27. The Enemy Returning from the Dark World (2)
The Soul Suspension can manipulate the heat and make me fly, but the flying ability cannot be simply used in combat, and it also requires a variety of skills, so I have developed this set of body methods with the acceleration of the low-intensity flame jet.
In battle, I was able to increase my body speed to about 150 kilometers per hour, which seems to be not as fast as the top speed of an ordinary car, but it is actually very difficult to control this speed with the physical liliang alone.
Ordinary people only use this speed to run a few tens of meters, and they will knock themselves to death.
Hanging swimming can also increase the speed, if combined with the "fetish" ability of the white bone sword, I can even compete with the fastest swift among the birds, but at a higher speed, my reflex nerves can no longer control, after all, I don't use this speed to run on a wide track, but to fight people, and I have to make changes every moment.
If I only have speed and no change, as long as the master of boxing predicts the direction of my movement, what awaits me is the miserable end of crashing into the opponent's attack.
The scrawny old man obviously can't keep up with my speed, but he is like a magic stick, he can predict the changes in my every move, and the bamboo pole in his hand can accurately break my tricks with just a casual pick.
We fought twenty or thirty moves in a short time, and I couldn't take advantage of it, which is already a rare and fresh experience for me. Even in Zhou Jin's team, the people who can put pressure on me like this are only Lu Bu, Zhou Jin and Zhao Yun, and Li Huchan is inferior to this old guy.
The hatred and killing intent hit this old man's spirit, like an endless sea tide, slapping on the hard reef in the air, and no matter what, it couldn't shake the old man's spirit in the slightest.
The fist technique, the hatred and killing intent, could not allow me to defeat the enemy, and the battle situation was slightly stalemate for a while.
"Shockwave can't do it, shockwave can only increase my attack power, but in fact, this old man's body and defense are not so strong, my current attack power is enough, I just can't hit him, change to the shockwave that increases attack power, the same still can't hit him, it's just a waste of soul power. ”
I was not happy with the change in my hands and feet, and my mind was spinning rapidly, trying to find a way to defeat the enemy.
"If the shock wave fails, the mountains will slow down, and the only way to rely on the system of Dan Tribulation, Hanging Swimming, and Illusory Fire can only be relied upon. Play a few illusions with him and see how he breaks the ......"
I decided on the tactics in an instant, directly increasing the attack power, and I was not sure what I could do against this scrawny old man, so I hit the idea on the illusory fire.
The illusory fire can transform into flames, it has no attack power of its own, and the transformed flames only have the form of flames, but they cannot burn anything. However, the illusory fire can control any flame, improve the ability to manipulate the flame, and the flame energy transformed by the Dan Tribulation and the Hanging Swim can be doubled after the condensation of the illusory fire.
I don't need to increase the power of the flame, I just need to transform the liliang of the flame.
Just as I staggered past the scrawny old man, I flew out with an elbow hammer and elbowed straight to the old man's face. In this scrawny old man, the bamboo pole in his hand was pointed straight out, straight to the numb tendon on my elbow, and suddenly a flame flew out from under my armpit, burning the old man's eyes.
The scrawny old man was also experienced in a hundred battles, and he was not flustered, so he suddenly withdrew the bamboo pole in his hand, drew a circle in front of him, and surrounded the flames that flew out with a strong force. But just as he was about to shake off the ambushed flames, the golden shroud turned into a sharp blade, flew out suddenly, and slashed at the bamboo pole in the old man's hand.
There is a method of bunching cloth into a stick in boxing, although I don't understand, but boxing to the point where I can say that one law can pass through a hundred methods, all kinds of tricks of bunching cloth into sticks, even if you don't learn it, you can spy a few points, not to mention that the golden shroud is not an ordinary cloth, and after opening up the soul of the soul, it is even more psychic.
This blow exceeded the expectations of the scrawny old man, and he hurriedly took a step back, and threw the encircled flame on the golden shroud, and even hit it, this move can be said to be extremely clever. But he didn't know that the illusory fire was not a real fire in the first place, and it couldn't burn anything, and he wanted to use this flame to burn the Golden Shroud, but he miscalculated.
While it is true that the Golden Shroud is afraid of fire, it is not afraid of illusory fire, not to mention that I can perfectly manipulate the flames and burn them at will, or not burn everything in the world.
The golden shroud pierced through the illusory fire, and was still wrapped around the bamboo pole in the hands of the scrawny old man, and the treasure immediately gave birth to the power to swallow it, wanting to devour the bamboo pole completely.
The skinny old man's luck fought twice, but how could he compete with me? Even Lu Bu could only rely on one punch and seven strengths to burst out with a stronger attack power than mine, and he would not be brute force with me. He even lucked more than ten times, but he couldn't get rid of the golden shroud, under my like a storm of boxing step by step, the skinny old man weighed the pros and cons, and could only take off his hand and let go of the bamboo pole, and slapped and beat with both hands, dissolving the killing moves in my more than ten moves.
The skinny old man took off the bamboo pole, and he was a little hesitant, I didn't care what he was hesitating, I was about to take advantage of his illness and kill him. Although I took the old man's blade, I was not good at sticks, and although this bamboo pole was a little strange, it was not lethal enough, and I could not increase much power in my hand. So I threw it away with the Golden Shroud, and my fist changed again and again, and I was a killer.
The skinny old man's footwork is wonderful, step by step, step by step, around most of the circle, depending on how fierce my attack is, how ruthless my fist is, how strong my strength is, but a punch and a kick is like hitting in the fog, it is difficult to really hit the opponent. This old man's fist technique can be called superb, almost a little bit of Zhao Yun's magic technique.
In the blink of an eye, we had already fought seventy or eighty moves, and the skinny old man suddenly let out a long howl, and the bamboo pole firmly wrapped in the golden shroud on the ground suddenly wriggled and turned into a verdant and turquoise strange snake, and scurried up from the ground.
I was taken aback, and was about to command the Golden Shroud to entangle this verdant and turquoise snake, which twisted a few times, and actually got rid of the entanglement of the Golden Shroud, jumped up on the ground, and picked it up like a scrawny old man's hand, and turned into an inconspicuous bamboo pole again.