Chapter 80 falls

For a moment, Sioux City sensed the sensation of death that some of the Warriors who used the highest pain points in the discussion area claimed to feel. It was the praise he had thought they were just used to adding to the facts, and using the highest pain value for themselves.

To put it simply, it's a lie.

However, to Sioux City's pity, it doesn't seem to be a simple lie. In fact, it may not be enough to say that it is a sense of death, but the real and clear feeling is still shocking - including him.

The next moment, Su Cheng only felt that the qi qi in front of him suddenly turned white, and he found that with the appearance of the negative effect dizziness, his eyes suddenly lost the surrounding environment, and also lost the figure of the necromancer, leaving only the darkness after the white light subsided.

This was the first time he had been stunned by the enemy, and in fact, even in the fierce battle with low vitality, he had never lost control of his body. And what he can be sure of is that it feels bad.

Falling from the inky black steel body, Su Cheng didn't panic, he knew that this was the biggest crisis since he entered the game, but at the same time, he also understood that the more this was the case, the more he needed to calm down.

Staring closely at the vortex sign that represented dizziness in his sight, Su Cheng's heart frantically flashed with various predictions: Defense? Next attack? Dodge? Left or right? Stepping forward to fight back?

Half a second......

The vortex sign spun around quickly, and in his ears, there was a sharp sound of breaking through the air, which was more alarming than the silence of the new strong bow.

One second......

As soon as the vortex marked another turn, Sioux City's dizziness disappeared. He didn't have time to open his eyes, he didn't even have time to think, he just relied on his feelings, and he rolled to the left on the ground without thinking, and despite the disgusting mud and blood all over his body, he crawled out of the necromancer's attack range.

An amazing rumble that made people ring in the ears came from behind him, and it was only now that Sioux City really understood why the method of battle was called born from the battlefield. Teleportation Skills, Area Spells, Healing Spells, Spell Armor......

This pig can have these skills, and that's a pig born for the battlefield.

The wolf lay in the mud, and even though his lower body was soaked in a pool of water formed by the subsidence, Sioux City instantly stretched his body back and looked warily at the necromancer's position.

It was held with a one-handed hammer and severed arm in one hand, and the wound on its left arm quickly stopped bleeding under the treatment of the gray-white light, and formed a smooth epidermis, as if it had been a wound left many years ago.

As he was hurrying to carry out emergency treatment, the necromancer seemed to have spotted Su Cheng's gaze, it turned its head, pulled the corners of its mouth expressionlessly, and showed a strange smile, and went straight to Su Cheng without saying a word.

Before anyone arrived, a strong wind blew in the face, and four cyan tails attacked first.

However, until the necromancer set off to rush, the momentum of Su Cheng's downward spiral changed in vain, from the downwind of being caught off guard and defending and dodging everywhere, his movements suddenly became radical and ferocious, and he stepped out of the Fiore-style cut-off step, not retreating but advancing!

The mud splashed from the ground, the rain slid over his body, and at the moment of Su Cheng's attack, he felt that the things around him suddenly slowed down, and although the speed of the four cyan tails was fast, he could still clearly catch the fleeting traces.

However, capturing traces and reacting are two completely different concepts.

The staggering of the two sides was only an instant, and as the sharp sound of whistling passed by his side, Su Cheng felt the strong wind that blew his face painfully, and one of the tails even barely crossed his neck, bringing out a faint splash of blood.

It was just a small distance that was difficult to calculate, and the attack that would have been enough to cut his neck in half fell short!

Is it lucky?

Is it technology?

At this moment, even Su Cheng himself didn't know what this was all about, he only knew that his hard work had won him a glimmer of life, and he had won an opportunity that might just be a dying struggle.

Perfectly dodging the attack of the four tails, in the eyes of the necromancer, Su Cheng, who was covered in mud and blood, leaned forward strangely, as if lying on the ground, inexplicably detached from the attack line of the four tails, and rushed in front of it in an instant.

In fact, although this posture is strange and does not match the possibility of the human body, it is the best posture that Sioux City has come up with with the instantaneous acceleration of Fiore's cut-off, combined with reaction and attack prediction.

He even considered that the four cyan tails might be jointless tentacles, ready to roll and cut at any time to avoid the enemy's knee-jerk pursuit and make the fastest counterattack.

However, there were no surprises, and the necromancer was quite cooperative to meet Sioux City.

Su Cheng, who was about to bottom out, did not care that his body was about to bottom, and in an instant, he took another cut step against the opponent's body, and before the other party could make a move, the elbow blow with the strong momentum of the cut step had already smashed on its temple with a "bang".

The body fell to the right by inertia, and blood mixed with an unknown liquid spilled from the back of the mask, but Su Cheng didn't give it a chance to land at all, and instantly received a heavy knee blow, pushing its body back into the range of the fist.

The steel fist smashed its mask directly, and the broken mask stabbed into its face with the fist, but the scream did not sound as expected, only the exploding cyan tail that exploded with a bang.

The rain was pouring down, and the waterholes and mud were splashed all over the sky by the two of them.

Fighting to the death, one of them finally collapsed in the mud forever.

Looking at Melo and Masha in the distance, they didn't dare to move, or forgot to move. In fact, they never imagined that in this mission, they would be able to see and participate in a battle that is almost the best for players at this stage.

Of course, the strongest players at this stage belong to the still rare professionals, but the two believe that even among the professionals, there are not many people who can easily solve this player who is not a professional, but is better than a professional.

So the question is, who is this guy a professional gamer?

The first thing that can be excluded is those people in the Sean Bears Club, their second-tier professional players, Melo can recognize them even if he can't name them, but there is not even one of them who is so tall.

The second thing that can be ruled out is the Athlon Club - for the sake of secrecy, he simply did not invite people who were not familiar with them, and could not be them.

As for the remaining club and two player organizations, Melo was not familiar with it, and he couldn't figure out who this person was.

He looked at the tall figure standing silently in the rain, and muttered a little in his heart, recalling the information during this time, the Orthodox Cross Sect has never heard of such a powerful new face recently.