"Well, Senior Brother Guo, we are really destined!" Wang Zijia showed a sarcastic expression.
"Yes, it's quite fate!" Guo Minglang also showed a smile, and then quickly turned his hands.
A stream of light suddenly appeared on Wang Zijia's body, and lightning rushed towards Guo Minglang again.
"Are you coming?" Guo Mingliang's eyes were slightly cold, his spiritual light was flowing, and a talisman suddenly appeared. Golden light shone, and a golden shield completely enveloped it.
The surrounding vines also swayed and gathered towards him.
Unfortunately, after Wang Zijia flashed in front of him, he did not throw lava fireballs close to his face in an attempt to close the distance between them and run away, as he had done several times before.
Instead, he drew the gun with his backhand, used the gun as a spear, and hit him like a falling star with the gun.
Guo Minglang didn't panic at all. A small shell-like shield emerged, and behind the golden light shield, a shield was established again.
Obviously, he had good luck during the past half day.
"puff!"
"Crack!"
Wang Zijia struck with all his strength and actually penetrated two layers of defense. But the strength of his forward thrust was exhausted, and only the tip of the spear penetrated Guo Minglang's shoulder.
Guo Minglang just frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to grab the barrel of the gun, and showed a cold smile to Wang Zijia.
Wang Zijia was slightly frightened and decisively abandoned the gun and retreated.
Before Wang Zijia had retreated far, a strong suction force came out of the ground again. Countless vines first rose up into the sky around them, like closed flowers, wrapping Wang Zijia and Guo Minglang in them. Forming a huge sepak takraw ball with a hollow interior.
"Vine Road: The thorns bloom!"
As Guo Minglang screamed, countless spikes appeared on the ground, on the surrounding vines, including on Guo Minglang in front. They stabbed Wang Zijia from all directions.
"Ding ding..."
The spikes hit the shield, causing the entire shield to crystallize.
"Crack!"
As the surrounding spikes strengthened, the shield trembled and made a clicking sound.
Wang Zijia's thoughts flashed, and a small shield emerged from his body. Then fireballs appeared one after another, and when the sixth fireball appeared.
"Snapped!"
With a crisp sound, the crystallized energy shield was overwhelmed and collapsed into crystals.
The surrounding spikes shrank again and stabbed towards Wang Zijia.
"Boom!"
Six fireballs exploded directly.
The huge takraw ball, which looked like a closed piranha, shrank for a moment, then burst into flames with a dazzling light.
"call out······"
"bump!"
Two figures were blown out of the sepak takraw ball like cannonballs. Broken vines were scattered all over the sky, and a faint green fragrance filled the air.
As Guo Minglang rolled on the ground, he broke many trees and made a big hole before he could stop.
He stood up unsteadily, his robe was broken, and there were black burns on many places on half of his body.
At the wound, you can see countless filament-like strips squirming, like sewing clothes, threading needles and threads, and quickly weaving around the wound.
Wang Zijiazhu was thrown a long way away, and the shield on his body flickered, but finally failed to hold on, shaking slightly, and the aura gradually dimmed. A small crack appeared on the small shield, and the shield disappeared.
Wang Zijia hit the ground, rolled several times quickly, and got up quickly after losing all his strength.
Looking up, he saw Guo Minglang also standing up unsteadily.
As the two looked at each other, their eyes flashed with cold light. More than ten spears appeared beside Wang Zijia, and each one was like a sharp sword, flying out quickly. At the same time, he also shot out electricity and kept getting closer to the opponent.
Guo Minglang shook his body, dodging the flying spears, and retreated.
In the process, the vines were manipulated to constantly interfere with Wang Zijia.
Wang Zijia rushed forward and fired nine spears from the side beside him. He was already very close to the opponent.
He shot another shot, but Guo Minglang dodged it.
In a flash, Guo Minglang saw the corner of Wang Zijia's mouth raised slightly, his pupils contracted slightly, and from the corner of his eye, he noticed that the spear he had dodged was slightly different from the previous crystal red spear, and seemed more like a gun.
Before he could do anything, the spear that passed by his body suddenly flashed red, and then.
"boom!"
A huge explosion sounded on his back, and his whole body was hit by the explosion. Even if he took protection in time and quickly weaved a shield on his back, it still couldn't be completely blocked.
His back was rotten and charred, and his whole body was hit by the explosion, and he collided with the charging Wang Zijia like lightning.
The moment he approached, Wang Zijia grabbed the last spear beside him, used the spear as a grab, and stabbed forward.
"Pfft!"
The spear directly penetrated the charging Guo Minglang. Guo Minglang only had time to turn slightly sideways and avoid his heart, allowing the spear to penetrate through his chest and was picked up by Wang Zijia on the barrel of the gun.
"laugh!"
Guo Minglang did not sit still and wait for death. The moment he approached Wang Zijia, countless thorns appeared in front of him, like a hedgehog's back, and he came face to face with Wang Zijia.
Several thorns penetrated Wang Zijia's body and emerged from his back.
Both of them looked miserable, one was pierced by thorns, and the other was pierced by a spear and connected together. The entire battlefield was silent for a moment.
"puff!"
Guo Minglang suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and sprayed it on Wang Zijia's face. The blood rarely had a strong fishy smell, but was filled with a faint floral fragrance.
But he smiled, showing an unusually bright smile.
"Senior brother Guo, what are you laughing at?" Wang Zijia looked at Guo Minglang and said, "If I twitch the barrel of the gun again, you will have to cultivate yourself for decades!"
Guo Minglang laughed and said: "Everyone only knows that I am an ivy player, but almost no one knows that my ivy is poison ivy, and the poison is much more powerful than the thorn!"
"Oh." Wang Zijia said with a calm expression, his face unchanged: "Do you want to talk about the fragrance of flowers that filled the air when you fought just now, or do you want to talk about the poisonous thorn inserted into my body at this moment?"
"You..." Looking at Wang Zijia's expression, Guo Minglang said in surprise: "Have you developed toxin resistance?"
Wang Zijia didn't reply, but turned the spear slightly, trying to inflict more serious injuries on him.
"Um!"
Guo Minglang turned pale and let out a muffled groan.
Without waiting for Wang Zijia to continue, Guo Minglang's body quickly faded and he was manipulated into exiting the competition.
Wang Zijia's eyes were dazed at first.
"Value +4356!"
After exchanging all the toxins for his spiritual roots, he sat down on the ground.
As for why it’s not exchanged for cultivation?
He is currently in a state of suppressed cultivation. If he exchanges for it, he will not be able to immediately complete the final Dao base condensation and will be expelled from the game? !
[Guo Minglang was seriously injured, deported, and named: Fourth! 】
"call!"
(End of chapter)
