Although it has not yet reached the professional shield combat level of years of training, it is enough to deal with ordinary scenes.

For example, avoiding Pan Xiangwen's flying knife.

Although Pan Xiangwen's flying knife is like the arrow from Dangu, he can play flowers within the attack range, such as arcs, diagonals, S-lines... all kinds of charming moves are dazzling.

But in the final analysis, the most threatening thing is the straight line!

The shortest straight line between two points.

The distance is shorter, and it is naturally faster.

When Bai Muye blamed himself just now, Liu Zhiyuan felt very uncomfortable.

Because he was a little bit self-blame, why he didn't show off his shield early.

So Wan Xiong's sword throwing technique killed Shan Gu in seconds.

But at that time he was still struggling with Caiyi and retreating desperately, and he had no time to clone him.

Who would have thought that Wan Xiong would be so cruel?

Such a long distance!

That was originally an attack field for archers like Shan Gu, who would have thought that Wan Xiong would dare to throw his knife out from such a distance?

That's his weapon!

He threw away his weapon, how should he fight?

Use a fist?

Therefore, the so-called competition experience is basically all caused by losses.

Wan Xiong leaned his shield forward, holding the shield in one hand and paddling with the other hand.

Ji Caiyi was also paddling over there.

Not far behind him, seven or eight large crocodiles with a body length of more than seven meters stared at them affectionately. Seeing that they were moving, they immediately followed up slowly.

Several of the big crocodiles had completely sunk into the water, and I don’t know what they wanted to do.

"Hurry up!" Bai Muye whispered: "Once I reach the attack range, I will start to control it, and first gather Pan Xiangwen!"

In the live broadcast room, Brother Bird asked Dong Li: "Why didn't you gather the fire first?"

Dong Li stared at the scene and said, "Wanxiong is at level 8."

Bird Brother:???

"He may have new skills, and he has a high success rate."

Liu Zhiyuan raised a big shield with one hand and paddled desperately with the other hand.

The powerful spirit warrior used all his strength and the grass raft speed instantly increased.

At this time, I don’t care whether it will disturb the creatures in the water anymore.

Because they all have saliva behind them.

The distance is getting closer and closer!

Because Liu Zhiyuan's big shield almost completely blocked Pan Xiangwen's attack route.

So Pan Xiangwen did not take action, but in both hands, five or six flying knives were flying in their fingertips like butterflies.

Wan Xiong had bare hands, but his eyes were calm.

The grass raft is getting closer and closer to the shore.
Chapter completed!