18. Fighting
On this day, Ye Mo was a little absent-minded no matter what he did, and he almost sent the food to his nose when he ate lunch; Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Fidgeting until eleven o'clock in the evening, she crept out and cautiously entered the training room on the ground floor.
Ling Bai arrived earlier than Ye Mo, and was standing in the middle of the empty training room, thinking about how to face the first confession in his life, so he was dumbfounded when he saw Ye Mo wearing a tight combat suit with a dagger pinned to his waist.
Ye Mo looked at Ling Bai's rather loose casual clothes: "You wear this to fight with me?"
Ling Bai was stunned: "Isn't it that you want to confess to me?"
Ye Mo was crazy: "I [beep-] a [beep-], how blind do I have to be to fall in love with a product like you?!"
Ling Bai pulled the male duck's voice and sneered: "What do you call me such a character? If you don't beat you up today, 'I like me', Lao Tzu's name is written upside down!"
Ye Mo rolled up his sleeves: "That's nonsense, Lao Tzu is here to fight today." I'm going to make you can't talk for ten days or eight days, no, you can't get out of bed!"
"Okay," Ling Bai raised his eyebrows, threw his shirt aside and rushed up, "Then it depends on who did whom!"
"Let's make it clear first, the means are not limited, and life and death are at your own risk. Ye Mo said and pulled out the black obsidian and the silver-white god of war.
Ling Bai's voice seemed to be behind Ye Mo: "I can't ask for it!"
it, so fast!
Ye Mo sighed in his heart, the flames of war burned more vigorously, and the obsidian in his left hand blocked, and then quickly approached Ling Bai. Ling Bai's speed is very fast, once he is restrained, it is a rhythm that will never be able to turn over, so to deal with such an enemy, you must not be found by the other party to attack rhythm, and the best way is to ......
Melee attacks.
Melee attacks can prevent the enemy from taking full advantage of their speed. And generally speaking, people who practice physical arts will only have one skill that is very top-notch. Obviously, Ling Bai is not an ordinary person in terms of speed, so his hand-to-hand combat is likely to be average, or even very bad.
Five seconds later, Ye Mo realized that he had made a mistake in judgment, and then quickly broke away from the battle with his ability.
Damn, Ling Bai's BT is actually on par with her even in hand-to-hand combat!!
Her left shoulder was pulled out by Ling Bai's claw-shaped weapon with four slender cuts, and Ling Bai's was not much better, and his right arm was also kissed fiercely by Ye Mo's God of War. Ye Mo sighed at Ling Bai's perverted speed and fighting, and Ling Bai was also surprised by Ye Mo's fierce skills and the move to finally withdraw from the battle.
The first round was just a test of the waters. Ye Mo rested (heavily) breathed (gasped) for ten seconds, summed up the enemy information that had just been detected in a round, and thought of dozens of countermeasures for the next possible situation in his mind, and then re-grasped Obsidian and the God of War, and rushed forward first.
The silver-white space line crisscrossed the entire training room, and Ye Mo stepped on the staggered space nodes, and stepped to Ling Bai's side in less than three steps.
His reaction was much faster than Ye Mo expected, and he did not hesitate to kneel down and then lie down, and rolled out of Ye Mo's attack range in a nutshell. She cursed in her heart for Ling Bai's shamelessness, and then quickly followed, continuing to poke and probe with obsidian and the god of war.
Ye Mo and Ling Bai, who were cheating on the space node, were about the same speed, and the hand-to-hand combat between the two was about the same level, so you went back and forth for a few rounds, Ling Bai added five knife wounds to his body, and Ye Mo added four scratches and one bite wound to his body.
Yes, bites.
But this was not Ling Bai's bite, he had not yet cultivated to this bottomless realm, judging by the bite marks and the depth of the wound, it was obvious that this was a wound caused by the snake's mouthparts.
In other words, Ling Bai carried a snake with him, even if he thought that a girl confessed to him, he also carried a snake with him.
After the two separated again, Ling Bai gasped in place, looked at the bite on Ye Mo's wrist and said happily, "Lan Ge did a good job." β
Another string of information flashed in Ye Mo's mind: Ling Bai had brought more than one snake, and Ling Bai was very familiar with his snake, so familiar that he knew who did it when he saw the bite, so he had raised it for at least decades. Snakes that are at least a few tens of years old but are in their maturity or growth stage and are small enough to hide in their sleeves or hair......
"Wuling Snake, maybe it's still royal?"
Ling Bai suddenly paused very briefly as he was panting.
"The King Snake (I made it up), this thing is hidden, you're in luck. Looking up and seeing Ling Bai's eyes, Ye Mo hurriedly waved his hand to explain, "Hey, you told me this by yourself, I really didn't know anything before." β
However, Ling Bai had already rushed up.
At the end of another round, Ye Mo held his knees with both hands and panted, and by the way, he compared the bite marks on his legs and wrists: "Ha, it's actually different." Let me guess? This time it's the Jade Scale Snake (or did I make it up)? Hey, even if I really guess correctly, I can't be angry!
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At three o'clock in the morning, Ling Bai collapsed to the ground covered in blood, Ye Mo walked to Ling Bai's side with obsidian propped himself up, and then lost his strength and spread it on the floor, and Ling Bai put his head on his head: "It's really ...... today It's so enjoyable!"
Ling Bai's voice was weak, but it was still unappetizing: "Then who loses and who wins?"
Ye Mo turned over: "You are not energetic, just fight happily, and you don't care about winning or losing." β
Ling Bai sneered: "If you lose, change the topic? β
"Who lost?" Ye Mo's eyes widened, and he climbed up with his obsidian support, "I'll lose to 'a good guy like you', come on, come on, and do it again...... Ouch!"
Ling Bai unceremoniously laughed at Ye Mo, who had fallen: "Just like you, do it again?"
"Half a catty, eight taels, the boss doesn't say the second. Ye Mo found a comfortable position to lie on the ground, ignoring Ling Bai's taunt, "What do I mean when I say you have three snakes with you?"
"What do I mean by you carrying anti-wolf spray with you?" Ling Bai sarcastically, "With your appearance and connotation, are you afraid that someone will not be able to rob you?"
Ye Mo smiled: "Sometimes the folk gadgets are really practical to use, didn't you just get sprayed once? β
"Damn, there's actually a box?!" Ling Bai couldn't help but burst into a dirty mouth, "How much self-confidence did you have in your appearance to buy a box of anti-wolf spray?"
"Child, you still have a long life to go, don't say 'this life' at every turn. Ye Mo taught Ling Bai a lesson in a child's tone, and Ling Bai was immediately annoyed: "Get out of Lao Tzu!"
Before the words fell, Ye Mo really rolled to the door of the training room, propped himself up and went out of the door, and then locked the door with a click: "I'm out, Uncle Ling Bai, you have a good rest." β
Ling Bai: "Greet your eighth-generation ancestors for me!"