Chapter 206: Fighting

Having a profession does not necessarily mean that he has the strength of the elder level, but in the castle where the overall strength is still a little weak, he can already be regarded as a third person with the right to speak. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info

Regarding the strange period, there is actually no experience that can be provided for the abilities, the only successful example was Ning Yue, and all the other guys who dared to step into the strange period also died in the "boiling" with their own possession, which lasted a long time, and some could even reach several years, but in the eyes of other possessors, it was only a slow death.

Therefore, more possessed people would rather give up and continue to move forward after awakening to a certain number of talents, and would rather die of old age, unable to make progress in strength, rather than enter the weird period, and only some people, when performing tasks, facing monsters much stronger than themselves, and facing death that is close at hand, may regret their original decision.

For the possessed, their prospects are sad and dark, either swallowed up by far less than one percent of the possibilities on their way to strengthening themselves, or killed by the unknown and powerful monsters of the future that emerge from the black fog when they choose to give up on becoming stronger.

Now Ying Lan has passed through the strange period at a very fast speed and condensed the profession, which can be regarded as an alternative incentive for the lifeless professionals in the current castle, it is conceivable that as a person who has passed the test of the strange period and become the first possession to awaken the profession in the castle period, Ying Lan will become the center of conversation and attention of people in the castle for a long time in the future.

In comparison, the fact that Lynch awakened two talents in a row in a short period of time seems a little insignificant, and according to Ying Lan's words, he is only barely catching up with "me back then".

Maybe it's stronger than the previous Ying Lan in terms of ability and talent strength.

......

Lynch stood alone in a completely blank room.

Since the withdrawal of the Mighty Ones, it seems to have been forgotten by the Upper Echelons, and no Powers have been sent to explore, and since the mage named Lickles appeared, all the statues - in fact, there are only two kinds, and there is no longer a problem in the area where the Mighty Ones of the castle gather.

Now it is almost forgotten, and no one is trying to come here again - and even if they do, they will not be allowed to enter the storage room of the so-called original castle owner's designer in the rear.

Lynch came here for a special reason, he needed to solve some things, and he came here completely after applying and completely allowing the upper echelons to come here.

Staying in such a completely white environment for a long time can actually make people feel a little uncomfortable, and their eyes can be a little dry, and Lynch has been standing here, waiting for the disappeared figure under his feet to reappear.

Here, his perception is still unusable, but now that his eyes have been additionally strengthened, as long as Lynch is willing, his perspective can completely cover three hundred and sixty degrees of all-round detection, plus the bullet time that Lynch can launch at will now, few monsters can sneak attack him, let alone a mirror monster that is not stronger than him in terms of ability.

Behind Lynch, a ball of arcs slowly protruded from the completely flat and smooth ground, slowly sliding in the direction of Lynch.

"My eyes are a little astringent......" Lynch raised his arm holding the dagger, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand, the blade of the long sword held in his other hand reflecting the white light of the pure white room. He doesn't have the ability to use lightning.

According to those who have experienced it before, some of the talents of the so-called mirror image are not exactly the same as those of the ability, and most of them are only specious to the opponent, and they only hate the ability extremely and are extremely malicient.

An eye slowly appeared on the bulge of the ground, also pure black pupils, he slowly stared at Lynch, and then gradually appeared behind Lynch.

The clothes, height, and body shape are exactly the same as Lynch himself, but the hooded face has no facial features, as if the surface of the face is covered with a layer of flesh-colored, impermeable membrane.

Lynch still didn't turn around, and he wondered what the guy was going to do with him.

"Hey," Lynch heard a familiar voice behind him, but it was very indistinct, and the tone was flat, emotionless, rather mechanical, "don't pretend, I know you can see me." ”

It's a little different, all the guys who came here to settle their shadows alone have never communicated with these reflections, and these guys shouldn't have communicated in the first place.

Lynch turned around, crisp footsteps echoed in the empty room, he looked at the dagger in the other hand that was very similar to his own, and the long sword in the other hand, the long sword was swirled with black mist, which should have replaced something like Lynch's lightning, and the hooded face had some faint outlines of facial features, but it gave people a creepy feeling.

Lynch didn't sense any danger from him, and he didn't sense the black "malice" that flowed from the other party's body before.

The shadow standing across from him remained in the same posture as Lynch, motionless.

"And then?" Lynch asked, looking at each other with a look in his eyes, "Do you have anything to say as a villain?"

Lynch didn't know if anyone was watching him in the control room right now, but he thought he was better pretending to be more chic and calm.

"I do want to talk to you," said the guy opposite, "about your abilities." Why doesn't it belong to me. ”

"What do you mean?" said inexplicably.

"That is to say," said the reflection, and walked slowly towards Lynch, and finally the black things that seemed to condense maliciously appeared under the body of the robe—only Lynch's eyes could see clearly, "Do you know how uncomfortable it makes me?"

Lynch lifted his sword and looked at the monster that was moving towards him and getting faster and faster, and the expression on his face gradually became a little strange.

The guy on the other side seemed to be a little weak.

Then the other party brandished his long sword, which was wrapped around a black object, and pounced on Lynch.

Lynch didn't even use the bullet power of his own eyes, and with his talent for one-handed weapon mastery, he was able to easily deal with the monster's attacks.

In this way, the scene that was supposed to belong to the fierce confrontation between the capable people with their abilities turned into a weapon exchange between swordsmanship masters, and the sound of flat and banging weapons clashing continued, long swords and long swords, daggers and daggers, accompanied by scattered sparks, and the two of them exchanged hands back and forth.

A collision between physical fitness and pure swordsmanship.

Control room.

"What are they doing?" Harris stared at the screen above the console, although the screen capture on it could not fully represent the movements of the two at extremely fast speed, but what was shown on the screen above also showed an approximate content of the two fighting, which is why Harris was surprised: "These two guys have discussed? Or are there any limitations?"

In fact, after awakening the second talent, most of the capable people will no longer choose to use weapon collision to fight again. Compared to natural abilities, attacks that are purely brandished with weapons are always a bit weak and dangerous when facing a wide variety of monsters. Basically, only those children who are still talented in awakening abilities will use this method to fight when solving problems with each other.

But even so, the fight between the two with this kind of physical fitness is barely pleasing to the eye.