Chapter 204: The Last Trump Card

readx;? There are three ways to upgrade an artist. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

The first, and most common, is to keep practicing painting to increase your painting proficiency.

This method of upgrading is traditional and common, with the advantage of steady progress and consolidation, and the disadvantage of being slow and easy to get stuck in bottlenecks. It is similar to the traditional martial arts training of monks in the fantasy world.

Second, as long as you can understand other painting students, according to the size of the merit, you will have the opportunity to get the "teaching merit" of the Holy Ancestor's painting and Taoism, and unconditionally ascend to the next level.

And the third is realization!

As long as you can comprehend the knowledge or mystery of painting according to your own understanding, you can get the recognition of the Holy Ancestor, or get the painting of flowers or get a large number of painting talents or even direct epiphany upgrades, it all depends on personal chance.

And the situation of Black Hawk happens to be the third type: comprehension!

Black Eagle, who was already in the state of copying the Great Perfection, lacked an opportunity, so he was always confused by the bottleneck.

Originally, he thought that he would need a while to transition, but he didn't expect that after the battle map with Zhuo Wen, his brain suddenly flashed, and he happened to comprehend the mystery of form from the actual battle!

A dazzling golden light rose from the black eagle's body, it was the light of the ascension when the painter was promoted, whether it was the luminosity or amplitude, it was far more dazzling than the ordinary light of promotion.

At this moment, with a sneer, Black Eagle had officially crossed the threshold of the Imitation Realm and was promoted to the Resemblance Realm.

"Hahaha! It's done, it's finally done! My Black Hawk has finally stepped into the Likeness Realm!" Feeling a more powerful and abundant sense of power surging through his body, Black Hawk looked up and laughed maniacally.

There is another sentence that he didn't say, that is, when the old city lord Zhuo Gang gets old, when the time comes, with his talent, it must be him who will take over the position of the city lord.

Next, it was the era when his Black Eagle gradually controlled Yancheng and even the border, and when he thought of his wanton life in the future, Black Eagle was naturally very happy.

Right now, the wind is surging, and the surrounding leaves are falling, and even the air is cold, giving people a creepy feeling.

Although this scene was not caused by Black Hawk's advancement, it undoubtedly made his whole person even more terrifying.

Holding his stuffy and aching chest, Zhuo Wen's face broke out in cold sweat, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, declaring that he was already exhausted at the moment.

After all, he had just killed two ninth-level painters who were copying the Dou Tu, and because the white tiger was killed by the flying eagle, it caused a backlash, which made Zhuo Wen consume a lot of painting talent at once.

On the contrary, Black Eagle took advantage of the upgrade to replenish the original consumption of painting talents to a full state, and at this moment, he is undoubtedly more difficult to deal with.

At this time, even if there is a power bank to supplement Zhuowen, it is a drop in the bucket, and there is no time for Zhuowen to fully recover.

Zhuo Wen thought about repeating the old trick, using the non-mainstream explosive egg Black Eagle, and then taking the opportunity to let the Wind Sword Hao kill him, although this method is inferior, but it is indeed a tried and tested method.

It's a pity that the black eagle at this moment is reckless and imposing, and with a fragile body that is not the mainstream, he can't get close at all.

Moreover, even if it is close, it is useless. At this time, Black Eagle was already a great painter who resembled the scene, and he had already "painted talents".

Wrapped and protected by Huicai, he couldn't even bite through the sharp snake teeth, let alone the bite of mosquitoes.

If you want to fight the Black Eagle at this moment, you can't turn on the dove to quench your thirst. But at this time, Zhuo Wen was in a weak state, and it was difficult to support him to launch a dove to quench his thirst.

After all, drinking doves to quench thirst is a move that hurts the enemy by a thousand and self-inflicts eight hundred, and the premise of launching it is that there must be a good body that can withstand the side effects.

Its side effect is not only that it will make people fall into stupidity after use, but in the process of use, the painter's body will also be harmed by the "painting talent sword qi" that bursts out from itself.

The reason why this happens is because drinking doves to quench thirst is originally a means of overdrawing strength, and when the weak body is suddenly infused with strong power, it will make the originally orderly painting become crazy and irritable.

It's the same as how a weightlifter in a previous life would trigger a burst of blood vessels if he lifted something beyond the limits of his strength.

Right now, everything is helpless, Zhuo Wen is really out of line.

“... You can't come out until you have to. Feeling the "please" of the Ahri pen in his hand, Zhuo Wen smiled bitterly and refused her request.

Zhuo Wen knew that as long as Ahri came out, cleaning up this black eagle would be just a slap in the face, and it would be similar to playing.

But Zhuo Wen had to take into account a real problem, that is, the danger caused by Ahri's exposure may be more than a hundred times greater than the danger brought by the current black eagle.

At this time, the game has almost come to an end, and the remaining players are no longer enough, and there are so many players left, and each of them must have attracted the attention of those old monsters behind Yancheng.

As soon as Ahri made a move, he could immediately solve the crisis in front of him, but the aura of the beast king exuded from his body was bound to be noticed by those old monsters.

Facing the Black Eagle, even if the pressure is heavy, it is not hopeless for Zhuo Wen, because he still has Yi Zhi by his side to join forces.

But in the face of a group of old monsters, Zhuo Wenke didn't dare to take chances, if that situation happened, even if there were ten Yi Zhi around her, she would be powerless to resist.

"Did you run?" Yi Zhi glanced at Zhuo Wen at this time, but her attention was always on Black Hawk, she had always been cautious, even if she spoke, she did not dare to slack off in the face of a strong enemy.

Zhuo Wen naturally knew the meaning of Yi Zhi's question, and the subtext was just "I have a means to escape, but I may not be able to take you, so out of sympathy and concern, I will comfort you."

Zhuo Wen clenched his teeth, he didn't expect that a high-intensity extreme fighting diagram would make Black Eagle have an epiphany, which was really worth the loss.

I knew that this guy would be so difficult, even if he risked being threatened by Liu San and Li Si before, he had to cooperate with Yi Zhi to kill Black Eagle first.

It's a pity that I regret it now, it's too late, and Zhuo Wen can only bite the bullet, to put it mildly, Zhuo Wen has not actually reached the point of real exhaustion.

is also in a hurry, Zhuo Wen found that he still had a trump card that had not been played.

And this trump card is that when he teamed up with Liang Si to kill Zhuo Feng before, he accidentally got a tattoo from the werewolf king.

This tattoo has the ability to consume the enemy's talent through physical strikes, and if it can be used well, coupled with the cooperation of easy to know, it is not impossible to kill the Black Eagle.

Thinking of the wolf king's tattoo this time, Zhuo Wen couldn't help sighing, it was also because he had been living too smoothly these days, and he hadn't had time to use this method, and he almost forgot about it.

Raising a trace of arc, Zhuo Wen felt a little pain at the corner of his mouth: "Partner, I think we are not without a glimmer of life, and even, we can defeat Black Eagle, but it depends on whether there is a tacit understanding between us." ”

Yi Zhi had doubts on her face, but she knew that Zhuo Wen was not the kind of person who spoke in vain, and since he said that there was a way, there must be a way.

Moreover, for Yi Zhi, killing Black Eagle was more interesting to her than running away.

"What do you think. Yi Zhi asked.

Zhuo Wen smiled: "To be honest, when I went out before, I accidentally got a 'tattoo' ...... from the Beastmaster" (to be continued.) )