614 On the cusp of the storm, thousands of pounds of water

Puff puff puff -

There was a series of sounds, and a series of water droplets fell, smashing into the sea.

That was beaten down by Meng Shuai.

He has been playing this game of water droplets for more than half an hour, and the water droplets he has hit are still those water droplets, but the number has increased by a hundred times.

The overwhelming droplets of water came out of the ocean, rushed towards Meng Shuai frantically, and then were knocked down, and new ones pounced again. Water droplets are born from the sea, and as long as the sea does not dry up, there is no possibility that the water droplets will stop.

For Meng Shuai, such a hit to the water droplets, of course, is a little boring, but it is also quite good.

First, the difficulty is not great, no matter how many water droplets there are, the attack power is just like that, although the degree is fast, it is not as fast as the rhythm of the dance stick. With his strong strength and excellent coordination, coupled with his passable stick skills, he was able to turn 360 degrees around his body into a defensive circle with no dead ends, and the needle could not be inserted, and the water could not be splashed - the word "water could not be splashed" was most appropriate here.

Moreover, the consumption is not very large.

He has no true qi now, and the so-called consumption refers to the strength and fatigue of **. Needless to say, a congenital master will never be tired because of half an hour of dancing sticks, and the strength of ** is replenished.

It's a real feeling

A trace of power was pulled out of the water droplets and drilled into Meng Shuai's body, blood, and bones, becoming the source of his physical transformation. And the greater the number of water droplets, the more majestic such power. Meng Shuai clearly felt that the power that was still like a cow's hair at the beginning became as clear as a trickle of water as the water droplets increased, and the heat flow made him feel that he had become a thermal processing plant, gaining surging power from the blast furnace that melted steel

It's simply fascinating.

Meng Shuai really wanted to continue like this, but he also knew that it was impossible. How difficult the first two levels were, and how could this level be a place to deliver food to him? The real test is still to come, and I'm afraid it's not even a warm-up now.

Let's fight and cherish it.

Puff puff puff -

Another circle of water droplets fell, and Meng Shuai's movements suddenly stopped, because he was now, there were no water droplets in front of him.

The sea is still roaring at your feet, and the droplets of water should be endless, and a sudden stop can only show ......

"Is it finally about to start?" Meng Shuai looked straight and lifted the stick in front of him. Streams of heat are surging in the arm, lightly relieving the muscle strain just now.

I don't know if this gain is a test or an unexpected gain? Meng Shuai hopes that it will be an unexpected gain, so the next enemy's setting may not take into account the growth of his strength, which invisibly reduces the difficulty.

But don't think too much about the benefits, I'm afraid the real difficulty is behind.

"Who disturbed the peace of this seat and injured the children of this seat?"

At this time, the angry voice sounded, like thunder, spread for hundreds of miles, shaking people's ear drums

"Are you on the field? There are even opening remarks?" Meng Shuai snorted, and his spirit was more concentrated.

The sea parted, the white waves receded on either side, and a new behemoth slowly rose from under the sea.

Meng Shuai secretly observed that the appearance in his impression should be the image of the dragon - no way, the string of the Dinghai Divine Needle was not pulled out in his mind, and what he thought of was of course Sun Wukong's opponent the Dragon King of the East China Sea. But this behemoth was obviously not a dragon, nor was it any kind of animal or creature that Meng Shuai was familiar with.

It's still water.

A balloon of swollen water floated on the surface of the sea, and its huge body looked like a small mountain. It is obviously composed of water, but it is not as clear as the water, but it is extremely turbid, or it is not turbid, but chaos, the color of the water is not black and white, but the dimness that cannot be seen through, so that people can look at it, and they feel that their eyes have been sucked into a black hole, and they can no longer pull it out.

This is his next opponent?

Meng Shuai looked at the other party cautiously, and the other party was also looking at him.

A ball of water can actually look at people, but he does give Meng Shuai this feeling.

Different from Meng Shuai's caution, the other party's gaze was high and dismissive.

"Where did this come from, so weird?"

This sentence should have been said by Meng Shuai, but it came from the mouth of the big water balloon.

Meng Shuai couldn't help but laugh, the stick in his hand was horizontal, he wanted to call the formation, but he didn't know how to open his mouth - he didn't seem to have found a reason to provoke him.

But fortunately, the other party helped him solve this problem.

"No matter what you are, in short, the sin is unforgivable," he said, and his huge body swept towards Meng Shuai.

The water balloon's attack method is still so simple, it is nothing more than sacrificing one's body to attack, but the water ball is so big that there is no need to move the body, only mobilize a part of the water power, turn it into a tentacle, and hit Meng Shuai.

It came so fast

Meng Shuai leaned over, dodging the blow, the stick was raised high, and it was fiercely pumped on the tentacle.

Wave -

The tentacle immediately retracted, as if it had been stepped on, but it was not shattered, and after retracting, it shook in the air, as if to get rid of the pain it had just been beaten, and attacked again.

It's broken

Meng Shuai's expression became solemn, he didn't expect this water polo to be so tough. He understands that this kind of water polo is difficult to play, after all, the source of water polo is water, this is the sea, and it is the home of water polo.

But in his mind, the most difficult place to hit the water polo should be the transformation and rebirth, that is, on such a sea surface, even if a part of the water ball is broken, the opponent will probably be infinitely reorganized, almost immortal.

However, now it seems that he is thinking too much. With the stick just now, he had already used fifty percent of his strength, aiming to test the opponent's strength, and he didn't count it as keeping his hand. In battle, it is impossible for anyone to always maintain an all-out attack, except for the killing moves, the general ordinary attack is fifty or eighty percent of the power, which is already a balanced force. Meng Shuai's subsequent strikes could not break through this strength too much. However, the opponent was not even damaged under his attack, how could he still use the ability to regenerate? Instead of thinking about how to deal with the opponent's reorganization, it was better to think about how to break the layer of water skin first.

Do you really need a seal?

Meng Shuai was awe-inspiring in his heart, of course he prepared the seal, but he didn't expect it to be used so quickly.

But I don't know if it's his luck or if the test is arranged like this, the seal on this stick is very suitable for the current situation.

Because it is an extremely powerful offensive weapon

This stick is designed by Meng Shuai himself, personally sealed, of course, he knows its effect well, in the design, the shadow of the Dinghai Divine Needle lingers, Meng Shuai inevitably thought of the Monkey King to resist the majesty of 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals alone, as well as the deterrent power of demons and monsters fleeing from the wind.

So the design idea of this stick is "strong, stronger, strongest"

Therefore, Meng Shuai added several powerful and sturdy seals to this stick, which is a bit repetitive for ordinary sealers, but Meng Shuai is justified and confident, and he doesn't need a multi-functional staff, he wants the strongest weapon worthy of the majestic name of the golden hoop stick.

Now, it's time to try your best color.

"Powerful-powerful-" Meng Shuai moved the double on the seal, and the silver-white streamer turned, and then it flattened. Meng Shuai knew that the current stick was different.

At this time, the tentacles of the water polo had been rolled up again.

"Give me - shattered" a loud roar, the silver light skyrocketed, and the rod slammed the tentacles.

Fluttering, this stick seemed to hit a crispy cake, and a lot of scum fell, the tentacles were obviously injured, and the escape seemed to retract, ten times faster than just now.

It's okay, but it's not enough- Meng Shuai licked his lips - although the defense was broken, it was still far from the power he wanted to shatter with one blow.

It's just two kinds of seals, and Meng Shuai still has the strength to continue to rise.

After the tentacle retracted, it did not return to its main body, but plunged down into the water, and then pulled it back.

With such a stroke of effort, the tentacles have been completed.

Meng Shuai's expression was solemn, and sure enough, it was the same as he expected, it was the ability to repair. But then he saw that the tentacles were no longer a single color of chaos, but mixed with many white spots, mottled and mottled, exactly where they had just been shattered.

He was overjoyed in his heart, knowing that although this monster could be repaired, the quality of the repair was poor, and it could not be compared with the previous chaotic water body, and its combat effectiveness would be weakened. Presumably, if you continue to attack, you will be able to continue to damage it.

Sure enough, the water balloon yelled, "Damn the muddy ball, dare to hurt this seat, go to death quickly-" With that, his body exploded, and several tentacles pounced together, ten times faster than before

Meng Shuai sneered: "Bastard, aren't you really a bastard? As for dying, or you first" said that his body was light, and he crossed all the tentacles, and the long stick slashed down on his head, like splitting Huashan, drawing a white light.

Qianjun pressed the top of the seal of Mount Tai

The essence of the Ruyi golden hoop stick, in addition to being strong, is a heavy word, or in other words, heavy is strong. With a weight of 13,500 catties, there is a Ruyi golden hoop stick that can move and break bones and pull tendon injuries

The gravity that Meng Shuai put on the stick in his hand was not under the legendary golden hoop stick, and even exceeded the limit of his strength - even if he had strengthened his body, he still couldn't swing such a big stick for a long time, but he could move at the moment of falling, taking advantage of the situation to increase his power. The general trend of a stick is not inferior to the top of Mount Tai

Boom -

The powerful force shattered the tentacles in an instant, and everywhere they went, they were invincible

Countless chaotic balls of water splashed out and fell into the water one after another, but once they fell, they could not get up again. This is the effect of shattering with one blow, greatly preventing the opponent's regeneration ability, and the huge water ball has lost so many tentacles, not only has its size shrunk by half, but even its color has dimmed.

Good

Meng Shuai was overjoyed, this time it was really successful, but he used too much force and was unable to take advantage of the victory to pursue, looking at this stick is not something he can control freely now.

But even so, today he won

"Ahh

What does it want? Does it have to blow itself up?

But then, Meng Shuai's eyes straightened - "It's not a self-explosion, it's going to transform"

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