bird Stream and look around.
There was killing everywhere, corpses everywhere, and blood was spreading.
…
"The MOA organization is really useless. Even if we help them like this, we still can't solve the problem of the MOA flow! It seems that we can only go over and give them a hand!"
Back mountain, close to the top of the mountain.
Several strong figures wearing white silk gloves looked on from afar.
The one who spoke took off his gloves.
It seemed as if a five-pointed star tree of life symbol was revealed.
The lines are bleeding slightly!
At the same time, several other people also took off their gloves.
The mark on the back of his hand was also oozing blood.
The next second, they clenched their fists at the same time, without saying a word, and smashed them hard on the stone. The surface of this house-sized rock had been carved with dense ritual patterns at some point, just like the petals of thorns.
As the blood dripped, the patterns on the rock surface were instantly activated.
Like a scarlet bud suddenly blooming.
Buzz!!!
An extremely frightening and ominous aura descended instantly.
It seems that this rock is going to be transformed into something strange.
Or maybe evil is born, with stone as its fetus!
…
At the same time, on the road one kilometer away from the headquarters of Xiongniaoliu.
The figure of An Junhai, the president of the Martial Arts Association, suddenly appeared, and like a bulldozer, he blew up all the virtual demons and monsters that dared to approach.
Rushed forward in one direction with determination.
…
The headquarters of the Fierce Bird School, the fighting gym.
A strong figure who was healing his wounds appeared and disappeared like a candle in the wind, gradually escaping from the terrifying nightmare and coming to the real world.
White Owl, return victorious!
…
The evil bird flow, the dojo.
BANG!!! ...
A shocking explosion sounded in the air, like a bolt from the blue.
Phew!
Accompanied by fierce and sharp bird calls.
Two figures suddenly appeared out of thin air, causing a terrifying storm.
Half of the headquarters of the Fierce Bird Clan was blown to and fro by the strong wind.
"Hahaha, Yan Qi, you can't hide it..."
"I've found it!"
"I don't even need to do anything, it will show up on its own!"
The laughter of Blood Bird, the leader of the MOA organization, was wild and rumbling.
"With so much fear and so much deliciousness, how could it possibly bear it? This battlefield is the feast I prepared for it!!!"
(End of this chapter)
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