Chapter 152 Name Skill!
"I don't think there's any need to fight, it's no match at all." Wu Xiaode said.
"You are too naive. It is a famous master among us." The zombie demon sneered.
Ah, yes, this guy has the title of "King of Mopping"!
Wu Xiaode became cautious.
He took a few steps back and stared at the zombie from a distance.
I saw the zombie holding his head, lying on the ground, being punched one by one by the bronze hands, and suddenly laughing wildly:
"My famous skills are beyond your imagination!"
"You brat, are you ready to bear its terrifying power?"
Almost at the same moment——
Wu Xiaode only felt like he was punched in the face.
He endured the burning pain, took several steps back, and directly switched the Thousand Hands to "defense" state.
A thousand bronze hands were hidden in the mist of nothingness, on full alert.
- but nothing happened.
Wu Xiaode looked across and saw the zombie standing up from the ground, saying with disdain:
"The child's game is over, now I want to kill you."
After saying that, it hit him hard in the face.
Snap!
With a crisp sound, it cracked the bridge of its nose, and black blood spattered.
At the same time——
when!
With a crisp sound, a bronze hand appeared in front of Wu Xiaode's face, blocking some invisible force.
He is safe and sound!
The Book of the Dead opened quietly, revealing lines of small words in ice crystals:
"The opponent launched his famous skill called 'King of Mopping': 'Drag you to death together'."
"Effect:"
"Whenever it is attacked, you will be attacked too."
"Please note:"
"This is the most basic title, so you have some reaction time and can find ways to defend against this type of attack."
Do you still need to think of a solution?
Thousand Hands·Defense State has found a practical way.
But——
This must be in a defensive state, so that bronze hands will continue to appear for defense.
What should I do if I want to attack?
Got it!
Wu Xiaode reached out and grabbed the void.
Seven bronze hands appeared one after another, one grabbing the wrist of another to form a long stick.
"Still short of a spear tip!"
Wu Xiaode took out the dagger.
The bronze hand at the front of the long stick immediately opened up and held the dagger.
In this way, a spear is assembled.
A line of small words in ice crystal appeared on the Book of the Dead:
"The spear 'Bronze Fang' has been assembled!"
Wu Xiaode held the spear, danced it twice casually, and looked at the zombies opposite.
The zombie said inexplicably: "What are you doing?"
Just as Wu Xiaode was about to speak, he suddenly looked down.
The bronze spear is surrounded by an endless rolling silent magic mist.
Yes.
When I first assembled this spear, I felt that the best way was to make it disappear in the mist.
This way.
Others cannot see your attack at all!
"Go to hell!"
The zombie rushed towards Wu Xiaode and kept hitting his chest.
When it rushed in front of Wu Xiaode, it had already beaten itself until blood spurted out of its mouth.
The undead watched with admiration.
——It is rare for people to be so cruel to themselves. No wonder they can get the famous skill.
But it was not seriously injured.
After all, the white ghost had just read that it had the skills of a body of steel and could neutralize an attack of this magnitude.
As for Wu Xiaode——
Several bronze hands blocked his chest, neutralizing the attacks one by one.
The two finally got close.
"Eat you!" the zombie roared.
Its hands were as sharp as claws, and it grabbed directly at Wu Xiaode.
when!
Bronze spears held the zombie's hands.
Wu Xiaode's mouth twitched and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.
The first move of Killing Spear Technique, block!
He blocked it, but the wound on his arm was not healed yet. After blocking like this, the wound burst open again and blood flowed out.
But as soon as Wu Xiaode stood firm, he immediately rushed forward again.
"What was that just now?"
The zombie was surprised.
-It cannot see the spear at all.
"Here."
Wu Xiaode shouted, turned around with his spear, inserted the spear between the zombie's legs, and struck upward with all his strength!
The second form of the Killing Spear Technique, pick!
Boom——
There was a muffled sound, and the zombie was beaten into the air.
It burst out with a high-pitched scream, clutching its crotch tightly.
At this time, the two techniques of killing and slashing the spear were completed. Wu Xiaode wanted to establish his authority and no longer concealed the existence of the spear.
A series of gasping "hissing" sounds followed from the ring.
It turned out to be such a thick and hard bronze spear!
As we all know——
Zombies have basically the same body structure as humans.
It hurt just to look at it.
"Too dirty! There is no such way of fighting!" the zombie demon said loudly.
"Stop talking nonsense! It's you who want to fight!" Rotten Bone Boy shouted in a higher voice.
wrong!
The zombie activated his name skill, so this dead boy should have been beaten hard in the crotch!
The undead reacted and immediately turned their heads to look.
I saw bronze hands flashing between Wu Xiaode's legs, hooked together to form a pair of bronze shorts, removing all the strong impact.
The undead screamed in surprise.
This is——
This is a bronze crotch!
The name skill is basically equivalent to the power of law, which is extremely rare and cannot be resisted by ordinary professionals!
I didn't expect this kid to resist the name technique in this way!
In the field.
The zombie was lifted into the air by Wu Xiaode with a spear——
It has no control over its body!
Wu Xiaode was waiting for this moment.
The undead in the audience are all strong men with 20 points of soul power, and no one is worse than himself. It is best to act as a deterrent at once to avoid nuisance later.
The bronze spear flashed and turned into thirty-six afterimages, stabbing the zombies continuously.
"Ahhh! If you dare to hit me like this, you will die too!"
The zombie yelled crazily.
However, bronze hands appeared around Wu Xiaode, blocking all attacks.
In an instant, all the slashing spears and rain were stabbed on the zombies.
Snap!
It fell to the ground, lifeless.
Waited for a few breaths.
The zombie's body slowly sank into the ground.
Wisps of faint light flew out from its body and flew towards the boundary monument.
The boundary monument seems to be a little brighter.
A few lines of small words in ice crystals flashed on the Book of the Dead:
"You killed the zombie 'Mopping King'."
"Its body, power and title were all taken back by the world of death."
"Its soul has begun to sleep, providing operational capabilities for the boundary monuments of the Kingdom of Death."
"If there is no accident, it will not be able to wake up again for a long time."
So that’s it.
In a place like the Kingdom of Death, once it is killed, it falls into a deep sleep and becomes part of the country, providing power for the entire country.
Wu Xiaode put away the bronze spear and looked around at the undead.
"Anything else to say?" he asked.
No one said a word.
——After finally waking up from slumber and gaining freedom, he can improve his strength in the kingdom of death. Who wants to become a sleeping "battery" again?
The zombie demon snorted coldly and said: "Your arm is injured, and you are spending your soul fighting here. I believe you will not be able to cope with the next battle-"
"Go and die on your own, the dead who don't listen to orders."
It turned around and strode away.
Many undead strong men followed it and stayed away from Wu Xiaode.
The rotten boy stood aside and whispered:
"It's okay. As long as you don't act like cannon fodder, you should have a chance to pass the trial."
"I think so too," Wu Xiaode said.
"Follow me, let's get closer to the boundary marker. It should heal your injury."
"Yeah."
The two came to the boundary monument and each found a place to sit down.
The dark light emitted by the boundary monument shrouded Wu Xiaode's body, making the wound on his arm gradually no longer hurt, and even became a little itchy.
This is growing meat.
Wu Xiaode quietly waited for the moment when his arm was completely healed.
"Brother, I know you have many options. How have you prepared for this trial?" Rotten Bone Boy asked.
"What about you? What preparations have you made?" Wu Xiaode asked.
The rotten bone boy sighed and said: "Who would have thought that this trial would be so harsh. There is not even any news. Maybe it is a designated battle."
"Do you think it's a designated battle?" Wu Xiaode asked.
"Yes," Rotten Bones said matter-of-factly: "For the 10-point soul power trial, all major camps send new people to play, and the big guys don't pay attention to it at all. Now for the 20-point soul power trial, we have already You can do some scraps.”
"So -" Wu Xiaode said.
"So we were assigned to perform some tasks on the real battlefield and on the edge." Rotten Bones said.
"If this is really the case, it would be very dangerous." Wu Xiaode said.
"Yeah, if it's really a designated battle..."
The rotten guy didn't say any more, he just sighed.
Sudden.
The black boundary monument flickered brightly or darkly, as if it was activated by something.
A cold and dark light emerged from the boundary monument, converging into lines of text that appeared on the boundary monument:
"This designated battle is about to begin."
"Now based on your personal strength, you will be granted temporary military ranks to cope with the next battle."
"First confirm the strongest person in this trial, and grant the military rank of 'Netherworld' to be responsible for commanding this battle."
Everyone immediately held their breath.
The strongest——
Who could it be?
Wu Xiaode suddenly looked towards the Book of the Dead.
I saw two lines of small words in ice crystals appearing on the Book of the Dead:
"In addition to pretending to be the dead, the Silent Mist can also completely hide your presence."
"You can use the power of the Silent Mist to ensure that you remain unnoticed and unnoticed."
"If you don't use it, you will be selected as the Netherworld General to command this battle."
"Are you willing to take charge of all matters in this war?"
Wu Xiaode had a thought in his mind and asked: "If I am not good enough, then who will be selected as the Netherworld General?"
"In order of strength, they are: Rotten Bone Boy." It was displayed in the Book of the Dead.
Wu Xiaode breathed a sigh of relief.
I am a living person, and I just returned after completing the trial mission. How can I be the commander of the undead?
Since he is a rotten boy, there is nothing to worry about.
——As long as it is not the zombie demon, otherwise it will definitely command itself to be used as cannon fodder.
Wu Xiaode thought.
Wisps of mist poured out of his body, obscuring his breath.
A line of big characters suddenly appeared on the stone tablet:
"The commander of this war operation is:"
"Skeleton, rotten boy." (End of this chapter)