"Good marksmanship, brother."

In the ring, Diru Modal, who was held to the temple with a gun by Lis, changed his face, but he quickly adjusted his mood and said with a wry smile: "I admit defeat." ”

The continuous burst of mental power before, the consumption was already on the verge of the limit, not to mention that it was too late to block it when it was shot against the head, and it was impossible to block it.

"Concession."

Seeing this, Li Si also nodded lightly and put down the gun in his hand.

At this time, there is no point in killing Diru Modar, and once Diru Modar dies, it may be a three-way scuffle.

Collecting his gun and stepping out of the ring, Lees returned the two Stalker T30s, which had been almost used up with live ammunition, to Sen Angus.

"Jack, you were really a gunfighter?"

Sen Angus took the Stalker T30 and neatly opened the magazine to replace the two magazines, then handed the gun back to him, and asked with an expression of amazement.

Not only him, but the other Angus members who cheered and gathered over also projected fiery eyes, especially Yule, who was even more short of breath, and his body was trembling slightly.

"Gunfighting is just a name, you can think of it as a more advanced shooter."

Li Si nodded, but he didn't pick up the Stalker T30 handed over by Sen Angus, and after glancing at Cyril Cross, who had already gotten up, he waved his hand and said, "No need, it's melee combat later, I don't need this thing, and I'm not used to it." ”

“…… Not used to it? I'm not used to your gun fighting skills and still playing so slippery. ”

"Sure enough, it's Lord Jack, and he pretends to be so fresh and refined."

"Licking the dog will end up with nothing."

As soon as these words came out, the Angus hound next to him suddenly became noisy, speechless, worried, and sycophant, and all living beings were in different forms.

"Not Often...... It seems that the art of gun fighting has indeed become popular among the substitutes. ”

Sen Angus thought a little deeper, but the thought only passed by.

Although he still had some concerns because of the identity of the 'substitute', he didn't have much doubt about the identity of Li Si and Max at this time, so he continued to frown and persuade:

"Jack, Cyril is not easy to deal with, there is still a big gap between you and his physical attributes, it's better not to hold it up, take it, you can increase your chances of winning."

After all, winning Diru Modar is not winning the whole ring, and in the end, the output of these two mining holes ultimately depends on the results of the fight with Cyril, and losing is purely in vain, and he still knows very well in this major right and wrong.

Jack may not be weak in melee combat, but it is definitely impossible to be much stronger than Cyril Cross, and there may be hope of winning with the spear fighting technique just now when there is obviously a gap in attributes, but it is ...... with his bare hands

"I advise you to take it."

Cyril Cross got up and walked to the ring, sneering as he passed by.

"No, I have my own weapon."

Lees glanced at him, smiled at Sen Angus, and then followed into the ring.

"Master Jack!"

However, at this moment, Yule's voice stopped Li Si, and asked in a tangled and hesitant manner: "Can humans really master the gun fighting technique with more training?" ”

"Learn more, practice more, and you'll be fine."

Li Si was full of force, his steps paused slightly, and he walked to the other end of the ring with a cold word.

Well, I silently praised myself in my heart.

Being able to ask this sentence at least proves that in Yule's heart, the concept of 'Angus supremacy' has been shaken.

Master Li is tireless in teaching, and the re-education of rape is a great success.

……

"You don't use weapons?"

Standing opposite, Cyril Cross took out two daggers and held them against him, while frowning and looking at Lees empty-handed.

"Who said I don't need it."

Li Si smiled slightly, reviewed Ivan Vanke's classic movements in his mind, and threw his hands directly to the sides.

Click.

The small metal cylinders like nine-section whips were thrown out of Lis's cuffs one by one, and at the same time quickly tightened, turning into a whole metal long stick.

"Max, power!"

Li Si communicated Max in his heart, and the metal cylinder suddenly heated up rapidly, turning into an orange-red pillar of light after the metal was heated.

Jedi Laser Sword ...... Copycat.

From the lazy Saimuel Stern children's shoes, using the world's unique human flesh battery Max as an energy supply, extremely high temperature, cutting gold and jade, the only fly in the ointment is that there is no genuine laser sword with the feeling of 'buzzing' sound when wielded.

"Come on."

Grabbing the laser sword with both hands and dancing, Li Si, who didn't hear the sound effect, instantly felt like an X dragon without duang~duang~duang special effects, pouted, and made up his mind that after going back this time, he must emphasize the design concept of both forcing and practicality.

"Thermal Sword?"

Cyril Modal also frowned when he saw the laser sword in Lis's hand.

Judging from the scene just now, the lightsaber is completely made of heat-resistant metal, and the temperature contained in it is definitely not low.

This kind of thing is much more threatening than ordinary cold weapons, I am afraid that a large piece of flesh will be scorched if rubbed, and even the blood in the wound will be evaporated, so it can be said that as long as it is touched, it will be fatal.

Moreover, the weapon he used was only a short dagger, not only did he have to risk sticking to his body, but it was also very tricky to even block, not only did he have to endure the heat, but he had to scrap it if he was not careful.

This means that he has to solve his opponent without mistakes!

Despite this, Cyril Cross did not hesitate and rushed directly.

Sou!

"So fast."

Li Si couldn't help but shrink his pupils when he saw this.

Cyril Cross's speed was not at all the same level as his subordinates, and even his dynamic vision was difficult to capture, and all that came into his eyes was afterimage.

"Pandora, secondary processing of perceptual information."

Li Si's expression instantly became serious, and while commanding, he swept the two laser swords behind him with his own combat intuition.

Sou!

Not surprisingly, both swords fell into the air.

Cyril Cross, who had already circled and successfully approached, unexpectedly counteracted all the momentum, and retreated backwards with a somersault.

Fortunately, the laser sword was already light and fluttering, but there was no inertia, Li Si immediately regained his momentum, and did not retreat but advanced again.

Dynamic vision is not enough, Pandora comes to make up.

Although the intensity of the five senses itself has not changed, the brain itself will selectively blur a large number of perceptual signals, such as the afterglow of the viewing angle, which are ignored by the brain.

What Pandora does now is to intercept the signals of the five senses for secondary processing, extract the ignored information, and at the same time perform the same calculation and clear processing as the P diagram, and then forcibly transmit it to the brain.

With Pandora's assistance, perception could barely keep up with Cyril Cross's speed at this time.