Pirate’s Infinite Wings

However, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, the light attached to the two swords disappeared instantly, including the brilliance of all the equipment on Fang Lang's body, without exception.

One hit must hit! However, Heathcliff's health has only dropped by one-third, and a faint golden light curtain has appeared on his body - fighting spirit is surging!

"Damn it!" After Fang Lang spat secretly, the whole person quickly drew back the distance. As the skill he originally possessed, no one knew better than him how powerful and terrifying this skill was!

However, the powerful Heathcliff did not stop at blocking the attack, but kicked his feet, and began to attack Fang Lang like a storm!

You come, I block, you retreat, I kill! The two of them competed back and forth like this, and every move of each other implied the intention of killing each other.

Accompanied by the violent shouts in each other's mouths, the swords of the two sides collided for the last time and rubbed a huge spark, and then quickly opened the distance between them.

"Huh!" It has to be said that Fang Lang really felt the strength of Heathcliff.

It wasn't like in the original work that he was able to win Kirito only by relying on the compulsory protection mechanism given by the system. In fact, Heathcliff's own swordsmanship is really strong, after countless sword confrontations in the past ten minutes.

Except for two of the swords, he was able to break through the defense by exchanging wounds for wounds, all of them were blocked by Heathcliff without exception. This kind of technique is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to do. That incomparably tyrannical sword just vanished into thin air, replaced by an ordinary sword with no light at all.

"Ability! Deprivation!" Heathcliff slowly spit out these words from his mouth, looking at Fang Lang with a half-smile in his eyes.

"Is it really good for you to use your abilities so well?" Fang Lang's complexion began to sink following the beeps one after another, and he said slowly again in his mouth: "You are not afraid that I will call you Kayaba Akihiko. Tell others about it?"

Heathcliff looked at Fang Lang, whose face was sinking like water, but there was still a hint of amusement in his eyes: "As a game manager, shouldn't you balance the game? As for debunking... Hehe, that would be more interesting to me, wouldn't it? "

"Heh!" Fang Lang snorted coldly and did not answer, but the two swords in his hands pointed at Heathcliff again, with endless fighting spirit revealed in his eyes, pressing Heathcliff tightly.

"The feeling of being deprived of your ability is really unpleasant! As the price, are you ready to bear my anger?"

Words fall, people move! Fang Lang's figure flashed and appeared in front of Heathcliff immediately, and the two swords in his hands slashed at his head fiercely with infinite momentum.

"There are two tricks." But obviously Heathcliff didn't think about it that much, he just danced the sword in his hand and put it back at his waist.

Seeing that he retracted the sword, Fang Lang naturally stopped holding the sword tightly in his hand in a petty manner, and put it away in the same way, smiling slightly: "Each to each other."

"Then you really don't decide to join our Knights of the Blood Alliance?"

"Ah, for the time being, I don't plan to join any legion. After all, it's more like a bondage to me. That's obviously not what I want."

Hearing these words of affirmation, Heathcliff shook his head, then turned and disappeared into the night.

As for Fang Lang's deprived skills, he will naturally not return them. After all, he has said that as a gm of a game, he naturally needs to eliminate this imbalance factor, otherwise when a person is really invincible Now, what's the point of this game?

And the reason why Fang Lang didn't denounce those skills was because he wanted to hone himself, because as Heathcliff said, if a person has a sword like his and has extremely powerful equipment, then it is true will affect the balance.

More importantly, this invincible mentality will affect his will to become stronger.

For a person, if you have already stood at the top of a field, how can you have the motivation to continue to soar to the blue sky? In the same way, Fang Lang thought about it and decided to rely on his true strength to clear the world.

What's more, Heathcliff didn't really do too much, at least the attributes of Fang Lang's equipment still exist, and only those additional skills disappear.

With a new goal, Fang Lang's mind suddenly became clear, and the bottleneck formed after the breakthrough just now was slightly loosened, and then he also slowly disappeared into this dense environment like Heathcliff. In the dark night.

If it wasn't for the fact that the corpses of those monsters on the ground haven't been refreshed yet, no one would have thought that the two legendary figures in Aincrad had already had an earth-shattering exchange of ideas here, and it can even be said that they had the mentality of destroying each other. .

Along the way, Fang Lang didn't encounter any more troublesome things, but returned to the town smoothly, and walked to a familiar place - the hotel. After quickly entering the room he had reserved, he fell asleep like this past.

At this time, Asuna, who was also on the fourth floor of Aincrad, was sitting slowly on the steps of the square alone, thinking about Fang Lang's attitude towards her.

Fang Lang, who hasn't contacted her for several days, has already made Asuna feel a slight sense of crisis. She is already planning how to stabilize Fang Lang's heart. After all, in this world, she can move on. The power is only Fang Lang.

As for reality... family or something... hehe...

For some, a night is obviously very short, for others, a night is as long as a century...

Fang Lang who woke up suddenly heard the sound of the sect knocking on the door. After quickly getting dressed, he walked quickly to the door of the room in three steps and two steps. At the same time, he couldn't help but wonder who would come early in the morning look for him.

Opening the door, it was indeed a strong fragrance to pounce on Fang Lang first, and suddenly he couldn't help moving his index finger, and his stomach began to growl desperately. ..