Hearing Gong Bing's surprised tone, Lancer was a little convinced that Gong Bing didn't know anything about it.

"It is generally recognized that human-level martial artists are generally difficult to match with second-level abilities, while third-level abilities and heaven-level martial artists are generally in the middle of the best."

It seemed that he had been lying down for a long time and was a little uncomfortable, and Lancer moved his body.

"You mean that a human-level martial artist is no match for a second-level ability?"

"Who knows about this kind of thing, maybe there are also martial artists in the human level realm who can defeat second-level abilities, anyway, I have heard this information from others, whether you believe it or not is your problem."

Seeing that the other party did not speak again, Lancer continued.

"And the biggest difference between a heaven-level martial artist and a third-level ability is the lifespan, anyone who can reach the heaven-level martial artist can live to at least two hundred years old, while the lifespan of a third-level ability is no different from that of ordinary people. But I've heard that there are a few special abilities that can live longer, but I don't know the specifics. ”

"What is the existence of the fourth-level ability?"

Lancer glanced at Gong Bing, shook his head and said.

"I've only heard of a fourth-level existence above the third level, and I don't know if there really is a fourth-level ability, this is just my hearsay, it's similar to an urban legend in our ability world, maybe there really is, after all, the world is so big, isn't it?"

Due to the experience in his previous life, Gong Bing was not too surprised that there was really a special ability in this world, after all, he even had real martial arts, even if it was even more mysterious than Qi Zihan's national art.

As a martial artist, now that he had heard that a human-level martial artist was not the opponent of a second-level ability, this tone that was almost akin to a conclusion made him feel a little unhappy.

So far, the person with the highest strength he can contact is Master Luo Xiaohu, if the other party gets serious, with his current strength, even if he plays with all his strength, he can't hold two moves, after all, he doesn't even have a grasp of the shock at this time, let alone how to resist.

Therefore, Gong Bing guessed that Luo Xiaohu's strength should be at the high level or even the peak, as for the curator Luo Dakai...... Since Gong Bing entered Luo Wu, except when he officially became an inner disciple, he has never seen the curator make a move, so it is difficult to judge his strength.

Gong Bing also guessed that the curator was a heaven-level martial artist, but the curator was about sixty years old this year, if he was really a heaven-level martial artist, he would have a lifespan of at least two hundred years, and his appearance at this time would never be so old.

All in all, if the other party's words are not wrong and they don't deceive themselves, then with their current strength, if they are against those who are above the second level......

Both of them were thinking about their own thoughts, and the room fell silent for a while.

"What about you? What ability are you? Gong Bing spoke again, but with a different question.

Lancer turned his head to look at Gong Bing.

"My abilities? My ability is ......"

At this moment, Lancer's eyes staring at Gong Bing changed, and a faint white light seemed to flash in his eyes, and a strong impact force came out of nothing, hitting Gong Bing's head.

Gong Bing's body, which was hit hard, suddenly hit backwards, the table and chair were overturned and touched to the side, and the kerosene lamp also fell to the ground.

A knife suddenly floated beside Lancer, cutting the ropes on his hands and feet in three or two strokes.

She dragged her still weak and slightly numb body, rolled up from the bed, looked at Gong Bing who had just fallen to the ground, raised her hand, as if there was an invisible hand, and the pistol that had just been knocked into the corner of the room floated up, aiming at Gong Bing on the ground.

A sense of crisis rose in Gong Bing's heart, goosebumps instantly rose when his skin was stimulated, and he didn't care about the pain in his head, he rolled to his side suddenly, and a bullet just grazed his body, opening a hole in the wooden floor.

Although Lancer was only seventeen or eighteen years old, he was in the prime of his youth, but he was not an ordinary person, and Gong Bing immediately fell asleep in a hurry.

After rolling, Gong Bing pressed his hand on the ground, bent down and kicked, and rushed towards Lancer, not thinking about what kind of ability the other party was, the first thing to do was to knock her down.

Facing Gong Bing, who was about to rush forward, Lancer pushed forward with his other hand.

As if there was an invisible wall, it slammed into Gong Bing's body, causing him to rush forward, and there seemed to be a low roar in the room.

Gong Bing felt like he had hit a thick brick wall, and suddenly his eyes were a little starry, and Lancer was not comfortable, his body also trembled, and his face became even paler while cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Her five fingers stretched forward and pushed together, Gong Bing was pressed against the wall by the volley, and there was a bang, Gong Bing was like a helpless gecko, pinned to the wall by an invisible giant claw, unable to move.

"I'm sorry, you just saved my life, and I won't kill you, but then you'll have to suffer a little." Lancer said breathlessly.

The pistol in the air slowly turned, and the muzzle of the gun was slowly aimed at Gong Bing.

Damn it!

Gong Bing struggled desperately in the air, but he was pinned to the wall and could not borrow strength, so he could only watch the muzzle of the gun slowly aimed at him.

Gong Bing is not too afraid of death, whether in the first or second life, he has had the experience of dying, but it does not mean that he likes to sit back and wait for death, pinning his life and death on others.

Snow-white ceilings, yellowed sheets, curtains gently raised in the wind and empty vases flashed before his eyes, and the smell of disinfectant and dead grass seemed to waft in the air.

At this moment, a strong will to survive burst out in his mind, and for the first time, the personal panel was not summoned, and it flashed away in a constant tremble, and the mysterious light point in the deep sea of consciousness suddenly trembled, emitting a dazzling light.

The picture of the memories was then shattered, like a dream bubble.

Gong Bing's body suddenly lightened, the power of imprisonment suddenly disappeared, the person had already fallen to the ground, the gunfire fell to the ground again, and he didn't have time to think much about life and death, and after landing on the ground, Gong Bing instantly rushed towards Lancer.

The bullet missed again, and Lancer only felt that her ability seemed to be broken by an invisible force, and she was already in a weak state and could no longer activate her ability, and the few strokes just now were the last strength she mustered.

Before she could recover from the shock of her ability being broken, she was slammed into her stomach, and the pain was sharp as she felt the sky spin in front of her, and then she was thrown to the ground hard.

With a touch, Lancer landed on her face, her head slammed into the ground, and her aching nose seemed to bleed, making her almost faint.

Then his body sank, and a voice came from behind him.

"I advise you to be smarter." Gong Bing put the muzzle of the gun against Lancer's head and said fiercely, "I said I would let you go, but I don't mind making a hole in your head. ”

Lancer, who was already weak, was falling apart at the moment, and at the end of the strong crossbow, she could only put her face to the ground and look at Gong Bing with difficulty.

If it weren't for the fact that she only aimed at her thigh when she shot at the last time, and didn't have the idea of killing herself, Gong Bing would have shot her down anyway.

He has always been a person whose reason is stronger than impulsiveness, he has never been in the habit of pity and cherishing jade, he knows that women want to be ruthless, but they are more terrible than the old men.

In order not to have too many dreams at night, without waiting for the other party to speak, Gong Bing turned Lancer over with his empty hand, and ripped her collar open, revealing her snow-white skin and sexy collarbone.

Lancer was shocked, thinking that the other party was angry and wanted to commit violence to herself, regardless of the muzzle on her forehead, Lancer struggled desperately, at this time she couldn't launch a little ability, it was impossible to resist Gong Bing with her own strength, she felt that Gong Bing, who was close at hand, was hot, and the heavy masculine aura made her face turn red and out of breath.