I understood Mengling's way of fighting, but He Ping didn't find a suitable way to deal with it, so the way to integrate the preparation and release of spells into the attack He Ping was the first time I had seen it, and most of the warriors in the Oneiroi camp liked nightmares, which were very difficult to detect, so I couldn't see any clues, and this kind of play couldn't interrupt the preparation of the spell halfway, and I didn't even know when the spell was formed and when it was released, so it was naturally very troublesome to deal with.

He Ping rushed up, if it was a martial arts, He Ping would definitely have the upper hand, although Meng Ling was suppressed in the realm, and the swordsmanship was also a bit back to basics, but He Ping was a grandmaster, not to mention other realms, in terms of martial arts, He Ping was a real return to the basics, but in the faith arena, it was definitely impossible for the other party not to use divine power to fight martial arts with others, especially in real battles, so He Pingkong had a subtle martial arts, but he was suppressed everywhere and couldn't let go of his hands and feet.

Within a few rounds, Meng Ling released the spell again, still the same as before, only the fluctuation of divine power, He Ping couldn't see what spell she was preparing, and he couldn't judge when it would be released, the nightmare technique just now, until He Ping dodged the attack, only to realize that it was a nightmare technique, this time it was about the same, He Ping was already very careful, but when he reacted, he found that he was fighting with a mirror image, and Meng Ling had already gone around behind him.

Illusion? No, it's not just an illusion, a simple illusion, no matter how high the concealment is, no matter how fast the speed, He Ping can see something, but just now He Ping basically transitioned from fighting with the main body to fighting with the mirror image, and at the moment of transfer, in addition to the illusion, He Ping felt that he was likely to have fallen into some illusion or something. His consciousness and feelings were hazy for a moment, so he didn't realize that the object he was fighting against had changed.

But those don't matter anymore, because Mengling, who went around behind He Ping, obviously didn't want to see if He Ping's ass was round or not, and at the moment when the transfer was completed, her long sword had already stabbed at He Ping's back, and at this time. He Ping was still in mirror combat, when he noticed that something was wrong, it seemed that it was too late to dodge, what He Ping could do was to unfold a simple shield in an instant, delay for a while, and then immediately use the stress response to cover a layer of biological carapace where the long sword on his back was aimed at him.

That layer of shield basically didn't play a role, and Meng Ling's long sword was just a touch. The shield was broken, and the only effect was to slightly reduce the speed of the long sword stabbing at He Ping, so that the biological carapace on He Ping's back could have time to grow, however, these were enough for He Ping, although there was a sharp pain on his back soon, but He Ping could feel that the biological carapace was still very useful, and Meng Ling's long sword only pierced into about a centimeter and then lost its speed. And He Ping took this opportunity to immediately distance himself.

Meng Ling's eyes became more and more solemn when she looked at He Ping, that shield was nothing special. Whether it is strength or speed, it will not surprise Meng Ling, but the black carapace that grew on He Ping's back is something that Meng Ling has never seen, although there are hundreds of races in the Faith Arena, and there are all kinds of strange races. And in addition to this, there were all kinds of strange animals and plants, such black carapaces, which were a bit like the characteristics of some beasts, but a little different, and she had never heard of any intelligent race with such abilities.

He Ping knew that he was in danger at this time. This is not to say that the gap in strength, the gap between him and Meng Ling has not changed from the beginning, so the danger caused by the strength gap has always been the same, and the danger He Ping felt at this time is in terms of mentality and will, before Meng Ling dealt with He Ping, in fact, subconsciously regarded He Ping as a warrior in the faith arena, because He Ping did not reach the sage level, so he was treated as a warrior in the upper part of the philosopher level, and this is of course biased.

Because He Ping is regarded as a master of the upper stage of the philosopher-level, Mengling naturally brings a lot of empiricism in battle, after all, she has also gone from the believer level step by step to the present, and the number of philosopher-level masters she has seen is innumerable, and now, He Ping's various performances have made Mengling gradually abandon common sense, and recognize the fact that He Ping cannot be judged by common sense, in this case, she will no longer use the method of dealing with philosopher-level warriors to deal with He Ping, but will improvise and give full play to her combat effectiveness.

A master who is subconsciously bound by experience, and a master who lets go of all common sense and gives free play to improvisations are not the same concept at all, especially when this master is stronger than He Ping, the danger brought by the latter is naturally much higher than the former, the former He Ping can also deal with it through his various moves that the other party has not seen, and the latter, He Ping understands that he will be at a disadvantage in an all-round way.

Sure enough, when the two went to war again, He Ping found that his bad premonition came true again, this time, Mengling had no subconscious restraints, completely let go of the fight, and no longer relied on any common sense, so no matter what kind of move He Ping made, no matter what kind of move He Ping used, she was able to react at the first time, therefore, after a few rounds, He Ping added a lot of wounds to his body, and the moves he could use were basically used up.

After another collision, He Ping once again pulled away from him, although the wounds on his body can still heal quickly, but the speed is getting slower and slower, and the new wounds are always deeper than the previous wounds, which is not a good sign, and at this time He Ping is panting, it is obvious that he is a little tired, and this is the first time that fatigue has appeared on his body for a long time, although there have been hard battles before, there have been life and death battles, but they have never been so tired as now.

However, although he was very tired, He Ping was very satisfied, being able to fight with a sage-level master for so long was enough for him to have no regrets, and he also understood that what he could learn from Meng Ling was also to the limit, and if he continued to fight, it would only increase his injuries, and even his life would be in danger, and he would not learn more, at this point, He Ping had no reason to continue to stay, and after leaving a weird smile, He Ping disappeared in place without warning. (To be continued.) )