Ultra-dimensional Star Master

The safe and warm ball of light just now was suddenly nothing. It disappeared, along with the whole person.

It was as if the world had been suddenly deleted. That small black square, like a storage space in the world, had been deleted. No matter how powerful an individual is, it is meaningless.

Ivey looked at the pure black cube, thoughtfully.

Quite interesting, haha.

However, Tarasha inside felt very boring, and furthermore, lifeless.

It is deprived of senselessness, unable to see, hear, or smell...

It was as if the world suddenly ceased to exist, and he himself ceased to exist. The fear was no less than that of death.

She was a little broken.

What's even more devastating is that Ivey seems to have forgotten her and started explaining to the girls...

"When fighting the enemy, you must understand that if you defend for a long time, you will lose. If you encounter an opponent with rich combat experience, you may be killed in seconds. This is why we must accumulate combat experience."

"Offense is the best defense, just like a master playing chess, you have to respond to every step, bringing you into his fighting rhythm..."

"Battle is not static, and there is no one-size-fits-all principle. The battlefield is changing rapidly, and you should take care of yourself."

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"That..." Just as Ivey was talking, one girl finally remembered their president, and she kept pointing at the black square hanging in the air.

"Oh, that's right, I didn't forget it. Don't worry," Ivey quietly wiped the sweat from her forehead, "I just wanted to train her on how to deal with difficult situations alone..."

"I'm almost done exercising now, hehe, hehe..."

Ivey quickly waved his hand to dispel the magic, and Tarasha, who was doubting his life, appeared on the spot.

"I'm going to kill you, you bastard!"

"I'm claustrophobic!"

"If it's any later, I'll commit suicide!"

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Finally, the girls knew that their president was still very courageous and had a very loud voice. He had been chasing Ivy and scolding him all day long.

Of course, in the process, there are a few more training sessions.

"Vir, you're next."

Ivey still attaches great importance to Vail, his future employee, a yellow-blooded man with a violent physique.

Weir was not surprised at all. She seemed extremely calm. Before entering the teleportation array, she carefully checked the entire set of equipment, including magic potion supplements and blue bottles.

As well as a short knife, a lollipop, a mysterious ball, and other odds and ends.

What is this guy going to do?

Weir looked very focused. He might not be able to use many things, but he was well prepared.

She was thinking about being locked in that black box, trying to figure out a way to get out, and licking the lollipop at the same time.

She warmed up a bit to get herself excited. Her blood seemed to be burning. This was her best state.

Ivey was also very careful and more focused than the previous game.

He also moved his body, doing push-ups or something.

They get into that ball together, stand face to face, and assume a fighting stance together. They are all familiar to me.

Ivey quickly connected to the stars. This time he felt that it would be difficult to defeat his opponent with one-dimensional magic alone. Weir immediately clenched his fists with both hands and took a sharp breath.

Second gear.

Boom! The heart beats faster, the blood boils, and the eyes appear with a charming golden light and vertical pupils, as dangerous as some cats.

All they have to do is grow a tail... It is said that some yellow-blooded people who have returned to their ancestors once grew tails, and they are the most powerful beings among them.

In ancient times, the Yellow Blood people were a matrilineal clan. Women were responsible for hunting, and men were responsible for carrying on the family line, taking care of children, and doing housework...

Every yellow-blooded female is a master of martial arts.

With the genes brought out of his bones and his recent conscious training, Weir is actually already very strong.

She rushed towards Ivy, with no line of choice, so there was too much magic to predict.

She folded a few times, then suddenly teleported and rolled, appearing behind Ivy, and the dagger gently slashed towards his buttocks.

This is just a sparring exercise. If it were an actual battle, Weir would slash the dagger to the back of the enemy's neck.

In fact, she played a little trick here, using the excuse of a teaching battle to draw the dagger lower and with a much bigger butt, which reduced the difficulty by more than ten times.

In addition, the buttocks are not the key point of male human protection, and are easier to attack than vital points such as the neck.

She was already looking forward to the wonderful scene of a white light and a red line.

But it didn't show up.

This kind of formal attack, no matter how sudden or cunning it appears, will not let Ivey fall into it, at least an opponent of this level is not qualified.

It seems that in order to make Weir happy, he did not hide. It seems that in order to make Weir Bai happy, he left a phantom there.

He originally wanted to add a trap down there, but he didn't expect that the girl was so fast and he couldn't catch up.

He had to adjust his strategy and use the classic tactics of the magic system against the assassination system. UU reading www.uukanshu. net

Resist the Ring of Fire, Ice Nova.

These two can only be used instantaneously, without the power of star magic. For a person with yellow blood constitution, he will repeat the same mistakes as before - winning face and losing lizi.

"Magnetic Beacon, Rule: Explosion."

He doesn't have instant access to these two magics. Because they are common, many people have their own unique ways to crack them, and they will suffer losses if they are not careful.

Moreover, in the face of the opponent's sneak attack, she must lead the rhythm to a rhythm that she is unfamiliar with, otherwise there will be more trouble.

When fighting against the Assassination system, there is no need to be careless. If you get close to your opponent once, you may be taken away in a wave, and there is no chance of regret.

The magnetic beacon is a space marking magic, supplemented by explosive attributes. The faster the opponent moves, the greater the magnetic resistance generated by the opponent's movements driven by the explosive attributes, and the higher the negative energy accumulated.

The opponent's movements become completely traceable, but as the resistance increases, the speed decreases significantly. And due to the repulsive force, the distance between him and the opponent is always maintained at more than three meters.

Weir's eyes showed anxiety, and she once again activated her blood. In a battle like hers, where physical fitness is the trump card, she is best at breaking through before the battle. The remaining five fighters can lock up their blood and build up their anger.

Her chest often swelled due to intense breathing, but her heart quickly sank.

She knew she couldn't win, and her opponent surprised her again and again.

Little did she know that what she was so proud of was so unworthy in the eyes of her opponents.

Is it really a frog in the well?

She kicked the ground violently, spinning her body in an arc, trying her best to avoid direct contact with the target. At the same time, she gave up her best one-hit kill method and switched to long-range attacks.