Chapter Forty-Eight: Uncle Sam, a mediocre martial artist (asking for recommendation votes)
After crashing into the demon wolf, Wren noticed that everyone was looking at him with a trace of consternation.
The few members of the wilderness hunting team who originally planned to come to his rescue also seemed to be petrified, and the movements in their hands stopped for a moment.
Wren also had his eyelids jumping, his expression stiffened, and he said in his heart: "Now... I'm probably going to think of them as a monster. ”
The situation was in crisis just now, and he didn't dare to hide it, and instinctively used the "Iron Mountain Leaning" that he had practiced hard for two nights in his dream.
Now it seems that those people are trying to be crooked.
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If someone else can practice a new skill to this level in only two days, Wren definitely has this daylight expression.
But for him, who has a "smart brain", it is completely in the realm of understanding.
Twenty times the practice time in the dream realm, just two nights, just said that the time is about equivalent to one or two months of penance for others.
But the actual efficiency will be several times higher.
Because there is no hunger or thirst in the dream, the physical consumption can also be adjusted with consciousness.
In reality, a martial art like "Iron Mountain Leaning", which consumes a lot of money, the physical strength of the first-order [Awakened] is completely consumed, and it can only hit one hundred and eighty times a day.
Moreover, the back is gradually exhausted, the action will be out of shape, and the effect will get worse and worse.
If you really want to reach the point of integration, don't even think about it if you don't break dozens of trees.
What's more, the effect of force is mutual, if you really have to hit the trunk of a tree with an "iron mountain" all day long, the bones of your body can't withstand the shock, and you may have to accumulate dark injuries.
But in the dream world, all these negative states can be pre-programmed and regulated by the brain.
Every time Wren practiced, he must be in a full state.
After each impact exercise, there is also a real-time correction and comparison of the "smart brain", which accurately points out the deficiencies and corrects them in a targeted manner.
The movements demonstrated by Uncle Sam are from the sequence of muscle force, the operation of the fighting spirit, the angle of impact... In the form of data and holograms, 100% restored projections.
Therefore, in the past two days of dream penance, although the impact skill of Wren's "Iron Mountain Lean" is much worse than Sam's singular, in terms of the appearance of the moves, he has almost learned more than 95% of the similarity.
There will be Sam's illusion that he has copied one of his skills.
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The wolves have not yet repelled, although Wren has shown amazing combat effectiveness, but others have no time to say anything, and they are engaged in a fierce fight.
Wren didn't think much about it himself, after all, the beast tide seemed to be endless, and it was hard to say whether he could survive tonight safely.
If you really worry about being asked, wait until you see the sun tomorrow.
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Heavy Swordsman, Elemental Mage, Mechanic, Swamp Warlock, Musketeer, Hunter, Assassin, Medic...
Although the number of people in this "mountain antelope hunting group" is small, the occupation combination is unreasonable.
If it weren't for this kind of natural disaster-level "beast tide", the configuration of their team could deal with most sudden dangers.
After the members of the regiment were initially torn through the defense line by the demon wolf, the regimental commander Bart closed the defensive circle and gradually moved closer to the steel hut. As long as they are alive, their first task is to protect their employers.
But even if the defensive circle is closed, as time passes, more and more members of the regiment will be injured.
Wren was covered in blood, including demon wolves and wilderness hunters.
As a doctor, he was protected by everyone in the center to treat the wounded, although he never encountered the same danger as before. But if it goes on like this, sooner or later it will be a dead end.
The tide of beasts spreads through the forest for hundreds of miles, and there is no escape.
The fierce battle left everyone with no respite, and their physical strength dropped very much, and the situation gradually developed to the point of becoming more and more dangerous... Everyone is becoming more and more pessimistic.
Just when everyone thought that the group was destroyed tonight, and all thoughts were lost...
suddenly
There was a loud shout in the distance.
"Phew!"
The roar was like thunder on the ground, and the whole forest trembled.
Wren looked at it again, and hundreds of meters away, Uncle Sam, who was fighting hand-to-hand with the eight-meter-tall giant bear, suddenly had a fierce fighting spirit, and the thick golden fighting qi overflowed on the surface of his body, burning like a flame. His whole person was like a kilowatt light bulb, illuminating the entire forest as if it were daylight.
"Huh... Is this a rampaging frenzy? ”
Wren's eyes lit up, and he was faintly worried in his heart: "Uncle Sam is also going to work hard..."
It's not surprising that shield warfare has such a secret method for increasing strength in a short period of time.
Usually they do this, either they want to kill the enemy and end the battle as soon as possible; Either that means there is no choice but to fight to the death.
In this situation, everyone will think that Sam probably has no choice...
After all, with a huge amount of magical beasts like the third-order burst brown bear, it would be difficult for a [Demon Hunter] team to kill it. This kind of guy has rough skin and thick flesh, not to mention whether the weapon can pierce its fur, even if it is pierced, it will not cause too fatal damage.
To deal with this kind of demonic beast, you can only keep consuming and cannibalizing. But a human can consume more energy than Warcraft?
Everyone felt that Sam had resisted alone for so long just now, and he should almost reach the limit.
This time I went berserk, if I could kill or repel this giant bear, it would be best, if not...
The end is the beginning of everyone's defeat.
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At this moment, all eyes on the battlefield were unconsciously focused on Sam.
Everyone knows that the outcome of tonight will be determined by victory or defeat there.
Boom! Boom! Boom...
The heavy armor shield battle that seemed to be descending from the gods collided with the giant bear again and again. The Burst Brown Bear looks clumsy, but its claws are impenetrable, giving the spear no chance to stab its face. On the contrary, the bear's paw slapped on the round shield again and again, like the sound of a cannon, which made people's eardrums hurt.
The violent air waves blew the sand and rocks, and waves of huge waves were set off in the jungle that were visible to the naked eye.
One person and one bear, dozens of rounds of fighting in a few breaths, the battle was extremely fierce.
.......
Wren, who was worried that Sam would be defeated by the Demon Bear, found that under the hard touch of this uncle, he did not fall behind at all, but became more and more courageous!
"Is this the [Demon Hunter] who has unlocked the third-order genetic lock... It's tough! ”
Wren's eyes lit up.
The giant bear's slap could break the giant wood that the two of them were hugging together, but Sam couldn't help it at all.
Wren knew very well that with that level of concussion, even if a low-level transcendent was wearing heavy armor, the power that penetrated under the bear's paw was enough to shatter the internal organs of a person and die.
But Sam's momentum is like a rainbow, and from a distance, he is full of fighting energy like a spear in his hand, fearless.
"Phew!"
Another boom.
Sam is on the offensive against!
The next moment, in front of Wren, he showed how a real high-level shield battle could use "Iron Mountain"!
The giant bear slapped it with his palm, Sam blocked it with his shield, and then kicked the ground with a slam at the moment when the giant bear retracted his palm and charged his strength.
With skill, his two-meter-tall body just knocked the giant bear into an unstable center of gravity and leaned back slightly...
And just then, Sam's spear came out again, and the sharp tip of the spear pierced the finger of the bear where he stood.
The angle is tricky, as if it directly stabbed the soft flesh next to the fingernails, and a stream of bloody arrows soared out.
This kind of injury is like being stabbed with a toothpick for a behemoth like a burst brown bear, and it doesn't hurt much at all. But it instinctively shrank its feet because of the sting...
The giant bear, which was originally hit to the center of gravity, couldn't control the center of gravity at all because of this kick, and fell to the ground with a bang.
"The impact caused stiffness, and the stabbing kick hit caused the fall to the ground..."
Wren exclaimed in his heart, it turned out that the move could be continued like this.
A high-level transcendent with experienced combat experience is really extraordinary, two ordinary general moves, but he overturned a bursting giant bear that is several times his size!
This is what Sam himself said about "mediocre martial arts"?
But seeing this, Wren always had a strange feeling, as if Sam's series of combos just now seemed to be deliberately played to himself?
Moreover, I always feel that this uncle seems to have some strength left...
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Sure enough, Sam's combo isn't over yet!
The bear fell to the ground, and he stabbed out another spear.
The spear shook, and the gun shot out like a dragon!
When Wren saw this trick, he was inexplicably familiar, and almost blurted out: "Chrysanthemum letter!" ”