Chapter 585 The skills are not bad, but it's a pity that the strength is a little worse (1 more)

What's more, it's not just an enemy.

Just as the cat-faced mask jumps off, Luke's muzzle suddenly turns.

Bang bang!

Two sparks flew, and a faint blue lightning flashed in the other corner, revealing a burly figure again.

This figure is more burly and strong than the cat-faced mask, and the equipment on its body is basically the same.

However, it has two more circular holes under its cheeks and eyes, like four eyes. The mouth and cheeks of the mask are in the style of vertical stripes, which looks much more refined.

Luke tilted his head, the corners of his mouth curled, and muttered, "One-on-two, or two-for-one?" That's a problem. ”

However, after being hit by his bullet, the four-eyed mask, which had escaped from its invisible state, did not move, and still stood quietly in place.

The cat-faced mask standing across from Luke slammed his backhand behind his back, and a metal short stick appeared in his hand.

In the next moment, in the subtle metal flick sound of Qiang Qiang, two spearheads popped out from both ends of a metal short stick of about one and a half meters, turning into a metal spear with a height of more than two meters.

It roared at him, swirled the spear in its hand, and slowly approached.

Luke raised an eyebrow and glanced at the four-eyed mask behind it, which was still motionless: "Cold weapons? Singled out? ”

He tilted his head in thought, chuckled, put his pistol back in its holster, took two steps to the side, and pulled out the decorative spear in the hand of one of the statues.

This decorative spear is much larger, nearly three meters long, and the body of the spear is the thickness of a goose egg.

The cat-faced mask on the opposite side saw the spear he had gotten, and then he accelerated and rushed up, the double-headed spear in his hand dancing, constantly changing the attack route.

Luke pursed his lips, and a rarely used force erupted, and the decorative spear in his hand swept out with a whining sound.

The cat-faced mask almost subconsciously held his spear with both hands and raised his hand to block it.

Luke's spear, though a sweep, was surprisingly fast.

It raised its hands, and the heavy body of the spear smashed in front of it.

Clang!

With a loud metal crash, the cat-faced mask's body was swept away, and it crashed into the stone wall next to it with a thud.

Luke shook his head regretfully: "The skills are not bad, but it's a pity that the strength is a little worse." ”

In fact, the strength of the other party is not a little bit, but a big cut.

Coupled with the heavy weight of the decorative spear in his hand, the cat-faced mask suffered a small loss, and even the spear was thrown out.

Luke looked at the four-eyed mask that was still silent, and also thought it was interesting: Is this really a fair duel?

Over there, in the midst of a bang, the cat-faced mask, which had been swept away by the decorated spear, stood up, roared angrily, and rushed up again.

However, this time its steps were short, and its frequency and stride length were still changing, and with the spear in its hand dancing, it was obviously much more serious.

Luke chuckled and shook his head, "What's the use of anger unless you can be violent." ”

This time, he didn't rely on his strong strength to bully this guy again, and he held the middle of the spear with both hands to meet him.

With the sound of bells, the two spears collided violently in an instant.

The cat-faced mask's two-headed spear rapidly changes angles, stabbing, picking, slashing, and pulling smoothly, and the sharp spearhead always roams throughout Luke's body.

Luke, however, used the spear in his hand as a stick, using a slightly practiced backhand stick technique, plus a sensitive reaction and some prediction of hand-to-hand gun fighting, to control the rhythm, and every time the spear in the cat's face changed forward, he volleyed in advance.

For a moment, I saw the spear of the cat-face mask flying, but I couldn't even complete a complete attack action.

That feeling is like when one person raises his fist in a boxing blow, and the other person hugs it tightly and does not give him enough room to exert his strength.

The cat-faced mask roared angrily, and the spear in his hand drew a brilliant silver circle of light in the air, but it was fruitless.

Luke didn't learn any professional stick or marksmanship, but with the three points of agility 20, quick reaction, and hand-to-hand gun fighting, he ate the cat's face to death.

Its only superior spear skills could not be exerted at all in his extremely reliant close-fitting entanglement.

How much this obscene tactic is so adaptable that you can just think of a boxing champion who was so angry that he bit off a piece of his opponent's ear.

The grappling lasted for more than ten seconds, and Luke figured out the general details of the cat's face mask, and he had no intention of entanglement with it again.

The ornamental spear suddenly accelerated, and from the bottom up it was picked into the cat's hands, and the spears swept from side to side, striking at the wrists of both hands.

The cat-faced mask's hands were protected by arm armor and did not break off, but his hands were slackened for a moment by these two shocks.

Luke's spear took advantage of the momentum and slammed into the nearby stone wall.

The cat-faced mask was furious, but Luke didn't stop, and the decorative spear spun in a half-circle, and the lower half of the spear was slammed from the bottom up, between its crotch and legs.

With a dull click, the entire body of the cat-faced mask suddenly flew out of the air, crossed a distance of more than ten meters, and smashed into the wall under the four-eye mask.

Luke sneered, not looking at the cat-faced mask that had fallen under the stone wall.

Holding a decorative spear alone, he stretched out his empty left hand, stretched out his index finger and hooked it against the four-eyed mask: "It's your turn, come." ”

The four-eyed mask turned sideways, and the instrument in the mask scanned the cat-faced mask.

The cat-faced mask twitched in the corner, weak, unable to get up at once, and Luke had broken several of its hips just now.

The four-eyed mask finally moved.

It also jumped down like a cat's face, and stood more than ten meters away from Luke, also pulling out a folding double-headed spear from its back, and assuming an offensive posture.

With the strength of its legs, it ran and rushed towards Luke.

Instead of sweeping like he did with the cat's face, Luke moved with his feet, keeping the distance between the two within a certain range, but not close.

The ornamental spear in both hands was grasped with one hand and swept towards its ankles.

Four-Eyes reacted just as quickly, pumping his leg to dodge the sweep, and the two-headed spear pierced over.

Luke's heart perked: this guy is much stronger than that cat face, whether it is strength or reaction speed, it is at least thirty percent stronger.

His body rolled over, his eyes intertwined, and one hand was already moving rapidly around his waist to remove a tool.

The four eyes in the air just landed, and I felt a tightness under my feet, and a strong force came, and it was pulled upside down and flew back.

It reacted extremely quickly, and suddenly two wrist blades popped out of its left hand, grazing the soles of its feet.

The power from the ankle disappeared suddenly, and it rolled and then stood up and turned around, and its whole body slowly bowed, but it was about to attack with all its might.

On its right ankle, there is also a knot hanging there.

When the two sides staggered past just now, Luke's junior rope skills set a set for it.

However, Four-Eyes' reaction was really fast, and before he could exert his strength, it cut the rope with its wrist blade.