Chapter 17: Attacked, fight back
The successful acquisition of body skills made up for his last shortcoming in combat.
If you don’t have enough resources, don’t think about things like body training.
As long as you dodge quickly, others can't hit you.
Now, as long as he integrates and coordinates the sickle method and the body method, and can attack while moving, he will have a certain basic combat effectiveness.
Self-protection is barely enough.
There is no need to set many traps like before to kill the old beggar.
When this thought came up, Fang Ling was stunned and quickly slapped himself.
The "pop" sound was very crisp.
He was ashamed of himself for thinking this.
Still not cautious enough!
Of course it is better to use traps if you can use them.
Cripple first, then harvest.
If Fang Ling escapes from the trap, then Fang Ling can fight this man openly.
Waiting for work with ease, and being beaten with health, this is his light.
After re-examining his inner thoughts, Fang Ling got his thoughts back on track.
It’s time to take a shower now, as I have to practice later, so I can’t put it off.
Mosquito legs are still flesh when they are small, let alone meditation practice that can increase soul power?
When I came, I was one foot shallow and one foot deep. When I left, I stepped on tree roots and rocks and jumped out easily.
It’s not smooth yet, but the future is promising!
……
One month has passed
Fang Ling has coordinated his sickle technique and body technique very well, and his fighting skills have become impressive.
If we had a fight with Tang San right now, then...
Forget it.
If he had a fight with Wang Sheng, he was confident that this guy with strong resistance would be completely unable to touch him.
Then he fell to the ground bleeding and covered with wounds.
It was early summer and the sun was shining in the sky.
He walked in the shade of a tree, carrying a water bottle, and walked briskly in the direction of the slaughterhouse.
Halfway through, I suddenly found a person lying on the ground.
He is a young man with pale skin and weakness,
As if he had fainted, he lay there with his eyes closed and fell asleep quietly.
The deep-set eye sockets and dark eye circles give people a vaguely familiar feeling.
familiar?
Fang Ling frowned, feeling wary.
Based on the fact that he spends most of his time at the academy's slaughterhouse, and occasionally goes to the butcher's shop to have fun, he can be sure that he has never seen this person.
And there was a guy lying on the side of the road, he looked like a drug addict, something wasn't right.
Fang Ling didn't plan to go and see it.
Only if you don't have curiosity and don't meddle in other people's business can you live a long life on Douluo Continent.
He adjusted his direction slightly and prepared to change paths.
The pale-faced young man raised one hand slightly, moved his fingertips slightly, and said weakly: "Brother, help me."
"Who are you?" A normal person should ask this question.
But Fang Ling was not normal, he was extremely cautious.
A strong sense of disobedience came from the young man in front of him, and a warning sign suddenly appeared in his heart.
Realizing something was wrong, he immediately backed away slowly.
"Oh! Brother, don't leave." The white-faced young man became anxious, and Eli began to seduce him, "Help me, help me to the city, and I will pay you a gold soul coin."
He took out a golden round currency from the bag.
As if to prove that he is not telling lies.
A gold soul coin!
Just something as simple as helping him back to the city?
If values and behaviors do not match, there must be something wrong!
Fang Ling's actions were beyond his expectations. Hearing such an advantage, he sped up and backed away.
Sure enough, he stepped back, and the situation changed instantly.
The pale-faced man struggled to get up with his face twitching: "I was unlucky today and met such a vigilant lame kid." "Are there any poor people who don't like gold soul coins?"
He would not admit it wrong. The only advantages of this coarse linen garment were that it was cheap and durable.
Except for those who work hard and do dirty work, it is uncomfortable to wear, and no normal person would wear such clothes.
Fang Ling felt the deep malice in his tone, turned around and ran away.
But he found that even with the blessing of body skills, he couldn't run away.
Opposite him is a young man, Fang Ling is no bigger than a child, and his legs are all different lengths.
He took one step as Fang Ling and took two steps.
But it shouldn't be faster.
If nothing unexpected happens, it should be a soul master.
Fang Ling thought quickly in his mind and didn't realize that he had offended anyone.
I really don't know where I got him.
It's too urgent now, and it's not the time to think about this.
If you are not fast, you will be overtaken immediately. This cannot continue, you must find a way to get rid of him!
Definitely can't be caught.
This thought flashed through his mind, and Fang Ling changed his mind.
Tip toe, body turned, and plunged into the dense woods.
In this summer, the woods are very dense.
The land is dry and the environment is complex, which is perfect for the use of his Level 1 body skills.
Moreover, the woods are dense and inherently hidden.
If he dares to have any ill intentions towards Fang Ling, and if he can't catch up with him in a short period of time, he will probably be a one-ring soul ring. How powerful can a soul ring be, he will be killed directly!
Being remembered by others, if the opponent does not die, it will really make him feel uneasy!
Fang Ling ran in front, and the pale-faced young man chased after him.
The tangled branches greatly reduced the field of vision and hindered movement.
The pale-faced young man's ears turned into a pair of big bat ears.
His mouth was now open, and his two pairs of bloody fangs made his already weak face even more ferocious.
He is a bat martial soul. After being possessed by the martial soul, he can use ultrasound to assist positioning.
Even a first-level soul master with a century-old soul ring could only barely equal this cripple.
I couldn't help scolding my mother in my heart.
How could these branches only stop me but not him?
They are just ordinary trees, can they still be divided among people?
I'm possessed by a martial spirit, and it's still so hard to chase me!
He's just a little cripple, but he's as slippery as a monkey.
Finally, after chasing for a while, Fang Ling's speed had slowed down visibly to the naked eye.
It seems that I can no longer run.
The weak young man's face lit up with joy: "Hoho, you are indeed a brat. You have no energy left. Are you finally slowing down?"
It seems that I can no longer run.
The distance between the two is getting closer and closer.
He was almost standing hand in hand, and he was about to catch up. Fang Ling in front suddenly turned around unexpectedly.
A sharp sickle radiated dazzling light in the sun, passed through many tree branches at an extremely tricky angle, and came towards his chest and abdomen.
He is a soul master, and Ultrasound immediately discovered the little cripple's attack, and he was able to dodge it even if he wanted to.
The young man immediately wanted to retreat, but was directly stuck by the dense bushes.
"Damn it!"
He cursed secretly and activated the only yellow soul ring.
The claws on both hands covered with gray-brown hair suddenly lengthened, and the nails at the front became sharp, as sharp as a sharp knife.
"Dang!"
The collision between the sickle blade and the steel claw made a fierce sound.
Fang Ling exerted a little force, his hands shook slightly, and he immediately broke free from the restraints.
After tilting slightly, he slid down with a tyrannical tone, a stern look on his face, as if he wanted to cut off his fingers directly.
The young man was so frightened that he quickly stopped.
"He's a rookie soul master." Fang Ling made a judgment in his mind.
The bat spirit turned pale and gave him a particularly familiar feeling.
On his way to escape, he finally remembered someone.
(End of chapter)