Looking at this space full of quicksand, my face is solemn, although I am a little arrogant, but years of experience always remind myself - never let up.

The friction of quicksand is indeed inferior to metal in terms of attack power, but once it is deadlocked, it is definitely not a small trouble, although I don't know why this strange knowledge is carved into my heart in a dream and in a different form, but the point now is not here. It's a pity, with my current situation......

Try to avoid the contact of edges and corners, even if the hardness of this ordinary metal is not as good as that of special sand and the amount is not enough, but it can be reduced. Once I had made up my mind, my boots spread out in the loose sand and were ready to exert force, and the air around me was getting heavier and heavier, and I could clearly feel the rapid increase in moisture, presumably they were using a clever method, although I was curious about it, but it was dangerous at the moment.

In fact, at a distance of nearly 600 meters that I could not perceive, Zhou Bin was also overdrawing a large amount of his own spiritual power, and he forcibly changed the physical properties of the surrounding water to make it easy to vaporize to the greatest extent.

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I stretched out my palm, which had been mechanically attached, and there seemed to be something more in the huge palm, which was the binding "air chain" that I had condensed with air, which was specially used to contain and assist.

The atmosphere around us has become more and more dangerous, and we both know that the other is ready for battle.

"Power, start!" My body was subjected to the severe impact of the mech's operation, but my hands didn't tremble, and the weighty mecha that I had built as a makeshift skeleton didn't weigh too much on me at all, and now I had a general idea of the strength of my limbs.

Although I was speeding, except for the first step of acceleration with the help of the solid ground, the back feet did not touch the surface sand surface at all, but it was a volley, after all, there would be no accidents, even if it was a little more mental pressure on me.

Unlike me, who obviously didn't take the initiative to attack, that's the difference between us, I like to attack and go for adventure and excitement in most situations.

The right arm resisted the heavy shield that had just been formed, and struck hard at the sand armor in front of him, only to see that it only shook and then recovered, strengthening the armor in disguise with fluidity, right? I strapped the air around him, and thought backwards as I thought about what to do, for now I couldn't wear much metal, so I had to use air as a weapon.

Hold the "air chain" with one hand, and then around the center, the opponent will continue to condense the gas into a toothed frisbee similar to the spinner wheel, and then attack him in different directions and angles. But Ender is not a vegetarian either, and during this time, all the sand here is under its control, and no matter how much I attack, there is always a stream of sand that appears from the side and counteracts.

As I dodged another attack from below, the anger in my heart grew stronger and stronger, and I stomped into the air with one foot, landing with a sound, and then when I turned around, I threw three modified solid gas blades at the tough turtle shell in different directions, and the air blades swept towards the target in an arc, and just as it was about to be stopped again, the three collided with each other in advance, and then released the strong wind pressure inside to blow away the sand flow. I took the opportunity to step forward and strike another shield, directly shaking the opponent's sand armor to reveal his body, although it was only a matter of a moment, but it was enough.

The blow apparently irritated Ender and the surrounding gravel storm. The movement was even more violent, and there were already thin filaments around me, and then the bottom was twisted in all directions, the top was buried in a vortex, and the front and back were left and right were flying wheels, which was really amazing, and it was definitely beyond his load.

This time, I didn't fight out of thin air, but used my mental power to stomp hard in the middle of the Bafang twist, using the air blast to open a small space, and then frantically sucking in the air, grasping the change of the opponent's attack from below, using the air blade to cut a hole to reduce the erosion of the sand and gravel to the metal, and breaking through directly from the inside, but even so, my mecha shell was already in tatters.

"What a terrible move," I felt my condition with my mental strength, and then I had to sigh, "but the minute has come." ”

At this time, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply due to Zhang Ye's control, and the world that was already full of water vapor on this side immediately became foggy.

"It's not enough!" I regained my mech and opened my arms and embraced the foggy space.

Immediately, it began to rain in the sky, from the silent drizzle to the drizzle to the continuous downpour, which became heavier and more continuous, and then the heavens and the earth became as if they were connected by a waterline.

"It's still not enough!" I closed my eyes, and then slammed them open again, and the blue glow in my eyes reached a state of exuberance, and then the space around me seemed to freeze - an illusion, of course, caused by the sudden cessation of the rain that had been falling.

"You've lost!" The corners of my mouth curled into a smile again, and then the still stream of water began to swirl around my opponent, soaking into the otherwise dry grit and slowing it down.

"I didn't lose!" A low, hoarse voice remembered on the other side that it was his last outburst.

The sand flow surged, and the vortex burial struck from the front like a dragon, and it had the momentum of crashing everything, but such an explosion was useless.

I stretched forward with one hand, and the huge flow of water swirled and at the same time rushed forward and enveloped the sand offensive, constantly eroding and weakening.

"No, I haven't lost yet!" It's a pity that his consciousness was vague from the beginning, and if it weren't for that, I think it would be unrealistic to deal with him without some special tools and means. By this time, I had appeared behind him, and the current of water restricted his movements, and then my armor began to disintegrate, resulting in a set of devices similar to the one I had used to kill the robot earlier, and the underside of the pyramid bound him in a series of restraints, and then I was in the apex position, holding a spear in my left hand, the muzzle of the gun was loaded into a drill, and there was only one last step left.

"You did lose!" I stared at him, looking at the grit on his body that was still trying to resist the erosion of the liquid but still falling off, and his mental power was shaken, and all the water stopped, and there was no longer any change, and at that moment it seemed that the whole world was a world of water. Then the spear in his hand began to spin sharply, lingering on the last defensive surface for a moment before continuing to stab the opponent unstoppably.

sand, falling; The water also fell, and this ephemeral water world ended with the sand world.

I don't have an invincible opponent!