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Chapter 105 The so-called artistic conception(1/2)

"what to do?"

A drop of sweat came down on Lei Luo's forehead.

I wanted to use Angela's power to leave this Moon Trace Space node as soon as possible, but I didn't expect that it had become the real focus of the Moon Trace Space node.

The space node is only so big.

The death of Prince Ling must have been heard by every Xilan, so that every Xilan here can remember himself, and transform from an unknown man into a dominant mysterious powerful man in their eyes.

Gudong, Gudong, Gudong...

In the nervous and depressed emotions, Lei Luo seemed to be able to hear his heart beating.

now.

If you turn around and escape, and you are not good at speed, you will definitely be dead when facing the pursuit of this Shadow Sword, and you will die without life.

In Lei Luo's sensing, this fighter who calls himself the Shadow Sword is like a bomb, which will burst out astonishingly as a blow at any time.

As long as you are within his attack range, between life and death, it is only a moment.

At this moment, I can't even open the Dragon Pattern Protection, and I have no defense ability.

"Let Angela rescue herself?"

When Lei Luo looked into the sky with his eyes and turned into a flaming bird, Angela couldn't help but reveal a hint of bitterness.

Although Angela is still extremely powerful, the number of opponents has an absolute advantage, and the five prisoners rescued by her side are very weak and cannot form effective combat power at all. At this moment, most of the pressure on the battlefield is borne by Angela.

She seemed to have suffered some injuries.

Fortunately, Angela was so crazy that no one on the other side could continue to fight against her head. In her hysterical madness, she had already killed one of them. The barbarian warrior who had lies before had become charcoal.

"Or what if you take out Prince Ling's head and distract him?"

no.

Such actions may lead to unpredictable consequences.

...

On the other side.

“It’s the 14th time.”

Holding the magic sword in his hand, staring at the figure with his eyes. When he looked into the sky and looked at the figure of the fire girl, the Shadow Sword silently recited in his heart.

This was the fourteenth time he had exposed a fatal flaw during his brief confrontation with him.

It was also the fourteenth time I didn't take action.

As expected, just like the reward introduced, this man is extremely good at disguising harmless!

The other party is a flaw almost every second, and even put it on others, which is a fatal flaw. Almost every time I can't suppress my instinct and want to take the initiative, but I force myself to hold it back at the last critical moment.

By coincidence.

Whether it is the stealth blade Dis or Prince Ling, he has had the experience of fighting side by side with him.

Let’s talk about the stealth blade Dis first.

Diss is extremely good at hiding. His hidden art will make everyone feel scared, as if he is trapped in endless darkness, and will launch a fatal blow to himself at any time, and be in a state of high tension at all times.

at the same time.

He is also very patient.

If he does not have the confidence to kill with one blow, he will never attack easily.

Like the Blood Hunter, he ranks the importance of avoiding injuries above winning, which is an extremely difficult and terrible character.

But such a person died silently at the hands of this explosion slaughter.

When all possibilities are eliminated, the remaining possibilities, no matter how bizarre they are, will be the truth of the matter.

That is, in the eyes of Diss, this magician who is exposed almost all the time is a product that can be solved with just one knife!

However.

When he attacked, he was suddenly attacked and killed by this man.

I can even imagine the scene at that time!

Just as the last time the sneak attack of the Blade of the Sneak Blade Dis sneered and was about to succeed, this guy who seemed to have exposed his fatal flaws at any time suddenly turned around and sneered at the sarcasm of Dis sarcasm. In the incredible shock of Dis sarcasm, he suddenly burst out.

Then there was the blood plasma all over the sky.

After all this, when he looked at the confident sneak blade Dis, the incredible horror that appeared in the depths of his eyes before his death, the devil showed a hint of intoxication and excitement, and his inner hobby was satisfied.

A drop of cold sweat came from the sword of shadow.

Cold sweat slowly dripped along the face and fell onto the chin.

He didn't wipe it.

At this moment, he had already entered the state of thought that all the fighters dreamed of.

The so-called artistic state refers to the state of completing combat simulation in mind through a large amount of practical experience, based on the cognitive understanding and judgment of both parties' strength.

There are always some special plots in biographical novels, and some seemingly short-term battles are often already in mind, and the two sides have experienced dozens of battles.

Your own fighting style is a life and death moment with super explosive power.

But in these fourteen battles at the state of mind, the final result of each time he took the initiative to attack was the incredible touch before Diss died, and it also happened to him.

Before he died, he would also see a sarcasm from him.

It seems to be telling myself...

"Hmph, I finally tricked you into it."

Otherwise, he had so many flaws and seemed so weak, but why did he kill the sneak blade, Prince Ling, who was wanted by the Fire Soul Witch three times a long time ago?

There is only one explanation.

That's what he meant on purpose, he was playing with everyone because he was so powerful!

Only Prince Ling, whose Eyes of Ice Ling, can feel his unfathomable terrifying power when facing him, and claim to be defeated, and use all means to win the opportunity for the Barbarian Bull Blade and avenge him.

Because Prince Ling knew that he had absolutely no chance of victory.

I once lost to Prince Ling, and I deeply know the difference between myself and Prince Ling. It does not mean that I am not outstanding enough, but the battle between fighters and magicians of the same level is always the magician who is at ease and masters the active advantage with various academic skills.

Perhaps, it is precisely because of this gap that I cannot detect his crushing terrifying power.

After all, I am too weak.

As the only ancient force in the human country that can match the Zeranian Academy of Natural Sciences, the Gran Academy of Natural Sciences, is taken for granted for this ancient force even if anything that it cannot understand.

"Don't die, it's not a solution to drag on like this..."

With a moment of thought, the Shadow Sword was about to move, but when he saw the black-robed mage opposite him seemingly unprepared for his attack, the scene of sarcasm and ridicule appeared in front of him, and he also became one of the scenes of his countless deceptions.

No.

"Death is not terrible, what is terrible is cowardice. I am clearly escaping with death!"

Only by making yourself truly powerful, at least you must feel his strength like Prince Ling. This is the real challenge and the character a fighter should have, rather than escaping with death and sending death for nothing!

After thinking through this, the Shadow Sword became relaxed and showed a gratifying smile.

His sword slowly hangs down.

His eyes were no longer confused.

He wiped away the cold sweat from his forehead calmly, took a deep breath, and smiled calmly.

"I want to know why you are so persistent in disguise and harmless? Is it because anyone has ever looked down on you?"

ah?

Seeing that Lei Luo was still in a constant disguise, the Shadow Sword shook his head and chuckled.

"Your Excellency can no longer deceive any people in this space node, and I will not go there!"

The Shadow Sword's tone was very firm, and even if he admitted that he was inferior, he didn't care.

After all, this is a blaster!

"In the battle of artistic conception just now, I have simulated twenty battles, but no matter which time, I lost, I lost thoroughly, and I was convinced. I was too weak, so weak that I could not even accurately feel your true strength."

Well?

Lei Luo's eyelids twitched wildly.

The Shadow Sword returned to the sheath, and it was like a new life to let itself fly, with an unprecedented firm look on her face, and she smiled at Lei Luo.

"One day, I will clearly feel your unparalleled terrifying power, know the real difference between you and you, and challenge you again!"

Lei Luo looked at this guy in a daze with a little awkward expression.

In this case, what should I say?

But I was not prepared for this situation at all.
To be continued...
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