Disaster Strikes

After the Vajra Fist was defeated by the opponent's unknown palm technique, Chen Mo retreated more than ten meters before releasing the power.

His shield value was reduced again, and his right hand felt very sore.

If he was exposed a few more times like this, he might be dislocated and disabled. This made him look shocked. This was a phenomenon that had never happened since he cultivated the Vajra Fist!

And the opponent's skills and moves seemed to be only at the D level, and the skill strength did not reach the level of suppression.

"How could this be?"

Chen Mo's mind turned rapidly.

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He was not a stupid person, and suddenly thought of the conversation when he followed Xuanzong.

"If you meet someone who practices boxing in the future, remember not to confront him head-on."

This was what Xuanzong said to him casually after seeing his basic fingering skills improving day by day.

But because he was devoted to cultivating his inner strength at the beginning, he didn't pay much attention to it. Now that he thinks about it carefully, he suddenly realizes it.

There is a mutual restraint relationship between fist, palm and finger techniques!

These experiences need to be accumulated bit by bit by each natural disasterer in the actual combat process.

At the moment when Chen Mo was distracted, the shocker had rushed to him again.

Chen Mo focused his attention on his right hand, and noticed that he could flexibly switch between fist, palm and finger techniques, and his pupils shrank.

"Generally, boxers take the route of specialization and gradually develop a single system, while the shocker takes the route of checks and balances because of his inherent disadvantage in energy. In this way, even if he uses D-level skills to counter B-level skills, it is no longer a pipe dream."

When there was only a few meters away from Chen Mo, three fingers stretched out on the fist of the shocker.

D-level skill, three-finger penetration Lv9.

Concentrating energy on the fingertips of three fingers can cause defense skills to ignore additional defense damage, with +2 points of bleeding per second, -3 defense, and a killing effect after falling into weakness.

Lv4 additional attribute: Pierce, can cause 35% additional damage to shield skills.

Lv7 additional attribute: Tear, can reduce the target's defense by 6%.

After noticing that Chen Mo did not take any countermeasures, he immediately activated the fingering skill, intending to tear apart the amazingly strong shield on Chen Mo's body.

Seeing this, Chen Mo immediately split into two and drew a residual image, which was the Omega clone of the alloy magnetic field.

At this moment, Chen Mo actually used it as a substitute.

After all, with so many people watching, it is almost a fantasy to want to absorb the power of annihilation.

Fortunately, it is not just Chen Mo who cannot exert his full strength. The four-member group of wine, sex, money and anger also has many restrictions, so it is not a question of who is taking advantage.

Silver light flashed.

The three fingers of the blaster instantly tore apart the Omega clone.

Chen Mo's main body took this opportunity to fly back and retracted the alloy magnetic field into his body.

The blaster looked surprised and frowned slightly at his right hand. He couldn't remember what the battle process was just now. For a moment, he couldn't help but feel a little dazed, and looked at Chen Mo with a weird look.

The evil sword rolled and circled in the air, and the hilt fell into Chen Mo's hand.

It's quite embarrassing to say.

His basic assassination and basic slashing have been regressing because of lack of practice. When dealing with weak people, it's not a big problem to rely on the attribute advantage, but it's really embarrassing to use swordsmanship to deal with the blaster at this moment.

At this time.

Kong Fang, who was exhausted in the distance, was at the critical moment of the battle with Li Mu. Countless copper coins were returned to the gold and silver sword. He stood in front of the altar and kept stamping anxiously, activating the paper man to besiege Li Mu.

His profession is a fusion of witch, Feng Shui master, and monk.

The so-called witch is a primitive profession of praying, fortune-telling, astrology, blessing, disaster prevention, and treatment in the relatively simple period of civilization.

Feng Shui masters have the power to observe the situation, see the air, see the face, choose the day, Feng Shui, avoid evil and choose auspicious days.

Monks pursue to change their fate against the will of heaven, to conquer nature, and to be free and happy.

Kong Fang combined the three, based on the Feng Shui master, and always placed himself in the most auspicious place through the altar, completing the so-called palace, taking the advantages of various objective factors that he could influence as his own, and eliminating unfavorable factors.

Therefore, this so-called altar is the palace.

He suddenly noticed that there seemed to be some problems with the arrangement of the copper coins of the money sword in his hand, and he was stunned for a moment.

"A sign of great misfortune?"

Then he noticed from the corner of his eye that a clay mouse drilled out of the ground appeared under the altar.

Boom!

Accompanied by a violent explosion, the altar was destroyed by Chen Mo again.

Kong Fang screamed immediately, but Li Mu took the opportunity to cut off one of his arms holding the money sword.

Just when Li Mu was about to pursue the victory, Kong Fang shouted.

"God of Wealth!"

The gold ingot in his other hand suddenly expanded to a huge size of ten feet, and fell from the sky, turning into a gold ingot altar, emitting dazzling golden light and precious energy.

Kong Fang shouted, and at this moment his body was emitting golden light, and the whole person was like gold casting.

Li Mu frowned slightly.

"Invite the gods?"

Kong Fang's heart was bleeding. He did activate the technique of inviting gods to possess his body, but the god he invited was the God of Wealth, and the price was the golden essence and precious energy in the gold ingot altar. Every second counts as points!

Of course.

This so-called inviting gods is not a real god.

Most of them are just some time and space anchor points left behind when fourth- and fifth-level creatures expanded their influence, and were used by lower-level creatures.

"It's a loss, it's a loss, it's a loss."

But fortunately, with his greatly increased strength, he no longer needs to worry about Li Mu's threat.

other side.

Qian Song didn't know what kind of method he used, but he actually knocked Lilith off the wine gourd and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Qian Song laughed loudly.

She was no less crazy than Bing Ling, and she immediately fired a paper cross dart at Lilith.

This talisman paper cross dart is divided into two, two is divided into four, and the four is divided into eight, and points directly at Lilith. The momentum is really huge.

There was a snap.

Lilith swung her whip.

Immediately afterwards, these talisman paper cross darts returned to the original one one after another, and then Lilith jumped to avoid them.

boom!

The talisman cross dart exploded, but Qian Song frowned slightly.

"Harmless hints are troublesome enough."

Although Qian Song looked arrogant on the surface, at this moment, she began to become cautious in her heart.

The superficial characteristic of harmless hints is that when the caster does not launch an attack, the power of all attacks by the recipient will be sharply reduced. However, as the harmless hints accumulate for a longer time, the caster's first attack , the power will continue to increase.

This skill combined with her Night Tonic is simply incomprehensible.

Therefore, if a male natural disaster sufferer of the same level fights one-on-one on a moonlit night, he has almost no chance of winning and can only evade and run away.

in this way.

Her pairing with a drunkard is what people call the reincarnation of wine and lust. In the bloody storm and intestinal poisonous wine, she sucks people to death with harmless hints and night-time tonics.

His eyes returned to Chen Mo and the Detonator.

The two gradually launched a more intense confrontation.

Although Chen Mo's basic attributes and basic skills are not inferior, because the opponent is more specialized in personal professional characteristics, Chen Mo appears to be very passive in the back-and-forth battle between the two sides.

When Chen Mo launched the powerful Vajra Fist again, the blaster's fingers instantly turned into palms, making a tolerant grasping gesture towards Chen Mo.

Chen Mo sighed inwardly, and then his body flew over uncontrollably.

"This can't go on like this."

Chen Mo realized that in this kind of head-on battle, he was no match for the blaster, but then he felt that he was locked by a suction force, and his eyes suddenly widened.

He actually also mastered the suction technique, which is also the method that the Upside Down Monk is best at.

"drink!"

Seeing that the body that should have been pushed away by the opponent was involuntarily sucked back in, Chen Mo immediately shouted loudly, and the evil sword disappeared in a flash, landing behind the blaster's chest.

He vaguely felt the illusion of a dull knife cutting cowhide.

As Chen Mo's body fell uncontrollably into the palm of the blaster, the next moment the blaster turned his claws into fists and used an iron fist attack to blast Chen Mo away seven or eight meters away, then hit him heavily. On sandy ash.

However, Chen Mo's despicable mind shield was still not broken.

He stood up again like nothing happened.

Seeing such a scene with his own eyes, the bomber's eyes suddenly widened, he gasped and took a deep breath, showing a hint of disbelief.

Then he looked down at the Evil Sword on his chest.

Although the wound was not deep, there was no doubt that the opponent's attack had broken through his defense and some blood flowed out. This was the third wound on his body.

Seeing that the evil sword seemed to want to continue to penetrate into his body, he snorted coldly and reached out to grab the evil sword.

There was a pop.

Chen Mo quickly controlled the Evil Sword to retreat and hover above his head. He looked at his shield value with a solemn expression, and found that there were less than 400 points left.

Although this shield value is not much for Chen Mo, for the vast majority of natural disaster victims, it is almost a desperate number.

After the despicable person's telekinesis shield swallowed up the monk's body-protecting aura, the strength of the shield value was simply unbelievable.

"We can't continue to get stuck in his fighting rhythm."

This blaster is a standard boxer.

If he continues to fight like this, Chen Mo may have a hard time winning. This is a type of opponent he has never come into contact with before.

Although the Evil Sword can break through its defense, the damage is very limited.

It would be unwise to continue fighting with him like this.

Seeing the opponent attacking again, Chen Mo actually put away the evil sword, turned it into a spiritual light and disappeared on his cuffs. The tour guide's loudspeaker reappeared in his palm, and kept rotating and amplifying. The bell mouth faced the incoming blaster. .

When the people watching the battle from a distance saw this, they were actually more excited than the people participating in the battle.

Some people even exclaimed excitedly.

"He's going to use that skill again!"

"This time it's heading in our direction, get out of the way!"

"Hey, the traveler's big speaker information needs to be recorded carefully."

Seeing this, the detonator's expression changed slightly.

Because of his previous experience, he did not choose to respond rashly this time.

He crossed his arms in front of his chest, assuming a full defense posture, and an energy shield composed of countless hexagons appeared on his body.

D-level skill, Mutated Turtle Shell Technique Lv7.

"roar!"

This time the distance between the two sides was only more than ten meters.

As the torrent of golden sound waves activated by the tour guide's loudspeaker surged forward with the force of swallowing up mountains and rivers and destroying everything, the detonator's eyes suddenly widened, the shield on his body was instantly torn to pieces, and his body vibrated at high frequency in the sound waves.

The arms that were originally crossed in front of his chest were involuntarily thrown behind him.

"Ah..."

The Shocker used the last of his strength to roar heartbreakingly, straightened his chest, and then was blasted away more than 200 meters by the violent sound waves, tumbling in the air and disappearing in the rolling sandstorm in the distance.