Chapter Seventy-Five—Spike

This shows the gap between the strength of the book and the ordinary player, and other magicians will inevitably be nervous and panicked when they are close to each other. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info But she was unhurried, and every action seemed to be in her plan.

You Longbi rushed straight away, the range of the poisonous swamp is not large, about three or four meters in diameter, but as long as it is around like this, it is quite annoying. You Long looked at the book, but made a move that made the bookish and picturesque stunned.

I saw that when You Long was running close to the poisonous swamp, the spear in his hand was slammed into the ground, and the barrel of the gun was twisted and bent. The next moment, You Long's figure jumped up, and the curved gun barrel instantly became straight, driving You Long's body to fly violently!

The book was stunned.

This is......

Pole vault?!

Oh, my God!

Pole vaulting with a spear?

But just as the book came back to her senses, You Long had already jumped over the poisonous swamp and descended from the sky to approach her at an astonishing speed! At this moment, the calligraphy finally showed a trace of panic, and the staff in his hand subconsciously cast a rebound fire ring......

But it didn't even come out.

Bounces the ring of fire with a cooldown of twenty seconds.

Even if the cooldown of the Phoenix Ring is halved, it will still take ten seconds of cooldown. Playing the rebounding fire ring many times, You Long has mastered the cooldown time of the rebounding fire ring.

And now, it's time for the bookish rebound to cool down.

Burst! A shot was stabbed in the body of the book, and the next moment her end was already doomed.

The magician is approached by the close warrior, and the only way to end up is death. The bookish mood does not just give up the struggle, and even when the rebound fire ring cools down, it is immediately used. But......

The Ring of Rebound Fire is a 180-degree arc knockback skill. If you cast it in front of you from a distance of one meter, there is almost no chance that the opponent will dodge...... Unless you retreat until you escape the range of the Bounce Fire Ring, the original intent of the Bounce Fire Ring is to knock back the ability to create space for the mage to cast spells, and this kind of backlash is not much different from being hit.

But when this ring of reflected fire is at a distance of this close flesh, the cast range of one hundred and eighty degrees ...... It may just be that You Long turned around and moved behind his back and hid, which is the subtlety of the pinching skill. If it had been a weaker warrior, he might have been repelled by the ring of bouncing fire again, but there was no if.

Before the book was killed, I was still thinking, is this man a man, a woman like me can bear to kill it......

The book turned into a cloud of white light and disappeared into the Seal Tower, and the poisonous swamp on the ground disappeared with it.

Only players in the Sealed Tower are in their own formation, and they start to occupy the countdown.

You Long, who is idle, has time to watch the team channel.

But he was shocked to find that the names of the Soul Lock and the Autumn Wind Wolf had been grayed.

And Hades's HP is also in danger, with less than one-third left.

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Hades' gaze was extremely grim, and at the same time, he was also a little lamented by the passage of time.

That's technology!

If it's a game like the previous War of Gods and Demons, which is still based on keyboard and mouse control, how can the action be so detailed?

Although the shield in the hand of the man in front of him was only a small round shield, in his eyes, it was like an impassable mountain! Own Attack ...... Not even a single hit on him.

And the white-faced scholar is also quite interested in Hades.

It was the first time he had seen someone who could survive such a number of moves under him, especially an ordinary person.

It's his reflexes and his hand speed...... The white-faced scholar quickly understood, and at the same time was a little amazed at the talent of his opponent. This is completely the suppression of talent, and an ordinary mortal with no training relies on natural reflexes and terrifying hand speed to make up for this gap in strength.

But......

That's all, the white-faced scholar has no intention of playing. If I had changed my usual life, I wouldn't have fought him for a long time. But now he had seen the name of the book, the sword, the enmity, and the bookish love and painting ashes.

President...... How much material is very clear to the white-faced scholar. But this woman is not simple, and it is quite a headache to solve her problem if she really wants to change it. But it's also limited to headaches, and the real strength of oneself is not something that people like swords, swords, enmity, and calligraphy can imagine.

At this time, the white-faced scholar thought of ...... The president and the woman are all the way, that is, it is possible for someone to be two against two...... Or did a one-on-two solve them?

Thinking of this, the white-faced scholar was happy to see the hunt, anyway, the bottom of these three people had already been explored by him. In other words, I'm tired of playing.

The white-faced scholar who had been on the defensive and occasionally counterattacked suddenly burst out!

Hades was startled, the dagger in his hand had been danced into an afterimage by him!

Knort. The dagger narrowly blocked the white-faced scholar's sword, but Hades had not reacted to a kick in the chest, knocking Hades down. The white-faced scholar's face was unwavering, and he jumped up and slashed at Hades, who was struggling to get up in embarrassment!

Sou.

Shadow Strike!

Hades disappeared in place, and the next moment it was actually with the white-faced scholar, but Hades's face was extremely desperate, and the dagger in his right hand was about to stab at the white-faced scholar but was blocked by the small round shield.

The white-faced scholar's hand holding the shield pushed forward, and after swinging Hades, the long sword in his hand stabbed forward! Hades couldn't react, and was stabbed in the shoulder with a sword, causing his face to distort in pain. After the siege of the city, he felt the increase in strength brought about by the pain sensitivity, and he resolutely increased the sensitivity to 80 percent.

You're a good kid. The white-faced scholar spoke calmly, even though he looked younger than Hades, but in the world where strength is respected, it is not an exaggeration to call Hades a brat.

But I'm sorry, you'd better die obediently. As soon as the long sword in his hand fell, Hades' unwilling face froze, and then turned into a cloud of white light and disappeared in place.

Only players in the Sealed Tower are in their own formation, and they start to occupy the countdown.

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Thirty minutes after the narrow road encounter, there were three people left in the scholarly generation: a white-faced scholar, a book with ten thousand books, and a bookstore junior. And there are only two people left in the Twin Cities Alliance: You Long and Wang Shi, who doesn't know where to go.

After You Long occupied this sealing tower, he left immediately.

There are five Sealing Towers, one on your own side and one in the hands of the enemy.

There are three left......

Bite. A Seal Tower is occupied by the enemy. Just as he was thinking about it, another voice came. In other words, the scholarly generation now occupies two sealing towers, and there is only one on their own. As for Wang Shi...... You Long didn't have much hope, although he was very confident in his strength, but limited to his profession, Wang Shi couldn't do much.

One against three...... You Long rubbed his hands, and his eyes showed fire: it seemed to be funny.

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The white-faced scholar also walked quietly, and he didn't deliberately look for it. After all, this is a purple continent, but he always feels that no matter which direction he goes...... There will always be a Seal Tower. After all, this is the mode of occupation, not the mode of hide and seek or bet on luck.

Soon, the white-faced scholar's footsteps stopped.

In view, a fiery red mask slowly walked this way.