Chapter 1281: Young, Senior Brother

The player below let out an exclamation, there had obviously not been a case of player death in the ring before, but the level of the two fighters on the stage obviously far exceeded the level of ordinary players, and also exceeded the upper limit of this ring.

Only the lowest level of accidental spell arrays were installed in the ring, and the speed of Long Ze's blow just now had already exceeded its reaction speed.

When the ring was consciously launched to eject Xu Yichen, the demon hunter burst the magic bubble that ejected the player safely with one hand!

Xu Yichen calmly turned his head sideways, blood splattered in the ring on the spot, Long Ze's Fang Tian painting halberd was strange, there was obvious paralysis when the blade entered the body, freezing and other states, and it was still sucking his blood.

He didn't care about being injured, if the other party had the ability to behead him, he probably didn't have much to do, but now this kind of wound he could heal in fifteen seconds!

Moreover, except for a few Great Demon-level Chaos Demons in the Far South, there were very few things that dared to hit his blood.

Xu Yichen turned on the [Pure Fire], and the silver flame ignited Long Ze's Fang Tian Painting Halberd in the blink of an eye along his blood, and the weapon was like eating something unclean, the cyan and silver flames mixed together, constantly twisting, and at the same time fed back that discomfort to Long Ze.

Long Ze ignored the burning sensation in his body, as a black coat, using his will to defeat the nerve signals of physical feedback was already a basic operation, and all qualified black coats could almost drag a seriously injured body in a bloody battle, doing what others could only do by fighting with doping.

But this kind of serious injury does not include the carotid artery being severed, Long Ze's eyes widened as he watched the wound on Xu Yichen's neck quickly stop bleeding and begin to heal, his throat surged a few times, and he didn't know what to say to express his feelings.

How do you fight this kind of 'monster' that can recover quickly? Although it was a bit disrespectful to say this to his senior brother, Long Ze clearly remembered that the last time they hunted a centipede spirit with a quick recovery ability in the north, they relied on the saturated firepower bombardment of the alchemists, and then used expensive bone water to suppress the recovery of the other party's injuries.

Although the total length of that centipede essence was more than twenty meters, and Xu Yichen was only less than two meters, Long Ze did not have bone water in his hand, and he could not summon the support of the Fang Shi group.

Long Ze suddenly felt that he was ahead of Xu Yichen for more than three years of game time, three game levels, and as a result, there was no gap in terms of equipment, attributes, or natural skills.

After a few rounds, Long Ze glanced at his Fang Tian Painting Halberd with some distress, constantly fighting with the sawtooth with the fine gold plating, and the loss of the weapon was too great.

"Senior brother!" Long Ze dodged the sweep of the [War Calamity] sword with a roll, and hurried to shout, of course he could block that attack, but he was reluctant, he could only dodge through tactical rolling, he estimated that the cost he spent on equipment maintenance this time would exceed a hundred gold coins: "Senior brother, pause!" ”

The players below immediately began to coax, thinking that the black coat was nothing more than that, Xu Yichen's shocking gaze as the [Black Wolf Lord] scanned the whole audience, and the scene suddenly fell silent.

Patchouli, the kitten-man knight, stiffened at that time, and fell backwards on the big cat that appeared in time, and it took a long time to recover.

Peters are more sensitive to this deterrent effect, but correspondingly, their resistance to enchantment and corruption is far greater than that of humans.

"What's the matter?" Xu Yichen interacted with his neck, where the wound had completely healed.

"I can't afford to beat Senior Brother!" Long Ze had completely conceded defeat in terms of momentum, and just held on to his last hope and said, "Can you fight without weapons?" Let's fight the game, as before, and calculate the points to win or lose! ”

Otherwise, you can't cut it to death, and I'm embarrassed by your barbaric style of not caring for your own weapons!

"Okay." Xu Yichen is very happy to leave a deep and comprehensive memory on his back, after all, frustration education is the education method that Huang Laoxie has always instilled in them.

The big sword was plunged into the ground by the demon hunter, and he moved his wrist: "You should know that I didn't just take swordsmanship in the sword holding hall, right?" I'm also the record holder for a winning streak in hand-to-hand combat. ”

"Of course I know, senior brother, I have been living in your shadow, how can I not know about your records and glorious deeds." Long Ze carefully put Fang Tian's halberd into the storage space, and at the same time felt that he might be pressed on the head by the other party in the game, and his heart was horizontal: "The current champion of the Sword Holding Pavilion's hand-to-hand combat winning streak is me, senior brother, I have been trying to break through myself since you left." ”

"Let's fight first, let me see if the level of the Sword Holding Pavilion has decreased after I am gone." The Demon Hunter pulled the distance between himself and Long Ze with an arrow step, and opened his bow left and right to attack Long Ze's fist with his hook fist.

Although Xu Yichen has dozens of hand-to-hand fighting skills that can kill him with one blow, when dealing with an opponent like Long Ze, unless the other party shows a flaw, don't try to kill him with one blow, which is not only an insult to him, but also an insult to himself.

For players of their level, a talent like [Lightning Reflex] is already standard, and Long Ze can completely keep up with Xu Yichen's speed.

It wasn't until Xu Yichen turned on the [Red Time] state again that Long Ze was instantly hit in the soft abdomen, but he restrained his physiological reaction and responded with a more resolute attitude.

The Demon Hunter's hard finger bones slammed down on the oncoming bone of the opponent's calf, but unfortunately Long Ze's unarmed attack could only stop at the level of an ordinary weapon, and it couldn't break Xu Yichen's defensive talent [Bathing in Divine Blood] at all.

"The reaction is slow, the posture is deformed, your coach for hand-to-hand combat is Lao Li, right?" The demon hunter grabbed Long Ze's right hand with one hand, and a shoulder fall picked Long Ze one by one, and in the process of falling, he also used the technique of throwing a whip, throwing Long Ze to the ground, and shaking off the opponent's arm.

He didn't even need a joint skill to relieve Long Ze's combat effectiveness, because he was too familiar with the opponent's routine.

"There is a chance to tell Lao Li that he will retire if he doesn't improve, don't mistake people's children, you just say that I said this." The demon hunter patted Long Ze's face and let go of his hand, and Long Ze's captured arm fell to the ground softly, like an inflated rubber hand.

"I will." Long Ze turned over, if it weren't for the fact that his physical attributes were strengthened in the front in the game, he would have been a consequence of a high paraplegia just now, which was a technical crush.

The Lao Li in Xu Yichen's mouth is one of his masters in the Sword Holding Pavilion, and the other party said before that the talent of their master and apprentice is limited, and there is limited room for improvement in martial arts in this life, and now he understands what it means.