I saw that Liang De's whole body was stacked with dozens of strange and hideous beast phantoms, and the whole person stopped in mid-air by manipulating the air flow with the strength of the spiral impulse, and his arrogance was unstoppable, as if all the heavens and all the ways were trampled under his feet!

10 seconds, 30 seconds, 1 minute...... Liang De, who was never seen in the air, made a move.

Liang De, who came out of the ground, is stuck!

Zilazilazila...... A large snowflake engulfed Liang De's figure on the screen.

Bang bang bang!

In the martial arts hall of Lu Xuebu, Mo Feisheng raised his slap and slapped a big dark blue ass TV, Yuan Tianren, Chang Duanxuan, Zhao Tianji, and Dong Tianbao who were surrounded behind him were so anxious.

"Old Mo, can you do it, you've been making such a thing for two months?" Yuan Tianren was so anxious that he pulled his beard and glared.

"Didn't you see Lao Tzu FM in the day! Don't be noisy! ”

Mo Feisheng slapped the inky blue TV hard, pricked up his ears to listen carefully to the subtle changes, and scolded while listening:

"You are in a hurry, you only know that you are in a hurry, and the copy space of the learning system is in the inner world of the Sword Immortal Ruins, Lao Tzu does not have the Jieyuan base station in his hands, and he does not have the permission of Konghai Communication, and it is quite okay to save up a cross-border one-way audio and video transmitter empty-handed, what else do you want?"

"You! Still! Think! Want! What! Child! Mo Feisheng slapped five times in a row, and finally adjusted the frequency.

The frozen picture on the TV screen began to move, and Liang De flashed in front of Shi Yu as if he had a teleportation, and the distance between the two was less than 60 centimeters.

It is the comfortable distance of the Lu School.

A few instructors drank canned beer and pointed at the TV.

Dong Tianbao looked at the screen and couldn't help but say:

"Lao Chang, did your apprentice get into something in the dungeon, this shape is a bit powerful, spiritual pollution-level hardcore Furry, I'm on the other side of the "flag!" "The visual kei of the world, the orcs and the wine girl have never seen such an exaggeration. ”

Chang Xuanxuan was also puzzled: "Why is Ade not a shemale or a demon now, is there so much pressure to learn in the wolf mode." ”

Mo Feisheng was shocked: "What?!" Lao Dong, you used to go there to order a visual orc to accompany the wine, is the work pressure of the Kukai mercenary instructor so stressful. ”

"No, it's not me, it's my friend who went, I've only seen photos."

Only Zhao Tianji's face was cold as usual, the innate qi gathered in his eyes, and his divine thoughts continued to scan the layers of phantom images outside Liang De's body on the screen, and there were words in his mouth:

"Wolf head crab noodles, tiger bone ant muscles, bear heart leopard gall, badger skin turtle shell, turtle back volute...... Strange, with so many in vitro demonized organs in the direction of defense, why did he choose a volute, the mussel shell is also stronger than the volute. ”

"Lao Zhao, you don't understand." Yuan Tianren's old eyes were bright, "There is a kind of scaly gastropod snail in the deep sea, the volute contains a large amount of iron sulfide and aragonite, black and hard, this kind of dark volute is extremely strong, hitting it is the same as striking iron.

You see that the volute phantom on Ade's back is black, and it is obvious that he uses ordinary snails as demonization materials to trace back to his ancestors, and successfully awaken the talent of scaly horned gastropod snails. ”

Zhao Tianji suddenly realized: "It turned out to be a dark volute ......"

Liang De stood in front of Juan Shiyu with a big grin, the floating light and phantom of various demon talents were stacked layer after layer on him, and Juan Shiyu was lucky to barely see that there was still a faint personal appearance under the layers of phantoms.

Since ancient times, Dongguo has had a tradition of bringing together the characteristics of various animals.

The so-called dragon has nine likenesses, the horns are like a deer, the head is like a camel, the eyes are like a rabbit, the neck is like a snake, the belly is like a mirage, the scales are like a fish, the claws are like an eagle, the palm is like a tiger, and the ears are like a cow.

In order to inherit the classic Chinese culture, Liang De thought twice about naming this form, and excluded the two candidates of "Beast God General" and "Hundred Beast Clans Chowder Unit", and called the parallel form of multiple demonized organs - the descendant of the dragon!

Liang De, the descendant of the dragon, and Juan Shiyu looked at each other, and the two martial arts qi machines that were in tat-for-tat confrontation began to collide and rub, testing each other.

The ground that had been tamped and hardened when the second year of the Maritime School exited seemed to be trembling, and the smooth surface as a mirror appeared one after another with subtle cracks under the aftermath of the confrontation between the two qi machines.

Although the two of them had not yet made a move, and their extraordinary strength could not trigger it, the strong internal momentum energy had already interfered with the tiny particles around them, causing them to launch violent irregular movements under the pressure of True Qi.

The most obvious manifestation is that the air is distorted, the light is offset, and the scene between the two is blurred, and the space seems to be inlaid with a translucent frosted glass.

In the blurred and distorted inner aura of the air, it was as if everything in the world had been wiped out, red copper, amber, plain white, sea blue...... The light points of the inner qi that were constantly dissipating were shining brilliantly, like a broken galaxy flowing in the void.

In this shattered void of the galaxy, only Liang De and Juan Shiyu were left standing opposite each other.

The distance between the two is only 60 centimeters, but these 60 centimeters seem to be close to the end of the world.

Liang De advanced one foot, and then retreated one foot.

Liang De advanced an inch, and the judge retreated an inch.

Liang Dejin 1.33 cm, and the trial language retreated 1.332727453 cm.

Not only is it a sense of qi, but this woman's sense of space as a realm primordial walker is also six or seven zeros stronger than mine.

Liang De focused the martial artist's spiritual sense to the extreme, and only then could he barely sense the subtle difference in the sense of distance, and in the full-power spiritual sense, Liang De vaguely sensed that there was a very shallow and faint illusory sea of Xuan Qi between himself and the judgment language, as long as he took a step forward, this line would take a step back, and the judgment language after this line would automatically take a step back.

Liang De's martial artist Lingjue told him that neither fist and foot attacks nor long-range Gang Qi could break through this line, and no matter how far he hit the attack, Juan Shiyu would retreat to the corresponding safe distance in time.

It's like the horizon at the junction of the sea and the sky, which can never be reached, a line away, never reachable.

The true biography of Mo Feisheng of the Maritime Academy, the footwork of the melee mechanic - the first line of the sea and the sky.

Mo Feisheng still did not give up his dream of becoming a Southwest Sword Saint for a long time after creating the Illusory Sea Xuan Qi, for which he had spent decades going deep into the many worlds of the Warhammer system to study the tactics of melee mechanics, and worked as a battlefield engineer and forgester for a period of time, during which time he developed a lot of practical combat skills.

Can't catch up, can't get rid of it, and rubbing the mobile battery face to face with the enemy across the line, so that the opponent has no choice but to wait for the bombed sea and sky line, is one of the new melee concept starting styles designed by Mo Feisheng for melee mechanics.

Yes, a new melee concept.

Master Mo Feisheng, who adheres to the spirit of boldly pioneering the southwest, has always been t_give_a_fuck to the traditional concept, and whoever has an opinion will be the first to do it.

Which melee mechanic must use a power fist and a chainsaw sword?

Isn't firing a cannon at your turtle's pig skull a melee combat?

Yes, no problem, of course, the countless victims who were bombarded by his face had no objections, and occasionally fellow scholars raised questions, but soon their doubts became sparse and fragmented with me, and they couldn't become any climate.

It was only when Mo Feisheng, who was obsessed with melee heavy artillery, came back to his senses that he found that his Sword Saint Road had deviated by hundreds of thousands of kilometers......

……

Time passed by milliseconds, Liang De stalked in front of the interrogatory, and the pig advanced suddenly, but he never crossed the delicate line between men and women.

It was the first time he encountered the skill of the sea and sky line, which could offset space, and he had no clue how to crack the countermeasures.

Juan Shiyu has assembled a pair of head-mounted monolithic microscopes, the cylindrical lens keeps rotating, and the mirror screen displays the data of various demonic phantoms around Liang De's body.

In front of her, a half-human-tall sea-blue tablet floated in front of her, and her onion-like fingertips flexibly tapped on the tablet, and began to design and arm Liang De's special strange objects according to various data observed in real time.

She finalized the main design ideas and preliminary plans and sent them to the public group of the second year of the Maritime Academy.

Shang Dongshan is responsible for the design of the core power system, Zhang Yixing is responsible for the design of the cooling system, Xia Zi is responsible for the optimization of the fire control system, and Jian Pan is responsible for the ...... The plot will be produced after 3 minutes, and the first field test will start after 3 minutes and 45 seconds. ”

Outside the dark blue TV screen, Mo Feisheng drew dots on his hand, and the "A Drop in the Sea" series of mustard seed workshops in his palm instantly completed the optimization and armed test of the preliminary design of the trial language.

"How?" Chang Xuanxuan asked with concern.

"It's fierce, it's fierce, it's worthy of being Lao Tzu's most optimistic true disciple in the past three hundred years, your apprentice is going to finish......"

The current time is 7:52:25 a.m. on Saturday, 7 minutes and 35 seconds before the start of the final exam.