How much impact can a highly compressed air explode?

When Donald's tenacity shield collided head-on with the knife boss's air cannon, in order to prevent the shield from breaking, he continued to pour mental power into the tenacity shield.

The consumption of mental power is raised in an instant.

The air exploded in front of him, and the ground on both sides kicked up dust and wind, and Donald pressed the soles of his forefeet against the ground, not taking a step back, but there were large beads of sweat on his forehead.

The consumption of mental power was already affecting his physical state.

There is only 0.8 mental power reserves left.

"Whew~ Will you only defend? ”

The air wave stopped, and the knife-wielding leader gasped, and the level of attack from the air cannon was also a lot of consumption on him, but the burning sensation in his lungs was not yet at the limit.

He still has some energy to spare.

"This guy is a bit powerful, I can use this shield again at most, and it costs a lot to kill those 5 people before. ”

Donald did not hide his limitations, if the other party brought a few more air cannons, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold on.

"His qi wall can only form one side for a short time, distracting him, as long as he can attack from two angles...... He's a bit tricky in his position, but I have a way to attack from the air, and I've got to find a place where I can borrow my strength......"

"Don't look for it. ”

Donald turned back and whispered a few words to Sherlock's side, who immediately stepped back a few meters towards where Griffin was.

"Single-handedly, it's up to you?"

Sherlock clutched his arms and staggered back, and the knife-wielding leader looked at it, thinking that the guy in front of him was trying to succeed.

"Hey, are you afraid?"

The right hand holding the gun was raised, and the back of the hand brushed against his forehead, sweat sticky.

"By the time I cut off your head, you'll probably know what your talent is...... If you're willing to hand over the recipe, I might consider letting you go. ”

"The recipe is here, do you want to get it yourself. ”

Slapping his forehead with his left hand, Donald really didn't know what type of talent he was currently in.

The knife boss stopped talking, just rushed forward, Donald paid attention to his movements, and his heart was secretly relieved, the air cannon was really not a skill that could be used continuously.

With that kind of impact alone, it consumed 0.7 of Donald's mental power with just one shot, and if it could be used continuously, he didn't have to go to Sherlock for hand-to-hand combat just now, and he could knock the two of them over with an air cannon.

Bang!bang......

With a magazine of 15 rounds, Donald did not carefully calculate the remaining bullets, but just kept firing.

Not even aiming.

"Stupid attempt. ”

The mouth is blowing again, and the air cannon can't be used again in a short time, but this air wall doesn't matter, Griffin and the two spoilers in front of him have to die!

Click!

The firing pin hit the air, the bullet was finished, Donald showed "horror", stepped back again and again, and finally turned around and ran backwards.

"Waste, call ......"

Changing from exhalation to inhalation, the air flow in front of him quickly flowed back into his body, compared to before, this time the mouth shape was indeed a completely reduced O-shape, and when the air was exhaled, it was no longer spread out in the shape of a face, but became a column of air flow the thickness of a finger.

This was the way he had taken him by surprise and pierced Sherlock's right arm, causing him to lose his marksmanship.

Talents are just weapons, and how powerful they can be used depends on the imagination of the person who owns them, especially those that seem to be extremely ordinary.

This strong lung is a good example, and for others, they may think of holding their breath for a long time, being able to dive for a long time, or being able to stay free from toxic gases, smoke, etc.

The Knife Boss is different, he puts all his energy into studying how to control that qi.

The conclusion was that the airflow was changed by adjusting the shape of the mouth and the state of the mouth under the premise of continuously strengthening the lungs, and the effect was different.

This move, he named it a stray bomb.

And what Donald was waiting for was his move!

Unlike the short bursts of the air cannon, the opponent needs to keep his gas out while attacking continuously.

There are two lungs and one mouth!

Turning around and turning on the strong shield, the ripples unfolded, and the impact was even more powerful than the previous knives, guns, and bullets.

"Donald!"

Sherlock shouted from behind, and Donald looked back, the Tenacity Shield didn't need to be watched to maintain.

Float Saucer!

"Jump!"

With a low snort, Sherlock immediately jumped when she heard this, and she couldn't see anything in front of her, but just stepped down, and the float moved to her feet in Donald's control.

Sherlock must have weighed more than 50 pounds, but Donald wasn't prepared for him to stand up, just a momentary amount of leverage.

The second jump, Sherlock's second jump can't be said to borrow too much force, after all, the float technique can't fully bear the weight of an adult, but it is enough for him to adjust his attack angle above the knife leader.

The knife-wielding leader, who was concentrating on trying to break through the tenacious shield, saw his defeated men jumping up from behind him, and before he could think about how an ordinary person could jump so high, he saw the gun in Sherlock's hand.

As a user of his skills, he knows exactly what his weaknesses are, so he always keeps an eye on his position during the fight, trying to face the enemy as directly as possible to prevent the two of them from attacking him from two angles.

Who would have thought that a situation where they avoided would take this form?

Tong!

A shot that drained all the gas, the momentum was very loud, and it was a surprise and took the lead.

His mouth suddenly bulged, and he blew out the remaining qi with all his might, spreading the air wall protection obliquely, and his eyes moved downward, wanting to see the other person's situation.

What I saw was a short knife speeding towards me!

Donald canceled the floater the moment Sherlock leaped and instead sprinted forward, closing the distance between him and the knife-wielding leader.

The killing move was never Sherlock's shot.

Flutter!

The blade stabbed directly into the chest of the blade-wielding leader, and the invisible slave could not even support Donald's release, and automatically dissipated due to the weakness of the mental power.

Looking at the fallen enemy, Donald finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Heads-up, of course, you are one by one, and the two of us are single-handed, this hand seems to be a little interesting, if you replace this short knife with a long sword......"

The chaotic mental state caused Donald to start thinking cranky.

At present, the controllable range of the invisible slave is 5 meters, and beyond this range, it will be very difficult to control, and both speed and strength will drop off a cliff.

What if Donald's mental strength was strong enough?

With the change of the energy mass as the energy sword, and then the spiritual power as the traction, the mind turns, and the invisible long sword rushes out.

Or he carries a long sword and uses an invisible slave to control the unsheath when he encounters an enemy.

The sword is coming?

The stability and delicacy of the Clock Meditation method have a natural advantage in terms of control and durability!

Tut-tut...... Donald thanked Sir for choosing the Invisible Servant spell for him in the first place.

"Donald, it's not a small thing, what happened just now? I didn't see anything, but I stepped on something...... Hey, how did you fall. ”

The two of them teamed up to kill a powerful alien, and Sherlock was so excited about this that he fell to the ground, forgetting to cover his chest, revealing some white bandage corners.

A few steps forward, a slap in the back of Donald.

The latter stumbled forward and landed on his face.