If you want to conquer the Red Ship dungeon, delay enough time, and successfully survive from Jiang Xinyu's hands, besides improving your strength, the best way is to... stack armor.
Build the thickest armor and get the hardest beating.
Tang Yun is going to give it a try to see if he can resist. If I can't beat you, why can't you be a tortoise?
Even though the old man was well-informed, his words still stunned him.
Do you have such a thing as armor?
have.
But for a warrior, the body is the most powerful defense, so why should wearing heavy armor affect flexibility?
This young man has some strange ideas.
The old man thought like this, stood up and waved to him: "Come in with me and have a look. Anyway, there are not many armors, they are all placed in the same room."
The secret vault is divided into many rooms, ranging from major categories to small categories, and is extremely detailed. The shelves are basically filled with worthless things for show, and even the martial arts are just introduction manuals.
However, armor is an exception.
Follow the old man to the most remote compartment, push the door open and enter.
On each shelf, there are various kinds of armor, iron armor, and full-body armor hanging. These things are all genuine, just placed here casually.
Tang Yun even saw a huge thing, more than two meters high, like a huge iron wall of steel armor. It could be seen from the edge that this thing was five centimeters thick...
Oh my god, is this a fortress?
The corner of Tang Yun's mouth twitched, then he walked forward and circled around it, making a tut-tsk sound in his mouth, and suddenly looked up at the old man: "Can you let me put it on and try it on?"
The old man's face darkened and he said: "You can't move even if you put this thing on. It was left behind by an eleventh-level warrior. He must have at least thirty thousand strength to move around flexibly."
Tang Yun smacked his lips and said, "I'll give it a try."
"...Okay." The old man stepped forward with a dark face, groped skillfully on the armor, lifted it off the shelf, and hung it up one by one for Tang Yun.
System: Do you want to enter the copy [Phantom of the Red Ship]?
【yes】
Boom!
The deck let out an overwhelmed wail.
Tang Yun's head was wrapped in a helmet, not even his mouth was exposed. He watched something strange happen through the two holes in front of his eyes, and the Turtle Lord turned into a mummy in front of him.
Ta da~
Jiang Xinyu walked out of the cabin with light steps and looked around.
When she saw the iron lump not far away, which was like a tree trunk, she was obviously confused for a moment, and her little mouth subconsciously opened into an O shape.
What is this thing?
Tang Yun looked at her and suddenly coughed. Because of his helmet, his voice sounded particularly dull: "Jiang Xinyu, are you deliberately causing such a strange phenomenon to attract the attention of Zhenwu Pavilion?"
Jiang Xinyu's beautiful eyes flickered as she looked this thing up and down: "You know a lot, are you also a believer of the Holy Lord?"
Tang Yun had tried this countless times before, and he had naturally done this trick of pretending to be a comrade. Of course, he knew that the three demon consciousnesses could actually communicate with each other, so this trick didn't work.
So he denied it decisively, with a tone full of contempt: "That's not true. I know more than you think. Do you really think that no one is aware of the conspiracy of the Three Gods?"
Jiang Xinyu suddenly stiffened, and then her eyes turned into vertical pupils like poisonous snakes, staring at him coldly. Her voice was no longer crisp, but as harsh as rubbing against frosted glass: "Interesting guy, how much do you know?"
These are the inherited treasures of the Three Gods Religion. Just like the heart, these are two eyeballs, integrated with Jiang Xinyu.
Tang Yun narrowed his eyes and said with a sneer: "For example, you plan to attract people from the Zhenwu Pavilion, and then go to the ambush point to kill people with Jiang Yunlong."
He was calculating the speed of his speech, not too fast, not too slow, otherwise these two guys would definitely notice the clues.
"The reason why the Three Gods Religion is called the Three Gods Religion is because the demon divided his consciousness into three parts, one is these eyes, one is the heart on the altar, and the last part is the demon's true body."
"In the past ten years, you have secretly built a total of eight altars. They are located in..."
"You three god sects plan to sacrifice blood to Yangzhou City, kill countless people, let the demons regain their strength, and even go one step further..."
Suddenly, Jiang Xinyu rushed towards him, struck out with a fierce palm, and said in a sharp voice: "Die!"
Still a little worse.
Tang Yun secretly sighed, the limit of the opponent's patience was right here, no matter what, it was always a little bit closer, about a minute, because... the people from the Zhenwu Pavilion came.
Boom!!
Jiang Xinyu struck the thick armor with a palm.
The terrifying force instantly caused the iron wall to sink, smashing the deck and falling into the belly of the ship. Tang Yun felt dizzy, with severe pain in his chest and subconsciously spurted out a stream of blood. The buzzing nausea made him almost fall into coma.
Oh my God, this is so perverted.
Tang Yun felt extremely uncomfortable. Fortunately, this armor was not made of ordinary fine steel, but was mixed with other things that could restrain demons. It had extremely high defensive power.
Even so, the impact of the armor still shattered his sternum and almost burped on the spot.
At this moment, a sharp blade struck through the air, and at the same time, a low roar mixed with anger sounded: "You evil spirits, if you dare to cause trouble in the city, you will die!"
The sound of nature...boom...
Tang Yun was punched on the helmet by the opponent, rolled his eyes and fainted.
Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?
After an unknown amount of time, Tang Yun's consciousness finally came to his senses. He subconsciously wanted to raise his hand, but found that he was still trapped in the iron shell and could not move at all with his strength.
Still in the copy?
Tang Yun brought up the system panel and stared at the writing on it and the dungeon countdown.
Passed the level?
Has the quarter hour arrived?
And not only cleared the level, but also completed the [better] achievement?
Jiang Xinyu... is dead?
Exit the copy.
Returning to reality, he stared at the panel in a daze, and suddenly understood: "I see, Jiang Xinyu's strength is actually around the peak of the eleventh grade.
In reality, the reason why she was able to fight Zhao Yi for so long was because the demon poured power into her body, allowing her to temporarily rival a tenth-level warrior. The real her... is not that strong."
Bang bang~
The mask was knocked, and the old man's narrow voice sounded: "How are you, can you move?"
"cannot."
Tang Yun replied angrily. He was still feeling uncomfortable. This dungeon trip was so mysterious that he didn't even know how to pass it.
The old man asked: "How long are you going to stay?"
"No need to wait, come out now."
Tang Yun feels very thin now. It feels like eating two cans of mustard. His skull is cool and his whole body is sublimated...
This thing requires help from someone to put it on and take off. It is a complete iron knot. Tang Yun finally jumped out with the help of the old man.
The old man put the armor back into place with ease and asked casually: "Why do you want armor?"
Tang Yun adjusted his breathing, observed other armors and protective equipment, and replied: "Cherish your life, you are cowardly."