Chapter Twenty-One: El as a Teacher
"Whew!"
Metal arrows slashed across the body of the gun, which was also metal, bursting with sparks. Ming Yanwei subconsciously deflected her hand at an angle when she saw Haoran resisting with [Infinite Sand Eagle], but then the pitch-black muzzle was ruthlessly aimed at herself!
"Bang!" The sound of gunfire whistled past my ears.
Ming Yanwei's keen intuition allowed him to dodge this bullet, and he actually used the [Sand Eagle] he had given him to resist the arrow! Also to the ruthless quasi-own head! That once powerful man wants to kill himself! At this moment, countless memories of the alien star surged in the hearts of the Yiren, the promises of the past, the seemingly indifferent guards, the teachings that guided him to live, and the ...... Why, my heart hurts......
Ah~ Can't cry, can't cry, this is still fighting! "So, men, are the most hated and unreliable creatures in the world!" Ming Yanwei suddenly became extremely cold.
Haoran clearly felt that Ming Yanwei's momentum had changed sharply, and he saw a pair of shining wings suddenly rise behind her, "Light Spirit Strengthening?!" β
"Yes, this is my strengthened bloodline, Haoran, do you know, your performance just now made me force, no, and, wait, ground, think, and kill you!"
, what did you do wrong just now, so that Ming Yanwei suddenly "blackened"? Haoran was puzzled, and he didn't have time to solve him. Ming Yanwei jumped into the air and was an arrow, "Arrow of Light-!" β
This is a skill given by bloodline, plus the weapon [Traces of the Moon] can also provide an enchanted arrow according to the bloodline, and the estimate of [Insight] to guess is also [Arrow of Light], so the power of the bonus is not as simple as one plus one!
As the name suggests, this arrow is one word, fast! In the previous scenario, the maximum output can accurately intercept a nuclear bomb, neither the range nor the power can be said.
"Whoa!" A dazzling streamer swept through, and Haoran was directly pierced through Ke's chest! The look of surprise still lingered on his face, as if he hadn't reacted.
"Haoran was killed so easily, ?!!"
Just when everyone thought it was over, Haoran's "corpse" did not fall, but slowly dissipated!?
"Infinite Atmospheric Form, Convection Suit, Open-!" A voice suddenly appeared behind her, and Ming Yanwei looked back and saw a silver light, "Huh-!" The broken wings of light were mixed with a little green silk, and at this moment, the Yiren controlled his body and deflected a little forward to avoid the sword.
At this moment, the expression of disbelief changed roles, "How is it possible?!" β
At the moment of high-speed movement, he could manipulate the gas coat of the same model with his own will, and use optical refraction to cause visual deception, Chu Xuan's eyes flickered with an image like a computer screen, and he already understood the operation of Haoran's move just now.
Ming Yanwei was forced to fall from mid-air, and sneered on the ground for a few meters before standing firm, Haoran did not take advantage of this gap to make further attacks, at this moment his body seemed to have no weight, like a feather slowly falling to the ground.
What kind of move is this? Some of the onlookers said that it was [Shadow Step], some speculated that it was [Instantaneous Technique], and even more appeared [Instantaneous Step] [Moon Step] and other brain holes.
The one who has the most say is Durant, who has strengthened the [Air Fruit] with a hellish expression on his face, and he mutters something in his mouth. "That guy is neither [Shadow Step], nor [Instantaneous Technique] [Instantaneous Step] [Moon Step], I'm afraid I can't tell what it is, but I feel like it's straight to the essence, damn it, why didn't I think of using it like this!"
Taking advantage of this gap, Haoran had a little speculation about why Ming Yanwei suddenly broke out, presumably the two of them had a close past with a gun, and a very rogue tactic flashed in his mind: as soon as he attacked, he used the sand eagle to resist, and his feelings for the past must bypass the destruction pistol, so that there would be more gaps to fight back, but he immediately vetoed it, and the negative impact was afraid that it would further anger the other party, even if he won the battle, he couldn't ask anything.
(The mental space is also crazy to see the clones of memories: think about a beep, fight, what a good chance to pursue.) οΌ
For the first time, Ming Yanwei felt that something was wrong with her [intuition]. From the attack just now, she had a very vague sense of Haoran's next step. This is dangerous for an archer, which means that the aim is out of sight. No, how could he lose, anyone can do it, but he can't lose to him, a few fragmented thoughts passed through his mind. Trying to get rid of useless distractions, when Haoran landed, Ming Yanwei also took the bow and pulled the string again.
"One string and multiple arrows?" Haoran is very confident that Ming Yanwei definitely does not understand advanced mathematics and quantum mechanics. The move he just launched can be said to be the use of the [Uncertainty Principle], the previous battle deliberately spoke, and the air in the body that he spit out was used as a matrix cloud, and due to the rapid diffusion of air, the battle arena had unconsciously shifted towards Haoran.
However, there is an obvious flaw in his [Speculative Step]: Area.of.Effect, commonly known as AOE large-scale attack. Haoran [Insight] kept it open and looked at Ming Yanwei, and did not feel a large energy fluctuation, it should not be an AOE attack, then it was to use the number to make up for the vagueness of the [Intuition].
"[Multi Shot]?"
Oh, let your [Unpredictable Steps] directly face the [Intuition]! At the moment when Ming Yanwei released the strings, Haoran also attacked.
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After returning to the world of Godzilla, Haoran has been doing intensive physical adaptation exercises in the Rocky Mountains. Even with him, he also practiced swordsmanship. Speaking of swordsmanship, the first knee-jerk reaction was [Six Swords], Zhao Fukong had performed and admitted to stealing the swordsmanship of the clone.
The detailed explanations of each move and style of the [Six Swords] flashed through my mind one by one, and when I opened the [Insight], it felt like I was reviewing, this was not an illusion, after trying a few times, Haoran used the first sword - [Death]!
Al, who saw everything in his eyes, didn't stop Haoran's cheating behavior. Although this is a trick, in his eyes, the hard-working Haoran will not go astray because of this.
In this way, day after day, when Haoran practiced [Xia Lan], Al suddenly proposed to practice with the boy, and the content of the sparring was just a simple sword competition. "Don't think about it, I learned swordsmanship when you shared information with me, and now I'm going to start fulfilling my duties."
"Duties?" Haoran rubbed his tired eyes and asked curiously.
"How do you think I got here?" The air around him seemed to be empty for a moment, and the atmosphere was about to freeze, and Al let out a soft sigh with a dangerous smile.
Intuition told Haoran that El was going to explode, don't touch his moldy head, but he faintly felt that it was related to Su Han, thinking of this, Haoran tried to ask: "Will you become my strict teacher like teaching Alto?" β
"I'm very smart, worthy of a family, and I have the value of being calculated." Al put away his momentum, as if nothing had happened, picked up a branch from nearby at random, and smoothed the branch on it with his fingers, after doing all this, Al hooked his finger at Haoran lightly, "Come on, attack with all your might!" β
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"[Multi Shot]!" The muscles of Ming Yanwei's right arm tightened the sleeve of the team uniform, and the next three arrows per string of arrows were fired, and several waves had been shot out in just a few seconds, and the dense cluster of arrows was like the fire suppression of an elite archer in a row.
γGuess the stepγ! Haoran is naturally familiar with the use of pace, and every time he appears at a point, his brain has undergone complex and huge instantaneous calculations. [Intuition] is really a troublesome ability, every time Haoran appears, the movements are different, or parry, or sideways, or leaning back, or hunching forward, but every time he makes a defensive move, it must be the place where Ming Yanwei's [Multiple Shot] happens to cover.
When Haoran randomly appeared near Ming Yanwei, she was always able to spread her light wings in time, jumped back and took a big stride to widen the distance, and then looked back at an arrow, and the two sides fell into a stalemate stage of back and forth. Being in a state of gene lock is very physically demanding, and both of them invariably realize that whoever slacks first is the loser.
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"Wow~~~~" Haoran was picked away by Al with a wooden stick, revealing a wail of defeat. And rightfully so! Haoran was full of broken thoughts, this was not a level of battle at all. No matter what angle, any distance, it was a defeat, Al never fouled, and the previous conversation made Haoran suspect that El was carrying revenge.
The wooden stick in Al's hand shattered into powder and drifted away in the wind in a familiar way, "You have memorized the three swords, and they are used naturally, without any jerky feeling. Techniques and moves have reached this point, and they are already at the limit. But Haoran, you don't need to practice hard every day in the future, and there is no need to study and ponder swordsmanship too much. β
Haoran was stunned when he heard this, and he was puzzled: "Ah~ Why?" Al, if I don't practice diligently, I'll become more and more rusty and regress, right? Besides, the power of the latter moves is pretty good, and I haven't even learned it yet. β
"You've reached your limits on swordsmanship, your skills and moves. Besides, you are open and hanging, [insight into the laws of the operation of things], you are learning all the time, and the passive function of the treasure on your ears seems to be very clear to you, for example, a very powerful CPU, which greatly relieves the mental pressure caused by your ability to launch. β
Haoran asked more: "Do you know the name of this treasure?" β
"Heh~" Al chuckled, "In your impression, I've been to so many worlds, do you care about any treasures?" With your wisdom, it should not be difficult to understand that relying on external objects can never surpass the person who created the object. β
"Not only on my ears, but also your eyes, I have seen countless different pupils: the Eye of Death, the Pupil of Destruction, the Eye of Surveillance, the Eye of Sharing, the White Eye, the Eye of Reincarnation, the Eye of Foresight, the Eye of the Pivot, the Eye of Death, the Eye of Fire, the Eye of the Celestial, the Eye of the Damned, the Eye of the Scorch, the Eye of Stigmata, the Eye of Evil, the Eye of Odo, the Eye of Prosthetics, the Eye of Hypnosis, the Eye of Replication, the Eye of Calamity, the Eye of Illusion, the Eye of Geass, the Eye of Truth, the True Eye of the Evil King, the Eye of Yin and Yang, ......"
"Hey, Al, I'm off topic!" Haoran couldn't help but interrupt: "My eyes are just the visual sensory information feedback brought by the awakening superpower, not the ability of the eyes, but I think I can also develop the spirit of the other four senses and even the sixth sense." As for the ...... that hangs on my ears Uh, bluetooth headphones, well, I'll have a chance to look it up. β
For Haoran's interruption, Al didn't care, "Your starting point is higher, and I won't talk nonsense with you if you have some basics." I have traveled many worlds and observed many interesting objects, such as the Invincible Stream, the Genius Stream, the Waste Wood Stream, the System Stream, the Bloodline Stream, the Mutation Stream, the Virus Stream, the Crossing Stream...... In the end, only Alto, who was an indigenous, survived. The main god space you are in belongs to the system exchange stream. Judging from your information sharing, many people are beautiful building blocks, and the ability of IMBA in various subjective understandings is a system or the ashes of their own D.i.Y. You have to face up to your own power, you can use the Lord God to become stronger, but you can't rely on it to transcend and take that crucial step. β
"Depends on a foreign object and never surpasses the person who created it? Fu Xi ......" Haoran flashed such a name in his mind, and then about the shocking story called "Infinity", a sense of powerlessness swelled in his heart.
Seeing Haoran's confused appearance, the corners of Al's mouth curled up in an evil arc, "The more you know, the more difficult it is to cross, just look at your appearance and know that you think too much, now I ask you: In the infinite multiverse, which onion are you?" β
"I ......" [Fengshen Plan], [Kyushu Ding Plan]...... Haoran thought about it and replied very simply: "Naturally, it's nothing." β
"So," Al suddenly burst out with an incomparably confident and invincible aura that looked at the world, and asked with a smile, "What kind of onion is the person or thing you are worried about in the infinite multiverse?" The universe is very large, and it is not the absolute center of the flood. β
Clicking on the key words, Haoran was touched first, and then his heart was inexplicably relaxed, the purpose of the previous question was to see if he had the capital to participate in the game, don't take himself too seriously, and the latter question, with enough power, it is necessary to pay attention to those who are doing it, and the unpleasant ones are all blown up, and the young man showed a long-lost smile: "I know, thank you, Al, let's continue." β