I saw that Liang De's whole body was covered with dozens of strange and ferocious beast-like phantoms. He used the spiral momentum to control the airflow and stopped in mid-air. His arrogance was so arrogant that it seemed as if all the gods in the world were trampled under his feet.
!
10 seconds, 30 seconds, 1 minute... Liang De never made any move in the air.
Liang De, who burst out of the ground, is stuck!
Zila, Zila, Zia...Large snowflakes on the screen swallowed up Liang De's figure.
Bang bang bang!
In the Lu Academy Martial Arts School, Mo Feisheng raised his palm and slapped a dark blue TV set with a big ass. Yuan Tianren, Chang Duanxuan, Zhao Tianji and Dong Tianbao who were surrounding him were extremely anxious.
"Old Mo, can you do it? It's only been two months since you came up with such a crappy thing?" Yuan Tianren was so anxious that he pulled his beard and stared.
"Didn't your ancestors see that I was tuning in? Don't make any noise!"
Mo Feisheng slapped the dark blue TV hard, listened carefully to the subtle changes with his ears raised, and cursed while listening:
"You are so anxious that you only know how to be anxious. The copy space of the Kuailuo Learning System is in the inner world of the Sword Immortal Ruins. I don't have the original base station and the air and sea communication permission. I can create a cross-border with nothing."
The one-way audio and video transceiver is already pretty good, what else do you want?"
"You! Still! Want! What! Son!" Mo Feisheng spat and clicked five times in a row before finally adjusting the frequency.
The frozen picture on the TV screen began to move, and Liang De seemed to flash in front of Shen Shiyu in an instant. The distance between the two was less than 60 centimeters.
It is just the comfortable distance of the Lu School.
Several instructors drank cans of beer and pointed at the TV screen.
Dong Tianbao looked at the screen and couldn't help but said:
"Old Chang, did your apprentice get fucked by something in the dungeon? This look is a bit awesome, a mental pollution-level hard-core furry. I'm in the visual system of the orc escort girl in the "Flag 〇! Beast Way" world on the other side.
I’ve never seen anything so exaggerated.”
Chang Duanxuan also looked confused: "How come Ade is neither a human nor a demon now? Is learning the wolf mode so stressful?"
Mo Feisheng was shocked: "What?! Old Dong, you actually went there before to order a visual orc to accompany you for drinks. Is the job of a Kukai mercenary instructor so stressful?"
"No, it's not me. My friend went there. I've only seen the photos."
Only Zhao Tianji's face remained as cold as usual, with innate energy gathering in his eyes. His mind continued to scan the layers of phantom images outside Liang De's body on the screen, and he muttered:
"Wolf head crab face, tiger bone ant muscle, bear heart leopard gallbladder, badger skin turtle shell, turtle back volute... It's strange, there are so many external demonization organs for defense, why would he choose a volute? Mussel shells are better than volutes.
ah."
"Old Zhao, you don't understand." Yuan Tianren said with piercing eyes, "There is a kind of scaly-horned gastropod snail in the deep sea. The snail shell contains a lot of iron sulfide and aragonite, which is black and hard. This kind of dark snail
The shell is extremely strong, and hitting it is like hitting iron.
You can see that the snail shell shadow on Ade's back is black. It is obvious that he used ordinary snails as the material for demonization to trace back to his ancestors and successfully awakened the talent of the scaly-horned gastropod snail."
Zhao Tianji suddenly realized: "It turns out to be a dark volute..."
Liang De stood in front of Shen Shiyu with a carefree look. The floating shadows of various demon talents were piled up layer by layer on his body. Shen Shiyu was so lucky that he could barely see clearly under the layers of shadows.
Still a person.
The Eastern Kingdom has a tradition of integrating the characteristics of various beasts since ancient times.
As the saying goes, a dragon has nine shapes: its horns are like a deer, its head is like a camel, its eyes are like a rabbit, its neck is like a snake, its belly is like a mirage, its scales are like a fish, its claws are like an eagle, its palms are like a tiger, and its ears are like an ox.
In order to inherit the classic Chinese culture, Liang De thought twice about naming this form, eliminating the two candidates "Beast God General" and "Hundred Beasts Team Chowder Company", and called the form with multiple demonized organs in parallel the Dragon's
successor!
Liang De, the descendant of the dragon, and Shen Shiyu looked at each other, and the two tit-for-tat warrior qi began to collide and rub, testing each other.
The ground, which had been hardened and hardened by the second-year student from the Maritime Studies Department, seemed to be trembling, and the smooth, mirror-like surface had small cracks appearing in the aftermath of the confrontation between the two men.
Although the two of them had not yet made a move and were unable to move with their extraordinary strength, the strong internal energy had already interfered with the surrounding tiny particles, causing them to start violent and irregular movements under the pressure of the true energy.
The most obvious manifestation is that the air is distorted, the light is deflected, the scene between the two is blurred, and the space seems to be inlaid with a piece of translucent frosted glass.
In the fuzzy and twisted inner aura of the air, it seems as if everything in the world has been wiped out. Red copper, amber, plain white, sea blue... the continuously dissipating inner aura light spots shine brightly, like a broken galaxy flowing in the void.
In this broken void of the galaxy, only Liang De and Shen Shiyu were left standing opposite each other.
The distance between the two people is only 60 centimeters, but these 60 centimeters seem to be so far away.
Liang De advanced one foot, and the judge's words retreated one foot.
Liang De advanced an inch, and the words of the judge retreated an inch.
Liang De advanced by 1.33 centimeters, and when he was judged, he retreated by 1.332727453 centimeters.
Not only her sense of energy, but also this woman's sense of space as a world traveler is six or seven times better than mine.
Liang De concentrated his warrior spiritual sense to the extreme, and then he could barely sense the subtle difference in distance. With his spiritual sense at full power, Liang De vaguely sensed that there was a thin line of fantasy sea mystery between himself and Shen Shiyu.
Qi, as long as he takes a step forward, this line will take a step back, and the judgment words behind this line will automatically take a step back.
Liang De's warrior spiritual sense told him that neither fists, kicks, nor long-range Qi could break through this line. No matter how far he attacked, Shen Shiyu would retreat to the corresponding safe distance in time.
Just like the horizon that can never be reached at the junction of the sea and the sky, it is just a thin line away and can never be reached.
The true biography of Mo Feisheng from the Department of Sea Studies, the melee mechanic's footwork is on the line between the sea and the sky.
Mo Feisheng still did not give up his dream of becoming the Sword Master of the Southwest for a long time after he created the Fantasy Sea Xuanqi. For this reason, he spent decades studying the tactics of melee mechanics in many other worlds of the Warhammer series.
, worked as a battlefield craftsman and forge master for a period of time, during which he developed many practical combat skills.
Unable to catch up, unable to get rid of, facing the enemy across a line of mobile turret, leaving the opponent helpless and waiting to be bombed, this is one of the new melee concept starting moves designed by Mo Feisheng for melee mechanics.
Yes, a new melee combat concept.
Master Mo Feisheng, who upholds the spirit of boldly pioneering the southwest, has always don't_give_a_fuk on the traditional concept, and whoever has an opinion will be the first to speak up.
Who said that melee mechanics must use power fists and chainswords?
Doesn't firing a gun on your stupid pig head count as close combat?
Yes, no problem, of course. The countless victims he bombarded in the face had no objections. Occasionally, fellow scholars raised questions, but soon their questions became sparse and fragmented along with mine.
If it is broken into pieces, it will not create any climate.
Only when Mo Feisheng, who was obsessed with melee heavy artillery, came to his senses, did he realize that his path to becoming a swordsman had gone astray by hundreds of thousands of kilometers...
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Time passed by millisecond by millisecond, and Liang De stalked Shen Shiyu, making rapid advances, but he still failed to cross the delicate line between men and women.
This was the first time he encountered a skill like Haitianxianxian that could deflect space, and he had no idea how to crack the counterattack.
Shen Shiyu has already assembled a head-mounted single-chip microscope. The cylindrical lens keeps rotating, and the mirror screen displays data on various strange shadows around Liang De.
There was a sea-blue tablet about half a person's height floating in front of her. Her onion-like fingertips were flexibly tracing on the tablet, and she began to design special weapons for Liang De based on various data from real-time observations.
She finalized the main design ideas and preliminary plans and sent them to the public group of the second-year students in the Department of Maritime Studies.
"Call the A12, C7, and J86 preliminary plans as the main reference source to modify the design, highlighting the optimization of the armor-piercing function. Shang Dongshan is responsible for the core power system design, Zhang Yixing is responsible for the cooling system design, and Xia Zi is responsible for the fire control system optimization design.
Pan is in charge... the picture will be produced in 3 minutes, and the first field test will begin in 3 minutes and 45 seconds."
Outside the dark blue TV screen, Mo Feisheng was drawing dots on his hand. The "A Drop in the Ocean" series of Mustard Seed Workshop in his palm instantly completed the optimization and weapon testing of the preliminary design of Shenshiyu.
"How is it?" Chang Duanxuan asked with concern.
"Very ferocious, very ferocious. He is indeed my most promising true disciple in the past three hundred years. Your disciple is going to die..."
The current time is 7:52:25 Saturday morning, 7 minutes and 35 seconds before the final exam begins.