44 My fist is my confidence
"Both! You've mistaken your goal! The firepower is so fierce, and then show it when you fight the boss in a while! Seeing the verbal conflict between the two, who loved him in his heart shouted.
I don't want to have a farce of infighting before cooperating, so I also dissuaded: "Everyone don't say a word, this boss still needs everyone's sincere cooperation." ”
"I don't think there's any point in cooperating with a level 13 trialist, such teammates will only drag everyone down."
The sad wind guest said coldly, undisguised his contempt for the pastor.
"You're only two levels above me, where do you get your confidence?"
Mu Xing knows that the setting after Nirvana highlights the value of free points, and the higher the level, the more free points, the more obvious the advantages obtained.
Mu Xing is not worried, although his level is not high, he believes that his potential value is definitely not low!
"Huh...... I have completed the ultimate nirvana, the level is higher than yours, the equipment is better than yours, where do you say I got my confidence? ”
The sad wind guest stood proudly, and his demeanor was slight.
After hearing what Mu Xing said, he felt a little strange in his heart: "Don't he know that 10 points of potential is not the upper limit at all?" ”
Of course, he will not take the initiative to correct the other party's mistakes, and if possible, he hopes to reinforce the other party's self-righteous ideas.
"In my plane, there is a great man who once said that battles are fought by people, not by data."
"So you're pretty good at fighting, huh? Where do you get your confidence? ”
The sad wind guest looked directly at Mu Xing, and there was a clear provocation in his eyes.
Mu Xing waved his fist and replied without showing weakness: "My fist is my self-confidence!" ”
"Do you dare to fight?"
"Why don't you dare?"
The three of them looked at each other, why did the verbal discord escalate into PK again? Can we still have fun together?
Xinluo wanted to step forward to stop it, but was pulled by Xindong.
"Forget it, even if the two can't fight, one will have to go for a while."
"Why?"
"Because they don't like each other, don't talk about cooperating with each other when fighting bosses, it's good not to stumble on each other."
"Oh - so you just watch them pinch and whoever wins in the end and who stays?"
"Correct solution!"
"Despicable!"
"Go! How to speak? I'm your brother! ”
"I'm telling the truth."
In the field, Mu Xing and Sad Wind Ke both stood still and confronted each other.
There are two modes of PK between trialists, one is the hunting mode, and the other is the competition mode, also known as planting flags.
In the PK of the Sparring mode, the losing team will be forced to keep the last 1 health and will not actually be killed.
The fact that Mu Xing and the Sorrowful Wind Guest did not choose the sparring mode tacitly shows that they are both confident in themselves, and they both want the other party to reduce the trial time by one hour.
"Which of them will win?" Fate Qingling asked.
"Sad wind, after all, the level and equipment are superior. Although Zero may be a master, this master is the evaluation given by my sister, and I don't know how much water there is. "Whoever the heart loves nods while talking, and has a great grasp of his own calculations.
"I'd like to win at zero." Xinding was silent for a while, and then spoke.
"Why?" The other two spoke in unison.
"Because Zero wins, we have a better chance of overthrowing the BOSS."
“……”
At this time, the two people in the field moved!
With a long sword in hand, the Sorrowful Wind Guest rushed straight over, and Mu Xing also rushed forward, but the landing point under his feet formed a twisted zigzag.
"Slash!"
The Sorrowful Wind Man let out a loud shout and slashed down with sword power in both hands. Mu Xing flashed sideways, leaned forward, and was about to crash into the other party's arms and start a close hand-to-hand combat with the other party.
A sneer appeared at the corner of the sad wind's mouth, this top-down force split was a trap, deliberately making the opponent feel that the move was old, and he had the opportunity to enter the white blade empty-handed, and the next move was a killing move.
The long sword that was originally slashed turned instantly, cutting towards Mu Xing's body at a faster speed, aiming at the position of Mu Xing's throat, which is the rhythm of a sword beheading.
The Sadder was already expecting to see a big yellow number, but unfortunately, there was not even a single white word, which showed that the pastor had avoided this killing blow.
The previous action of Mu Xing leaning forward was also a feint, and he had already retreated when the Sorrowful Wind Ke retracted his sword, and at this time, the opponent's ambush failed, which was the stall where the action was stagnant.
Taking advantage of this moment, Mu Xing stepped forward again, raised his right fist, and slammed it towards the head of the Sorrowful Winder.
Makiyuki's fist seems to surround a fire, which is caused by the infusion of fire energy into the body through fire control.
Bang!
A punch hit the sad wind and faced the door.
1650! Weakness attacks take effect.
If it were in reality, someone would definitely lose the ability to resist if they received a heavy punch to the head, but in the Tianyu Continent, the mirror image would not have functional disorders, so the Sad Wind Ke fought back.
Mu Xing did not retreat, but advanced, and turned behind the sad wind with great agility, and hit the opponent's waist and eye with another punch.
660
At this time, nearly half of the blood bar of the Sorrowful Wind Ke had been knocked off, and Mu Xing didn't even take out the stone jar, and he was completely hand-to-handed.
The Sorrowful Wind Guest should have divided the free points to strength and physical strength, with thick blood and high attack, and outstanding advantages.
Mu Xing is also comparing his own way of adding points with the advantages and disadvantages of the opponent, and it turns out that no matter how high the opponent's damage is, he doesn't even have a chance to hit himself.
With the support of super agility and the state of mind without anything and no self, Mu Xing feels like a child, who can keep his opponent busy but can't catch a single hair.
With such determination, Mu Xing was not in a hurry to attack, but played hide and seek with the sad wind.
Every time, when his opponent's sword tried to hit him, he narrowly avoided it, and every time, when his fist was about to hit the opponent's vital point, he would retract by itself.
Once or twice is enough, ten seconds and twenty seconds are enough, when the battle lasted for two minutes, and after dozens of times Mu Xing "escaped" under the blade, even a fool could see that Mu Xing was deliberate.
"It can't be!"
The Sorrowful Wind Guest is now out of order, and the big sword in his hand slashes randomly.
You can't blame him for this, the opponent clearly disrespects you and is playing you, but you can't beat him, and no one can stay calm at this time.
"Coward! Will you hide? It's kind of hard to come once! ”
The sad wind man roared, his heart was full of anger and unwillingness, how could he be forced to this point by a person two levels lower than himself?
"Doesn't your cerebral cortex have folds?"
When he went around behind the sad wind again, Mu Xing made a move, 1650! Full Blow, Weakness Damage! The corpse of the Sorrowful Wind Guest fell to the ground, and gradually turned into a streamer and flew away.
"I can kill you without a drop of blood, why fight with you?"