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What Bai Xin has to do is actually very simple, that is, in reality instead of dreams, to create a net bomb again, then it will be successful.

He took out his gun, held it in his arms, squinted his eyes slightly, sketched the image of the net bullet in his mind, and concentrated on all the details and functions of this bullet.

Syllable.

In his hand, a bullet appeared, it was a fat-headed, fat-brained bullet, round, gray in color, without any metallic luster. It was exactly the same as the bullet he had made in his dream.

"I don't know if it's going to work. ”

With a hint of apprehension in his arms, he pressed the net bullet into the chamber of the magic stone rifle.

Then a shot was fired at one of the walls of the room.

Bang!

The bullet went out, then hit the wall, opened with a thud, and turned into a huge net.

The net directly hugged the whole wall, and there seemed to be spikes with barbs on it, and a lot of stickiness, so it didn't come down when it hung on the wall.

"It worked!"

Bai Xin jumped off the bed excitedly, slammed into the wall, grabbed the net and pulled it down, only to hear a sound like nails scratching the glass, and the net was torn off by him. At the same time, on the smooth wall, more than a dozen obvious scratches were left.

"It took a lot of effort to scrape the wall, and that's just the effect of the net sticking flat on the wall. If you cover the target, the net ropes are entangled with each other, and if you want to remove it, I'm afraid you'll have to remove all the flesh and skin. ”

The effect was very ferocious, but Bai Xin felt extremely satisfied.

Of course, the most satisfying thing is that he can make a completely different bullet from before.

If bullets such as freezing bombs and incendiary bombs are changes in the performance of bullets, then net bullets are changes in the shape of bullets.

The big difference is that it represents different forms of abilities.

With this third form of ability, he finally officially became a third-order ability!

The excitement was beyond words, and Bai Xin wanted to rush out of the door again to find Song Zheng and Zhou Pan to share this joy.

But he just ran to the bedroom door and stopped.

"It's not very useful to just make a net bullet!"

Compared with special bullets such as cryo bullets and incendiary bullets, net bullets do have many restrictions on the conditions of use, and they are not easy to use anytime and anywhere. Just with such a third form of bullet, he already thought that Zhou Pan would definitely laugh at him.

"Then wait a little longer, and then we'll tell them the good news when we have a few more bullets!"

Bai Xin closed the door, turned over and returned to the bedroom, sat cross-legged on the bed, held his gun in his arms, and began the difficult process of creating new bullets.

This process lasted for three days, and due to the experience of Zhou Pan fainting from hunger before, Bai Xin did not force himself into that situation, but still adopted a combination of work and rest.

However, after three days of hard work, he was able to create a second type of third-order special bullet.

Looking at the scarred metal wall that had been shot by him, Bai Xin didn't feel heartache at all. Without these costs, he would not have gained anything.

After a good bath, a full meal, and a good night's sleep, he finally walked out of the house.

It was just noon when I walked out of the house, just in time for everyone to finish work and go home. So he went to Zhou Pan's house.

As a result, when I got there, I didn't go home, so I asked my neighbors, saying that I saw Zhou Pan go to the stadium with the chairman in the morning, and he never came back.

Bai Xin rushed to the stadium, and sure enough, he saw two people on the lawn.

The two of them are fighting.

Zhou Pan turned into a giant, holding a huge golden sword, and was fighting the president, who appeared small and short.

Although the guild leader himself was small and short, when he waved hundreds of chains, the scope of the battle also expanded, and it was actually on par with Zhou Pan.

At the beginning, Zhou Pan was always attacking, wielding a giant sword, constantly performing various sword moves, flashing and moving, his steps were flexible and changeable, and he did not have any clumsiness because he became bigger.

The guild leader is manipulating the chains to resist again and again, and the chains are both weapons and hands and feet, making the guild president like a strange man with a thousand hands and feet, more agile than a person who can fly.

"President, be careful, I'm going to use sword qi!"

Zhou Pan suddenly shouted, and then the big sword with both hands slashed diagonally, and a golden arc moon flew out from the blade, eagerly cutting through the space, and appeared in front of Song Zheng.

Bai Xin was stunned, how could Zhou Pan dare to use such a means to deal with the president, is he crazy, didn't the president say that such a method is almost equal to a fifth-order master, what is the difference between having a reminder and not speaking!!

However, what shocked Bai Xin was still to come.

The golden arc moon appeared in front of him, and the president didn't choose to dodge, he just stood there, in mid-air, allowing his body to be supported by chains, and he had no intention of dodging at all.

In Bai Xin's frightened eyes, the chains that were originally waving with Song Zheng as the center suddenly turned their heads and flew towards Song Zheng himself.

The chains crossed each other and tightly bound Song Zheng's body, so that the surface of his body was covered with layers of armor woven by chains.

Almost in the blink of an eye, a black giant appeared in front of him.

That giant is Song Zheng, but you can't see his body, the outside is all composed of chains, just like a beautiful handiwork, the giant is woven from chains, and the height is even after the doubling of the periphery, and the thickness is still excessive.

The black giant slapped his palms in front of him, and he caught the golden arc moon.

The golden arc moon struggled between the palms of her for a few seconds as if it was alive, and finally shattered, turning into dots of debris and disappearing.

Zhou Pan's doubling technique, Song Zheng's black giant form, with the disappearance of the golden arc moon, Tong Tong disintegrated.

The two of them returned to their original appearance, lying on the ground at the same time, panting heavily, sweating all over, tired and not wanting to move, and all the energy in their bodies was consumed.

Bai Xin hurriedly ran over: "Are you all right?" ”

With the help of aura, Song Zheng recovered quickly, supported his hands, and sat up.

waved his hand at Bai Xin: "It's nothing, it's just a loss of strength, we're used to it, don't worry." ”

Got used to it......

Bai Xin felt that he had received 10,000 points of critical damage, wasn't it the first time that such a duel had been dueled......

Suddenly, he felt that the progress he had made was not worth mentioning at all, and compared to Zhou Pan and the chairman, he was not on the same level at all!

So when Song Zheng asked him what he was doing.