This male duck's voice sounds like he is not very old. A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.
When doing business at Mo Latou, surrounded by people like Long Qi and Li Taisheng, they all inevitably averted their eyes to see which warrior he was and what he looked like.
However, at this moment, the specially set system task prompt sound "ding" sounded.
Long Qi reflexively wanted to read the content, but before that, he had already seen the face of the street artist.
As a result, his body became ridiculously stiff, his neck had already made a bending motion, but his face was still looking there blankly.
That young face, combined with the voice in the stage of voice change, perfectly combined, making people instantly aware of his identity:
"Luo, Luo..."
But Mo La burst into laughter and said, "Junior brother, what are you doing!"
While saying that, he wanted to touch Ronan's face.
The other person also showed a quite innocent smile.
Well, this action and reaction must be because I was in a dream.
I don’t know if it’s because of the inappropriate dressing of painters in the game, which makes someone who is already young feel more immature.
At first glance, he looked like an art student who came out to work during the holidays... He was still in junior high school or high school.
Long Qi didn't dare to comment on the interaction between their senior siblings. He lowered his head to read the system task prompts. But at this moment, Li Taisheng on the other side spoke in a hurried tone:
"magnetization……"
His reminders were already delayed, and Mo La had already tried to make changes before his fingers touched Ronan's face.
It's just that preconceived ideas are causing trouble, making it difficult to adjust, and the attacks from the other side are too direct.
Still that innocent smile
Face, the electronic pen in his hand suddenly popped out, piercing Mo La's eyes.
The drawing board in his hand was also thrown at him, and then there was an elbow strike that hit him straight into the palace.
Several consecutive attack movements were as fast as lightning, until the elbow attack was launched, the fascia joints on his body crackled like firecrackers.
The young man's body was even slightly deformed at this moment, becoming monsterous and ferocious, as if he were a predatory beast with all its claws and fangs exposed.
Mo La's reaction was far beyond the limit of human beings. When she had no time to react, she turned her head to avoid the electronic pen flying towards her eyes, grabbed the drawing board that was thrown at her with her backhand, and pressed it back towards Ronan.
The tip of his elbow collided with the drawing board, and the latter was shattered. And in the midst of the flashes of lightning and flint, Ronan's elbow turned into a whip, and he struck like a flowing stream, with a sonic boom like the tip of the whip slashing through the air, from Mo La's cheek.
Scratched.
Mo La didn't even blink, nor did he dodge. He straight up kicked up and slashed horizontally like a wheel of a knife, cutting into Ronan's tibia.
Long Qi hissed, and this was basically the last clear picture he captured.
Next, there was the ultra-high-speed attack and defense between the two in the splashing debris. The strong wind blowing and the fragments of the drawing board almost delineated their attack and defense area. The range was constantly expanding, and the speed of communication continued to increase. With this,
What followed was a deafening explosion of air as the limbs cut through the air.
Even an elite Burner like Long Qi had to duck and avoid the splashing fragments of the drawing board and the aftermath of the wind-like energy.
Otherwise, he would be like Yuan Wuwei next to him, falling to the ground with his face in his arms, screaming in agony.
This dangerous close attack and defense...
Long Qi’s Thoughts
The head could only turn to this stage. In the center of the confrontation, there was a blazing white flame, which expanded rapidly and covered a wider area.
Some of the fragments of the drawing board that exploded in the previous wave were twisted and ignited in the instantaneous expansion of high temperature. The surging air waves exploded both sides of the battle, and also caused the transfer platform to make a tearing sound as the structure was on the verge of collapse.
The skyscraper on which the platform rested, and the glass walls of the thirty-meter-diameter area were shattered in the shock wave. As for the originally bustling crowd on the platform, how they screamed and fled, this is already a background that must be ignored.
Long Qi's brain could no longer accept any more information.
In the chaos, Ronan and Mo La were wrapped in blazing white flames and bounced in different directions. The difference was that Mo La was passively infected, while Ronan was the arsonist.
Format fire!
The distance between the two continued to widen, and the rhythm seemed to slow down a bit.
Long Qi relied on his eyesight honed from hundreds of poker games and reluctantly guessed that during this period, Mo La had already wanted to pounce again, and it should be that he had mobilized and stimulated some of his special abilities. However, this kind of fire-burning operation gave her
Powerful interference - this is also the advanced application skill of Format Fire that has been demonstrated in card games.
Unexpectedly, the effects produced by "non-staff members" like Ronan seemed to be more pure and efficient.
Only then did he have the opportunity to think a few times, and the burning sketch board fragments, flying glass fragments, and high-strength lightweight building materials fragments of the platform came like a rain of fire.
Long Qi had to make two consecutive tactical dodge movements, rolling and crawling to avoid the potentially fatal splash damage.
Li Taisheng and Liu
Cheng Zai was relatively calm, and the invisible force field he deployed in time blocked most of the attacks, and even helped Yuan Wuwei... avoid death.
Liu Chengzai dragged Yuan Wuwei behind the defensive force field. The latter had a bloody head and many parts of his body were stained with sparks. He was miserable and for a while he only had the strength to hum.
When Long Qi saw this, he also ran towards the invisible force field. During this period, his broken thoughts finally connected:
Previously, why should we play at close range?
Why choose close combat?
Is this too physical?
The rapidly changing situation is destined to make it impossible for Long Qi to obtain the answer by relying solely on his own thinking.
Mo La, who was contaminated by the fire of format, suddenly let out a piercing howl, like a whistle or a sharp laugh, which stung people's brains and made them dizzy.
In the next moment, Ronan, who was nearly fifty meters away from Mo La, seemed to be hit by an invisible giant hammer. His body was refracted at a large angle and hit the broken glass wall behind the platform, and
Unfortunately, it hit the frame structure of the wall.
The building that was hit by the impact felt like a large area was dented in. There should be some unloading force... But around the dent, the glass walls that had barely escaped the damage before were once again shattered and peeled off, and they fell.
Like a shower.
It was only then that Long Qi caught the figure of Mo La. She appeared in the position where Ronan was before he was knocked away; and at the place where he stood earlier, the fire of format was still burning, but it was only her who was burned.
The remaining breath and shadow.
As for Ronan, who was hit on the wall of the building, he also quickly adjusted, bypassing the severely deformed metal frame, and retreated deeper into the building. Perhaps, in order to
The complex environment interferes with Mera's vision and feelings...
Mo La seemed to sneer and chased after him without hesitation.
Just half a second later, the floor they were on exploded with fire and air waves in all directions. The power supply system in the nearby area could no longer support it. Most of the building and the various attached transfer platforms were instantly dim.
.
However, the colorful lights from the surrounding skyscrapers are still shining freely, and there is a different kind of brilliance and blur.
"Why hand-to-hand combat?"
After hiding in the protective force field, Long Qi heard Liu Chengzai, who had been silent until now, speak slowly. Obviously, this problem also bothered him.
And Li Taisheng may not be spared.
The three ability users who were already able to establish themselves in the other world looked at each other in the darkness covered in colorful light, and then lowered their heads to read their respective system prompts in a tacit understanding.
It’s still the same sentence at the top of my head:
"The magnetized puppet noticed you."
However, this time, the follow-up prompt content increased significantly:
"Your growing strength has aroused the interest of magneto-optical mica. As one of the creators of the Dream Game, it is powerful but aesthetically incompatible with you. It is trying to adjust, or make everyone follow it.
"The magnetized puppet it sends is its proud work. Please make it realize its mistakes and immaturity through sufficient comparison. Then you may be the savior."
The three of them looked at each other again and tried to communicate. The main ones were Long Qi and Li Taisheng:
"This is a magnetized puppet. It's just shaped into that person's appearance..."
"This background has not been introduced before. Is it a special gift for Ms. Mo La? It may also include special gifts for all extraordinary people?"
"salvation
What the Lord means is…if we don’t correct ourselves, will something terrible happen?”
Except for the fact that the first conclusion is obviously correct nonsense, the following ones are getting more and more guilty the more you say them.
Li Taisheng decisively dismissed the blame: "I am not the physical side. Mr. Long Qi, please estimate the strength of this magnetized puppet."
Long Qi was even more decisive: "I don't deserve it!"
As if in response to the attitude of the two people, an explosion sounded again inside the already riddled building. This time it seemed that the sound was not as powerful as the last time, but when the shock wave was transmitted, the whole building seemed to shake. It was highly suspicious.
Is this big guy going to collapse on the spot?
"This is really a fun fight." Long Qi said about things in another dimension, "Even with Ms. Mo La's personality, ordinary people would not have such a chance to let go and start a fight."
"Has she really let go of her hands and feet completely?" Li Taisheng seemed to be asking for advice and questioning.
"Of course...no."
In the past hundreds of poker games, Long Qi has witnessed several extraordinary powers with his own eyes, and he still has a strong say in this matter.
"Currently, there should be no power to activate the Abyss Zone. It is purely relying on the physical body. The problem is that that person is probably just joking... Is it possible to do this in a dream game? I mean to activate the power of the Abyss Zone, Chief Priest Li, you haven't tried it.
Pass?"
"Always do it step by step."
"That's right. If the turbulence in the abyss was casually drawn out in the dream game, even if it was simulated, it would be a nightmare."
"...It kind of means that."
"Why are you hesitating? Hey, have you ever done this before and then forgot the difference between inside and outside?"
"I'm not sure...what about you?"
Long Qi continued decisively: "I don't deserve it."
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