yes.
The only thing he was worried about was Su Xiao, fearing that he would save Tang Ling at the critical moment.
This is entirely possible, and if it does come to this point, Cocklain will have no choice but to consider himself unlucky.
But now that there is no news, Cocklain will not miss this opportunity and take the opportunity to kill Tang Ling.
He had a feeling that perhaps reinforcements from the Star Council had arrived.
After only a slight hesitation for less than a tenth of a second, Cocklain rushed towards Tang Ling, and for the sake of efficiency, he directly pulled out the dagger that had been inserted in his boots and stabbed Tang Ling directly in the neck.
At the same time, Tang Ling also showed a frightened and completely unexpected expression.
But just when Cocklain's dagger was about to touch Tang Ling, a huge hand suddenly grabbed Cocklain's hand holding the dagger.
"Did you not expect it?" A narrow light flashed in Tang Ling's eyes.
Then, Tang Ling's other arm also swelled, and the layers of ice shattered.
Without any hesitation, Cocklain's other fist glowed with white light and struck directly at Tang Ling's second arm that broke through the ice.
But Tang Ling didn't mean to dodge at all. He just stretched out a finger and quickly poked it towards Cocklain's body.
The fist with ice crystals hit Tang Ling's arm, and the layers of white ice began to freeze Tang Ling's arm again.
But in such a short period of time, Tang Ling's huge finger quickly poked Cocklain three times.
These three blows poked at the cracks in Cocklain's armor, which can be said to be effortless.
"You don't have to waste it." Before he could finish his sentence, Cocklain suddenly covered his chest, his whole face twisted, and his breathing became rapid.
Tang Ling sneered and let go of Cocklain, who immediately fell to the ground and curled up like a cooked prawn.
"Hoo, ho, ho," he breathed so hard, but he still tried his best and said intermittently: "What did you do?"
If Tang Ling hadn't been frozen, he would never have told Coquelin the answer. Now that he had to wait for the ice to be lifted, he didn't mind telling it. It was boring anyway.
"I didn't do anything. I just saw something called weakness in this state. Do you understand now?"
Cocklain's eyes widened. He seemed to understand, but also seemed to not understand.
Indeed, at the level of the Purple Moon Warrior, in a physical sense, the body does not have any special weaknesses.
However, in this state, Tang Ling's precision instinct underwent an astonishing change, that is, he could see the flow of energy.
Through this, he can also see through a person's essential weaknesses.
Yes, due to various reasons such as different exertion habits and talents, the flow of energy in each person is different.
As a person moves, these flowing energies will form nodes one by one. The energy of some nodes does not flow so smoothly, forming so-called weaknesses.
Tang Ling's previous attacks were actually to attack these weaknesses of Cocklain.
In this regard, Tang Ling actually revealed some 'flaws' before, and the flaw lay with Ai Bo.
In fact, Ai Bo's fake death was extremely real. If Tang Ling hadn't changed his precision instinct, he wouldn't have seen through Ai Bo's fake death.
In this regard, talking about Abel's talent, his talent is a useless defensive ability, which is the ability to displace internal organs.
The moment Tang Ling entered the room, Albert happened to quietly let his heart shift.
It happened that Tang Ling saw the change and flow of energy at this moment.
Of course, Albert could have prepared it in advance.
But he didn't. The reason is probably because the time for the internal organs to shift is limited.
After seeing through this, Tang Ling naturally wouldn't be fooled. He just watched Ai Bo perform, gave him hope, and then completely shattered his hope.
Tang Ling was happy to torture such a scumbag like this.
Then, Tang Ling also performed a scene, showing that he just didn't want to be led by Albert. In fact, he performed it for Cocklain, who had been monitoring him.
He didn't want to give away ahead of time that he could see through weaknesses and energy flows.
During the fight, Tang Ling used Cocklain's energy flow to calculate a total of 167 weak spots on Cocklain's body.
As long as 19 points are broken according to a certain direction, the energy in Cocklain's body will completely turn into 'turbulent flow', all flowing towards the heart.
As for Cocklain's conspiracy, Tang Ling, who had precise instincts, also saw through it early on.
He noticed that every punch of Cocklain contained a trace of 'water vapor'. At first, Tang Ling thought that Cocklain's innate ability was water.
But as the battle progressed, Tang Ling could already feel a persistent coldness in the water vapor.
This made Tang Ling immediately realize that Cocklain's talent was a variant of water talent - ice talent!
Maybe it was because his talent wasn't outstanding enough, so Cocklain was slowly laying out his plans. He covered the entire arena and Tang Ling's body with this kind of water vapor. Isn't it clear enough what the purpose was
If your talent is not strong enough, then slowly make plans to completely freeze Tang Ling!
Tang Ling naturally took advantage of his trick and pretended to be frozen by him, then took the opportunity to capture him and expose the last three weak points that needed to be exposed in one fell swoop.
If it weren't for Cocklain's plan, Tang Ling would have had a huge headache, because in the battle ahead, those small wounds might not have alerted Cocklain.
But in the last three places, with each puncture, the feeling of uneven energy flow becomes clearer and clearer.
If the old fox Cocklain notices it, it will not be so easy to succeed.
After all, Cocklain can still delay the warriors, and Tang Ling's time to maintain this state is running out.
Facing Tang Ling's simple answer, Cocklain thought painfully. He felt that his heart was about to be burst by the turbulent energy, but he had no way to reverse it.
In fact, it’s no wonder Cocklain.
Originally, he should have been able to think that even if Tang Ling's energy could not support the transformation of his entire body into a giant, what about one of his arms
But how likely is this? Not only was it not big, it was so small that even a cautious person like Cocklain would overlook it.
Various types of warfare are not secrets, and just because they are not secrets, some information about them is mastered and known by a few people.
One of the ironclad rules is that non-disposable combat types are very difficult to control, and activating them requires a huge amount of mental energy, not to mention fine control.
To achieve such fine control.
First, unless the mental strength reaches a terrifying level.
Second, it is a high degree of integration with war types.
The second point seems simple, but in fact it is more difficult to achieve than the first point, because many people have owned war types for decades and have not achieved the so-called high degree of integration.
Even, how to integrate, what are the key points? No one has figured out any rules.
Can Tang Ling do it? Coquelin simply did not consider this possibility.
If Tang Ling's mental power was strong enough to the point where he could finely control the fighting type, he should already be a 'Leaper'.
Moreover, Tang Ling is only 15 years old, and he probably has a preliminary grasp of the combat types, so how can he be highly integrated.
However, Cocklane forgot that Tang Ling was a miracle boy who had created one miracle after another.
Tang Ling had no conspiracy, and Cocklain realized that his loss to Tang Ling was an inevitable result.
After thinking about this, Cocklain's breathing became more rapid, and his heart had expanded to the extreme at this time. There was one question he really wanted to figure out before he died
"You, your talent?" He looked at Tang Ling longingly.
"Talent? Accurate!" Tang Ling had no intention of lying to a dead man.
"Lie, lie to me!" Cocklain suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, then his eyes widened, his body straightened, and he died in front of Tang Ling.
Tang Ling was surprised. Why did he say that? Isn’t my talent from beginning to end just the instinct of precision
But just when Tang Ling's thought had just arisen, a chilling cold danger suddenly enveloped Tang Ling's body.
Almost without thinking, Tang Ling called out from the bottom of his heart, 'Xiao Zhong, transform!' '.
Instantly, Tang Ling's entire body began to change drastically, but it was also accompanied by severe pain in his abdomen.
A long, strange weapon as thick as a chopstick pierced Tang Ling's abdomen.
It was necessary to pierce Tang Ling's liver. Tang Ling had just completed his transformation at this time, and his muscles that had become several times stronger suddenly tightened, clamping down on this strange weapon.
There was no time to talk, no time to see clearly who the other party was. This state could only last for two seconds based on the energy stored in Souchong.
This was Tang Ling's last trump card, which he originally planned to use on Cocklain.
"Hehehe." The sneak attacker let out a deep laugh, missed a hit, and immediately pulled out his strange weapon and left.
However, Tang Ling took advantage of this moment, in his strongest super state, to see seven red dots flashing on the attacker's arm at a glance.
Seven weaknesses! The weakness became clear at this time? !
Without any hesitation, Tang Ling punched forward, directly hitting a weak point of the sneak attacker.
It has to be said that the weak point attack is very effective. With just such a punch, the sneak attacker's hand softened and he let go of his weapon.
But he seemed unwilling to fail like this. His other hand sneaked into Tang Ling's back at a twisted angle that was impossible for humans, and an equally slender weapon suddenly appeared in his hand.
He stabbed Tang Ling directly in the kidney.
This time, Tang Ling didn't have time to take any precautions, but at this point, Tang Ling, who was always crazy when fighting, suddenly smiled and suddenly raised his fist to hit the left side of the attacker's abdomen.
Here, in Tang Ling's eyes, is his biggest weakness!
With a 'Peng' sound, Tang Ling's fist accurately landed on the target point, but the sneak attacker was so powerful that at this moment, he actually twisted his body in a circle, almost 360 degrees, and destroyed the originally fatal spot. The weakness is twisted to the other side at a critical moment.
However, his originally inevitable sneak attack was interrupted. His special weapon only touched Tang Ling's kidney and pierced it a little.
Perhaps because he sensed Tang Ling's power, after this attack, he immediately ran away and disappeared under the shadow of the iron cage.
Tang Ling looked around at a loss, but couldn't find any trace of the attacker.
And he can only last in this state for two seconds!
In two seconds, Tang Ling will enter a period of complete weakness. Coupled with the weakness caused by using low-level combat types, this time's weakness will make Tang Ling no different from being completely paralyzed.
The two confrontations just now consumed Tang Ling's time for one second.
One second left! Tang Ling had no choice but to wait helplessly.
"Did you just fail like this?" Tang Ling watched helplessly as his body shrunk sharply. He felt as if several big holes had been poked in his body. The energy disappeared in a flash, and then he lay on the ground with a 'pop'. on the ground.
There is no way, this time I really can't even do such a small movement as blinking.
But along with the gloomy laughter, Tang Ling saw with his own eyes a tiny black shadow emerging from the shadow cast by the iron cage.
Then it quickly took shape and turned into the sneak attacker just now.
It was then that Tang Ling saw clearly the attacker, who was wearing a tight-fitting gray night suit and a white mask with a strange crying expression.
"Hello, my name is Shadow."
"I am honored to be able to kill Tang Feng's son with my own hands." As he spoke, he floated in front of Tang Ling, squatted down, raised his ten fingers, and turned them into strange black slender weapons.
"I'm so sorry. I should have captured you alive. But now that your identity has been confirmed, it's no longer necessary." After saying this, Ying moved very neatly, aiming at Tang Ling's heart and neck, the two fatal weak spots. Go straight in.
Tang Feng? Tang Ling's heart surged with sour hatred.
In fact, he didn't want to hear this name until he died, because he didn't want to know what his name was at all.
Why reject Long Jun? Because that's a group of people who follow him, isn't it
At this last moment, because of Ying's words, countless thoughts surged into Tang Ling's mind uncontrollably.
Tang Ling is not stupid, Tang Ling is very smart.
He had already connected all the clues before, but he just didn't want to think about it anymore and was afraid to think about it anymore.
But because he doesn't want to, does he really not know the answer? In fact, those men in black robes just had to tell him in secret that you were the son of an incredible hero.
But the moment Tang Ling was determined, he couldn't help but feel intense sadness and mad rage.
Therefore, he even resisted the Dragon Army and was deliberately indifferent to their sacrifices.
A hero in the eyes of others was nothing but bullshit in Tang Ling's heart!
Father? Tang Ling had fantasized about such a person countless times, whether he would be like other fathers in the settlement, who hunted for food and could quietly tear the best leg meat to his children.
While complaining, you can lift the child high and put it on your shoulders regardless of fatigue, show an honest smile with a hint of pride, and then walk in the crowd, look, this is my lovely child.
When you are vulnerable, helpless, or even willful, you can say, "Well, dad is here."
None of these.
But it doesn't matter! There must be some reason, some insurmountable reason, so I had to temporarily abandon myself.
Tang Ling tried to understand, but he couldn't. How could he be compromised and left behind? He was obviously dying before he was picked up by his mother-in-law and his family.
This is what he heard from his dead adoptive parents who adopted him, and he firmly believes it.
Is this what a hero does? I was left behind, where is my mother? Where is his mother? Why does everyone shout about his heroic father and no one mentions his poor mother? He must have been 'properly left behind' too, right
Tang Ling didn't want to make such malicious assumptions about his father, but he had to.
If there weren't so many dragon troops hidden in the city, Tang Ling would be willing to understand this matter with kindness.
But it was because of the dragon army that Tang Ling hated him!
He hated why these dragon armies didn't show up on the bloody night in the settlement? Even if only one appears, my mother-in-law and sister will not die!
He hated living in poverty in the settlement for so many years. It didn't matter to him that he was a boy. Why didn't anyone appreciate his mother-in-law's adoption and find a way to get them to a safe zone? Is this difficult
He rejected Long Jun because they were brave and not afraid of death, just to announce in a big way that his son was coming on stage and Long Jun was coming back.
What they did was also the arrangement of their heroic father before his death, right? !
Tang Ling's heart was very sour. He just hated that he was not cold enough. The deaths of Long Jun's servants finally moved him, and he shouldered this responsibility on himself without hesitation.
Finally, he thought about taking Cocklain's body out and announcing the end of everything.
It's ridiculous. The heroic father Tang Ling wanted to close his eyes and wait for death peacefully. In a short moment, he could already feel the weird and slender weapon about to pierce his skin.
It was at this time that a collision sound was heard, and then a cloud of dust fell on Tang Ling's head and body.
Ying seemed to have noticed something, and did not leave at all. Instead, he stabbed Tang Ling's body faster and faster.
'Boom', a huge pillar of earth emerged from the ground, pushing Ying's body flying, followed by a rough voice in the warehouse: "Do you think that since I have appeared, you can still Successfully assassinated Tang Ling?"
Ying's actions were very decisive. After hearing the sound, his whole body was still in the air and immediately disappeared into the shadow cast by the light.
Then, Tang Ling felt himself being picked up and placed on a broad back, and a rope was quickly tied tightly to Tang Ling.
"It's late." Su Xiao turned around and said. Tang Ling's open eyes saw large areas of blood stains on Su Xiao's body. It looked like he had gone through an extremely brutal battle.
But at this time, there was no time for any explanation. Su Xiao raised a hand. Countless dust swirled rapidly around his hand. One after another soil pillars kept rising from the ground. All the shadowed areas were carefully pricked.
Ying couldn't hide at all. He escaped from the shadows, and countless slender weapons appeared on his body, all of which shot towards Su Xiao.
At the same time, the dust surrounding Su Xiao's hand immediately formed into particles of soil that looked extremely hard and shot towards Ying.
'Bang bang bang', countless collision sounds came at this time, all of Ying's weapons were knocked to the ground, and all the remaining soil particles swept towards Ying.
But in this short interval, the shadow had already inserted a small, weird-shaped bamboo flute into the mouth of the mask and played it.
At this moment, there was a sound of flapping wings coming from the window, and a huge shadow flew towards the window.
The shadow immediately jumped onto the shadow's back, and flew away as quickly as the dirt particles hit his body!
A voice was left behind: "Crazy lion, you can't escape what's coming. His identity has been confirmed, right? Run away! Hahahaha."
Many readers were puzzled by Tang Ling's attitude towards Long Jun. I did not explain it, but wrote the answer in this chapter. In fact, he was just feeling sorry for his father. Maybe this hero is not his father, and he will feel great. But if it is your own father, then he is just like us ordinary people. We can be very tolerant to strangers and even friends, but we are completely unable to tolerate certain things about our own relatives because we will feel sad.
(End of chapter)