Xiao Feng's gaze was unblinking, staring at the details of the battle between Tyranny and Ximen Chuixue, from the initial trial to the final all-out effort.
Neither of them used the ultimate move because they were too close, and the ultimate move has a forward swing. Unless the skill is integrated into the body like Kim Jong-han, using the skill will inevitably involve a short casting action.
Even Xiao Feng is no exception. There is a movement of raising the staff. Tyranny and Ximen Chuixue will fight three or five times every second under such a close attack. They are unable to use big skills because they are bound to The opponent will seize the opportunity to break the move, and it is very likely that the skill will be interrupted and defeated.
"Ximen Chuixue will lose."
After observing for a while, Xiao Feng suddenly shook his head.
The reason is very simple. Although the two people's strong attacks are very sophisticated, both sides are still unscathed and their health points are full. But if you look closely, you will find that there is a huge gap in the magic value between the two. Tyranny's There is still more than half of the magic value left, but Ximen Chuixue's magic value has bottomed out.
Xiao Feng knew before that Ximen Chuixue's sword energy skill consumes a lot of mana. Otherwise, if he kept using sword energy to slash, he would be even more powerful than a mage. It's a pity that he is a physical profession and his mana consumption is not enough to support him. , it was reflected at this moment, and it had bottomed out in the battle with Tyranny.
And when the mana is exhausted, Ximen Chuixue must be defeated.
Ximen Chuixue obviously discovered this, so when he sensed something was wrong, he decisively chose to take Tyranny's punch and then flew back.
"-87!"
Tyranny's attack power was indeed not low. One punch knocked out 15 of Ximen Chuixue's HP, but Ximen Chuixue also retreated to a safe distance.
"You only have enough mana to use one ultimate move. Do you think you can kill me with one move?"
Tyranny did not pursue him, but moved his wrist and said to Ximen Chuixue.
"Even if I use the second-level skill, I can't kill you in seconds, but I created a skill myself, maybe I can try it." Ximen Chuixue shook his long sword and said, with a little pity in his eyes.
What was a pity for him was that the one-handed sword in his hand, although it was also an immortal weapon with a high attack power, was still not as good as his previous divine sword Yi Shuihan.
But he has never seen Yi Shuihan since he was blasted away by Yejiu. It is said that it is now hanging in the treasure pavilion branch of the Undercity as an exhibition. Every time he hears this news, it makes him silent.
"Oh? Then I need to see it, because I also created a skill of my own. I don't know whose skill is more powerful." Tyranny showed a rare smile, and the fighting spirit in his eyes rose again.
When Ximen Chuixue heard this, his eyes immediately became serious, then he held the sword in his right hand and put it upright in front of his chest, with his left hand behind his back.
Only Xiao Feng frowned when he heard their conversation. Although the arena was so big that it was impossible for the sound to come out, lip reading was not difficult for Xiao Feng.
So Xiao Feng is confused, why can both of them create their own skills? In the month since I disappeared, I have fallen far behind!
If you think about it carefully, Tyranny and Ximen Chuixue are both hidden professions, and they are special professions based on their abilities.
From this point of view, Xiao Feng has never created his own skills, so doesn't he just rely on equipment, pets and skills to lead them?
So this immediately made Xiao Feng unhappy. After thinking about it, Xiao Feng sent a call request to the kid.
"What's wrong, brother?"
The little kid was still in the auditorium and quickly answered the call. He was very happy and didn't feel at all depressed about being defeated by Ximen Chuixue before.
"Let me ask you, do you know about self-created skills? Is it some hidden mission? Or which NPC to find?" Xiao Feng asked.
"Self-created skills? This is not a task. It is something that the players themselves understand. If it is implemented in the game, it will be given a skill by the system." The kid explained.
"How do you know so clearly? Have you also learned the skills?" Xiao Feng was confused.
"Yes, I have learned a passive skill called Dual Sword Style. I have been using two swords all the time. After using it for a long time, the system gave me this skill. The effect is that when equipped with two one-handed swords, I can use the skill with both hands. " said the little kid.
"..." Xiao Feng was immediately speechless when he heard this.
"What's wrong, brother? Have you created your own skill? What kind of skill is it? Is it powerful?" asked the little kid.
"Get lost." Xiao Feng said angrily.
"No, brother, I have something to ask you." The little kid said quickly, fearing that Xiao Feng would hang up the call.
"What's the matter?" Xiao Feng asked strangely.
"That's it. Is my cousin at your place?" the little kid asked in a cautious voice.
"Snapped!"
Xiao Feng hung up the call without saying anything more, mainly because he lacked confidence. After all, he had already slept with Ziyi, the spirit of war.
At this moment, on the arena, Ximen Chuixue also moved, but it was more like disappearing than moving.
Originally, Ximen Chuixue stood at the corner of the arena with a sword in one hand, but as he slowly closed his eyes, his body suddenly became transparent until he disappeared in a gust of breeze.
Tyranny's face was solemn, and he glanced left and right. Then he sensed something and immediately looked toward the sky above his head!
The same goes for Xiao Feng. He immediately looked at the top of the arena, earlier than Tyranny could sense it, and then his eyes changed slightly.
I saw the clouds suddenly break above the central arena, and a brilliant sword light was projected onto the arena. Ximen Chuixue's figure had already appeared in mid-air at some point, with his head and feet on his head, his long sword pointed at the ground. Carrying an incomparable sword light, descending!
"Flying Immortal Sword?"
Tyranny said a name that was confusing, and then he immediately prepared himself for it!
"drink!"
Tyranny stepped heavily on the arena. The central arena was shaken, and there were a few cracks spreading under his feet.
"rise!"
At the same time, Tyranny stretched his entire body into a lunge, and pushed up with all his strength!
The golden light flourished, as if a hill made of golden light had been pushed up by Tyranny. Looking closely, it looked like a punch magnified countless times, hitting Ximen Chuixue in the sky!
"Bang!"
The golden light and the sword light intertwined and then exploded in the air, covering everything. After the light dissipated, the arena had returned to calm. Tyranny was still standing, and Ximen Chuixue had lost all his health points and fell down.
I'm a little sleepy, so this fourth chapter is a short chapter of 2000 words, and I wish you a happy start of school tomorrow, hahahahahaha
