Marvel: God of Spear Technical Advisor

"Bang" a powerful punch hit the magic shield constructed of golden runes, making a crisp sound like a metal collision.

He held the shield forward with his left hand and wrestled with the opponent. At the same time, he flicked the trapped right hand, and Kunlun Qi burst out from the inside out, trying to break away from the opponent's palm. Unexpectedly, the released Kunlun Qi hit the opponent's palm.

If you touch it, you will be squeezed back like a river rolling back.

The opponent's fingers and palms were motionless, and he exerted force, trying to pull the body forward. Between the lightning and flint, the magic shield suddenly expanded, as if the car tire turned into an eighteen-wheel heavy truck; the sharp outer edge of the shield cut

Arms to "Surfer Boy."

Similar to the previous punch, the shield was also cut into nothing; the opponent's arm turned into an invisible energy body at the moment when the shield was cut up, which resolved the damage, but also allowed Xiang Qian to seize the opportunity to break free.

Take control.

An overwhelming energy flow burst out from the body of "Surfer Boy"; even with the skills and consciousness of a forward fighting master, there was no time to react, and he could only desperately strengthen the magic structure of the shield.

With a "boom" sound, the sound of the energy flow hitting the shield was like a thunderbolt from the blue, causing the shield to flicker and flicker. The huge impact force pushed the shield forward and fell from a high place, like a meteorite falling to the ground, sending up a cloud of smoke and dust.

He struggled forward and jumped out of the pit, landing right next to Master Wang.

"Shorter..." Master Wang squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth; most of his energy was spent on maintaining the mirror space. Even so, the stability of the space was still steadily deteriorating.

"Surfer Boy" fell forward and backward, instead of pursuing the victory, but further impacted the magical structure of the mirror space.

The blurred space cracks spread slowly but surely in the sky and the ground, making the entire mirror space look like a glass painting that could break at any time.

If it were normal times, Qiang Qian might have said something witty, such as "It's better for men to be as long as possible"; but at this moment, he had no such idle thoughts at all.

After just two rounds of fighting, Qiang Xiang already knew that this would be the most difficult battle he had ever faced - because this time he had no soft food to eat. Although he didn't understand why the teacher made such a request, it was already over.

We can only bite the bullet and fight.

After the previous brief confrontation, Xiang Xiang already understood that Kunlun Qi was of little use to "Surfer Boy". The other party's body had obviously been modified and was not a normal life form. Not only was it solid in texture, but it could transform between material and energy forms at any time;

Kunlun Qi, an energy form that relies on living things, is basically ineffective against it.

He turned around and said to Senior Brother Wang: "Try to make it as long as possible..." He opened his shields forward again and jumped into the air again while stepping on the changing terrain.

The silver figure seemed to be aware of it. He lowered his head and took the forward figure into his eyes. Soon, balls of rich and chaotic energy fell from the sky and hit the jumping Master Kama Taj one after another.

The energy group hits the magic shield, causing ripples; the properties of these energies are complex and disorderly, and their effects on the magic shield are also different: some energy groups will greatly reduce the magic strength of the shield, and some will interfere with it.

The magical structure of the shield may even in turn enhance the magic power of the shield.

But before Xiang Xiang could be happy, he discovered that the types of energy groups were rapidly decreasing.

The energy that was beneficial to the shield was gone, and only the energy that would destroy the shield's magic was still pouring down, and the density was getting bigger and bigger.

It is obvious that the other party has consciously selected the types of energy.

As the density and intensity of energy attacks increase, the speed of his forward jump becomes slower and slower; in order to maintain the magic shield, his magic power reserves are consumed rapidly, and the consumption rate has already exceeded the speed of replenishment from the soul universe.

"Made!" Seeing the other party throwing out all kinds of energy for free, Xiang Qian couldn't help cursing in his heart. Whether it was a weapon research and development expert or a Kama Taj mage, he looked down upon it.

The other party's wasteful behavior.

Ordinary people develop weapons, while mages study magic. Although the paths are different, whether it is the heat energy of gunpowder burning, the potential energy of electromagnetic reaction, or the magical power of magic, they are all a type of energy. Only through transformation can more efficient attacks be formed.

force.

Amit, Mephisto and many other opponents have also used magic and divine power to wash away the magical structure of the mirror space, and the methods are similar; but they at least know how to gather, concentrate or explode their power to increase the intensity of the energy impact as much as possible.

However, "Surfer Boy"'s method of throwing energy does not carry out the "transformation" step at all. It is like a person who clearly could shoot the enemy but refuses to do so. Instead, he pours out the gunpowder from the bullet shell and uses it to ignite the fire.

A bullet can kill a person, but can the gunpowder in the bullet case burn a person?

This is exactly what makes Xiang Qiang depressed; it is clear that the opponent is using an extremely inefficient and energy-consuming fighting method, but he can rely on a steady stream of energy to shake the mirror space while suppressing himself to the point of being unable to move.

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In traditional fighting, there is a saying that "one force can defeat ten". In the past, I used this principle to hit people forward, but today I was beaten back using the same principle.

With a "bang" sound, both shields in his hands were shattered, and he himself enjoyed the process of another meteor falling to the ground.

After emerging from the pit, he was still beside Senior Brother Wang. The two hard-working senior brothers stood side by side in a row.

"How long are you left?" The careless look on his face made Senior Brother Wang want to beat him up.

Unfortunately, it was not possible; Master Wang didn't even have the strength to speak at this time, not to mention that he couldn't use his hands to hit people.

The destruction of the mirror space by "Surfer Boy" has reached a limit, and this small world that seems real and illusory will turn into powder at any time.

Looking at Senior Brother Wang's bulging eyes and grimace, he waved his hand forward and said, "Okay, okay, pretend I didn't ask, I also think that question is very annoying."

Senior Brother Wang just couldn't speak. If he could speak, he would probably spit in his face: "Does your balls hurt? I feel like my balls are about to burst..."

He looked up at the silver figure in mid-air, and told Master Wang with a solemn expression: "I will take over the space magic structure in a while, and then open the portal; senior brother, you must seize the opportunity to exit."

After saying that, before Master Wang could react, the magic power on Qiang Qian's body suddenly became violent; countless magic lines flowed out from his fingers, palms, heart, mouth and eyebrows, and scattered in all directions.

Each magic pattern represents a formed magic, which is an almost substantial manifestation of magic. Only when magic is cast with extremely strong magic can such a wonder be seen.

Master Wang was horrified, and felt that the heavy pressure on his body was instantly gone. Looking around, the crumbling mirror space did not know when it would become stable again; the cracks in the space spreading around quickly shrunk and disappeared, as if they were covered by a

The invisible hand wiped it out of thin air.

Before Master Wang could speak, a portal opened behind the two of them. He stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "It's time to leave here. You can't participate in the next battle."

Master Wang was speechless for a moment; the frivolous and lively tone in his memory disappeared, replaced by a calm, firm, and undeniable majesty.

Senior Brother Wang turned around and left without saying a word.

All the direct disciples of the Supreme Mage are veterans who have experienced countless dimensional wars and never lack decisive action.