"One move determines the outcome... It's interesting. Brother Jian can achieve such a result in two days. He is really courageous..." Hai Wuya squinted his eyes. It seemed that the opponent in front of him was far worse than what he showed on the surface.
It came out so simple.
"A sword is a sword! However, the players I challenge are not one hundred but eighty. No matter whether they are ranked seventh or eleven, no one has ever dared to confront me head-on. Brother Jian, be careful!
"
Hai Wuya is obviously very confident in his weapon. After all, it is one of the genuine seven mysteries. In terms of the power of a single move, I am afraid no one can match it.
"Refreshing!" Jian Yi took a step forward confidently. The bleak cold wind made his clothes rustle. He reached forward with his right hand and flattened his palm toward Hai Wuya: "Please!"
"Then I'm not welcome!" Hai Wuya shouted, then he held the big sword in his hand with one hand and his breath suddenly surged.
He muttered a difficult sentence in his mouth, and showed the power of the big sword in his hand: "Tell the origin. Pray for the separation of heaven and earth, and open up the void. The one who tears the world apart is my sword of deviation. The vortex of dancing stars, in the sky
Hell is the end point on the eve of creation. It suppresses death and obtains rest..."
Before he finished speaking, the blade of the big sword began to rotate, the red characters glowed brightly, and a dangerous aura was blooming from the bottom to the top of the sword. It looked no weaker than a simple godhead mask.
"Damn, you're really deviant from the sword!" Jian Jian said, with a sinister smile on his face, "But if you just want to win the game with just one sword strike, I'm afraid you're looking down on me..."
He formed a seal with his hands and shouted loudly: "Buddha's Angry Fire Lotus!"
However, compared to the overwhelming momentum over there, the simple chant seemed a bit weak, and even had no deterrent effect at all.
"The star that breaks away from heaven and earth!" Before Jian Yi finished his words, Hai Wuya's chant over there had also come to an end, and the two breaths collided violently like needles against wheat.
The Guili sword struck out, and overwhelming destructive power fell from the sky, instantly penetrating a large number of buildings in front of the tower.
Dust was rising, dark clouds were billowing into the sky, the church, the benches... Suddenly, under the tower, waves soared into the sky, completely covering their field of vision.
The sound waves came one after another, like the death song of the end of the world, making the entire city look extremely gloomy.
"Ahem," Hai Wuya coughed twice. His eyes were filled with smoke and dust, but he couldn't see Jian Yi's figure at all. "This should be... I won."
Won?
Although he had a premonition that he could win, Hai Wuya still had some doubts.
The simple "Buddha's Angry Fire Lotus" sounds like the name of a skill, but currently there is no open skill configuration at all.
Even if it was a piece of equipment, he didn't have anything in his hands.
And why didn't he release any energy at all?
It was too smooth, too smooth to be normal.
Hai Wuya even felt that the sword he had focused all his strength on was not blocked at all and he struck out smoothly.
But Jian Zizi doesn't look like a silver gunhead at all, nor does he look like an opponent who will be killed instantly with one blow... There is no prompt from the system either...
etc!
An idea came to Hai Wuya's mind... The attack range of the deviant sword is a straight line.
In other words, as long as the player escapes from the straight line, he is basically in a safe range.
This is why he rarely uses this move, and only uses it in today's specific environment where "one move determines victory or defeat" is simply proposed.
But obviously, he was careless.
There is no stipulation in the rules of the game that cheating is not the way to win!
"Hey, hey, brother Hai, where are you looking?"
Jian Yi's humble voice came from his right side: "Hey hey hey, come and catch me!"
"Fuck, fuck, fuck! You're a fool!" Hai Wuya turned his head angrily and saw Jian Yi, unharmed, climbing on the nearby bell tower with his grappling hook gun, and made a face at him.
The talk about the Buddha's wrathful lotus and the victory or defeat determined by one sword are all nonsense!
He simply shouted a name that didn't exist, creating an atmosphere of a last-ditch fight!
"Hey, hey, hey, this is not a joke. I told you a long time ago. I have to make up a reason. Who stipulates that fighting must be done in 1v1 mode?" Jian Yan said innocently, "You can't blame me...
"
"You!" Hai Wuya looked at Jian Yi's innocent expression, and wanted to tear this shameless guy in half. They agreed to a fair duel, but ended up cheating on a skill and running away! What kind of shameless behavior is this!
"What are you, don't be angry," Jian Yi spread his hands, "Instead of being sulky, why not think about how to catch up with me?"
"Brother Hai, the days are long, 886!" The rope swung, and the simple figure instantly became smaller in Hai Wuya's sight in a few back and forth, and finally disappeared into the distance.
Now it's trouble...Hai Wuya is a little depressed. Now that he thinks about it, he can't blame Jian Yi completely for not following the rules. After all, he set the rules, which is also a kind of deception. In this game, deception is also a common method...
Too careless.
Hai Wuya stretched his muscles and put away the Guili Sword.
He is not the kind of behind-the-scenes player who is good at planning the overall situation and pulling the strings. His ranking in the standings relies more on equipment and his own combat ability. If it comes to planning and layout alone, he may be a little better than ordinary players.
As for this Jian Zizi...
Hai Wuya had heard of his name. According to a player [Feng Bu Si] who claimed to have played in a team with him, Jian Zizui's calculation ability was top-notch. He was especially good at guiding the situation. He was in two pure reasoning hell levels.
In the script, the whole person retreats, and the horror is evident.
Now, he was completely trapped in a situation that he was not good at.
Letting go is like putting a dragon into water, there is almost no possibility of catching it.
The latter can rely on "taking advantage" of the script to trap him in the script itself...it must be resolved quickly.
Hai Wuya straightened his clothes and walked towards the bottom of the tower.
"Hey, stop!"
Suddenly, a young man's voice called to him.
Hai Wuya turned around subconsciously. The man was wearing a black formal suit, a black iron helmet, a pair of casual shoes, and a short sword slung around his waist. He was standing at the stairs warily, looking at Hai Wuya in front of him.
Ya.
"Oh?" He looked at the strangely dressed person in front of him, "Who are you?"
"Be brave!" The man held the long sword at his waist, "When the secret guard asks, just answer, where do you get so many questions!"
Hearing this, Hai Wuya sneered: "Secret guard? Which secret guard? By the way, you don't think your little toy can hurt me, do you... It's just an NPC, so arrogant, I'm really tired of living...
"
On the bell tower on the side, Jian Yi was quietly watching everything happening on the Tolstoy Tower, and said to himself: "The secret guard... It seems that there is a new vest..."
