"Oops!" Almost as soon as the environment changed, Feng Xue realized that something was wrong, or in other words, something was not good.
Even though it seemed like he had the upper hand before, in the final analysis, he was just using a girly filter to filter out the opponent's killer moves, and at the same time, he was pulling the opponent into his own realm to fight.
But even so, he only delayed the other party in the fist-and-foot confrontation, and never caused any substantial harm. He only relaxed for a moment, and the other party seized the opportunity and broke away from his power.
"In other words, this is actually due to the lack of coercive effect of tough guys. If the two sides fight on the head, it will indeed be a hand-to-hand fight until one side can't get back up again, but as long as you seize the opportunity and admit defeat, you can exit this close-quarters internal friction. "
Feng Xue turned on her golden finger and searched for clues in the space covered with stars, but she was reflecting on the previous battles in her heart.
Then he realized a big shortcoming of his -
He lacks the ability to "catch people."
Perhaps because he has always been on the weak side, he has always been thinking about how to survive. His abilities are mostly based on escape and survival. The few attack powers are not accidental. He just focused on the head-to-head confrontation and never considered the issue of being evenly matched or even catching the enemy when he crushed them.
"It's because I haven't changed my thinking. Although I have always regarded Hyakumonogatari as the imaginary enemy, in fact, most of my thoughts are still on conquering the new world and leaving more strange stories. It is a pve idea. But now, the aborigines of the ordinary world In fact, you can no longer deal with me at all, and it has become quite easy to leave ghost stories behind. At this time, you should focus more on PVP."
Feng Xue whispered secretly in her heart, but she shouted loudly:
"Come out quickly! If it's a man, let's fight with real swords and guns. If it's a woman, let's open a room and argue. What's the point of trapping me here?"
The words continued to spread in the space, but there was no echo. This made it difficult for Feng Xue to judge the specific size of the space, and the other party showed no signs of being stimulated, which gave him an increasingly headache.
"It looks like it should be a domain-type ability. Speaking of which, the other party's configuration is completely top-level PVP play. If you want to spread that indescribable ability in the new world, it will be enough for you to have a headache, but as a means of fighting monsters , it really is invincible!"
Feng Xue pinched her eyebrows and began to calibrate her thinking in her mind.
He has been a Kaitan for less than five years, and his thinking mode is still relatively short-lived. Subconsciously, he feels that his goal is to increase the length of his life, not to relieve the boredom of a long time, nor to find people to fight with.
This kind of thinking itself also has the thinking template of "enclosure will sprout" of the farming civilization. If it were a nomadic or pirate nation, the first thing they would think of would be how to rob others.
With a deep sigh, Feng Xue conducted a profound review of his immaturity. At the same time, he gave up simple observation and began to walk in this seemingly vast space.
He could clearly feel that his newly formed [Six Complete Immortals] Guitan was slowly wilting. Although the speed was not fast, there was no doubt that the Guitan was removing the traces left by him.
Although he has obtained the power of [Immortal], even if there are no more ghost stories, he can still use other ghost stories to support him, but this means that the pie he drew will be gone before it is heated, which makes him How can you endure it after you just smelled it?
As for his own safety, he didn't care at all.
Although he is trapped in such a space now, after all, his roots are not in this world. The worst he can do is wipe his neck and return to the city to resurrect. With his current influence in the Yan Kingdom and the potential brought by burning so many martial gods, Influence, he can return from the legend within ten years at most.
"Hey! How about we discuss it? Your abilities are in dreams anyway, so how about one of us focuses on dreams, and one of us focuses on reality? The worst I can do is ban the cultivation methods of the Yuan Shen series! Do you hear me? Big brother? Big sister? Beauty?"
Feng Xue still didn't mean to stop talking. Although the words that he didn't know whether to discuss or ridicule had no effect at all, he still enjoyed it.
He could clearly sense that while he was yelling, the shrinking speed of his Six Complete Immortals and Monsters would slow down, although he didn't know whether this was a coincidence, the other party's ability limit, or simply the other party was affected by Although he was disturbed by his own words, he took it as a sign that the other party could sense the situation on his side, so he worked harder and harder.
He even used his power!
I saw him taking out a high-power speaker from his storage props, playing an execution song, and holding a microphone to sing a death rap that was as unbearable as the guts of a sea cucumber.
It's not that he doesn't know how to rap, but that he deliberately practiced "reversely" [Jingshan Baijia] just to make that noise.
Not only that, he also took out coffin boards and made all kinds of gadgets, making this originally quiet and peaceful space more and more noisy.
Finally, the shrinking fluctuations that originated from the ghost story completely disappeared and became smooth and rigorous. Feng Xue knew that this was probably because the other party finally couldn't stand it anymore and simply stopped paying attention to him.
And this is exactly what he needs.
He didn't stop rapping in his mouth, but stopped continuously digging the coffin board. Instead, he grabbed a pair of bracelets made of wood and randomly threw a few elements into them.
Snapped!
With the pressing of the recast button, the bracelet quickly collapsed, then transformed again, and finally turned into a fine white jade bracelet. Feng Xue was not at all happy about the successful shipment, but even the content of the entry Too lazy to take a look, he threw it aside, then grabbed something again and started smelting it again.
One piece, two pieces, three pieces...
I don’t know what went wrong, but the probability of successful refining today was unexpectedly high. Feng Xue simply calmed down and checked the abilities of each item while investing elements in new items.
The quantity of elements may be greater or less, and the quantity of [consciousness] may be greater or less.
As time goes by, more and more phantoms appear in front of Feng Xue, but at the same time, as the number of times accumulates, the number of failed products also begins to increase.
As a result, black balls began to emerge one after another under the noisy starry sky. Just like in reality, the black balls quickly decomposed as soon as they appeared, turning into streams of data containing mosaics that spread out and rose into the sky.
Only this time, as the number of black balls continued to increase, the smile on Feng Xue's lips grew stronger.
Finally, as another recast failed, a frustrated voice finally exploded in my ears——
"What the hell are you doing on a plane?!"
(End of chapter)
