Chapter 169 You are pretty good at fighting
The air around them buzzed.
"Waku Waku! (Come on, Master! Come on, Master! Come on!)"
Six water elves waved their work rags up and down, pretending they were energetic cheerleaders.
Bree half-crouched next to the water elf, lit a cigarette, and blew a breath:
"There's a spiritual storm coming at the beginning. Water elves, your master may be sent to the medical room."
Brie looked at Ann, who had flowing white hair.
This novice mentor seemed to have been the champion of the 50th Level 2 Mage Competition at the Royal University of Beiguo.
The competition at Royal University of Beigu was a competition that focused on practical ability, and many murders occurred.
"I have to stand farther away, wait, I held the cigarette backwards..."
Bri straightened his cigarette and took out the bandaging treatment potion from his backpack card in advance.
An gently lifted her toes, her blue eyes seeming to see through Chen Qi's every move.
Spiritual storm!
Was this the first move he came up with... Chen Qi clenched the long knife and kept adjusting his breathing.
The spiritual power storm releases huge spiritual power, thereby disrupting the opponent's spiritual power observation, and at the same time, it can also interfere with the opponent's spiritual power construction.
The only drawback is that this move consumes a lot of energy and requires extremely high spiritual power.
According to the requirements of the duel at Beiguo University, this move is indeed the most basic move.
However, it's not impossible to fight... Chen Qi's hands and legs holding the knife were wrapped with a faint layer of dark energy.
In the spiritual storm, Chen Qi's white pigeon perception made it difficult to predict the opponent's moves.
Fortunately, he paid attention to the power flow of the panel.
The most important characteristic of Qi Power itself is to focus on strengthening his own body. Even if he is in a spiritual storm, his moves will not be slowed down in any way.
We can only compare speed!
Speed attack... Chen Qi summarized the way of fighting.
Against mages, engaging in a war of attrition is a foolish option.
Of course, there is another point. If the two of them practice for too long, this houseboat will not be able to bear it!
An didn't speak, and gently raised the staff to form the simplest spiritual ball.
Basic technique. Spiritual power ball!
Almost instantly, a spiritual power ball condensed and shot out like a cannonball.
Combined with the spiritual storm, it's like a bullet fired from a gun without pulling the trigger!
"Is the casting speed higher than that of the Flower Witch? The top panel mage is really strong enough..."
Chen Qi's eyes flashed, and he used spiritual perception and dynamic vision to capture the trajectory of the spiritual ball.
This spiritual power is curved...
At this moment, An also had a smile on his lips. Under normal circumstances, spiritual balls, like bullets, would be launched in a straight line.
Although it is just a simple trick, it is surprisingly useful when faced with extraordinary people who lack actual combat experience.
Being regarded as a new kid... Chen Qi kicked his legs and used an offensive horizontal slash.
Step forward and chop!
The spiritual power ball coming from the side was instantly cut in half by the black knife.
"!"
An quickly jumped back like a fluttering dandelion.
Shadow foot!
Chen Qi's footsteps stepped out into black flames. The moment he chopped off the spiritual power ball, his speed increased three times, and he rushed out like a ghostly afterimage!
The speed was so fast that he was already close to An before he landed on the bow of the ship!
At this moment, the distance between the two is less than one meter, and it is getting closer quickly.
Two meters!
One meter!
0.5 meters!
You are already within my attack range... Chen Qi did not make any move to stop. With the help of forward momentum, the blade in his hand shot out like running water!
Up!
"Um?"
An's pupils suddenly dilated, his heartbeat accelerated rapidly, and he couldn't help but tighten his grip on the staff.
instinct!
boom! Huge spiritual force fields gathered in the sky, forming a cloud, and then the cloud quickly pressed down!
Spiritual power explodes! Rain of spiritual balls!
Slowing fog!
Take the magic shield!
In a harsh whistling sound, the two people's moves burst out at the same time!
Phew!
The wind blew violently across the deck!
“Oh my God!”
The cigarette that Brie had just held in his mouth was instantly blown askew by the wind, and dust was blown into his eyes.
What are these two people doing? He straightened the cigarette again, then slowly opened his eyes and looked at the result of the game. I saw An standing on the bow of the boat holding a staff.
And hundreds of spiritual balls have gathered in the sky and are about to fall.
However, a sharp pitch-black blade had broken through the magic shield and stuck to An's neck!
Chen Qi only needs a slight movement of his hand to cut it out.
"..."
An lowered his head, looked at the sharp blade at his neck, and said:
"Qi, you are very strong, and you are much faster than I thought."
"..."
Chen Qi looked at the spiritual power ball that had been formed in the sky.
If it was a real battle, the next result should be that he was bombarded by a rain of spiritual balls at the moment he cut his neck horizontally.
But no matter what, he managed to get close to An and put the blade on the opponent's neck.
This was largely because An's reaction was not timely. At the same time, in this battle, she could only use the most basic techniques.
Chen Qi fell into thinking.
If he was engaged in an encounter and at the same time in the dark.
Perhaps, with the touch of the remaining fire and the cutting of flesh and bones, he could really hurt An.
But under normal circumstances, there is still no chance of winning.
Now he faced a third-level transcendent who had mastered the liberation skill, and he could only let the opponent ravage him.
The suppressive power of a third-level transcendent was stronger than he imagined.
Chen Qi kept this feeling in mind:
"Thank you, Teacher An, I learned a lot."
"I've also been taught, Qi, I just used spiritual power burst, which has violated the rule that only basic spells can be used.
As a second-level transcendent, you have not yet completed the improvement of your spiritual power source. I thought that you would not be able to detect the trajectory of the spiritual power ball. "
Skills with the origin of spiritual power...
Chen Qi took a long breath.
The improvement of the source of spiritual power can improve one's spiritual power skills in all aspects, and is also the most important combat power indicator for second-level transcendental beings.
However, his dove perception and dynamic vision make up for the current lack of this skill.
But this is just to make up for it. If An casually applies a skill that blocks vision while using the spiritual storm, then he will be like a headless fly and become a toy in An's hands.
An looked tired and simply rested his chin on the knife: "Qi, with your current strength, you can fight even if you meet the leader of a small gang."
Chen Qi looked at An, who was leaning on the knife with his chin: "Um, Teacher An..."
An actually didn't worry about missing his knife at all.
An blinked:
"What's wrong?"
"My knife is poisonous."
An lowered her head and looked at the knife on her neck.
"well?"
A trace of sharp black energy spread from the blade and slashed towards An's neck in an instant!
An immediately used defensive moves, but despite this, blood was still sprinkled on the deck.
"It hurts, it hurts!"
An fell to the ground in pain, holding her neck and rolling on the ground.
The deep water elf wiped away the blood on the ground.
"..."
Chen Qi handed An the bandage and a bottle of healing potion.
He didn't expect An to lean directly against the knife.
The black knife is a weapon once used by the third-level transcendent Captain Black Eyes. It has its own black energy damage.
Although he now has the ability to cut flesh and bones, but without turning on the Furious Blade, the black knife is still superior in terms of power.
After treating An's injuries, the three people sat on the edge of the boat and stared blankly at the sea in the distance.
Perhaps because they were too tired recently, the three of them looked at the sea and didn't speak for a long time.
Before you know it, the day slowly goes out and dusk falls.
Until the light of the lighthouse came on, Bree lit a cigarette, blew out a smoke ring, and broke the silence: "Mr. Chef, at first I thought you would be pinned down by the novice instructor and beaten into a pig's head, but you didn't I thought you could still fight well."
(End of chapter)