Quadruple split

“Ah!!”

In Yi Dong’s private room, Gu Xiaole stood up suddenly, staring at the figure leaning forward on the screen with wide eyes. In an instant, he appeared behind Xinglong, slowly lowering the long sword that had been transferred to his left hand at some point. The purple-haired half-dragon with a calm expression screamed.

As a result, Yu Chen, who was concentrating on watching the game, jumped up subconsciously and was almost scared offline by the shout.

"You want to die!"

Yi Dong, who was also frightened, glared at Gu Xiaole with gritted teeth and said unhappily: "Why are you shouting so loudly for no reason! Yu Chen was almost scared to death by you."

Yu Chen, who was still in shock, shrank his neck and whispered: "I'm not scared to death..."

"Woo! Sorry Chenchen, I really didn't mean it!"

Gu Xiaole, who immediately rushed up to hug Yu Chen after glaring at Yi Dong, turned to the screen and said with sparkling eyes: "But Brother Mo is really handsome! It makes me want to marry him!"

"Woo-woo! Cough cough cough cough!"

Yi Dong, who was drinking a drink to calm himself, sprayed out a mouthful of Coke, covered his chest and coughed violently like a tuberculosis patient, his expression was as painful and distorted as it could be.

"What?"

Gu Xiaole glanced at his cousin and said happily: "You told me not to harass your brother every now and then, but now I'm falling in love with someone else. Are you unhappy for Tanjiang again?"

Yi Dong deleted the Coke that he sprayed out through the system command, and replied unhappily: "I just don't want to let you, a monster, go out and harm others."

"Don't worry."

Gu Xiaole, who hugged Yu Chen like a pillow, smiled and said: "Your sister is not suitable for dating someone who can breathe. My dream destination is to take my last breath surrounded by countless paper husbands."

"Your dream destination is a bit pitiful."

"Shut up, you know nothing."

"..."

… …

At the same time

Public space, Ji Xiaoge’s private room

“This guy…”

Because Jiawen and Merlin were busy running online, Ji Xiaodao, who was watching the game alone in his sister’s room, also stared at the man who had no power to fight back in front of him not long ago, but now exuded a strong sense of oppression that could be felt through the screen, and his expression was so calm that it was a little distorted. He murmured: “What’s going on.”

Admittedly, Gu Xiaole, who had already reached the epic level in terms of realm, was fully qualified to be surprised by that sword, but as the sword skill that was directly ‘taken away’ by the opponent, as the owner of that move [Extreme Sword·Wind and Moon], the shock Ji Xiaodao received at this moment could not be described in words.

You know, just a few minutes ago, the man who seemed to be mute had perfectly copied the move [Extreme Sword·Wind and Moon]. Although due to the character panel, passive skills, weapons and equipment, and talents, the move was far less sharp in his hands than when Ji Xiaodao used it, but even she had to admit that there was almost no fault in the ‘spirit’ and ‘charm’ of Mo Tan’s sword, which was almost exactly the same as the ‘original’ in her hand.

But at that time, Ji Xiaodao sneered at this, for no other reason. This fighting method that can easily use other people’s skills looks bluffing, but there is a problem of fit. As mentioned earlier, the same skill, depending on the player’s character panel, passive skills, weapons and equipment, and talents, the final effect presented is also different!

Although many people cannot tell the difference between the counterfeit and the original when the spirit, form and rhyme are exactly the same, and some people even give it a better evaluation than the original because the counterfeit is too lifelike, but in the highest level duel, even if there is only a little problem, it will be infinitely magnified by the opponent, and Xinglong happens to be an absolute strong man who can perfectly capture the "inconsistency" between Mo Tan's moves.

As for Ji Xiaodao, perhaps Mu Xuejian will make her, whose main weapon is the "sword", feel a little bit hesitant, but whether it is Xinglong or Mo, in her eyes, they are players who are a whole level lower than her. Even though the former has even won the recognition of Cordova, in Ji Xiaodao's opinion, if they fight head-on in a decisive battle, he is sure to make the opponent die within a hundred moves.

And that bastard who was favored by his sister...

Ji Xiaodao admitted that at the end of that individual match that was like venting anger, even he had a little respect for that person, but this did not mean that he recognized the strength of "Mo".

In her opinion, the other party was just a second-rate person who could make her take him a little more seriously. In time, he might stand out when everyone was stuck in epic, but at this stage, Mo was at best a second-rate person with a promising future. The reason why she put him at the same table with Xinglong was not because Mo was so strong, but because Xinglong was also only second-rate in Ji Xiaodao's eyes.

But——

Just when the sword skills that were infinitely close to his own were subverted to the point of being unrecognizable, and even he could not recognize them, Ji Xiaodao's mentality changed.

In a nutshell, it was——

…

"If I keep anything back..."

He lowered his eyes and looked at the thin scratch-like line in the middle of the [Breast Guard] on his chest. At that moment, it seemed as if it had been penetrated by some violent, ferocious, and sharp plane. Xinglong, who had lost nearly half of his health after the god arrived, grinned, his eyes burning with high-spirited fighting spirit: "You'll probably die, right?"

Mo Tan slowly turned to face the other party, casually holding a few dazzling guns and flowers, and gave a concise answer: "Maybe."

"That's really..."

His right foot stamped on the ground and hit Mo Tan like a flying arrow in the roaring firelight. Behind him, a wake-up dragon with a long tail and flaming tail was dragged out and he raised his right fist. His brows were full of uncontrollable excitement: " Exciting!”

[Ferocious Tiger·Destroyed]

Wrapped in the flow of flames and lightly passing over the tip of the silver snow spear, Xinglong fired an unflashy [Booming Fist] at Mo Tan, which was so bad that many people would even call it 'unfashionable' Underneath the visual effects are the strength and speed that amaze many insiders.

That's right, in terms of pure strength and speed, there is no skill at all. It is simply raising your fist and hitting the opponent's chest hard. But it is this simple and extremely powerful punch that is also extremely powerful!

In the words of the current professional player in the commentary box, the soul figure of Joban Studio, Boss Sakaki, this punch can basically instantly kill most players who are ranked below 100 in the personal combat power rankings.

The reason why it is 'most' rather than 'all' is because Boss Sakaki clearly remembers that the man who had had some interactions with Little Thorny Wolf and Lorelei in a certain mission before was standing in the wake of the incident. The young man opposite the dragon, before the start of the [Inquisition Debate], his position on the personal combat power rankings was——

"The one hundred and seventy-fourth should not be like you."

With Mo Tan holding his right fist with his free left hand, Xinglong, who was becoming more and more powerful, raised the corners of his mouth and laughed: "Hahahahaha, is it possible that you started in less than a week?" Did you die?"

"Who knows."

Mo Tan gave a polite answer, but the content of the answer was not polite. He shrugged, and then suddenly lowered his arm, forcefully suppressing Xinglong's right fist that was cut off by him!

The reason why he can face off against the professional monk who is undoubtedly the strongest among all the players in [Innocence Realm] with bare hands, and even have a slight upper hand, is naturally not because Mo Tan's current appearance has almost no exaggeration in it. 'Steel and steel', but——

[Lord Skill·Thousand-Forged Steel Wrist—Break Encirclement·Strike at the Falcon]

[■■■·Thousand■■Wrists——■■Wei·Chao■■]?

[■■■·■Forging■■——Broken■■·■■strike]? ?

【■■Expand·■■】

【■■■·■■■■——■■■·■■■】

[Great glutton·Swallowing tigers’ powerful wrists—Eating bones·Fighting in all directions]

…

"what is this?"

Xinglong, whose right arm bones were directly broken in at least three places, frowned and without hesitation used the most painful method to forcefully [quench] his right arm while repeatedly breaking bones under Mo Tan's unreasonable steel wrist. '→'healing'→'fracture'→'healing' process, while calmly asking Mo Tan: "Epic skills, high-level power?"

The latter clasped Xinglong's forearm with his backhand and tried to crush it, while asking in the same calm tone: "Can't you bear it?"

To be honest, if you just look at their expressions and listen to their voices, you might even mistakenly think that these two people, whose friendship is as light as water, are simply talking politely after an encounter. It is absolutely impossible to think that this is a slight negligence and they will be killed on the spot by the other party. fight to the death.

"That's not the case."

Although Xinglong can use [Dream Spring Tiger Run] or [Step on Shadow to Tongxuan] to leave the control range of Mo Tan's left arm exuding strange power at any time, he still would rather bear the pain of breaking his body every three seconds on average. The repeated pain between 'and 'healed' had no intention of distancing at all. He just lowered his eyes with interest and looked at the opponent's right arm that was filled with dark rather than dull energy, and praised: "Good Advanced ways to use power.”

"The mixture of blood energy and Gang energy, the skill is derived from certain knight skills."

Mo Tan gave a brief explanation to Xinglong who looked very curious. Then he let go of the other party's arm, which was getting harder and hotter, and moved [Xiao], which had transformed into a red lotus sword, to his left hand. , slashed down with a single blow without any fanfare.

Xinglong, who appeared three meters away in an instant, shrugged his right shoulder and said helplessly: "I have to hide."

"I guess so."

Mo Tan, who was holding the Shura Halberd horizontally in both hands, nodded slightly and said to Xinglong expressionlessly: "There are still about two moves left."

The latter showed an extraordinarily hearty smile: "You have given me a lot of inspiration. Is there anything I can do to help?"

"have no idea."

Mo Tan shook his head, then paused slightly, and then said, "Try to apply more pressure?"

"You...are really rude."

Xinglong was stunned for a moment, then showed a wry smile, and said helplessly: "To be honest, I hope that I am the one who is put under pressure now, and stop beating around the bush. Let me tell you directly, are you about to 'enlighten'? ”

Mo Tan frowned slightly and asked, "You don't have one?"

"I got some inspiration from you, but I felt that I was going in the wrong direction just now, so I didn't think about it. It should be understood as 'no'."

Xinglong smiled and asked with envy: "So you are almost there, right?"

"I guess so, but not quite."

Mo Tan replied calmly, frowning: "There is only one strike left now."

"Ah, sorry, sorry, let's start now. As compensation, I will try to put some pressure on you."

Xinglong smiled apologetically at Mo Tan, then took a step forward, and reappeared in the flames after the whole person overlapped with the abruptly appeared [Mingyin Clone]. Compared with the previous one, the only difference was that there was an extra black arm on his left shoulder, with a dragon shadow slowly coiling around it.

"..."

Mo Tan did not speak, but looked at Xinglong's arm, which was a little distorted but no different from the previous one, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

After all, in his cognition, even if Xinglong could find a way to save his arm, at least in this game, the very troublesome Azure Dragon would never be activated again, but——

"This is not my Azure Dragon Will, but the 'Concept Snake' separated from the Black Tortoise."

Xinglong saw through Mo Tan's doubts at a glance, and explained very carefully: "And the snake is said to be 'transformed into a dragon', whether it is true or false, but compared to other creatures, it is the closest to our Eastern Auspicious Dragon after all. That's why, if it's only for a short time, even if I lose the Azure Dragon Will, I can also use the Mingyin Curse to exert a little similar effect. Of course, the stimulating effect is already the limit, and this left arm is actually unusable."

"I see."

Mo Tan nodded, still holding the Shura Halberd horizontally with both hands, and said lightly: "Come on."

"Okay."

Xinglong nodded slightly, and slowly took a step forward: "Then it's better to obey than to be respectful."

So, the wind rose.

After that, the clouds surged.

The red phoenix wings silently dissipated in the air.

The left arm surrounded by the black dragon's energy also collapsed in an instant.

The cloud pattern of the long boots dissipated, and the king seal on the tiger shoulder faded.

Xinglong fulfilled his promise and concentrated the power of the four saints on his right fist that was directly hit by Mo Tan.

Unlike the previous [Four-wheel Heavenly Tribulation·Universe Xuanhuang] in the death battle with Cordova, although this move has no kingly way, it is filled with suffocating violence and tyranny because it allows the Lizhan White Tiger Tribulation to occupy a dominant position, and the sense of oppression is directly pulled to the top!

[Tiger Evil·Three Life Tribulation]

Mo Tan took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and carefully felt the evil spirit that was enough to tear him apart with the remaining strength.

Then——

[Evil Ghost·Ashura Transformation]!

[■■·■■■]?

[Domain Expansion·Arrogance]

[■■·■■■]?

[Conquer the Sky·Slash the Gods and Buddhas]!

Chapter 2251: End