"World Protector!" Daolin raised his unprotected hand in front of him, and an incomplete golden Bagua pattern appeared in the air, blocking He Wenhong's spiritual bullet like a transparent shield.
The Eight Diagrams body protection of Guigu Taoism is recorded in the chapter on subduing demons.
Daolin actually had no choice but to use this trick. In fact, he hadn't fully learned the Bagua body protection at all. Because he didn't have enough spiritual knowledge, he could only show the two hexagrams of Qian and Kun. He couldn't use it since the start of Zhen hexagram. But this It was his only means of defense at the moment, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet.
The Tai Chi pattern in the Qiankun shield in the air is blurry, and the surrounding Bagua only has two patterns: Qian and Kun, and the other six places are blank. However, the gun in He Wenhong's left hand is just a normal shot, and Daolin can still block these bullets. Down.
After landing, Dolin moved forward instead of retreating to retrieve the fallen iron umbrella. Without this thing, he would be dead. How could He Wenhong let him get his wish? He reached the umbrella faster than Daolin and kicked the iron umbrella far behind him.
I have to say that the nickname of Baibu Zhuifeng is indeed appropriate. Even though his instantaneous burst speed is not as fast as Daolin who uses the spiritual consciousness gathering technique, his movement skills are definitely several times better than Daolin. This is obviously a certain person. A method similar to Qinggong. He Wenhong's nimble movement combined with the mid-range shooting of his two guns made it difficult for the enemy to escape within a hundred steps.
At this moment, Daolin began to envy the astonishing movement speed of Gang Bian, who could disappear instantly without using any magic. If he could do that, he wouldn't even need an umbrella, and he could just kill this lunatic instantly. But now he can only be beaten, rolling and crawling between bunkers, his arms and thighs have been scratched by bullets. If this continues, the game will be over.
Suddenly, Daolin noticed something. This was a key turning point. At this moment, his judgment changed the entire outcome. Daolin used Qiankun Bodyguard again, and a golden shield appeared in front of him again. This This kind of spirit-consuming spell can only be used a few times with Daolin's spiritual consciousness. It should be used at the critical moment to save his life, but at this time he used this shield to shorten the distance between him and He Wenhong.
In fact, Daolin's idea is very simple. This thing can't stop He Wenhong's Goshawk Breaking Air. If he guessed correctly, now is the only chance to defeat He Wenhong. If the opponent uses another trick, he will definitely lose. .
When He Wenhong saw Daolin rushing towards him with a shield, he immediately jumped up. With his body skills, as long as he was covered by bullets, even if Daolin got close, he would soon pull him back to about 20 meters. ideal distance.
But he miscalculated. After Dorian's shield disappeared, he did not dodge, but forcefully ate two of his spirit bullets. The blood spurting out from his shoulders and waist evaporated instantly in the air, and Dorian's body seemed to be filled with steam. , the figure became a little blurry. He used all his strength to activate the Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique, accelerated instantly, and bullied himself in front of He Wenhong, grabbing his left hand that held the gun.
Seeing He Wenhong's surprised expression, he knew that he had made the right bet.
"What's wrong? You kid? Hit me with the gun in your right hand?" Dolin said with a proud smile.
He Wenhong's face turned pale with anger. The gun in his right hand was still cooling down and could not fire a single bullet.
In fact, his gun cannot be fired infinitely. He has to rest when his mental power is exhausted, and he must cool down after long-term rapid shooting or the use of killing moves such as Goshawk Breaking the Air.
Daolin discovered that after He Wenhong used Goshawk to break through the air, his right hand had not fired a single shot, and the firing rate of his left hand had also slowed down significantly, so he immediately guessed the limitation of overheating and cooling. According to his thinking, if He Wenhong can really fire unlimited spiritual bombs, then he will be like Street Fighter versus Contra. No matter how long your health bar is, you will be dead. Therefore, success or failure depends on this one move. If the opponent still shoots, he will have to admit defeat.
Of course, He Wenhong did not give up. The hand-to-hand combat had just begun. He raised the butt of his right hand and struck it at Daolin. His target was Daolin's right hand. As long as his left hand could break free from Daolin's grasp, he would still have the power. Absolute advantage.
But after all, he was not good at close combat. For Daolin now, killing He Wenhong was as easy as chopping vegetables.
The butt of the gun was just halfway swung when Daolin's fist hit He Wenhong's neck, instantly knocking He Wenhong unconscious. The fighting techniques he learned from Chen Yuan are the most practical moves in the army.
The posture, throat and joints were the first points to attack. Then Daolin turned his right hand hard and twisted He Wenhong's left hand behind his back, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.
Daolin slapped He Wenhong's back knee with two feet, and the other person fell to the ground. Daolin twisted one of his arms behind him, pressed his head, and suppressed him tightly, while He Wenhong knelt down on the ground. The gun in Wenhong's right hand has been thrown away. At this moment, he is covering his neck with his only movable right hand, as if he is in great pain.
"Lao Huo, do you think I've won? I've already shown mercy. If this unlucky kid resists again, I'm going to kill him."
Huo Feng had already made up his mind. When Daolin grabbed He Wenhong's left hand, the outcome was already announced. He walked over and said, "Bai Bu Zhui Feng has lost the ability to fight. I declare..."
"Wait a minute, referee! I won't admit defeat! I can still fight!" He Wenhong roared unwillingly. Being suppressed by Daolin, he was in a very embarrassed state and couldn't help coughing.
"Hey, you little brat, you hurt me like this and you don't even care. Are you still strong?" Daolin added a little more force to his hand, and He Wenhong's left hand was about to be dislocated, but He was still gritting his teeth and persisting.
"In that case, let the game continue." Huo Feng looked at He Wenhong's painful face, shook his head and walked away again.
"I'm talking about this cousin." Daolin approached He Wenhong and said, "You and I have no grudges in the past and have no grudges in recent times. You don't have to go to this extent, right? Are you afraid that I will seek revenge on your cousin and want to Deal with me first?"
Hearing the word cousin, He Wenhong roared again: "You...you dare to mention my cousin! You...you...wait, seeking revenge...what kind of revenge?"
"Ah? Don't you know? That kid bit me last time, and his attitude of admitting his mistake was extremely insincere. I want to take care of him for his parents. I said, cousin, were you also bitten by that big dog? Did the bite leave any root causes of disease?"
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At this moment, He Wenhong felt that he was an idiot, and Daolin was the psychopath.
"Referee! I surrender!" He Wenhong shouted.
Huo Feng didn't know what the two of them said. Based on his not too in-depth understanding of Daolin, he felt that it was nothing more than coercion and inducement. After all, Daolin's poor character was recognized.
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