My Skills Are Not Serious

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Seeing the soldiers on the opposite side put away their guns and stopped shooting, the weird mechanical armor on their bodies lit up, holding a large shield and sword as if they were going to fight melee, Wu Dalang roared.

"Kill, avenge the dead brothers."

"kill."

The remaining three hundred martial artists also roared, their fighting spirit burning.

The two sides paced forward, then quickly ran and charged, and soon had a head-on collision.

The shield touched the shield, the sword split his face, all trying to hack to death.

The soldiers wearing mechanical constructions are a group of ordinary people, and the capital to fight the Awakeners mainly comes from their equipment.

The power armor, which uses the core of mutant creatures as energy source, provides hand and foot strength and defensive power. The big sword with the elemental energy of the driving core shining on the edge of the blade causes damage.

Wu Dalang had disdain for the soldiers who borrowed foreign objects to form combat effectiveness. He felt that as long as the opponent did not use firearms, he should be cutting melons and vegetables when facing him. It should be easy to win.

But he didn't expect that the opponent was not a melon but like a stone, and it was really hard to cut.

Through observation, it is found that the surface of the structured armor on the opponent's body is swimming with a layer of white streamer. This layer of white light seems to have a strong resistance to the elements. The elemental power is greatly reduced on it, and the structured armor is very thick and strong. Chopping can only leave a shallow cut on it, and it cannot cause effective damage.

"This **** can't move."

The martial artists took a lot of effort, and as a result, except for a person who used thunder elemental power and a few blunt weapons to hack and wound several soldiers, everyone else had nothing to do with these soldiers wearing structural armor.

Of course, those soldiers have nothing to do with the middle-level martial artist. One side relies on thick armor, and the other side is armed and awakened. The physical quality is stronger than ordinary people. They can easily avoid the attacks of the soldiers. The fighting between the two sides is like a turtle and a tortoise. The rabbits hammer each other, there is nothing to do with each other.

However, this kind of consumption is detrimental to the martial artist. One is elemental energy, the other is physical strength, and finally, the number of people is different.

The awakened fight consumes elemental energy, while the structured soldier relies on the core energy. As far as the endurance energy is concerned, the latter's core energy will not be consumed until you can fight again with a core, while the former can also use specific items. To supply, but the combat power will not always be at its peak, it will only get weaker and weaker. After all, no matter how good the physical strength is, relatively speaking, most of the strength comes from the soldiers in the structure. They don’t need to use too much strength by themselves, they just control Move and swing the direction of the weapon.

In terms of numbers, the martial artist is obviously at a disadvantage. There are more than 300 people against more than 2,000 people. They are also the guys who can't cut the tortoise shell. Even if the other party can't use them now, they rely on more people to fight and consume. The result is also predictable.

Fighting like this may not work, the brothers will be consumed here, and they must go.

Wu Dalang recognized the situation and wanted to take the brothers away, but he looked around and found that at some point, more than 300 of them had been surrounded by each other, and it was difficult to leave now.

"Damn it, why didn't I find it before."

Wu Dalang wanted to slap himself, wondering why he hadn't noticed the other party's encirclement.

It is almost impossible to rush out now. Even if a few of the brothers can cause damage to those soldiers, they cannot kill enough soldiers in a short period of time, and they cannot lead everyone to rush out because they cannot kill enough soldiers in a short time.

Did you die here today?

Wu Dalang was unwilling. He was not afraid of death, and he would not leave his brothers behind when he was afraid of death. What he was afraid of was that such a man would die without suffering.

Outside the encirclement, Dori looked with satisfaction at the martial artist who was surrounded by soldiers and trapped beasts still fighting and fighting, but losing his claws and convenience.

"My lord, I didn't expect this newly developed equipment to be so powerful that even Intermediate Awakeners can't use it."

One of the men standing beside Dori said excitedly.

The awakened, the transcendent in the eyes of ordinary people, was regarded as a "god" long ago, and now it is really exciting to smash in the sand in front of ordinary people wearing structural armor.

"Yep."

Dori is not as excited as her subordinates, because she knows that the structured armor can only be compared with the awakened ones below the Intermediate Level 3 level. No matter how high it is, the weaknesses are many and very obvious, although there are many other elements. Very resistant, but because of the material used in the production, I am very afraid of the thunder element, and in the face of blunt weapons and shock penetrating forces, there are also weak points of defense. Finally, it is necessary to consume the core of the middle-level mutant beast as driving energy , In the event of a battle, an intermediate core can only last for up to three hours, and then needs to be replaced, which is very expensive to use.

"Watching here, let the soldiers step up their attacks, let those people run out of elemental energy quickly, and then kill them all for me."

Dori said a word and planned to leave. Now the situation is settled, and it is boring to watch.

The subordinate nodded, and then ordered the soldiers to increase their attack, speed up the elemental energy consumption of the martial artist, so as to end the battle quickly.

The soldiers who received the order increased their attack output, forcing the martial artist to increase the consumption of elemental power and physical strength. If nothing happens, the martial artist is going to die here today.

The battle lasted for another ten minutes. Facing the continuous attack of two thousand people, the more than three hundred martial arts men could not hold it back.

"Boss, you are so aggrieved to die, it is better to take advantage of a little elemental energy, and the brothers blew themselves together. If you can't, you can drag hundreds of people to bury together. At least it is worse than being exhausted and hacked to death without killing anyone." The martial artist couldn't stand it anymore and said.

"Yes, even if I die, I have to pull a few down together."

"Anyway, I can't rush out, bite and bite, and lose my life sooner or later. It's better to blew up and earn a few heads."

Other martial artists joined together.

Wu Dalang was also battered with anger and nowhere to vent, and he immediately agreed.

"Done, our brother gave them a big one before he died, so many people blew themselves up together, I don't believe that they can't kill thousands of people, hahaha."

Just do it, the martial artists no longer resist the attacks of the soldiers, and fully mobilize the energy in their bodies to impact the heart of the source. In their chests, their respective elemental lights are lit up, and their bodies inflated like a balloon.

"No, these guys are going to explode, go back."

The knowledgeable among the soldiers yelled, and the other soldiers turned around and ran away.

When Wu Dalang saw this, he shouted: "Brothers, speed up, don't let them run too far, or you will lose if you kill a few."

"Boss, needless to say, we are all desperately urging."

The process of self-detonation caused by the impact of the heart of the source is very painful. The physical expansion of the muscles and the tearing of the lungs is not something ordinary people can tolerate, and the more actively accelerate the process, the more painful it will be. Wu Dalang and other martial artists are trying to kill a few more. Speeded up the process of self-detonation, and undoubtedly suffered tremendous pain, but none of them stopped~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Brothers, see you in the next life. "

"I will be a brother in my next life."

When the body swelled to its limit and self-detonation was about to happen, the martial arts men shouted.

At this moment, a stern shout came from a distance.

"Stop it for me!"

Wu Dalang turned the head swelling like a watermelon with difficulty, and tried to open his eyes to look in the direction of the sound, and vaguely saw someone riding an electric car rushing towards this side.

"Don't come here, you can't stop."

After saying this, the martial arts men exploded one by one, disappearing into the bright elemental light, and a violent explosion occurred.

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