Chapter 410: Don't fight people who are not qualified to have a name
In the void, does killing with one punch equal complete death?
No!
Not equal!
Because of various resurrection spells, various resurrection magic weapons, various resurrection potions, and even various rebirth physiques, it is too difficult to kill an enemy with one punch if their level is similar.
Void is that equipment is king... This sentence is always true, and no one has proven it wrong.
so.
In a flash of magical light, 90% of the people killed by the shadow of the previous world with one punch were revived and 80% were reborn. Most of the people who really died were alien beasts, brave and brainless alien beasts. Mages usually have life-saving plans, but there is no such thing as a life-saving plan.
It's so easy to die. Some of those whose strength is too far apart cannot survive, and their power far exceeds the critical point. Even the soul and the information of natural existence are reduced to nothingness, and they cannot be resurrected even if they want to be resurrected.
The heroes reappeared, and their morale should have been as high as a rainbow.
But.
The scene was still completely silent.
It is even said that these people now dare not even take a breath.
At this time, the giants watching the battlefield also fell silent, thinking that they had "misjudged" too many things. On the surface, this punch had no effect. It only cleared away some strange beasts. Strong mages can still join forces to suppress it. In fact, this punch has no effect.
Yes, all idiots know...that shadow can punch once, and it can punch a second time.
Compete with other people's fists using resurrection potions and resurrection magic weapons?
All fools know that they will lose.
Now it is obvious that this is no longer a competition at the same level. The gap between the two sides is too far.
What's surprising to everyone is.
Before the battle of Shanhai, the number one saint was around 50 levels. Three or four years ago, when he asked the instructors of the Old Demon Academy, everyone estimated that he had exceeded 100 levels, and even had a 'tenth level' domain in a single field.
Doubled in three years.
Hundred Rings.
Ten areas.
It can be said that this is the highest limit that everyone can estimate. It is impossible to go any higher even if you think about it.
But what is the situation now?
Many of the hunters have more than 300 levels, and the highest even has more than 900 levels, just not crossing the line of 1,000 levels. In addition, there are many void beasts, they have less skills but more power. Compared to the First Saint
, the hunting party is still fully equipped, and may even exert a combat power of more than one thousand or two thousand rings at most.
Such a group of people were as numerous as the sand on the sea... Ninety percent of them were reduced by just one punch.
Can one hundred rings be achieved?
No.
Absolutely impossible!
"Tang Shidao has more than a hundred rings, not even a thousand rings." The giants outside the venue whispered, and the possibility they were most worried about had happened.
"Three years and a thousand rings...sigh..." some giants lamented softly.
They don't worry about how much power Tang Shidao has.
Nor are they worried about amassing climbing talent.
They only worry about a kind of person who can 'fly', just like the monster in front of them who has raised a thousand levels in more than three years.
Oring.
Mad God.
Or the Queen of the Stars.
They were all rising stars in the past, but they all surpassed all their predecessors at the fastest speed and soared to a height that even their ancestors could not look up to. Looking back at that time, Aoling said this: Relying on accumulation to improve strength.
Everyone is stupid. A truly strong person has as much power as he wants.
Anyone who says this can laugh at him, but Aoling can't.
Because Aoling can really do this.
The first saint, Tang Shidao, improved from 50 levels to 100 levels in a few years. He was a genius among geniuses. It was an extraordinary progress that shocked everyone. However, such progress is still within the 'reasonable range'. Now, in a few years, he has improved from 50 levels to 100 levels.
1000 rings, this is abnormal and unreasonable.
According to calculations, this is a rate of one ring per day.
No one can do it.
Except for the mysterious spirit from back then, even the Queen of the Star Realm couldn't do it when she first entered the holy realm. Mana can be borrowed from the void, but the realm requires understanding. No one can understand and cast a spell in one day, and then turn it into a
field. Therefore, there are two possibilities for the achievement of the First Saint: First, he is an explosion of accumulation over many years. Second, he is the kind of person that everyone is afraid of.
Everyone hopes that it will be an explosion of accumulation over many years.
If the latter…
hehe.
How did everyone feel when Aoling appeared?
It felt as if, in an ordinary prairie, animals such as lions, leopards, wolves, rhinos, cattle, sheep, deer, and elephants were all living in an orderly manner. Suddenly, a baby Tyrannosaurus rex appeared...
…This is how everyone felt in their hearts back then.
"Another unreasonable monster?" Beside the scarecrow, the spherical black shadow was also sighing, not knowing what he was thinking.
The other side.
The Star Queen and the four legion commanders were silent.
This punch proved many things, the simplest one being... everyone had misjudged Tang Shidao's training speed.
At this time, on the battlefield.
Tang Shidao just stood quietly without any movement. The shadow of the last world made no move after punching him.
but.
He didn't move, and no one dared to move.
If he didn't say anything, no one would dare to speak.
The situation is so strange and stalemate. One person is facing a sea of enemies, but the latter are frightened by some invisible threat and dare not move. They look like a group of lambs being stared at by tigers. They can only remain silent.
Waiting for the verdict of fate.
Don't dare to attack.
Don't dare to defend.
He didn't even dare to run away.
The giants watching from the sidelines couldn't understand. They didn't know the extent of this 'fear'. They estimated that it must be more than the pressure of one punch. At this time, only those present understood that this feeling was like being an ant.
, but dozens of suns lit up around me.
Life and death, disillusionment, only depend on each other's thoughts.
It's not that they don't want to escape.
They knew... they couldn't escape! Compared to Tang Shidao himself, the shadow wielding the fist was a hundred times more terrifying!
In deathly silence.
"Hehehehe, Brother Tang, why don't you give me some face? Don't embarrass these little people who are 'not qualified to have names'? Come on, long time no see, let's have a chat." When no one dared to speak, an ordinary old man's voice came out.
Rings.
An old man wearing a pharmacist's robe.
An expressionless warrior monk.
The two seemed to be walking.
It seemed like there was a flicker of light, and as soon as he finished speaking, the person came to the position in front of Tang Shidao.
"Master Lao Ping, Mr. Mute Monk, I knew you would come." Seeing the two acquaintances whom he hadn't seen for a long time, Tang Shidao slightly welcomed him and said, "Since Master Lao Ping said it, this junior must listen. However, Lao
Master Bottle said a little slower. The people who were punched just now may not be able to survive if they are resurrected. They have already..."
Before they could finish speaking, the resurrectors who were so nervous that their nerves were broken suddenly erupted with black flames all over their bodies.
They panicked and cast spells to save themselves, but the black flames added fuel to the fire.
Between exclamations.
The resurrected people turned into balls of fire one by one. Only a few people could barely protect themselves, and most of them screamed and screamed. Some people were quickly burned to the ground and then resurrected, but the black flames were still not extinguished, like gangrene attached to the bones.
"Everyone, get lost." Lao Ping warned. If you go back to your master, you might be able to save him.
Tang Shidao didn't mind either: "Master Lao Ping..."
"Call me Laoping, how come you have so many polite words? Call him Mute Monk, he doesn't need your politeness." Laoping also likes to interrupt others.
"Okay, Laoping, Mute Monk, I'm waiting for you."
"Well, you want to fight?" Laoping smiled.
At this time, before Tang Shidao could speak, the mute monk pointed slightly at the shadow of the previous world.
The meaning seems to be: you are not good enough, but the shadow is.
Tang Shidao was slightly surprised, feeling that the mute monk was stronger than before. But this battle... Tang Shidao shook his head slightly and said calmly: "No, I want to fight you personally. If I'm still a little worse, please trouble the mute monk.
Just wait a moment."
"Why doesn't it work? Is it your summon?" Lao Ping asked instead.
"No, it's me. I can't explain it to you, but I don't want to use that power to fight the mute monk." Tang Shidao didn't say much.
"Understood." Laoping nodded: "You deliberately waited ten days to wait for us... Well, actually you also wanted to see if any of these scumbags dared to 'break in' and stop at the small station first? In the end, no.
I'm very disappointed. You didn't use the black and white world just now because you thought they were not qualified to die in the black and white world. Haha, you want to leave this power to the mute monk?"
"Yes." Tang Shidao nodded.
After becoming a mage, the mute monk was the first person to 'teach' him a lesson. He must return that punch personally.
And, give the best gift in return.
"Are you confident that this world of black and white is the best gift in return? Well, I, an alchemist, don't understand you warriors either. It doesn't matter, the mute monk can afford to wait. Since you believe that the world of black and white is the best gift in return, he must
You'll be waiting for this feast, right, mute monk?"
The mute monk nodded.
Suddenly, he pointed at Tang Shidao's eyes again.
Laoping was stunned, then smiled and said: "I almost didn't notice it. Brother Tang, your eyes are very good, are you no longer confused?"
Tang Shidao smiled and asked, "Laoping, what do you mean by this?"
Laoping smiled and said: "I always felt that you were very guarded before, as if you had many secrets in your body and were guarded against everyone. Now, your eyes are much brighter, and there is a... how to describe it, well, it feels like you can see through everything.
.With such indifference, I really doubt that you are an ancient tree."
Tang Shidao just smiled: "Well, I'm not confused anymore. You can use your power however you like."
"Very good, just don't be confused anymore. Mute monk, why don't you have a warm-up match?"
The mute monk was slightly shocked when he heard this, and stretched out his fist.
One punch.
Instead of blasting out any power, it blasted out a translucent figure, exactly the same as the mute monk himself.
"Dazzling Divine Light?" Tang Shidao wondered what kind of skill it was.
"Okay, how about it?" Lao Ping spoke instead.
Tang Shidao nodded slightly.
I don't know in my heart how much strength the mute monk has, but he can definitely fight.
The enemy groups on the outer perimeter were half dead and half retreating.
At this time, the people who were watching secretly had not left. Without any hesitation, the competition resumed, and a 'black and white world' once again enveloped the entire area. The shadows of the previous world and the shadows of the next world did not enter the battle formation, only standing on the old bottle and
Beside the mute monk.
Tang Shidao did not use any other power and only used colorlessness to fight.
A simple, colorless secret skill against monks.
Phantom isn't welcome either.
Sensing Tang Shidao's signal, it instantly flashed in front of it with the 'Snapshot Step', and Chen Xingpo's strong fist was blasted out straight. There was no sloppiness in the punching movement, and no extra power was wasted, making people feel that all its power was concentrated.
As for the fist, everything else is empty.
Tang Shidao raised his fist and hit him, sending him flying back a hundred meters.
Even against the phantom of the mute monk, the strength of the current colorless and perfect physiques is still a little inferior.
but.
After punching out, Phantom did not pursue it because its arm was stained with a layer of colorless flames and was slowly cracking.
More and more breath.
Peaceful soul.
Phantom performs two skills in a row, healing and dispersing, and increasing resistance.
Just when it was about to take action, it found that it had been locked by countless bullets... colorless bullets, a skill that can be used without using black hole guns. Moreover, its size can be controlled at will. Tang Shidao signaled, and a large number of colorless 'cannons'
The bullets fell like heavy rain.
at this time.
Phantom made a strange move. It was obviously a Shadow Step move, but it had the effect of an attack.
Flashing instantly.
Half a breath blasted all the colorless bullets into pieces.
"The derived skill of Instant Shadow Step, Flowing Fire and Light Speed. Brother Tang, the spell can be derived, and the skills of the Monk's Secret Book can also generate new skills. Don't be careless." Lao Ping reminded softly.
"Thank you." Tang Shidao nodded.
At this time, the colorless bullet that was exploded turned into something else: a colorless eroded gray mist.