If this situation is allowed to continue, Feng Ling will surely endure endless pressure. How can he ever turn defeat into victory?
"It seems that I have been lax all this time!" Suddenly realizing what the problem was, Feng Ling's whole state suddenly changed.
Indeed, since Fengling entered the Yuqing Sect, both his body and his avatar have been working hard on the affairs of the evil spirit master every day.
In order to successfully complete the training mission set by his master, it is no exaggeration to say that he is even more dedicated than Feng Tianjue as the person in power!
With such a distraction, although the training during the period did not fall behind, the improvement of strength was obviously much slower than before.
If he hadn't accidentally obtained the legendary ghost of rank 12, he still doesn't know how long it would take him to break through the legendary threshold at the peak of rank 10...
Breaking through to Legend was originally a great thing that one could only hope for, but even Feng Ling himself didn't notice that his mentality had already undergone a slight change when he was halfway to becoming Legend.
Contempt, underestimate the enemy, arrogance...!
Although some sarcastic remarks were meant to provoke others, Feng Ling had to admit that from the bottom of his heart he did not take into account all the powerful people at the legendary level and below!
After coming to Sunset City, since he usually encountered "ants" below the legendary level, these shortcomings did not appear, but it did not mean that they did not exist...
Feng Ling had also vaguely noticed that his state was a little abnormal, but he couldn't find the root cause until Ku Lao appeared and he completely woke up!
"Suddenly~...!" After exhaling a breath of turbid air and correcting his mentality, Feng Ling felt extremely comfortable. His whole person entered an ethereal state, and even his body that was dodging became a little erratic.
"Impression!?" Seeing the man in purple suddenly escape from his blockade, the three-meter-tall black and white skeleton stopped, with a hint of horror in his scarlet eyes!
After transforming the evil spirit sword in the bone claw back into the form of a snake-patterned scepter, the White General with Bones always felt that the young man in front of him was slightly different from before.
Then, a figure floated into the air, and the scene became windy, with a bit of biting coldness, probably because it had not been suppressed by the Flame Dragon Fire Crystal for a long time.
The purple clothes danced in the wind, and the bright black hair looked a bit messy. The two figures, one large and one small, faced each other strangely from a distance...
The small space and venue have changed their layout again!
"Come on, fight quickly!" As soon as the man in purple finished speaking, an astonishing killing intent burst out. After being suppressed for so long, Feng Ling finally launched a desperate counterattack.
"Ah sneeze~!" At the moment when the murderous aura was locked, the huge body trembled slightly, and the withered white general felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
The originally biting cold turned into a biting chill, making him feel like he was entering the twelfth lunar month of winter ahead of schedule...
How can the cold in the body compare to the cold in the heart!
"Confusing people's will...!" Under the spell of murderous iron-blood, his brain was dizzy as if thousands of troops were screaming and tearing apart. The purple figure brandished a gun and attacked. He instinctively sensed the danger. The old man who suddenly woke up was horrified.
Even though he had killed countless people and done all kinds of bad things, he still couldn't control this terrifying and murderous aura that was so rich and substantial.
But the young guy opposite did it!
Withered eyes flashed, it was difficult for him to imagine how the other party did it, and Feng Ling naturally would not explain his past and present lives to him.
"Within thirty rounds, I will definitely take your head!" As the attack approached, the Bone White General roared and greeted the fierce enemy, his eyes full of disdain.
He secretly thought that he was protected by bone armor, so he was not afraid of the attack of the man in purple.
It's a pity that his judgment was wrong this time!
"Bang!" There was a loud explosion, and the rubble flew and was annihilated. From the scepter that was torn and scattered by sparks, the Bone White General clearly noticed that the opponent's strength had increased.
Without the psychological barrier, every shot seems to be extremely smooth. This is a breakthrough in the state of mind.
The most taboo thing in practice is an impetuous mind and self-esteem. Only with clear thoughts and a heart like an ancient well can we understand the secrets of heaven and earth.
"Horizontal split..."
"Vertical pick..."
"Sliding step..."
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These are all extremely simple spear moves, but at this time, they have achieved extraordinary results in the hands of the man in purple. Every move he uses has the perfect result.
"Boom~!" In the rolling air waves, black and white colors shone, and the man in purple spit out a mouthful of blood. After stabilizing his body, he suddenly charged forward again. His power was higher than before, but his face was a little pale.
After taking a closer look, I realized that a bunch of purple-red rags fell down from Feng Ling's chest with the air waves, and the hot liquid took the opportunity to slowly seep out...
This is the blood-drinking price of challenging the snake-patterned scepter and resisting the blow of the withered white general!
"That's unreasonable!" This crazy move made the trembling and gasping skeleton not far away so angry that he almost lost his breath.
The Withered White General's claws trembled, and he was slightly frightened, but when he thought that the opponent had been injured obviously due to his blow, he was still shocked and angry and stepped forward to greet him.
The sound of explosions was endless, and the sticky blood seemed to be extremely heavy. It quickly rolled down drop by drop along the remaining edges of the clothes on the chest, constantly rendering the thick earthy brown color of the ground.
The shooting moves were unpredictable, and the breathing was still stable. The man who was fighting seemed to be completely unaware of what was happening, and was still sensing something carefully...
This injury was not caused by Feng Ling, but it was undeniable that some people did have a strong desire to attack, which resulted in a relative lack of defensive awareness.
During the three years at Colorful Lingjue Mountain, Feng Ling practiced basic defense frequently. He was obviously not a militant!
As the saying goes: offense is the best defense!
In fact, there are many ways to defend against enemy attacks. Basic defense is only one part of them. There is also one called space blockade, which is a by-product of sliding attack!
Space blockade is said to be obscure and seems to be very profound and difficult to understand, but in fact it is not that difficult to understand.
In addition to masters who are proficient in marksmanship, masters who have used guns for a long time may have this awareness, but they are not very clear about it.
Each weapon has its own inherent constant length. When you swing the gun, you need to carefully sense the flow direction of the surrounding airflow to ensure that the air mechanism can accurately lock the enemy's surroundings.
At the same time, another layer of new ghostly power forced out of the body is attached to the tip of the spear, and during the gap in the sliding attack, the airflow is combined with it to condense the tip of the spear.
Then, after the attack arrives, a 360-degree, all-round invisible air formation with no dead ends will be formed within the attack explosion range, which can not only temporarily imprison the opponent, but also defend yourself.
It can be said that it is an integration of offense and defense!
