In the lord's longhouse, the battle has broken out.
Zhou Jing rushed forward, protecting his body with a knife, stabbing with a knife, and heading straight for the one-inch man.
brush!
The wind screeched.
At this time, his speed, strength, and explosiveness were all stronger than before.
Because of its own foundation, the power generated by the secondary reinforcement is significantly stronger than the normal secondary reinforcement hunter.
However, the inch-headed man didn't change his face, he didn't retreat but advanced. He didn't even use weapons and met him with bare hands.
The blade stabs, as fast as lightning, straight to the heart.
The inch-headed man slammed his hand out, and the speed was equally astonishing. His five fingers formed claws, and he held the blade with precision.
呲呲呲—
The blade slid across the fingers, but instead of cutting off the palm, it made a sound of gold and iron rubbing.
"Grab the knife with your hand?!"
Zhou Jing frowned and pulled hard. Although the force overwhelmed the opponent and pulled the long knife back a distance, the blade was still tightly grasped by the short-headed man.
The other knife slashed out, but was also precisely blocked by the inch-headed man, holding the blade halfway in his palm.
The knives and hands froze in the air.
"what!"
The inch-headed man suddenly exhaled and twitched his hands.
Snapped! Snapped!
Worn double knife while breaking in the middle!
Without saying a word, Zhou Jing lifted his leg and kicked straight.
The inch-headed man did the same thing.
The two kicked each other at the same time.
Bang! Bang!
Zhou Jing only felt a strong force attack, the whole person retreated uncontrollably, and crashed into the wall.
With a bang, cracks spread in the wall, and the wall rustled.
There was a colicky pain in the abdomen, not just like being kicked by someone, but there seemed to be a strange force burrowing into the abdomen, running around in the internal organs.
He raised his eyes to look at the one-inch-headed man who was also kicked by him.
I saw the other party take six or seven steps back, and then took a bow to stabilize his body, his hands formed palms, and pulled forward and backward, as if holding a bow and arrow, with the palms of the front palms facing up and the palms of the back palms facing down. Wide open fist fight.
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The inch-headed man was shaking all over his clothes, but he immediately calmed down, as if there was air turbulence on his body.
And just broke the palm of Zhou Jing's double knives, only a little white mark, and was completely uninjured.
Zhou Jing couldn't help but glance at the panel again, and re-read the attribute detection results of the one-inch-headed man.
[Attributes: physical strength 34, resistance 36, perception 24, spirit 12, energy 40 (first-order max)]
At first glance, it looks average, and even the physical fitness is not as good as the second-strengthened self.
But Zhou Jing has never seen the "energy" attribute in any hunter. This is the first person who has found this attribute and has reached the first-order limit!
Because there is no reference, Zhou Jing has always been unclear about the actual performance of the "energy" attribute.
But he can be sure that his resistance has reached 31 points, but he is far from being able to grasp the blade unscathed... There is only a difference of 5 points of resistance, the change will not be so big, right
It is basically certain that such performance is related to the "energy" attribute.
Although you can see the attributes, you can only know the specific abilities of the opponent by fighting.
A person's true combat power, attributes are only the foundation, and various skills and techniques are the biggest difference.
Plus, such a distribution of attributes... not like Xenomorphs!
Zhou Jing's eyes narrowed.
At this time, the inch-headed man said lightly:
"Good body, rough skills... Lie down by yourself and save me some trouble."
Hearing this, Zhou Jing threw away the broken knife, took out two spare long knives, suppressed the pain in his abdomen, and rushed forward again.
He didn't ask any questions, and knowing that he couldn't get an answer, he stopped wasting his time.
The fortune made the hunter breathe fast, Zhou Jing's speed increased sharply, the two knives slammed into each other, and then the knife light danced.
brush brush-
In a series of quick knives, the knife light attacked the short-headed man from all angles again and again.
Zhou Jing's swordsmanship went straight and straight, attacking the enemy's key points again and again, but he also took care not to be caught by the inch-headed man again.
Once the inch-tou man has such signs of action, he will immediately change the path of the knife, become a false move, or directly close the knife.
The inch-headed man fights fast, his fleshy palms fly up and down, pat, wipe, knock, stroke, shake, capture, push, take... The tricks change dazzlingly, and they are quite organized.
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A pair of palms are extremely tough, like the texture of gold and iron, and I do not know how many times they have fought with double knives in fierce battles.
The two moved while fighting in the castle hall, like a destructive hurricane. All kinds of furniture were involved in the battle circle and were all smashed into pieces.
Bang Bang Bang - The walls and the ground also became potholes in the collision between the two.
The more than 30 guards in the castle quickly retreated, not daring to continue to surround them, for fear of being involved in the battle between these two humanoid beasts, and casually touching them could cause serious injuries.
After fighting for a while, the inch-headed man flashed a vertical slash sideways, seized the opportunity, and smashed his iron fist out brazenly, and the fist slammed on the side of the blade.
clang!
Half of the blade collapsed!
The inch-headed man took a short breath, pulled back quickly, and swayed the other knife with both hands. At the same time, his palms were imprinted on Zhou Jing's chest, and his movements were smooth and smooth.
Bang!
Zhou Jing's throat was sweet, and he staggered back.
The inch-headed man quickly followed, and a pair of iron palms were shot in series. The changing palms slammed into Zhou Jing's chest one after another, making a muffled sound.
However, his combo didn't last, only to see Ross, who had no sense of existence, suddenly pounced on him from behind, and the dagger stabbed the inch-headed man in the back.
"Humph."
The inch-headed man sensed the strong wind behind him, snorted coldly, kicked Zhou Jing, and used his strength to do a backflip, which made Ross jump into the air all of a sudden.
When he turned over the top of Ross's head, he took advantage of the situation and thumped it down.
Bang!
Ross's head exploded like a watermelon, and his brain hole opened wide.
The headless corpse fell to the ground and slid forward a distance.
The inch-headed man flipped to the ground, glanced at Ross, who was killed by his own punch, but snorted:
"Heh, the little trick of carving insects, really looking for death."
He didn't even need to feel the breath, he could be sure that Ross was dead at a glance... After all, people die without a head.
An alien blood warrior who has been strengthened for the first time is as fragile as an ordinary person in his hands.
On the other side, Zhou Jing slammed into the wall, and finally stopped the retreat, and a mouthful of sweetness surged up, unable to hold back at all.
"puff!"
Zhou Jing spat out a mouthful of black blood, feeling as if his chest was sinking.
A sense of weakness erupted from the wound, swept through the limbs, and the breathing became disordered.
As the body's genes collapsed, as the injury intensified, Zhou Jing was able to maintain his standing almost next to the wall, and even the [Toughness] talent couldn't suppress the pain at this time.
"Hey, that's awesome..."
Zhou Jing was panting heavily, feeling the pain all over his body, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but a strange smile appeared.
After this fight, he was basically sure that he was not this person's opponent.
The pure combat power gap can't beat others head-on.
One's own mad attack can't break through other people's steady and steady defense, and the other party's melee attack that doesn't know what kind of energy has been blessed is much more destructive than himself, a person who simply uses strength, and his skills are far superior to him.
He looked down at Rose's corpse, watched silently for a few seconds, then tried to straighten himself up, raising his knife tremblingly at the one-inch man.
Although he didn't speak, the inch-toed man still understood what he meant.
The inch-headed man saw that Zhou Jing could not stand still, observed his injury, and shook his head.
I didn't hold back just now, and it is estimated that the heart and lungs of this hunter have been shattered, and it is basically hopeless.
However, seeing Zhou Jing's fighting spirit, the inch-headed man nodded and said casually:
"Well, I'll give you a ride."
Saying that, the inch-headed man took a step and slowly walked towards Zhou Jing.
Zhou Jing took a deep breath, ignoring the pain all over his body, holding his breath.
Thunder attack!
He took off the heavy knife on his back and threw it with force, then holding the last long knife, he strode forward,
The heavy knife whirled and swirled, with the sound of the wind, but it seemed to be smashed.
The inch-headed man didn't change his face, but simply took a step to the side, then let the heavy knife sideways, let it smash a big hole in the wall, and make a loud bang.
Watching Zhou Jing, who was charging without fear, was getting closer, the inch-headed man didn't look sideways, secretly pumped up his energy and accumulated it in his arms.
He was going to use the stormy offensive to directly take Zhou Jing's set away to solve the troubles tonight, so he could go to bed earlier.
However at this moment...
puff!
The inch-headed man felt a sudden pain in his crotch, and a sense of loss of strength instantly swept through his body.
He looked down in confusion, his pupils trembling.
Just as he was dodging the heavy sword, the inch-headed man took a step and stepped right next to Ross's headless body.
The corpse certainly didn't cause much trouble.
But at this moment, the inch-headed man could hardly believe his eyes.
what's the situation? This person's head has grown back? !
This supposedly headless corpse has come alive again!
I saw Ross's expressionless face, holding the dagger directly and stabbing it between his legs!
"what-"
The accident happened suddenly, and the inch-headed man was completely unprepared.
He didn't even have time to think about what was going on, the pain beyond the limit instantly took over his mind, and he screamed miserably.
The vital part of the man was hit hard, and his strength disappeared instantly.
At this moment, Zhou Jing had already pounced in front of him, and slammed into him with a long knife.
puff!
The blade came out through the back.
Right through the heart!
The inch-headed man's eyes widened, staring at Zhou Jing, and there was nothing but disbelief in his eyes.
The next moment, he let out a roar mixed with fury and resentment.
"what!"
With the inch-headed man as the center, a burst of energy burst out!
He shot with extreme anger and hatred, with the power of thunder between his palms, slamming heavily on Zhou Jing's chest and abdomen.
Bang!
Zhou Jing flew out like a cannonball, spraying black blood, leaving a blood line along the way.
He smashed a wall and was buried in the rubble.
The inch-headed man looked at Ross with bloodshot eyes.
Ross was expressionless, still holding the dagger stuck in his crotch, and stirring it vigorously.
boom!
A furious palm smashed Ross's head.
Immediately afterwards, a violent palm strike fell, smashing Rose's body into debris.
The inch-headed man's face was contorted in pain, and he couldn't even breathe.
He tightly held the long knife stuck in his heart, dragged his bloody crotch, and moved step by step to the pile of rubble that buried Zhou Jing.
With a sudden bang, the gravel pile burst!
The stones scattered, Zhou Jing suddenly jumped out, punched with a surprise punch, and hit the inch-headed man in the throat.
Click!
Broken throat.
The inch-headed man was powerless to dodge—or had no intention of dodging.
He ignored the fist that hit his throat and slapped Zhou Jing on the head.
Zhou Jing only had time to turn his head slightly, and a sharp pain came from his chin.
Snapped!
The bloody half of the mandible flew out.
Zhou Jing's eyes were fierce, and he didn't care about the severe pain that was affecting his nerves. He held the long knife stuck in the heart of the inch-headed man with both hands and stirred it hard.
The inch-headed man opened his eyes angrily, looked directly at Zhou Jing, and tried to raise his hand, trying to kill the enemy in front of him.
However, the heavy blow to his heart caused his remaining strength to flow away with the blood.
With a plop, the inch-headed man finally couldn't support his body and fell to the ground softly.
Zhou Jing pressed the handle of the knife with both hands and supported his standing position.
Vertical and horizontal.
"You... uh..."
The inch-headed man opened his mouth, wanting to say something.
But the blood gushing out of his mouth made him unable to utter a complete sentence.
The inch-headed man stared at the ceiling indifferently, his eyes gradually faded, and he couldn't rest his eyes.
He never thought that he would die here like this, at the hands of a native.
At the same time, Zhou Jing's panel flashed:
[Killed alien lifeform]
[It is absorbing the astral energy naturally accumulated by the other party… ]
[You get 3630 star boundary points, 28 information state particles]
Zhou Jing didn't have time to care about the panel, he pulled out the long knife from the body of the inch-headed man, and looked up at Root, whose face changed drastically on the second floor.
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At this moment, the sound of dense footsteps came from far to near.
A group of hunters rushed over, just seeing this scene, they were all stunned on the spot.