After the punch, Catherine's heart sank.

Sink deeply.

With all his strength, he also hit the void that the phantom wolf was completely unable to defend against, but it didn't cause much damage! Although the opponent's face was imprinted with a fist mark, it only oozed a little blood, and it could be seen that it was just a skin wound! Could it be that the opponent's strength was far above his own?

How is this possible?

When I was still a high-level mage, a small third-level magic could make the third-level demonic beast 'Shadow Wolf' suffer a heavy blow, and the power of my current fists and feet was definitely not weaker than the ordinary third-level magic, although the phantom wolf was an advanced body of the shadow wolf, but there was no reason to only enter the first order, and the defense was strengthened so much!

Thinking about these questions in her mind, Catherine didn't stop in her hand, and while the Phantom Wolf was still stiff, her left fist was slightly charged and hit the Phantom Wolf's fragile abdomen hard!

Poof! It was the dull sound of hitting the sandbag again, Catherine's fist sank into the belly of the phantom wolf, and the familiar 'sense of obstruction' reappeared, she felt like her fist couldn't hit the entity, fifty or sixty percent of her strength was wasted, although it was not as uncomfortable as when she punched the air, but it was also very awkward up and down!

What the hell is going on?!

Catherine felt a nameless fire rise in her heart, I really don't believe in this evil! She charged up again, and swung her right fist, this time targeting the neck of the phantom wolf, the position where the Adam's apple protruded, it can't be that the defense here is also so strong, right?

This time, her attack failed to succeed, the phantom wolf's thick forelimbs were raised, and she directly blocked Catherine's blow with her hand, and her fist hit the palm of her hand, making a crisp sound, and the phantom wolf was extremely proud in her heart at the moment: the opponent in front of her was very fast and dexterous enough, but the power of this attack was too weak! What else did she have to worry about now? Even if it was an injury for an injury, as long as you could seize the opportunity to create a wound in the opponent's leg and suppress the opponent's movement speed, you wouldn't let yourself rub it flat and pinch? Now the opponent's fist, which has no attack power, has fallen into his hand, as long as he grabs it hard......

The phantom wolf's right paw caught Catherine's fist, grabbed it hard, and held it fiercely, while pulling its right arm back hard, trying to pull Catherine into his arms, and then he could give her a ferocious claw blow, but it used all the strength to pull back, but the other party didn't move!

The Phantom Wolf and Catherine had the same question in their hearts at the same time, the moment the fist was held by the Phantom Wolf, Catherine had already secretly screamed badly, her left hand had already set up a defensive posture, and she had already prepared for the worst in her heart, but she didn't expect the other party to pull the posture very fiercely, and the force from her hand was so small!

She tried to pull her fist back, but the Phantom Wolf only felt a strong force from her claws, and she couldn't resist at all, and she couldn't help but stumble forward a few steps, and was knocked directly to the ground by Catherine's feet!

Seeing this scene, Catherine already had some vague guesses in her heart: Could it be that the other party is just a simple high defense, and its strength is not great at all?

She took advantage of the time when the phantom wolf fell to the ground, directly raised her legs, pumped a foot on the left rib of the phantom wolf, and kicked it sideways for several meters, the touch on her feet was similar to the touch when she hit it with her hands, but she didn't care, she quickly caught up, jumped forward, and the whole person rode on the back of the phantom wolf lying on her stomach, using both hands and feet at the same time, directly pressing the phantom wolf's whole body to the ground, completely unable to move!

The Phantom Wolf was naturally struggling frantically, but in Catherine's feelings, the strength of the struggle coming from under her was not very powerful at all, she believed that the Phantom Wolf who was completely suppressed must have used all its strength to struggle at this time, but this strength was not proportional to its defensive power at all! After suppressing the other party for a while, knowing that the black and gray skin on the surface of the Phantom Wolf's body was a little reddish, Catherine jumped lightly, freed the other party, and turned back to Ling Mo and said, "This is ...... Physical damage cut?"

Ling Mo applauded lightly, and said with a smile: "Correct! The reaction is very fast! The Phantom Wolf is a semi-virtual creature, and it is born with more than seventy percent reduction in physical damage! Correspondingly, its resistance to magic damage is only half of that of physical creatures, when you are still a mage, you naturally feel that this thing is very weak, and a lightning strike may kill it in an instant, but now that you have become a martial artist, I am sorry to inform you that at this stage, almost all the attacks of a martial artist are physical attacks!"

Catherine let out a long sigh, so that's it! Now that she knows the details of the other party, she feels even more tricky: real combat is not a game, and the attack power is 70% weaker, not that the damage you inflict on the opponent is only reduced by 70%, but at least 90%, or even more! It's like you can break a brick with a punch with all your strength, but with only 30% of your strength, you can hit the brick ten times without injury!

Sure enough, the next battle was extremely dangerous, and the phantom wolf already knew that its strength was completely inferior to Catherine's, but it knew even more that Catherine could not inflict serious damage on it! Every time Catherine attacked, as long as it was not a serious injury, it would not dodge or dodge at all, let the opponent hit, and then take advantage of the moment when the opponent was stiff to counterattack, after three or two rounds, it only felt that its chest was a little stuffy and painful, and the opponent's body had been left with at least three paw prints and two narrow scars!

The more she fought, the more anxious Catherine became, she knew very well that in the end, she would not be able to hold on to herself in the end! And now it is very dangerous to retreat, although her speed is indeed above the phantom wolf, but if she forcibly turns around, she will definitely be hit hard at that moment! Damn! If only she could use that dagger! She thought with great regret in her heart, that dagger is so sharp, after wearing it, her physical attack power has increased by more than ten times? Even if it is cut, she can still kill this girl!

Wait? Sharp?

Catherine suddenly became enlightened, she pulled back, let go of the Phantom Wolf's attack, and then stuck in the opponent's move, the hand that was originally clenched into a fist became a claw-shaped, and the nails that were not too sharp were directly cut at the Phantom Wolf's chest, bringing up a scarlet blood light!

Catherine was overjoyed, and secretly scolded herself for being stupid, so many animals rely on sharp nails and teeth to prey, why did she leave the master's dagger, and hit with her fists like a pen, how powerful can this be? After figuring this out, Catherine's fighting style changed abruptly, no longer a wide open and closed vertical leap and hammer, but all changed to a small range of crazy changes of direction, and then grabbing, picking, scratching, and scratching!

In a few seconds, the phantom wolf's body was injured in many places, the most serious one was in the face, and the eyes were cut out by two or three centimeters! The phantom wolf was terrified, he didn't expect this thin opponent in front of him to be so strong! Seeing that it was getting more and more difficult for him to be suppressed, he had no choice but to activate his innate skills again and teleport to a distant place.

Catherine waved her claws into the air, and did not continue to pursue, smiling at each other defiantly, and making an insulting gesture, very proud. Although the phantom wolf couldn't understand her gestures, it realized the other party's contemptuous attitude very well, and immediately became furious, regardless of the difference in strength, and rushed up again!

A man and a beast quickly started a ping-pong fight again, and Ling Mo on the side saw her smug look, and said helplessly: "I feel like you seem to be a little complacent, is it great to learn to use your nails?

"Huh?" Catherine was surprised, turned back to look at Ling Mo in her busy schedule, and said puzzledly: "I feel that after comprehending this, my combat power has improved a lot all of a sudden?

"This kind of blunt damage from punching, and this kind of sharp weapon damage from fingernail scratches, it's just a difference in the applicable environment, you are fighting the phantom wolf now, it's very good to use your claws, if you fight a thunder lizard with rough skin and thick flesh, it's more reliable to punch with your fists," Ling Mo rubbed his eyebrows, and seeing that Catherine still looked ignorant, he couldn't help but prompt: "Think about it, when you are a mage, what is the best force to use to fight the shadow wolf?"

What kind of power? Naturally, it is light or lightning magic? Especially thunder magic, it is born with a very high damage bonus to virtual bodies and spirit creatures, Catherine parried the attack of the phantom wolf, and secretly pondered: Now that she is a martial artist, she has no attack means except pure physical damage such as her fists and feet, hey! It would be nice if her fists and feet could be accompanied by the power of thunder and lightning, even if it was only a little bit!

As soon as the thought turned to this, Catherine felt a stream of heat coming from her body, flowing from her heart to her right hand, and then her palm was hot, and in Catherine's ghost-like eyes, her fist lingered with four or five dazzling electric lights, accompanied by a crackling electric overload sound, and hit the phantom wolf's face hard!