[Chapter 1153 Kong Lige]
It took some time for Jiang Shengjun to get rid of the shackles of the bone arm, but he seemed to be in a hurry when facing Bu Lige’s attack.
The difference in strength between the two was not that big. Even if Bu Lige had a slight advantage based on what happened at the beginning, it would not be the key to victory.
The spiritual power covers the blade, and every attack will leave a brilliant brilliance, which looks like a special effect.
Luo Chuan watched with interest. He had to say that spiritual power has a wide range of uses. If he were to make a movie, there would be no need for post-production special effects and it would just be a real scene.
The scene of the battle between Bu Lige and Jiang Shengjun was nothing to say. The fighting power of the realm of creation was just like that, leaving some sword marks on the surrounding stone platforms.
“I didn’t expect you to actually believe it. It seems that I simulated the magical aura rewarded by this underworld quite well.” Bu Lige stepped back nearly ten meters before stopping.
The Necromancer profession has special magic skills that can simulate the breath of other magic when it is released. That’s why Jiang Shengjun was so easily deceived by Bu Lige just now.
Jiang Shengjun was no different from Bu Lige. He also fell far back, using his sword to support himself and breathing heavily.
In the ten seconds of the battle just now, both spiritual power and physical strength were greatly consumed. What we have to do now is to quickly adjust our state.
“Bu Li Ge, you are a bad boy now.” After taking a few breaths, Jiang Shengjun couldn’t help laughing.
In the fight just now, Bu Lige was still shouting out the names of various moves, but basically none of them matched his name. It was just a random shout.
But because he had the magic of breath simulation, Jiang Shengjun didn’t dare to be careless at all, for fear that some of it might be true.
“Ha, don’t talk about me, aren’t you the same?” Bu Lige grinned, not paying attention to Jiang Shengjun’s words.
Although Jiang Shengjun does not have the magic of breath simulation, he can still call out the names of moves. The battle situation is fierce and complicated, and he basically does not have time to sense the breath of magic.
Because of this, Bu Lige was not much different from Jiang Shengjun. He was restrained during the battle and was always on guard against the opponent.
“These two people…” Wei Qingzhu laughed dumbly, “It’s really interesting.”
“What do you think of writing this plot into the novel?” Song Qiuying’s eyes seemed to light up, “It must be very interesting, and the plot must be based on it. Life.”
“It seems possible, but you need to set the stage in advance and add some funny elements.” Wei Qingzhu expressed his opinion, “I think those readers like happy plots.” Facts have proved that similar to
Japanese Like in many manga and works, the scene of shouting out the name of one’s moves during a fight is basically impossible to exist in reality. Chuuniu feels so ashamed that it is funny to watch.
And the same principle applies when the villain starts a long explanation when he is about to complete his goal. It is completely necessary for the plot to let confused readers understand what is going on.
When the villain begins to explain and reveal his own mystery, it almost announces his GG, and then the protagonist successfully counterattacks by relying on skills such as mouth cannon. This is a popular routine.
In reality, who would be so grinding? The most important thing is to finish the remaining things as quickly as possible. Do we still need to wait for the protagonist to come as the savior?
Luochuan took a sip of Coke and felt a little want to laugh. The showdown between Bu Lige and Jiang Shengjun was quite interesting.
Most of the customers who were watching were smiling and talking about what the next battle scene would be like. They seemed to be in a good mood.
The impact of the sword’s edge erupted with a crisp sound, and ripples visible to the naked eye spread out in a ring, and the spiritual power drove the airflow to blow up bursts of wind and sand.
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“You guy, you are almost dying.” Bu Lige gritted his teeth. He could feel that the arms holding the sword were gradually becoming sore, and the weight of the sword seemed to be increasing continuously.
“Oh, are you in better condition than me?” Jiang Shengjun asked, sweat was already dripping from his forehead, and the recovery speed of his spiritual power could not keep up with the consumption speed.
Along with the sound of explosion, white bone fragments flew away, and a skeleton that quietly approached from behind Jiang Shengjun was exploded by his punch.
Due to insufficient spiritual power, the strength of the undead skeleton summoned by Bu Lige dropped a lot, and it could not withstand Jiang Shengjun’s attack.
But that’s enough.
Bu Lige grinned. The role of the undead skeleton was just to attract Jiang Shengjun’s attention, and its role had been achieved.
When he thrust the sword edge into Jiang Shengjun’s chest, he also noticed the disdainful smile on the latter’s face.
The sharp sword controlled by spiritual power cut through the sky and wiped Bu Lige’s throat in his astonished eyes.
“I guessed the result.” Gu Yunxi sighed, “It was a draw in the end.” “
Not bad.” Wei Yi yawned, “Almost half of my fighting power when I was in the creation realm.”
Xia Ying said He tugged on his clothes and showed an apologetic smile to the other customers.
“This should be a draw. I feel like we need to differentiate between them.” Hu Kuang had just finished a round of Landlords and looked at the results of the battle before making a suggestion.
In the arena, with the white brilliance, the ground returned to its original state in an instant, and Bu Lige and Jiang Shengjun appeared intact again.
“I was actually successfully attacked by you.” Bu Lige touched his neck, where the feeling of the sword blade still lingered.
“Huh? Me sneak attack?” Jiang Shengjun stared, “Obviously you summoned the undead skeleton to distract me first, I just followed the plan! But you are really ruthless.” Jiang Shengjun also touched his chest
. There is still a dull pain at the point where the sword was pierced. Being injured in the arena will have some mental impact.
Of course, setting pain to zero has no effect in this regard.
“It’s a draw this time, do we still want to fight?” Bu Lige asked.
“I’m a little tired.” Jiang Shengjun breathed a sigh of relief.
Because the mental fatigue caused by fighting cannot be restored by resetting, just like Sprite can restore mental power but cannot affect the will.
“The business hours of the boss’s store are almost over.” Bu Lige also sighed, “Let’s go, it’s really boring.”
When his spirit returned to reality, Bu Lige saw the customers surrounding him who were watching. , his eyes widened in surprise: “What are you doing?”
“Look at the fight between the two of you.” Bu Shiyi smiled brightly, “Although they are novices pecking each other, it is still interesting.”
“Rookies pecking each other?!” Bu Lige’s face suddenly turned red, “Can the matter of cultivators be called novices pecking each other? This is called… this is called a verification of one’s own strength!” (
End of Chapter)
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