Jun Buli perked up and immediately explained: "I've seen this type of writing on the wall, and it should be protective. As we speculated at the beginning, it is used to protect the ship and resist attacks."
"What about this one you drew?" Xiaotuanzi asked with interest.
"The same thing, I followed the painting on the wall.
"Can it be used?"
"It seems to work. I'll try to draw it on my body."
Jun Buli immediately started trying. He drew a few strokes on the clothes with his little hands, and a reduced version of the pattern appeared on the surface of the clothes, with clearer lines.
"Xiao Mo, why don't you try hitting me?"
"You really want me to hit you?" Xiaotuanzi was eager to try, but was afraid of actually hitting him.
"Try it, just be gentle and don't be too heavy." Jun Buli encouraged.
Xiaotuanzi turned his dark eyes, revealed a malicious smile, clenched his fist, and suddenly punched Jun Buli without any warning.
Jun Buli was startled. He wanted to hide back, but stopped abruptly.
Xiaotuanzi's fist hit Jun Buli's chest. The moment he was about to touch him, it seemed that he was blocked by something and could not touch his body for a moment.
Xiaotuanzi raised his eyebrows in surprise, seeing the small pattern on his clothes suddenly light up. After holding on for a while, the light gradually dimmed.
After a while, the pattern completely darkened, and the resistance on the little fist also disappeared.
It’s really useful, isn’t it amazing?
Xiaotuanzi's eyes were bright. He stretched out his hand and touched the position before the pattern disappeared, but he no longer felt anything.
"Is this something you can only use on yourself, or can it be used on anything?"
Jun Buli thought for a while: "They should all be usable, but the retention time is different."
"What about consumption? Will it be tiring to use?" Xiaotuanzi asked again.
"Fortunately, I don't feel anything." He drew three sketches in a row, although each one did not last long and the effect was not very strong. In comparison, Jun Buli did not feel tired.
Xiaotuanzi thought thoughtfully, "Can you draw other patterns? For example, the ones that can attack?"
Jun Buli thought about it for a moment: "I'll give it a try."
He stretched out his hand again, and the void was sketched.
The painting speed is even slower this time, with pauses from time to time, as if I am making changes while painting.
Xiaotuanzi couldn't understand his movements, but thought his paintings were quite interesting and couldn't take his eyes off them.
After a few minutes, Jun Buli finally finished the painting, looking a little tired, "Okay."
Xiaotuanzi came over to take a look and was very confused: "Isn't this about the same?"
"It's a lot different. The lines are different. Look here, and here, they are all different." Jun Buli pointed at the floating pattern and vowed.
Xiaotuanzi: "..."
In his opinion, they are all twists and turns. What’s the difference?
However, this is not the point.
Xiaotuanzi couldn't wait to ask: "Can it attack?"
"Yes, just type it out." Jun Buli said while demonstrating, pushing forward with his little hand.
The stationary lavender pattern flew forward in an instant, bursting out more than a dozen rays of light, which shot like sharp needles toward a wooden pillar in the cabin, leaving more than a dozen penetrating holes on the surface of the wooden pillar, like a hornet's nest.
Same.
"Wow!" Xiaotuanzi exclaimed.
While the ship was still stable, he ran down the stairs, stood in front of the wooden pillar and looked up, then walked around to the back and looked at it. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's amazing that such a thick pillar has been penetrated!"