Qing slowly put down the gun in his hand.

In fact, he may not be able to hit if he takes action. It's just that a trace of curiosity flashed in his heart at that moment and he restrained his intention to take out the gun. The other party's actions were obviously interesting. He changed the point of the gun tip for the second time without firing. His intention was very concealed. At that time

The live broadcast room was filled with chaos, and it was obvious that most people did not understand his intentions - but this was normal, after all, they were at that level.

But the other party made the correct judgment, twice in a row. Is this a coincidence? Or is it a gift? Or is there something else to rely on? But if there is another way to rely on, the only thing he can think of is the Hailin Crown.

He walked forward.

"Did I escape?" Fang Pliong asked in a low voice while running.

r was noncommittal. In fact, he had not said a word since before.

"He didn't take action, Ed." On the other end of the video, the girl with eyes like a star flower twitched her long silver ears slightly and replied: "He is also reading your intentions, so be careful."

He, read my intentions? Fang Yu was greatly surprised. With the opponent's level of strength, what's the use of reading his own intentions? But a word came to his mind - cautious, just like a hunter examining his prey, coldly, and

It is precise and does not use any extra effort. This is exactly what hunters in nature do.

But when it falls on one person, it only reminds people of a cautious and powerful opponent, which is the type that makes people feel the most troublesome.

A silver light emerged from the darkness.

Fang Yu was startled for a moment, and then he saw clearly that it was a straight line, written by R. It was the mark projected by the latter into the enhanced field of vision under his system. "Ed, behind." It was at this moment,

Miya's voice came again.

Almost silently, a green spear parted the darkness. It came first, passed through his right side, and blocked his way forward with one shot.

Fang Plover's heart tightened, but he also realized that the opponent did not kill him. He turned around and saw a blue shadow floating behind him like a ghost, but it was just the afterimage of the opponent's last attack. Fang Plover had just raised his hand.

When he started to raise his hand, he saw Qing already appearing in front of him——

He subconsciously took a step back, but Qing also moved to the left. The speed was almost the same as that of Flash, and he still chased after him. Then he raised his hand and struck with an elbow. Fang Plover didn't even see the opponent's right hand clearly.

Then he felt a huge force coming from his chest, and his whole body flew into the air, flying four or five meters away.

He hit a rock wall hard and slipped down again. The magic furnace made a loud noise and many parts fell down. However, Fang Yu's first reaction was to check his magic furnace as he saw stars in his eyes.

The efficiency of the furnace dropped by 20% and the failure rate increased by half.

But it can still be used.

Fang Yu stood up, gritted his teeth and said, "Teacher...ahem, I blocked it."

r said nothing.

But when Fang Plover raised his head, he was slightly startled.

In the darkness, a silver line was extending to the right, and like a bolt of lightning that separated the dark night sky, it was falling into his heart——

Qing raised his right hand into a knife and slowly lowered it. He looked at this scene with some surprise. The opponent took his blow and didn't faint. Everyone in the live broadcast room was discussing how high this guy's defense was.

But he understands.

Even at the last moment, the opponent reacted and made half a step in the most ideal direction. Otherwise, this blow would have taken away at least two-thirds of the opponent's life. According to the self-protection rules of Aitaria's life form,

It should be in a state of shock.

But that’s where it ends.

He didn't intend to cause trouble and give a combat craftsman time to release his flexible structure, so he took a step forward and divided his body into four.

It was not a clone technique, it was just Qing's four changes of direction from left to right. Fang Plover's dynamic vision could no longer catch up to its limit. Four shadows with different movements were projected on the retina. But he still bit his teeth.

Teeth, gritted his teeth and raised his hands.

The silver line is still extending forward.

A soft sound.

The front half of the claw of the 'Lone King's Pride' flew out of his hand, exactly in the direction pointed by the silver thread.

There was a long arc of light in the darkness, sparks flying.

At this moment, everyone in Qing's live broadcast room couldn't help but let out a long sigh: "Ah?"

Qing turned around in mid-air, waved his hand, and knocked away Fang Plover's flying claws. But he was shocked, it was extraordinary, how did the other party capture it - that was just a combat craftsman, a newcomer!

His thoughts flashed like lightning, and he immediately stopped on the spot, then turned again, leaving seven or eight consecutive shadows in Fang Plover's field of vision, and finally jumped.

On Fang Plover's retina, a silver light flew back towards him - he didn't need to look at Qing, he just needed to look at the silver light, gritted his teeth and opened the shield to the maximum, then raised his left hand to strengthen it.

Gloves.

The silver light folded down, and he blocked it with his left hand. There was another fire in the darkness, and the force hit him almost off balance. The shield plug-in on the magic furnace also exploded with a ball of sparks, and was declared useless. And the silver light

Without stopping for a moment, he turned to the middle again.

As Fang Pliong leaned back with his left hand, he launched a rocket flying claw. Qing Zheng punched him, but he hit the rocket flying claw, causing sparks to fly, and his left fist flew out.

After missing two consecutive blows, Qing's face was still indifferent, but his heart was shaken. He almost had a love for talents, and while taking a step back, he still had time to ask: "Hand over the Hailin Crown, I won't

kill you."

Fang Yu staggered back. Did he have the strength to answer? But the other party mentioned Hailin Crown, which surprised him greatly.

He only thought that the other party was from the Dragon Fire Guild, so he raised his left hand and gave the middle finger without thinking.

But before the action was completed, he saw the opponent's right hand turned into a whip, and a hand knife was swung at him. "!?" He couldn't help but cursed in his heart. The opponent had gone too far, and he didn't even have a chance to breathe.

Give.

At this moment, the silver line turned to the upper left, Fang Plover took a step back, and his right hand retracted the pride of the lonely king with a 'click'. He raised his right hand again and used it as a block with his chest.

This blow hit the 'Lone King's Pride', and he could almost hear a heart-wrenching groan coming from his reinforced gloves. With the strength of the legendary equipment, it was almost hit by the opponent's hand knife.

To be scrapped.

Fang Yu didn't have time to feel sorry for his equipment, because a huge force had passed through his arm, hit his chest, and swept him away. He fell heavily to the ground, and he heard the sound of the bones in his right hand breaking.

There is almost no feeling in my right hand.

The three fights are a long story, but in fact they were just a flash of lightning. The audience in the live broadcast room had no time to see the movements of the two people clearly. They could only see three bangs and three groups of sparks blooming in the darkness. Qing continued to attack.

Three times, it can be said that all three times failed to do their best.

There was silence in the live broadcast room, and everyone was completely stunned. Fang Yu's three blocks were almost perfect judgment, and the blocks were so beautiful that even as supporters of the enemy, they couldn't help but

I exclaimed in my heart that it was so beautiful.

Some fights are like art, enough to leave the deepest impression on people.

Although it was only three short battles, it was enough for these people to remember the appearance of this young man. In fact, what people like Ru Qing fear most is not meeting well-matched opponents and high-quality games. And they, fans,

Why don't you want to see a pleasing fight?

But after this brief illusion passed, people suddenly thought of another problem - the other party was not an equal opponent, but just a newcomer. When one was in the Dawn Star Forest, he could not raise his head when facing a mere Qin Zhi.

of newcomers.

The other party has actually grown to this point?

how can that be possible?

Many people couldn't help but recall the statement widely circulated in the community. In the next twenty years, has the next generation of the ten kings of the Chinese division been born? Fox, the gray king, is close to retiring. The next

Will one of the ten kings be decided first among the battle craftsmen?

Some people say it will be a loofah, but some people will involuntarily have a shadow flash in their hearts.

That shadow once touched the hearts of many people underground on Fenris Island.

Qing himself was stunned for a moment.

Others may not know it clearly, but at that moment, he really had the illusion that he was fighting an opponent who was not inferior to him. He didn't know if he was thinking too much, because he could almost feel the opponent's judgment and response.

The intuitive feeling of fighting is almost superior to him in all directions, forming a crushing effect.

But how is it possible?

The fact is that the other party behaved as a new person should.

He said nothing, only stretched out his hand backwards, and the spear on the side automatically flew into his hand. He held the green spear in his hand, and there was only determination in his heart. He had already noticed a trace of uneasiness. With his caution, he would never

Let this uneasiness spread and grow.

Qing raised his spear and swung it forward with all his strength, and two staggered blades of light flew into the darkness.

At this moment, everyone in the live broadcast room could see that Qing was serious about it.

The light blade seemed to be very slow, but in fact it was very fast - the blade swept across it and plowed a ravine in the rear. Wherever it passed, the lava was bent over.

In Fang Plover's eyes, it looked like a pair of white fangs, biting straight at him. As soon as the superior man saw this light, he already understood in his heart that his opponent turned out to be someone from the third level.

The Chosen One of the Second World.

Only the Chosen One of the Second World can particleize magic power at such a long distance. The opponent had not used all his strength before, so the idea flashed across his mind, but fortunately, the opponent did not kill him as soon as he came up.

But at this moment, this blow could no longer keep him.

The silver line bent in a very far direction, a hundred feet away, and R didn't seem to care at all whether he could reach that place in one go.

But at the moment when Fang Plover flew out, his left hand had firmly caught the flying claws flying back, and held it gently. A light blue light door also opened from behind him, and a silver graceful figure emerged from him.
To be continued...