Chapter 150: Racial Talent --- Battle Howl III
Wen Yiming didn't expect the dying Shadow Wren Mother Emperor to be so fierce, and he didn't expect this thing to use a skill like teleportation at the last moment, which put him in an extremely disadvantageous predicament. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
If he had the slightest reservation just now, he would probably have been cut in half. Although at this time, he felt that there was not much spiritual power left, and his body also felt weak due to the forced outbreak of sacrifice, and his true qi and internal strength were even more scattered, but with the support of the Dragon Devouring Beidou, the strength of his physical body was still full enough.
It seems that the beast still has hole cards! Wen Yiming sighed secretly.
Seeing the Shadow Wren Mother Emperor constantly moving her body under her claws to approach the target of hatred, Wen Yiming dragged Yan Yan with one hand, supported her body with one hand and rubbed her legs backwards, he had to move back to the stone wall with his back. The sudden increase in strength just now made his limbs sore and numb, and the internal organs in his body seemed to have been shaken, if he couldn't find a support point, when the Shadow Wren Mother Mother approached, he could only be pressed and torn to shredded flesh.
'Uh~~~Ah! ’
When he gritted his teeth and was unwell, the heart-piercing tearing pain in his back made Wen Yiming can't help but let out a low voice. At this moment, the bear totem nebula in his mind lit up again, and at the same time, he felt that his mental power had dropped a lot, and even his brain was in a trance for a moment.
However, Wen Yiming's body seemed to have been injected with a stimulant, and suddenly he felt that the pain was slowly subsiding, the muscles and bones of his entire body seemed to be contracting, and the originally sore limbs were also infused with a new force at this time.
In particular, the emotions affected by the sacrifice were neutralized by a sudden heroic will, which made him forget all the pain and fear in an instant.
'So that's a war cry!' Wen Yiming suddenly realized. It's no wonder that even the best efforts have been made before to successfully send out a war howl, it turns out that this kind of racial talent also has a certain scientific truth.
He understands a little bit now! The howl must be subconsciously pulled in the instinctive anger and excitement in order to inspire success. Originally, Wen Yiming believed that racial talent was a natural talent that came with it, and it should be similar to a passive add-on, and there was no need for deliberate guidance and stimulation at all.
Now that I think about it, the racial talent of the Xiong Ancestor must be so strong that it is fascinating, otherwise it would not have been revered as a belief eight thousand years ago, even a thousand years earlier than the legend of the dragon. It is not an exaggeration to say that it needs to be as deliberate as releasing a skill.
The first time he unintentionally activated the battle howl, it simply released the effect of increasing strength; And the second time it inspires a heroic and senseless will.
However, Wen Yiming believes that these two inadvertently inspired war howls are not war howls in the true sense. However, he understood some of the science behind the Battle Cry.
When a person is agitated, they secrete a hormone called adrenaline. This hormone makes people more powerful and irritable. The increased secretion of adrenaline can make people breathe faster, increase heartbeat and blood flow, and dilate the pupils, providing more energy for physical activity
The reason why you can feel the increase in strength is because the roar boosts your morale to a large extent, and you feel that your confidence is doubled, which makes the impossible possible, which is also a kind of potential tapping.
At the same time, when people are angry and excited, the body will secrete a large amount of insulin, insulin can promote the uptake and utilization of glucose in the whole body tissues, which can make people gain more strength in a short time, but if it exceeds the tolerance limit, there will be side effects.
For example, the forbidden secret method of dragon and tiger forbidden anger is the top existence in this path, and the side effects have reached the severity of overdrawing life. The Battle Cry also consumes a huge amount of energy and mental power.
In his opinion, after using the Battle Hout too many times, not only will the consumption increase dramatically, but the effect will also be drastically reduced, but it will not damage the foundation and overdraw the life, which is the advantage of the race's talent.
And the potential stimulated by the battle howl is based on this scientific basis, coupled with the unpredictable soul energy explosion, causing the potential to be infinitely deeper in the racial talent.
Wen Yiming took out a pill of Divine Concentration and swallowed it, along with some precious healing pills that had been scraped together. The Shadow Wren Mother was already in front of her, dragging her broken wings and snorting to the ground, and pounced fiercely. The foul-smelling mucus made Wen Yiming feel sick.
At this time, Wen Yiming was only two feet away from the stone wall behind him, and he saw that the Shadow Wren Mother Emperor was going to die together, and he had to pull a cushion before he died. Wen Yiming couldn't help but sigh, the reason why the fierce beast is a fierce beast is because of this fierce spirit that is not afraid of death, and he will try to provoke as little as possible in the future.
When life and death were at stake, Wen Yiming could only half-prop up his body, and quickly stabbed the head of the Shadow Wren Mother Emperor with one hand with a spear.
The pop continued, and the Shadow Wren Mother did her best to dodge some of the attacks she could, ignoring some of the attacks that could not be dodged even if they were deadly, and pounced on her body in a terrible roar, as if the last of her strength had exploded.
Wen Yiming only moved his body slightly, and he could dodge the blow, and the gloom was swept away by the claws of the Shadow Wren Mother, and then the one by one was already frantically scuffled together, and that battle was no different from a street gangster brawl.
The sound of tearing, the sound of fists hitting the flesh, and the sound of a bird's beak pecking at the ember bracer were heard for a while. Wen Yiming was torn on his shoulder and arm by the broken claw of the other one twice in a row, and the wound was deep and bone-invisible. If it weren't for the fact that the claws of the Shadow Wren Mother Queen were all broken, and there were no wings to assist in the force, Wen Yiming would have been made into a feast of torn human flesh.
Wen Yiming clenched his teeth, covered in a mixture of blood and black slime, and couldn't help but snort miserably after the claw in his arm was torn. I was angry and bitter in my heart, the gold mantis could still bite to death, this thing was lying on the ground and letting myself bite, and I didn't have the ability. Thinking of being tortured to death by these fierce beasts during this time, every time he escaped death, he couldn't help but burn with anger.
Wen Yiming's horizontal arm swept away the Shadow Wren Mother Emperor's tearing again, but was smashed on his left chest by another broken claw. With a pop, the jade hairpin within the five big holes around the independent heart was shaken out by half an inch.
'Uh...! Wen Yiming almost fainted in pain, followed by a loud shock from his independent heart, and the 'bang bang' pumped violently, and an invisible burning heat suddenly rose in the atrium.
Grass, furious!
While Wen Yiming secretly screamed badly, his mind was filled with endless anger and covered up...
'Uh... Roar!!! ’
The bear totem nebula was bright, Wen Yiming didn't notice that when he roared and roared, the dry bone fragments within a radius of three meters with him as the center were actually shaken away by the sudden burst of sound waves.
Wen Yiming only felt that his blood was boiling instantly, the roots of his cold hairs were tightly locked, and his muscles and bones seemed to have been refined and condensed, and he was extremely strong. At this moment, Wen Yiming had never felt so powerful, bent his arms and elbows violently, and then reached out and grabbed the severed foot of the Shadow Wren Mother Emperor, and broke it alive with a loud cry.
He was almost truly insane at this time, and the thunderous roar just now consumed quite an astonishing amount of mental power, almost draining the remaining one-third of his mental power, causing him to almost lose his mind and be unable to control himself.
The Shadow Wren Mother Empress did not show weakness in the screams, and still smashed Wen Yiming's chest and abdomen with another severed foot. And this time, Wen Yiming only felt the shock, but there was not much damage, as for the pain, he couldn't feel it at all, he knew that it was not all the reason for the Shadow Wren Mother's lack of strength.
Because, the battle cry that was inspired just now is the battle cry in the true sense of the word--- to enhance defense, strength, and courage!
If it weren't for that, in this kind of rolling scuffle, he would have been smashed by the Shadow Wren Mother and fainted. For a while, Wen Yiming descended like a violent bear, and after several consecutive counterattacks and attacks, with the increase in defense at this moment, he bullied his dying Shadow Wren Mother Emperor with injuries.
No matter how disgusting the black slime was, he fell to his knees, suppressed the Shadow Wren Mother's severed feet with his ash bracers with one hand, and smashed wildly with his right hand, no matter where the target was, punch after punch fell on the Shadow Wren Mother's body like a madman...
Xingzi scolded with blood spitting in his mouth, "Evil animal, Lao Tzu beat you to death, die!" Yes... Lao Tzu can take on the big dragon alone, ho..."