Chapter 701 “The Promised Land”

After "Finishing" the old man and the fake, amateur, and brain-sick [Battlefield Reporter], Yelang met again [Battlefield Reporter], a real battlefield doctor.

Many of the "gods" that Yelang saw before were medical soldiers, with the purpose of adding blood to himself at any time and increasing the tolerance rate.

But this real field doctor fully performed the original function of a medical soldier and frantically recovered blood to his teammates.

He used all his skills to "precisely recover" his teammates.

Shuttled through the front line of the battlefield, braved the guns and bombs, accurately slapped each medical bag on a teammate who would die suddenly in the next moment.

——It must be a sudden death in the next moment. If there is no direct crisis, you can get full of blood on your own and you won’t even look at it.

In critical moments, without even hesitation, he used his body to block bullets for his teammates.

Such a player is simply a Virgin from the Sky to his teammates - although he is a man.

But for Yelang, who is standing opposite, it is so disgusting!

But [Extraordinary Battlefield] is different, with several times the physical fitness of ordinary people, super senses that can slow down time, and the sixth sense of predicting the threat of bullets. Together, these can really achieve "within seven steps, fast fist!"

Yelang didn't know so many tricks, but he could feel that this punch was completely different from the previous one, with his upper and lower body rising at the same time, almost bent in the air.

After accumulating strength for another moment, he shouted out the next move with satisfaction:

"gun!"

The man can use guns to shoot grenades thrown by the enemy in the air, mortars falling from the sky, and even occasionally intercept bullets.

KD data fell to the bottom.

In the world, this is such a fierce man.

As for why this happens, the reason is very simple: this guy’s playing style is so ornamental!

Immediately afterwards, a fist as big as a sandbag came into view—

Afterwards, he saw people who used bullets to intercept various attacks.

"Splitting, drilling, and cannons are horizontal", and outsiders are also well aware of their ears!

Moreover, the opponent changed the target just a second ago, Yelang stopped the next second, turned around and started watching martial arts movies.

If the bonds in "Battlefield" were not traded, everyone would have thrown away money and rewarded them long ago!

Seeing Yelang being caught, shouting his moves while flying, the audience quickly transitioned from "shocking" to "worship".

Just call it awesome!

Not only the audience in the live broadcast room, but also the battlefield where bullets flew across the battlefield, were silent for a moment.

After playing in the extraordinary battlefield for a few hours, Yelang really watched it completely.

He was beaten to the point where he was hit hard throughout the whole process, without any strength to fight back, and even after the opponent's combo was finished, he was a little confused.

Another punch, right in the middle of the abdomen.

No matter how powerful the "boxing" is, it is not as fast as a bullet killing.

Some people do outrageous skills not to win, but to make a living.

...

Before the next attack was made, the guy secretly made a knee strike and hit Yelang's chin to hit him into the air, forming a convenient "target position".

This confusion was only a moment, and the next moment, an elbow rushed into the field of vision, and a heavy heart was hit. Before the foot fell to the ground, it was once again flew out by an elbow.

After being hit hard, Yelang's whole body slammed heavily on the floor. The submachine gun in his hand was no longer able to hold it tightly and came out of his hand.

And Yelang also discovered that this man did not always play the same set of punches. Every time he changed his opponent, he seemed to change his style of playing.

But as the person involved, Yelang only felt heartbroken.

Another punch seems to be different from before.

An unexpected twitchy sound followed by a loud roar: "Eel!"

Even more than seven steps, as long as you are strong enough, the distance is very flexible.

A heavy punch hit the chest.

——You can see from the opponent's reaction after being beaten.

"Ayi, don't say that brothers don't think about having good things! There is a super awesome dance party the day after tomorrow. All those who sign up must undergo strict photo review. They are not allowed to enter the venue even if they are not good at appearance!"

The old man succeeded in one blow, without stopping, chasing Yelang tightly, shouting:

But this is just the beginning.

This led to his loss of form.

Finally, it hit the wall with a "bang" and then slid along the wall to the floor.

Not only did the cooked duck fly, but it was even seized by someone to fight back several times and died tragically on the spot.

That was his most worry-free game.

In this way, he became more and more proficient in this tactic.

But in the setting of the game "Battlefield", the damage of fists and feet is minimal.

After losing that game, he thought for a while and sent Ayi a message:

In addition to being curious about kung fu masters, he also had some extra thoughts:

Yunmeng Chang'an theme games have already started. The combat system of this theme game must be inseparable from the element [martial arts].

Fortunately, many people here, although what they did was outrageous, just like he started playing arc shooting, they were not all very practical and had skills that could help the team develop advantages.

"?" Even Yelang was stunned for a moment. Shouldn't it be "horizontal"?

A heavy punch!

Yelang was beaten and threw it out immediately.

Even won in the end.

——Everyone has the same skills and physical fitness. Yelang is not as good as the other party in terms of skills, but it is still okay to be focused on one's mind.

Then there was a warm cheer.

Then there was a moment of breathing.

However, just as he was planning to win several more games in one go, he suddenly learned:

Number of applicants for [Drag Dance Party] - meet the standards!

"hack!"

It’s okay once or twice, but it’s just a burst of mentality after three or four times!

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Fortunately, not all the gods made Yelang's mentality explode.

The reason why he was able to get him to a severity was because in this combo, there were two fierce hits on the floor and walls, triggering the "collision damage" that would only be triggered when he "falls" under normal circumstances.

——In reality, if he eats the other party’s combo, the ornamentality may not be so exaggerated, but he should have been burping too far.

From top to bottom, a palm slashed at Yelang's shoulder and neck position, and the parabola instantly turned into a straight and drooping line.

There is a god with the ID called [Red Dust] that made the entire live broadcast room full of excitement, urging Yelang to chase people all over the battlefield.

Excluding the first time he was beaten, this was definitely his easiest game.

Of course, after the fight, he did not forget to ask for a friend with shamelessness...

As one of the evidence, this time he did not fly parabola, and his body did not fold in half, but was smashed and flew backwards almost in a straight line!

Finally...

The sound of stomping the floor was interspersed with the dense gunfire, and the opponent's approaching speed was astonishingly fast even under the super senses.

"collapse!"

But the next moment, the man had all his skills and rushed up with the afterimage!

Looking at the buddy, he shouted "Crash! Shake! Push! Shoulder! Elbow!"

Fight against the enemy with bare hands on [Extraordinary Battlefield]!

When they first met, Yelang saw that his opponent was not holding a weapon, and he thought he was another pretender who played "complete dodge".

...

In other words, he can't escape.

In the original "Battlefield", there is no room for hand-to-hand living.

A medical soldier who used a syringe as a flying knife exploded with the power of the [Assassin's Bloodline]. Within 15 meters, the syringe thrown was even faster than a bullet!

Not to mention the power, killing people with a syringe has always been a killing one blow!

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To be continued...