Global Cataclysm: My Martial Arts Practice Automatically

A lot of introductions about alien races, Lu Chong is almost wordless in his mind.

These are all very crucial information, which are related to the outcome of this battle and cannot be omitted in the slightest.

"Killing an alien with a third-level and a first-level score will earn one point. Every time the alien's level increases, one more point will be added."

"But when you reach the fourth-level alien race, each time the level increases by one stage, it will be increased by ten points."

"The alien race at the peak of the fourth level is a full 100%."

Lu Chong recalled the scoring message and understood that this was how the rankings were for this match.

It's still a points system.

"At present, it seems that killing humans can't get points." Lu Chong thought to himself, this will also reduce the killing of players from different countries.

"Also, although there is only one peak fourth-level alien in the alien race, there are also six alien races in the fourth-level, seventh- and eighth-level. There are no less than a hundred in the fourth-level middle and low-level."

"The strength of the fourth-level alien race is equivalent to the martial arts powerhouse of China."

"And there are no more than ten people on the human side who have reached the Martial Sect. No wonder we have to use our lives to hold off the alien race."

"In this way, the aliens are the hunters, and we are the real prey." Lu Chong recalled it and did not dare to take it lightly.

Just as he was thinking about it, the countdown of the synthetic sounds in the room had already begun—

"10, 9, 8...3, 2, 1, the airborne begins!"

call!

In a blink of an eye, the scenery in front of Lu Chong changed again. The surroundings were foggy, and he was wearing a parachute and falling freely from the sky.

Lu Chong could not see if there were any other humans around, but he could faintly see the connected islands below.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the ground, Lu Chong opened his parachute, the speed of descent dropped sharply, and he began to drift toward the island below with the wind.

The sea islands are so large that Lu Chong couldn't even see the whole picture from a high altitude.

After getting closer, he saw that the island he was about to land on was full of towering trees.

The surrounding fog gradually receded, but Lu Chong still didn't see anyone else, as if he was the only one in this world, and it was extraordinarily cold.

He also didn't have the communicator he usually used in the wilderness, so he couldn't contact his family.

Regarding this point, it has been introduced just now that the communication technology of alien races far exceeds that of Blue Star.

Therefore, you must not use the communicator at this time, otherwise you will not only expose your own intentions, but may also be locked in position.

When there were still more than 100 meters above the ground, Lu Chong's pupils suddenly tightened for a moment.

There is an ambush!

I saw a black shadow jumping out of the canopy of a big tree directly below, spanning nearly 100 meters, and rushing towards Lu Chong.

When you get close, you can see that this is a monster covered in snakeskin black clothes.

"Alien?!"

Although Lu Chong was not disturbed, even though he was still on the parachute and had nowhere to borrow, he was not afraid.

The body shook, and the parachute that bound him was shaken away, and he threw it out with the technique of nianhua fingers, covering the alien race.

The huge umbrella is like a big net, covering the aliens.

Stab it!

With a stroke of the machete in the hands of the alien race, the umbrella surface was directly divided into two.

"Mummy, the weapons equipped by this alien race are also the most advanced, and they are all catching up with our fourth-level weapons."

Lu Chong snorted, his umbrella that blessed Yuanneng was very tough, and he didn't expect to be defeated by the opponent's blow.

However, it was also this buffering opportunity that made the aliens lose their first chance and quickly fell down.

Lu Chong also fell quickly, maintaining a fighting stance, not daring to relax.

At this time, he has noticed that the aura of this alien race should be of the third level and sixth grade, and it is not particularly difficult to deal with.

Thinking of this, Lu Chong deliberately controlled his breath and stayed at the fourth rank of martial arts.

The method of controlling the breath comes from the low-grade martial arts that Lu Chong found in the arsenal half a month ago, which is called the Containment of Breathing Jue.

In addition to being able to control the strength of one's own breath in battle, it can even restrain life fluctuations.

Relatively tasteless, most martial arts practitioners simply do not have the energy to practice, unless they want to be assassins.

But Lu Chong has an automatic training system, so it doesn't matter if he learns another Qimen martial arts.

At this time, he hides his cultivation, not to pretend to be a pig to eat a tiger, but to try to avoid the detection of aliens.

The detection methods of alien races are higher than that of human beings. If the other party is allowed to detect his cultivation in advance, it is likely that a fourth-level powerhouse will be sent to hunt him down immediately.

In that case, he would be too passive.

On the contrary, he now only shows the cultivation base of the fourth rank of the martial master, that is, he can attack and retreat and defend.

In midair, Lu Chong and the alien were still falling, but the fight between the two never stopped.

The horns above the alien's head flickered, and then there was a laser beam of primordial energy, stabbing Lu Chong more than ten meters away.

Lu Chong was not used to him either, feeling the intensity of the beam, swiping his palm like a knife, and the 18-style hob gang swaying out like a splash of ink.

The knife gang traverses the space between the two, cutting the Yuan energy beam to dissipate, and slashing at the opposite alien.

boom!

The people of the alien race who were hit by the sword gang flipped on their backs, threw them into the canopy, and then rolled to the ground.

boom!

Lu Chong fell to the ground, smashed a huge pit, and then jumped out of the big pit, rushing towards the alien without hesitation.

He had already felt just now that the alien was cut by his own sword and did not die.

Even, because of the strange and tough snakeskin suit on the opponent's body, Lu Chong's sword gang couldn't break through his defense.

"Mummy, in terms of equipment, these alien races are simply a dimensionality reduction blow."

Lu Chong scolded his stomach while running the high wind and shadowless step, turning into an afterimage and rushing towards the opponent.

Grumpy!

The alien made a strange noise, probably scolding Lu Chong.

Of course Lu Chong couldn't understand it, but it didn't prevent him from replying with a scolding, "CNM!"

The big eyes under the alien's blindfold were full of confusion, but he was not slow in firing his knife, and he recoiled towards Lu Chong.

"This virtual alien is quite realistic."

Lu Chong thought in his heart, his body method remained the same, but he also had to fight close to the opponent.

He also wanted to give it a try, what was the melee ability of the alien race.

When the two approached, Lu Chong's golden bell was opened, and he seemed to be wearing a pale gold close-fitting gauze.

This is the evolved golden bell, which is several times stronger than the original defense, and is not so bloated at the same time.

clang!

The alien's machete slashed at Lu Chong's body, but the sound of a bell rang.

Lu Chong was unscathed, and the alien's machete was blown away by a huge rebound force.

"The speed and strength are good, stronger than the average 6th dan martial artist." Lu Chong secretly analyzed.

"However, they don't seem to have the augmentation skills in our martial arts, only brute force?"

Thinking of this, Lu Chong rushed up again, wanting to try again with the unarmed alien race.

But at this moment, his complexion suddenly changed slightly, and he noticed that seven or eight dark shadows were coming towards him.

"Is this inviting my companions to besiege me?" Lu Chong sneered, "Then I won't play with you for now."

Capture the Dragon!

Lu Chong reached out and grabbed it, a huge suction force grabbed the alien who wanted to avoid the edge for a while.

click!

With a sudden force, he twisted the alien's neck.

However, Lu Chong was stunned to discover that the alien in front of him had twisted his neck, came back to life, and grinned at himself.

"Really immortal?"

Lu Chong murmured, stretched out his other hand, and slapped the alien's head with a stack of waves.

The dark energy of Dielang Palm directly penetrated the opponent's hood and brain bone, and penetrated into the inside of the skull.

This time, the aliens finally swallowed unwillingly.

call……

Lu Chong let out a sigh of relief, turned around and ran away with the small alien corpse in hand.

A group of aliens roared behind them, with red eyes, chasing after them.