Chapter 1162: Honest people can also calculate
Bang......
The collision between the two caused the void to collapse in patches, and a figure flew out quickly.
The figure that flew out upside down was an even larger Big.
After all, Lampard is a Saint King-level powerhouse, and he can steadily crush Saint Lord-level Bigg in terms of physical strength, speed, divine origin, and other aspects.
In this battle with Bigg, in fact, Lampard did not go all out, he knew the gap between the Holy King and the Holy Lord, and he was afraid that he would accidentally beat Bigg to death. He admired Bigg's unparalleled sword skills and superb talent in the way of swordsmanship, and he never gave up the idea of taking him under his command.
Head-to-head with Bigg at this point, Lampard's idea was simply to crush Bigg. Bigg doesn't convince himself now, as long as he is convinced, this is the only way to conquer his subordinates in this forest. He wanted Bigg to know that the gap between him and himself would make him change his mind.
Blown away by Lampard's punch, the corners of Bigg's mouth spilled slightly, not because he was hit hard, but because his internal organs were slightly shocked, and he repaired himself in just a moment. Frank Lampard is indeed powerful, even if it is not his full attack, the average Holy Lord may have suffered heavy losses under this blow and lost his combat power.
And Bigg is not an ordinary Saint Lord, he is a powerhouse who has stepped into the Saint King level with half a foot, and his usual training often fights with Elsa and Guding, who are Saint King level strength. Even if a Saint King-level powerhouse goes all out, he can maneuver one or two, not to mention that Lampard's overall strength is not as good as Gooding and Elsa.
After a bout, Bigg lunged at Lampard again.
The sword was like a sea of swords, drowning Lampard into it.
Frank Lampard still had just one punch to blast through Bigg's sword.
But Bigg remained unrelenting and swung his knife out again, slashing it like a wind and embroiling Lampard into the middle of it again.
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The fight between the two lasted for nearly half an hour, and Bigg was already covered in injuries.
As Frank Lampard's patience wore out, he added a point or two to each shot. He just wanted to beat Bigg down completely, but he was afraid of killing him, so he didn't dare to be ruthless, so he had to increase his strength a little bit each time.
Therefore, Bigg's battle is getting harder and harder.
However, even so, Bigg has never used any sword path supernatural powers.
This made Lampard a little puzzled why Bigg didn't use his supernatural powers.
But Bigg knew very well in his heart that if he didn't use his supernatural powers, it would be impossible for Lampard, as a holy king, to put down his son and use supernatural powers to suppress him. Frank Lampard also has a great chance of using his own supernatural powers, in which case he will lose faster.
The purpose of his battle with Lampard is to accelerate his comprehension of the laws of the sword through actual combat, and the comprehension of the laws of the sword depends on the comprehension of the comprehension of the sword, and the effect is the same with or without supernatural powers. Naturally, he chose to fight in a way that allowed him to hold out longer.
Although Bigg is usually honest and honest, he doesn't have the mind to calculate. But when it comes to real battles, he is a gifted sword cultivator who has an understanding of combat beyond ordinary people. This kind of calculation belongs to the category of combat strategy, and his brain naturally spins extremely fast.
Lampard also noticed that Bigg had been reluctant to use his powers, but he had grown up in a tribe far away from the outside world, and he was so simple-minded that he didn't know that Bigg was going to do so. I just thought that Bigg was badly injured under his own attack and couldn't use his supernatural powers.
Because there are indeed some powerful supernatural powers, which are very burdensome on people's bodies, and it is normal that they cannot be used in the case of injury.
However, Lampard's patience is limited. Half an hour passed, and although Bigg was covered in injuries, he showed no signs of falling, but his eyes became sharper and sharper.
Looking at the indomitable sparkle in Bigg's eyes, Lampard frowned, "You're such a hard bone!" At first, I saw that you were just a Holy Lord, and you only used one percent of your strength. As I continue to fight with you, my combat power has been improving, and now I have used eighty percent, and I still can't help you. β
"Although I don't want to kill you, it seems that even if I use ten percent of my combat power, I may not be able to really kill you. However, I would like to see how many moves you can take under my full attack! β
Frank Lampard's voice fell, and this time he took the initiative to attack, his body was like a beam of light and shadow, and he swung a heavy fist directly towards Bigg.
In the face of a Saint King-level powerhouse, Bigg did not have the slightest advantage in speed, and it could even be said that his vision could not even catch Lampard's movements. But having fought Elsa and Gooding, he knows how to deal with this situation. He simply abandoned the sight of Lampard and instead swung the knife with his own instinct.
With a "dang" sound, the heavy fist collided with the blades of the two long knives.
Then, Bigg only felt a huge force pass from the blade, and his hands were almost dislocated. The body was even more shocked under this huge force, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and the figure flew out upside down.
This time he smashed more than 80 trees to stabilize his body and spat out a mouthful of blood again, and Lampard's blow really hurt him. The previous attacks were just skin wounds, which looked scary, but in fact, the body automatically recovered in a moment. But this punch just now was more powerful than the previous attacks combined. After this punch, Bigg's combat power dropped by two percent directly because of the injury.
"It's not close! Just one point away, you can pierce that layer of barrier and comprehend the one hundred and fifty-first law secret pattern! Once you cross the Holy Lord's barrier, the Holy King can be achieved in an instant! β
Bigg slowly got up again, he knew that he was only one point away from breaking through the shackles of the Holy Lord.
"Sure enough, I hit with all my strength, but I still can't kill you, you are really much stronger than the average Saint Lord-level powerhouse. I finally understand now why you have been refusing to use your supernatural powers......" It was only then that Lampard finally figured it out, "You are only one step away from the Holy King, so you want to use my hand to sharpen yourself and break through to the Saint King level!" And the battle between you and me, once I use my supernatural powers, you are afraid that one or two moves will fall, and you will not be able to achieve the effect of tempering. Am I right? β
was overwhelmed by a word, and Bigg was also a little helpless, "Indeed, I want to use your hand to break through to the Saint King level." β
"What a naΓ―ve idea, do you really think that the Holy King is so easy to achieve? I had been at the peak of the Holy Lord level for a hundred years, and then I ate three Demon Tree Blood Fruits before I broke through. Do you think you can break through the Saint King by swallowing the fragments of the law in the bodies of these plant spirits? Even if you swallow the law fragments in the body of 10,000 plant spirits, it will not be as effective as eating a demon tree blood fruit! Frank Lampard said triumphantly, he was proud that he had eaten the Demon Tree Blood Fruit.
"Demon Tree Blood Fruit?"
It was the first time Bigg had heard the name, but he was only slightly surprised and didn't pay much attention to what Lampard had to say. He knew that he was different from the other party, and what he lacked was not the comprehension of the secret pattern of the law, but an opportunity to break through the barrier of the Holy Lord.
"If you are willing to surrender to me, I can find a way to help you get one or two Demon Tree Blood Fruits, maybe you will really be able to break through to the Saint King level by then......" Lampard still did not give up the idea of subduing Bigg, and found that the effect of the strong suppression was not obvious, so he began to lure him.
Bigg closed his eyes slightly, pretending to be seriously injured, and secretly recovering from his injuries...... (To be continued.) )