"Drink!" Feng Bujue shouted softly, jumped back a step, slightly bent his legs, stood upright, then crossed his hands on his chest and said, "Eat my big Specium's ray!"
"Nah!" Qisha was shocked when he heard this. They, Blade, had naturally investigated some information about the Hell Front before the game, but he had never heard of Feng Bujue and the ability of Specium Light.
Two seconds later, all I could hear was...
"Boooooooooooooooooooooooh"
The above sound was not caused by skills, but was made by Feng Bujue himself with his mouth. His hands did not emit any light, they were just there pretending to tremble.
"What...are you doing..." Qisha looked at Feng Bujue's behavior and twitched the corners of his mouth as he muttered.
"Hmph..." Feng Bujue snorted coldly, "Obviously, I'm bluffing about my moves."
"That's it..." Qisha not only twitched the corner of his mouth, but also his eyelids began to twitch involuntarily, "I can also do this..."
With that said, he took a step forward and unleashed a powerful punch: "One Hundred and Four Styles. Wild Bite!"
Feng Bujue knew very well that the other party was not like him...it was just talk, Qisha really took action.
As mentioned in the previous article, the Hundred and Four Styles. Wild Bite is a fighting skill that consumes only 100 physical energy. Its damage is not high, but... this move is positioned as a B-level skill, just because... this is a
It is a "starting move" that can connect several subsequent skills; once hit by this move, the subsequent stiff period is likely to be taken away by a set of combo moves.
Therefore, Brother Jue, who has understood this point, will definitely not face this blow.
"Ha! You're so naive! Would I let you catch such a flaw!" Feng Bujue provoked his opponent while instantly opening the [Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique - Modification] and suddenly moved it to the side.
But he never expected...
crackling
The next second, Brother Jue's body actually made a series of cracking sounds of his joints, and his body posture suddenly stagnated.
"What!" Feng Bujue was shocked, "Oh no! This body can't bear the load of the Spiritual Consciousness Body Gathering Technique..."
As he thought about this, Qisha's fist had already reached him: "Hmph... I don't know the reason, but it seems like you made a mistake..."
After all, an old punch...oh no...a small punch hit Feng Bujue in the stomach.
Brother Jue, who was already unsteady on his feet, was hit by this punch and floated more than ten centimeters in the air. The double damage caused by his own skills and external force caused his body to enter a state of near paralysis in a short period of time. Completely
Unable to move.
"It's an ideal punching bag for combos..." Qisha said as he prepared his back move, "Then I'm welcome!"
It was too late, but it was too late. Seven Kills' fighting spirit exploded, and he turned around to follow up, shouting the move: "[Shadowless Gale Heavy Duan Kick]!"
This move is aimed at floating targets. The overall action is to spin suddenly and rise up, starting with a 720-degree three-stage cross spin kick in the air, followed by a super-high-speed shotgun-style kick that lasts for several seconds.
Kick. If they all hit, the target will be hit in the legs twenty or thirty times within four seconds, and the damage will be astonishing.
And the current Feng Bujue... just as Qisha said, due to an unexpected mistake caused by a script setting, he was in a sandbag-like state and had no way to react.
"That's not good..." At that moment, Lian Feng Bujue couldn't help but think, "Maybe he died here because of this mistake!"
"I'm sorry, Brother Feng..." When the first two kicks of the skill hit, Qisha had confidently declared victory. "It seems that I win...Eh? Ah? Yeah." But he couldn't finish his words.
Because after he kicked the third kick, his whole body flew over Feng Bujue's head...so that all the next twenty kicks were in vain.
"Did you make a mistake?" About five seconds later, Seven Kills landed, and he couldn't help complaining loudly.
When he looked back, Feng Bujue had already calmed down and had already swallowed a survival point supplement to restore his blood.
"Ha...it seems that my height saved my life..." Feng Bujue smiled and wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, faced his opponent, and readjusted his posture.
"Damn it... I've obviously become a child, and my height ratio has basically stayed the same. Logically speaking, this shouldn't happen..." Qisha thought thoughtfully as he turned around.
What he said was a bit of a "justification" for himself, because the scene in mid-air just now made him a little embarrassed... It was like throwing a skill at an enemy with low health, and at the same time looking back confidently... and the result was that the opponent
not dead.
"Nonsense. Your height ratio has not changed, but your weight has become lighter..." Feng Bujue continued, "When I was a child, I almost didn't feel anything when I jumped to the ground from a height higher than my ribs; when I was a teenager, I felt nothing.
You will feel pain in your feet; if this is the case for adults, you may be injured. The opposite is also true... Even if the power of the skill and your physical fitness are weakened in proportion, it will still be affected by changes in some physical quantities when it is actually used.
leading to deviations in results.”
Obviously, the above paragraph is also a kind of "justification". By responding to the other party's question, Brother Jue also explained his "mistake" just now.
"Well...that's it." Qisha nodded in response, "As expected of Brother Feng, his analysis is indeed very fast."
"Thank you~Thank you~" Feng Bujue also nodded slightly.
The two of them looked at each other calmly, and through this exchange of exchanges and compliments, they found a place to go down the stairs together.
"But..." Now that the face-saving project was completed, the politeness ended here. When it came to the next sentence, Qisha changed the subject, "Is it really okay for you to tell me this information?"
"It doesn't matter." Feng Bujue also changed his expression and tone, and replied arrogantly, "Whether you say it or not... it doesn't have much impact on my victory."
After the words fell behind, the two fell into a silent confrontation again, and the second round of confrontation... was about to break out.
And at this moment, another person joined the battle group.
"Haha... You two have already signed up." At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind Brother Jue.
Along with that sound came a "shadow"...
Feng Bujue turned his head when he heard the voice, and found that he had been shrouded in the tall figure of the speaker.
"It's really you, Brother Feng." Long Aomin looked at Brother Jue, who was several heads shorter than him, with a condescending look, and said with a smile, "Haha... I might not recognize him without looking at his clothes.
"
"But I can recognize you without looking at your clothes..." Feng Bujue looked at the "child" who was about 1.7 meters tall and had the face of a thirty-year-old man in front of him, and complained sincerely.
"Ah... I'm a bit precocious." Brother Long replied with a smile, "I went to a sports school since I was a child, and I was trained as a top player. It's a pity that I didn't become a professional athlete later..."
Feng Bujue didn't have the time to listen to this. Before the other party finished speaking, he slipped past Brother Long and ran away, shouting as he ran: "Cheating is so unconscionable."
Ah! The system is shameless!"
But when I saw this guy running wildly across the road, he was like a bereaved dog, and he was running like a thirsty deer. He didn't even want his bicycle anymore...
After being stunned for about two seconds, Qisha and Long Aomin reacted at the same time. They couldn't help shouting in unison: "Hey"
They did not expect that Feng Bujue would run away so shamelessly. When the two of them came to their senses, they immediately turned around and chased after him, shouting a line that would not work in 99% of cases.
: "Stop!"
"Stand here you [beep]!" Feng Bujue, who was more than ten meters away (due to his physical condition, running for two seconds earlier did not allow him to gain much distance) turned around and cursed loudly, "You [beep]!"
Tell me this is ten years old? People like you...you don’t need to show your ID to buy cigarettes, alcohol, or playboys!"
"What do you care about my early growth?" Brother Long and Brother Jue are very familiar with each other. He has long been used to this level of complaints and can handle it. "If you have the guts, don't run away!"
"Who cares about you? If you don't run away, you will definitely die!" Feng Bujue answered. "I'm warning you... If you chase me again, call the police!"
"Humph... call the police?" Before Brother Long could reply, Qisha sneered from the side, "Does the police care if children fight?"
"Help!" Unexpectedly, Feng Bujue started shouting immediately, "In broad daylight, the world is clear! There is actually a pedophile and his trained minions who want to take me back [beep]!"
"What the hell?" Brother Long and Qisha were shocked at that time. They had never seen such a shameless person in battle.
However... Feng Bujue's shouting did not attract much attention from passers-by. First, the number of passers-by was not large; second, no matter what, at least in the eyes of those NPCs, Brother Long was still considered a "child"
", they must be teenagers at most; thirdly, the three of them are all wearing "Halloween-themed" costumes, which makes Jue Ge's words unconvincing.
So, the three of them started running wildly on the pedestrian path in the community... and they didn't know when they would end.
…………
At the same moment. Hundreds of miles away from the player's location.
At an altitude of 10,000 meters, a commercial cargo plane with the browning trademark printed on the fuselage was flying smoothly.
In the cockpit, a shirt-sleeved pilot was complaining to his co-pilot: "It's such a frustrating job... isn't it, man?"
"Huh?" The co-pilot looked a little confused, "What's wrong?"
"What's wrong?" the pilot continued in a joking tone, "We are using junk cargo converted from World War II bombers to carry a bunch of wooden boxes containing dead people. Shouldn't I have a party to celebrate this?"
"Really?" the co-pilot shrugged, "Then you might as well think about it... have our 'passengers' complained? Are they airsick? Have they asked you for almonds?"
After hearing this, the pilot smiled knowingly: "Well... you are right, this job is really good, we should be happy about it."
Like most cut-scene characters in low-budget horror films, these two guys have limited lines and are very nutritious. It makes one wonder if the screenwriter spilled coffee on his pants when writing these dialogues. However,
, the main purpose of this kind of segment has been achieved, which is to convey some information to the audience.
塿Longlong
While the two pilots were talking, suddenly, a strange noise came from the rear cabin.
After hearing the sound, the two turned their heads in sync, looked at each other, and then looked at the rear hatch together.
"I thought they were dead," the pilot read half-jokingly.
"Yes, they are dead." the co-pilot responded.
After a brief silence, the pilot took off his headphones and stood up: "I have to... I have to go to the back to check."
"Hmm..." The co-pilot looked noncommittal and chewed gum and replied, "Okay, then I'll stay here and make some weird noises."
So far, the two of them are still in a relatively relaxed state, not taking the voice seriously.
Of course, this is also the usual style of characters in horror movies. They often show disdain for those small and weird phenomena, but at the same time they will not let it go and have to find out.
And this kind of logically contradictory behavior is the main reason why they receive lunch...
click
As the cabin door opened, the pilot quickly stepped inside.
The two sides of the cabin were filled with large boxes covered by net bags, and an unfixed rectangular box was placed in the middle. For some reason, the lights in the cabin were red, which forced the pilot to hold a flashlight.
Check.
In short, he briefly scanned with his flashlight and found nothing unusual. But just when he was about to go back, suddenly...
squeak
A bat flashed with a roar and flew towards him.
Seeing this, the pilot instinctively screamed and crouched to the side to avoid the attack. After dodging the attack, he cursed and said: "Come on, come out, you beast, where are you?"
He cursed and turned around, trying to search for traces of the bat. Unexpectedly, when he turned around, what he saw... was a man wearing a black evening gown and a black cloak.
This "person" has a frighteningly pale face, sharp facial contours, exposed fangs, and slicked-back hair.
This classic look of Dracula has appeared in many film and television works, and has basically been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Generally speaking, we would think...that the count would pounce on the pilot and bite the pilot's neck in an instant, sucking all the blood from his body.
However, the Dracula in the world of "Monster Rangers" is a very non-mainstream existence.
Even the pilot himself did not expect that he would be punched in the next second.
Yes, this Dracula did not attack people to suck blood, nor did he activate some cool abilities...such as telekinesis or hypnosis...to deal with the opponent.
What he did... was just to raise his hand and punch the opponent cleanly... (To be continued.)
