Chapter 169 You're a Good Fighter
The air around them hummed.
“Wakuwaku! (Come on, Master! Come on, Master! Come on!)”
Six water elves waved their work rags up and down, pretending they were a spirited cheerleading squad.
Brie half-knelt beside the water elf, lit a cigarette, and blew a puff:
"A spiritual power storm is coming at the start. Water elves, your master may be sent to the medical room."
Bree looked at Ann with her fluttering white hair.
This novice instructor seemed to have been the champion of the 50th Level 2 Mage Competition at the Royal University of Bei State.
The competition at the Royal University of Bei State focuses on practical skills and has resulted in many murders.
"I need to stand further away. Wait, I'm holding the cigarette upside down..."
Brie straightened the cigarette and took out the healing potion for bandaging from the backpack card in advance.
An tiptoed lightly, and her blue eyes seemed to see through Chen Qi's every move.
Spiritual power storm!
Is this the first move you're going to use right away... Chen Qi tightly gripped the long sword and kept adjusting his breathing.
The spiritual power storm releases huge spiritual power, thereby disrupting the opponent's spiritual power observation, and at the same time, it can also interfere with the opponent's spiritual power construction.
The only drawback is that this move consumes a lot of energy and requires a lot of spiritual power from one's own.
According to the duel requirements of Beiguo University, this move is indeed the most basic move.
However, it’s not impossible to fight... Chen Qi’s hands holding the knife, as well as his legs, are wrapped in a layer of faint dark power.
In the storm of spiritual power, Chen Qi's white dove perception made it difficult to predict the opponent's moves.
Fortunately, he focuses on the power flow of the panel.
The most important feature of Qi itself is that it focuses on strengthening one's own body. Even if he is in a spiritual power storm, his attacks will not slow down at all.
We can only compete in speed!
Quick attack...Chen Qi summarized the way of fighting.
Against a mage, engaging in a war of attrition is a foolish option.
Of course, there is another point. If the two of them practice for too long, this houseboat will not be able to bear it!
An said nothing, but gently raised his staff to form the simplest spiritual power ball.
Basic technique. Spiritual power ball!
Almost in an instant, a ball of spiritual power condensed and shot out like a cannonball.
Combined with the spiritual power storm, it is like a bullet fired from a gun without pulling the trigger!
"The casting speed is higher than that of the Flower Witch? The top panel mage is really strong..."
Chen Qi's eyes flashed, and with his spiritual perception and dynamic vision, he captured the trajectory of the spiritual ball.
This spiritual power is an arc...
At this moment, a smile appeared on An's lips. Under normal circumstances, the spiritual power ball would be fired in a straight line like a bullet.
Although it's just a simple trick, it's surprisingly useful against extraordinary people who lack practical experience.
I’ve been treated as a newbie... Chen Qi kicked his legs and launched an offensive horizontal slash.
Step forward and kill!
The spiritual power ball that attacked from the side was instantly cut in half by the black knife.
"!"
An jumped back quickly like a light dandelion.
Shadow feet!
Chen Qi's footsteps stepped out with black flames, and the moment he cut off the spiritual power ball, his speed instantly increased three times, and he rushed out like a ghostly afterimage!
The speed was so fast that it was already close to An before An even landed on the bow!
At this moment, the distance between the two was less than one meter, and was rapidly closing.
Two meters!
One meter!
0.5 meters!
You are already within my attack range... Chen Qi did not stop at all, and with the help of the forward momentum, the blade in his hand shot out like flowing water!
Upward!
"Um?"
An's pupils suddenly dilated, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he couldn't help but clench his staff.
instinct!
Boom! A huge spiritual force field gathered towards the sky, forming a cloud, and then the cloud quickly pressed down!
Spiritual power bursts! Rain of spiritual power balls!
The fog of slowness!
Get the magic shield!
With a sharp whistling sound, the two men's moves burst out at the same time!
call!
The wind blew violently across the deck!
“Oh my god!”
The cigarette that Brie had just held in his mouth was instantly blown crooked by the wind, and dust was blown into his eyes.
What are these two doing? He straightened his cigarette again, then slowly opened his eyes and looked at the result of the game.
I saw An standing at the bow of the boat holding a magic wand.
Hundreds and thousands of spiritual power balls have gathered in the sky and are about to fall.
However, a sharp black blade has broken through the magic shield and touched An's neck!
Chen Qi only needs to move his hand slightly to cut it out.
“…”
An lowered his head, looked at the sharp blade on his neck, and said:
"Qi, you are very strong, and much faster than I thought."
“…”
Chen Qi looked at the spiritual power ball that had formed in the sky.
If it was a real battle, the next result should be that he was bombarded by a rain of spirit energy balls the moment he slashed An's neck.
But no matter what, he successfully approached An and placed the blade on the other's neck.
This was largely due to An's slow reaction. At the same time, in this battle, she could only use the most basic techniques.
Chen Qi fell into thought.
If he was engaged in an encounter and was in darkness.
Perhaps, under the touch of the embers and the ability to sever flesh and sever bones, he could really hurt An.
But under normal circumstances, there is still no chance of winning.
Now he is facing a third-level transcendent who has mastered the liberation skill, and can only allow himself to be ravaged by the other party.
The suppressive power of the third-level extraordinary person is stronger than he imagined.
Chen Qi kept this feeling in mind:
"Thank you, Mr. An. I'm grateful for your advice."
"I've learned my lesson, Qi. I just used a burst of spiritual energy, which violated the rule of only being able to perform basic spells.
As a second-level transcendent, you have not yet completed the improvement of the source of spiritual power. I thought that you would not be able to detect the trajectory of the spiritual power ball. "
The skill of the origin of spiritual power...
Chen Qi let out a long sigh.
The improvement of the origin of spiritual power can improve one's spiritual skills in all aspects, and is also the most important combat power indicator for a second-level transcendent.
However, his white dove perception and dynamic vision make up for the lack of this skill now.
But it was just a compensation. If An used a skill that obscured his vision while using the spiritual storm, he would be like a headless fly and become a toy in An's hands.
An looked tired and simply rested his chin on the knife:
"Qi, with your current strength, you are capable of fighting even if you meet the leader of a small gang."
Chen Qi looked at An who was leaning his chin on the knife:
"Um, Teacher An..."
An was not worried at all that his knife would fail.
Ann blinked:
"What's wrong?"
"My knife is poisoned."
Ann looked down at the knife at her neck.
"well?"
A sharp black gas spread out from the blade and instantly slashed towards An's neck!
An immediately used defensive moves, but despite this, blood was still spilled on the deck.
“It hurts, it hurts!”
An fell to the ground in pain, holding his neck and rolling on the ground.
The deep sea elf wiped the blood off the ground.
“…”
Chen Qi handed An the bandage and a bottle of healing potion.
He didn't expect An to lean directly on the knife.
The black knife is a weapon used by the third-level extraordinary Captain Black Eye, and it has its own black energy damage.
Even though he now has the ability to chop flesh and break bones, without activating the Blade of Fury, the black knife is still more powerful.
After treating An's injuries, the three of them sat by the boat, staring blankly at the sea in the distance.
Perhaps because they were too tired recently, the three of them looked at the sea and did not speak for a long time.
Before we knew it, the day slowly faded away and dusk fell.
Until the light of the lighthouse came on, Bree lit a cigarette, blew out a puff of smoke, and broke the silence:
"Mr. Chef, I thought you would be pinned down by the novice instructor and beaten into a pig's head, but I didn't expect you to be able to fight so well."
(End of this chapter)
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