Chapter 60: Battlefield VII
The black man pulled out the short spear, and the wound immediately bleed, black. As he stepped back, he grabbed a handful of herbs from the grass pocket around his waist, put it in his mouth and chewed it, chewed it completely, squeezed it into a ball mixed with saliva, and stuffed it into the wound. With these moves, Frank was already in front of him, the stone dagger glowing purple and piercing his chest.
The black man dodged sideways, and another blow shot came out, and while Frank was dodging, he turned and ran.
"Bastard, don't run! Isn't it cool to chase me yesterday! Frank chased while scolding, and the sprint had already begun.
The black man was on all fours, and he fled very quickly, except for a poisoned wound in one shoulder, and finally he had little stamina, and after a few minutes he slowed down.
"Isn't Dad's Source Force Toxin very comfortable?" Frank didn't force it, just hung behind him with a dagger, waiting for the other party to be poisoned.
The black man finally couldn't run, huddled on the ground, covered in sweat, his eyes white, and his expression was very painful.
Frank spun the dagger in his hand, kicked the other party with his foot, smiled, and said, "Let you slowly be tortured to death by the toxin, this is the fate of provoking Dad!" โ
Before he could finish speaking, the black man's painful expression suddenly froze, and the short spear that he clung to in his hand stabbed at him, and the tip of the spear still had a hint of green light. Frank was shocked, he didn't expect that the other party had been poisoned by himself, and after exercising vigorously, he still had room to fight back, so he could only wave the dagger in his hand to resist in a hurry.
The dagger was knocked away by the short spear, which had withstood Frank's throw and then the black man's sting, and its fragile timber had reached its limit, and it fell apart after the blow.
The black man looked annoyed, so he could only bounce up and punch the other in the head. Frank didn't show weakness either, although he wasn't good at hand-to-hand combat, he still had basic boxing techniques, raising his arms to block the black man's fists, and jumping lightly with his feet.
Neither of them is good at hand-to-hand combat, and their strength attributes are not large, one fights to imitate beasts, pounces, grabs, kicks, and bites everything. The other is the standard boxer stance, where the punches are scientific and reasonable, and the blocking and dodging are just right.
Hao Fei is not a reckless man who kills people when he sees them, he knows that he is invincible, he is actually observing the skills and attributes of these foreign players from beginning to end. Seeing that Frank was still fighting with the black man, he was not interested in this primitive fight, so he came to the mage's side with his hands behind his back.
"Chinese? Chinese? Hao Fei lowered his head and asked.
Although the "......" mage's chest was still slightly undulating, he was already unconscious, let alone speaking.
"Oh, thank you!" Hao Fei stepped down and directly stepped on the mage's neck, turning him into white light.
"Ding! Eliminate a player and gain 50 reputation points. โ
"Oh, that's good." Hao Fei picked up a pair of shoes left by the mage and immediately changed them to his own feet.
Tourist Shoes: Increases agility by 5% and stamina by 5%. (Comfortable fit, breathable and deodorant, very wear-resistant).
This was much more comfortable than straw sandals, and Hao Fei staggered to the barbarian's side again.
"Thank you!" Hao Fei didn't ask, he stepped down directly, the white light rose, and the system prompt sounded again.
"Ding! Eliminate a player and gain 50 reputation points. โ
"It's so poor." This barbarian left nothing, Hao Fei could only shake his head and sigh.
"Friend, help!" Frank yells at the front. After all, boxing is a competition, and there is still something lacking in the real life-and-death struggle. In the past few minutes, he has been scratched by his opponent in several places, and one eye is also black.
"Come on!" Hao Fei walked towards the giant. He doesn't need to worry, although Frank is now at a disadvantage, but the black man is not much better, the toxin still has a great effect on him, his speed and strength are declining rapidly, I believe it will not be long before he loses his combat effectiveness. Compared to the blacks over there, the giants are interesting here.
Hao Fei jumped up and stood on the giant's chest. The big monster breathed more and more intensely, and his chest rose and fell more and more. Hao Fei saw that the black toxin in its throat was getting less and less, and its super vitality and recovery ability made it not take long for it to stand up again.
"Bang!" Hao Fei punched the giant in the chest, and after the muffled sound, a small bruise was left on the giant's chest muscles, which was slightly larger than its sweat pores.
"It should be two meters thick." Hao Fei stretched out his hand and pressed the giant's rock-like pectoralis major muscle, muttering to himself.
Perhaps it was the blow that had spurred the giant, and the monster shuddered and began to wake up.
Hao Fei flew to the giant's neck and thrashed it according to its Adam's apple, a dozen punches in a row, until it was broken to pieces.
The giant's half-open mouth kept pouring blood outward, leaving it at the corners of its mouth, converging into a stream on the grass, and it smelled foul. After a few minutes, it finally stopped breathing, and Hao Fei also received a prompt sound from the system.
"Ding! Kill an epic monster, earn five hundred reputation points, and advance your rank to sergeant. โ
Isn't it said that there are many treasures and cheats in the battlefield, and killing an epic monster only gives a hundred prestige? Hao Fei felt a little outrageous, and carefully checked around the giant's corpse, but it really didn't explode anything, and he couldn't help frowning.
"Ahaha! Go to hell! Hao Fei was depressed, and Frank heard a shrill laugh on the other side.
Although the black man has a high ability to resist poison, he cannot completely resist the toxin of his opponent, and as time drags on, the vigorous exercise makes the toxin flow all over the body, and finally can no longer support it. Blinded and faltering, his movements were no longer swift and sharp, but became almost like a drunkard.
Frank had a dark eye, a treacherous smile on his face, and a constant taunt in his mouth, straight punches, hook punches, hook punches, punches to the flesh, and kept greeting his opponent's face.
There was no suspense in the end, and in Frank's beating, the black man persisted for a few minutes before turning into white light and leaving, leaving two things on the ground.
โyes๏ผ uใsใa๏ผin๏ผ Frank raised his hands and shouted loudly, as if he had won a world war.
Hao Fei took three or two steps to the place where the black man died and picked up something on the ground.
One was a small bottle, but it was empty, clean, and there was nothing left. The other is a blow pipe, and there is no blow pin.
"Hey, let's get it done." Hao Fei patted Frank's scratched thigh and handed both things over.
Frank took it in a breath and it was all identified in a matter of seconds.
"The bottle turned out to be filled with highly poisonous, high-grade goods, no wonder even this giant can be poisoned, but unfortunately it is all used up." Frank thought that the giant was poisoned, and with a look of regret, he threw away the bottle casually, and said: "The blowpipe is good, it is a medium-range weapon, you only need to use hard plant fibers to replenish the blow arrow, and it can be used with toxins, it belongs to me!" โ
For Hao Fei, it's all garbage, and he still dislikes taking up space when he gives it to him.