"...Why does this attack method seem familiar?"
As a second-year student who was "actively striving" and a volunteer helper for this exam, "Jinsha" Hua Xueyi naturally came to help.
Looking at the "tentacle attack" on the screen, she fell into deep thought.
"Eh? Sister Hua, isn't this your 'rock and roll happiness'?"
A friend who was traveling with him asked, pointing to the full-screen whipping "violence" on the screen.
It seems that she is not the only one who feels familiar.
Hua Xueyi put down what she was doing and observed it carefully. In the end, she shook her head.
"...No, if it's me, every bit of effort will not be wasted. Every whipping will pursue a result. This seems to be amazingly powerful, but in fact it wastes most of the effort and is too scattered. Um, considering This is not something he did himself, and it’s not actually wrong, it’s just..."
Hua Xueyi didn't say the rest, but she already had the answer in her heart.
"...How could he have the 'me-style' fighting style that I created? Oh, this is the battle experience I have gained. He is really capable of cheating. The most outrageous thing is that this is A win-win situation, I still want to find him..."
From the beginning, Hua Xueyi didn't feel familiar from things like "tentacles".
Her blond hair can be used with swords, spears, and axes, but it can only be whipped with tentacles in rare cases.
That kind of attack was too rough, too expensive, too wasteful and extravagant for her.
What she really saw was what Lu Pingan showed during the battle...
"...The near-perfect distance control is the scariest thing about Senior Hua."
Another expert ranked in three digits was hit by the tentacles that suddenly appeared and flew away directly.
"Cultivate knives, axes, guns, whips and other weapons at the same time, not because they look cool, but because they have their own best attack methods and attack distances..."
"Snapped."
With a snap of his fingers, the tentacles poked out from under the windbreaker, and the attacker behind him enjoyed the entanglement head on.
Just after being hoisted, Lu Ping'an turned his head and hung up. The windbreaker danced with the tail whip of the heavy hammer.
He kept his hands in his pockets all the time, not to look cool, but because in the memory fragments, the senior sister did the same thing.
She didn't want her hands to interfere with her control of the battle rhythm and "prosthetic limbs".
It was another battle. This time, facing the big can, Lu Pingan chose to attack by force,
Once whipped, twice...to escape the opponent's counterattack, turn around again, and come again.
The reaction force widened the distance between the two sides, and allowed this mercury-like offensive to start again for the second round.
The seemingly meaningless kicking skills set the direction for the subsequent whipping. The whole body is dancing all the time, but it is the "direction guide" for the real attacker.
This fighting style divides the user into two parts, the dancer who serves as the "command platform" and the "attack weapon" behind the head.
Dancers are just performers, just tools to control distance and fighting rhythm. They just need to protect themselves.
Next, you only need to stand in the most uncomfortable place for your opponent and use "automatic weapons" to automatically attack.
The poor unlucky guy finally couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the offensive, and was entangled by the swarming tentacles, becoming the next victim.
"Is this how her full weapon specialization works?"
Due to the different needs of actual combat, distance and functional requirements, various weapons such as swords, guns, swords and axes are also in demand.
Or, to put it another way, the more types of weapons it carries, the stronger the attack combination, and the better the battlefield adaptability.
"Golden sand" is not the golden Medusa that Lu Ping'an understands, but once the golden figure attacks, it is like the golden sand blowing in the desert, as smooth as mercury flowing down the ground, unstoppable, unstoppable, and unstoppable.
Compared with the founder of this fighting style, Lu Ping'an is more relaxed... He only needs to open the exit at the right time, and he does not have to bear the burden.
"Oh, I really need to thank senior brothers and sisters. Senior brother Xue En helped me open this door, and senior sister Hua helped me perfect it."
It was the evil fist Xue En who made Lu Ping'an understand the importance of combining abilities with physical skills and other fighting methods.
"Blending" is the prerequisite for actual combat, and it also allowed him to develop the "Magic Plant (Space) Body Technique" that only he can use.
The things that are mixed include his own "magic plant", his own "secret realm", and his own melee system support.
It was Senior Sister Hua's understanding of combat and perfect grasp of the battlefield space that allowed this immature physical technique to quickly gain sufficient practical value.
"... Divide the distance into five basic points: extremely close, near, medium, far, and very far. Use different weapons according to needs. Haha, I am simpler. I only need to set the space exits at equal distances. That’s it.”
A push from near, a thorn in the middle, and a whip from far away.
If you can run, you can chase, if you can hide, you can sweep, and if you can hide, you can surround.
The attacking shield, the defensive smashing, the turtle... smashing wildly!
Decide on the combat methods and modules in advance, and then just activate them according to your needs.
Perhaps this is not the level of a master who can send and receive things from the heart, but for novices, simplified operations and modularized attacks immediately bring about a substantial improvement in actual combat capabilities!
Even a novice playing fighting games can kill with one click, pretending to be a game master.
Lu Ping'an himself is just a ruthless operator.
"Ha, thirty-two consecutive victories have been achieved."
Looking at the girl with anger and dissatisfaction in front of him, who was still helplessly turning into light, Lu Pingan stretched out his tentacles... The roots scared her, and he was satisfied with a pale and frightened face.
One after another, opponents fell to the irregular attacks of this "ultimate move burst", including a master ranked in his twenties, who could not block this series of crazy attacks.
Use multi-weapon bursts from all distances to achieve a super-continuous infinite attack rhythm and interrupt the opponent's rhythm. This is the core style of Hua-senpai's "My Style".
Lu Pingan did not completely imitate it, but just integrated it into his own fighting rhythm.
"However, she has already taken precautions. It seems that it is already the second round..."
Lu Ping'an sighed and walked to the next room.
Even he was getting tired from the constant battle, but this rule made it impossible to stop.
Lu Ping'an tried it, not defeating the opponent to delay the recovery of a little more physical strength.
But as soon as he did this behavior, the other party realized that he would definitely not win, and he kicked him out with a sense of failure in his heart.
And what if you meet an opponent who is equally matched or just a little bit behind? If you use this method, you are causing trouble for yourself. There are not many examples of kneeling down after dragging it for a long time.
An experience where he was almost injured by a dog jumping over a wall made Lu Ping'an completely let go.
"...I can play as many games as I can. I can't hold on. Injury and physical exhaustion are not worth it. I still have two lives..."
The next opponents verified Lu Pingan's guess. They were basically on guard against Lu Pingan's tentacles.
Keeping distance, attacking from a distance, and at least being mentally prepared for the sudden whipping, Lu Ping'an won with great difficulty.
This is a symbol that the event has entered the middle stage. Most people have consumed their first "life" and started the second round of testing.
After they lose, no one with any sense will directly enter again.
Rest, adjust, heal, and most importantly gather information that other contestants have been exposed to.
The contestants in the second round have an overwhelming advantage in terms of intelligence. Lu Ping'an is getting harder and harder... The opponent knows his methods very well, but he mostly knows nothing about the opponent. He was almost defeated by the weak several times. Roll over.
"It seems that it won't work. Don't get hurt, you will be deducted points."
The fairness of the competition system requires that ordinary treatment does not matter, and you can use your own healing ability casually.
But if you ask an official doctor to help with supernatural intervention, it will be directly deducted as an option, and the deduction will be quite severe. One point will be deducted for fatal injuries.
Lu Ping'an even wanted to receive medical treatment, but there was no chance. He could deny the doctor's direct treatment due to side effects.
On another level, the unlucky Sun Xingwen has lost the chance to compete for the bonus.
In the forty-fifth game, Lu Pingan could no longer hold on, and his physical strength had already begun to run low.
And the reality that every opponent is on guard against him also greatly increases his consumption.
Is there anything you don’t know? Yes, but such an opponent is actually more difficult to deal with, which means that the opponent is also in the first round, which means that Lu Ping'an must be fully alert.
It is not cost-effective to continue fighting like this. Lu Ping'an also needs to supplement intelligence support to bring the pre-war preparations to a level again.
Finally, when Lu Ping'an was about to leave (no points will be deducted for losing or leaving, only victory points will be counted), he encountered an unexpected opponent.
"...Hey, Cat? Why do you look a little miserable?"
In fact, Lei Shuiyun doesn't look a little miserable now, but really miserable.
There is a bandage on her tail, and her right hand is also tightly tied. As a pure melee professional, she fights hard in every game, and injuries are commonplace.
Wheel fighting is a bit tragic for the melee type. If "Cat" hadn't also had excellent self-healing abilities, she probably wouldn't be able to hold on now.
"How's the situation? Which life is it?"
"Meow, the second one. In the first one, I met a top hundred guy on the way."
The cat was a little frustrated, and its tail drooped helplessly.
Although it was still the second round, she also knew that she could not hold on for long, and she met Lu Ping'an at this time...
"Oh... let's talk about it later."
Hearing this, Maomao patted his cheek, cheered up, and clenched the fist blade in his hand, but he saw Lu Ping'an, who was turning into light...
"Huh?!"
"I'm going to go out and take a rest. You should be out soon anyway. Wait, you are out. Let's have lunch together and exchange information."
With that said, Lu Ping'an left.
Lei Shuiyun's expression became more and more subtle, and the next moment, Maomao smiled happily.
Under such a competition system, the points of the strong and the weak are not at the same level at all. Ten consecutive victories against the weak are not as good as eliminating a thousand strong ones.
Considering Lu Ping'an's astonishing winning streak, this was obviously too heavy a gift, and it was a heavy blow to Maomao who was on the verge of elimination.
"Meow! I'll treat you to lunch!"
So Maomao rushed to the next level excitedly.
Uh, level 3 in the top ten...
The knight's eyesight cannot tolerate sand!
Lu Ping'an was still at the door of the secret realm. When he turned around and lowered his head, he stared at Maomao with big eyes.
"It's really fast. Although we have made an appointment, there is really no need to be in such a hurry..."
"Don't look at me, meow! Don't look at me, meow!"
The red-faced cat covered its face and held its head to evade, but it was just a matter of time to squat and defend.
