Game of Gods

Chapter 143: Fight to the death

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Psychic Bullets: Attaches psionic energy to the two lead bullets on the double-barreled musket, adding extra lethality and doubling the extra lethality against evil targets.

Compared with explosive bullets, psychic bullets are the real single-target attack. His extra lethality depends on four aspects, one is the skill level, the other is the evil degree of the target, the third is the amount of blessed psychic energy, and the fourth is the energy attribute of the user.

The bounty hunter is a very strange profession, and the power of many of his skills is related to energy value.

Especially for gun skills, the power basically only depends on the skill level and energy value.

In other words, the more energy, the greater the power.

After Lu Hongsheng used the psionic potion, his energy value increased and the power of his skills increased. At this moment, there was a lot of psionic energy added. The sparkling crystals were obviously directly added to the maximum, which meant that the power of these two bullets was extremely strong.

Even with the iron cloth shirt, Mu Anshan was not willing to resist forcefully.

He shouted loudly, and a golden light shield appeared on his body.

Golden Bell: Create a defensive shield.

This is a fixed guard skill. It will not cause damage to itself until the defensive shield is broken.

Lu Hongsheng's two bullets hit the golden bell cover one after another. There was a click and the golden bell shattered. The second bullet continued to hit the iron cloth shirt. Mu Anshan groaned, but it was not serious.

After being weakened by the Golden Bell Cover and Iron Cloth Shirt, this second bullet had minimal impact on Mu Anshan.

Despite this, Mu Anshan's face did not look good.

Damn it, I gave you a slap, but got three shots and one sword from you. It would be unpleasant for anyone else.

Lu Hongsheng's eyes were fierce: "You can actually superimpose them."

The Golden Bell and Iron Shirt can be stacked, but the monk needs to have sufficient control over these two skills, just like the druid's rapid transformation.

Mu Anshan's ability to do this means that he, the top master in Wen'an, does not rely entirely on level, but truly has his own understanding and understanding.

In fact, two months into the Gods Game, many people have already gained a certain understanding of their profession. Such as Li Zhanjun's deceptive start and Mu Anshan's superimposed defense.

Despite this, Mu Anshan was not satisfied: "Unfortunately, we haven't been able to build a golden bell yet."

The Iron Shirt weakens the damage proportionally, and the Golden Bell is a fixed weakening, so in theory the best way to stack is with the Iron Shirt on the outside and the Golden Bell on the inside, but this requires a deeper understanding of skills. Mu Anshan can't do it at this stage, otherwise the psychic bullet just now will never break his golden bell.

"You will never have the chance to do it again." Lu Hongsheng said with a cruel smile.

He spoke fiercely, but the man continued to retreat.

The biggest disadvantage of the double-barreled gun is that it can only hold two bullets. After firing a bullet, you must wait for one second before it can automatically load another round. There is basically no possibility of continuous firing.

Just now Lu Hongsheng fired first, then a sword, and then two more shots, so the gun was already empty.

He couldn't make any long-range attacks, so he had no choice but to retreat.

This is Mu Anshan's opportunity.

He charged forward with all his might.

The speed of retreat can never be faster than the frontal charge, and Mu Anshan quickly closed the distance.

Just as he was approaching, the single-edged sword in Lu Hongsheng's hand had cut out a phantom.

Spirit Cut: Swing the long sword quickly to cause multiple consecutive attacks on the target.

At the same time, Mu Anshan's figure flashed strangely several times, it was Bagua Bu.

Lu Hongsheng struck three swords in a row, but Mu Anshan dodged two swords. He didn't dodge the third sword and ran directly into the opponent's arms.

"I caught you!" Mu Anshan laughed and clapped his hand.

At the same time as this palm was struck, Lu Hongsheng took a step back and raised the barrel of his gun.

This time, what was shot out of the gun was no longer a bullet, but a net.

Capture: Use a special double-barreled firecracker to shoot a net to bind the opponent, making the target lose the ability to move. The effective distance of the skill is twenty meters. The net cannot be destroyed within one second, but it can be avoided.

Bagua Step can avoid catching this skill, but Mu Anshan rushed too close.

Facing the net coming towards him, he couldn't escape this time even if he wanted to.

flutter!

Mu Anshan was trapped in a net, and the hunting net shone with a protective light, representing indestructible power.

At the same time, Lu Hongsheng stabbed his sword with a ferocious smile: "Death!"

Cross Sword Slash: Use a one-handed sword to make a cross attack, causing area damage.

At this moment, the iron cloth shirt disappeared, and Mu Anshan was struck by the blow, and two strange long sword marks left bloody wounds on his body.

This is the heaviest injury he has suffered so far in the battle.

Lu Hongsheng had already thrust his sword through the mesh into Mu Anshan's body.

Even if it wasn't a skill, this sword still seriously injured Mu Anshan.

"What nonsense is the number one master? He's just rubbish!" Lu Hongsheng smiled evilly and turned the sword to widen the wound.

"Ouch!" Mu Anshan roared in extreme pain.

Along with his roar, the muscles all over his body swelled, and with a wave of his arms, he tore the net apart and aimed at Lu Hongsheng.

Lu Hongsheng wanted to retreat, but found that his speed was actually slow.

That palm just now.

He immediately remembered the slap that Mu Anshan had just rushed over to slap him, which brought him a deep chill.

Ice Palm: Attacks the target and slows it down.

The natural disaster cloud itself made his reaction speed much slower, and now under the influence of the Ice Palm, his speed was even slower.

It was so slow that even in an ordinary race, his agility position couldn't outrun Mu Anshan's combat position.

Mu Anshan ran into Lu Hongsheng's arms and punched out: "Did you enjoy the beating just now?"

Seven Injury Fists!

The power of this Seven Injury Fist, which hurts others and hurts oneself, never disappoints. Even though Lu Hongsheng activated his psychic skin immediately, the pain was still heartbreaking.

He screamed and hit Mu Anshan's nose with his head, causing Mu Anshan's nose to bleed.

But when has a monk ever been afraid of fighting a bounty

The Seven Injury Fist is not only powerful, but the most important thing is that it is not a single attack, but can be fired seven times in a row.

Mu Anshan banged, banged, punched seven times in a row, and Lu Hongsheng responded with spears and swords.

The battle that was just a wandering style suddenly became more violent and fierce than a warrior's fight. It was really a fist to the flesh, simple and ferocious.

After Mu Anshan punched seven times, he was hit by two shots and three swords. Then the two of them separated at the same time, raising their heads and vomiting blood.

Although Lu Hongsheng was beaten badly, Mu Anshan couldn't get over it.

But both of them have unprecedented confidence.

Mu Anshan's body flashed with brilliance, and his injuries recovered quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Rejuvenation Kung Fu: Heal yourself and restore life. For use only by yourself.

Monks are the only profession among the combat professions that have the ability to self-recover, which also makes them extremely resilient.

Lu Hongsheng is much simpler.

He directly took out a bottle of potion and drank it, a rejuvenation potion.

Then he took out a roll of bandage, also produced by the system, to quickly stop the bleeding.

"Shameless, you actually took drugs." Mu Anshan scolded.

"You are so shameless, you actually cursed Yunwu." Lu Hongsheng scolded back rudely.

"Nonsense, it's shameless for more than a thousand of you to bully a Zhuangzi!"

The two actually started yelling at each other.

The fact is that both rejuvenation skills and potions take a certain amount of time to take effect. Therefore, although the scolding is to vent anger, it is more to delay time.

Three seconds later, most of the effect of the potion skill was exerted. Before it was all over, Mu Anshan jumped up again, and Lu Hongsheng also fired at the same time.

Another round of hard work.

These two are both strong players on both offense and defense, with similar strengths, and their ping-pong-pong game is extremely lively.

As for the way of fighting, Lu Hongsheng would always keep distance first to take advantage, and then wait for Mu Anshan to get closer and then get it back with interest.

Damage is always faster than recovery. It is unrealistic to rely solely on potions and rejuvenation skills to recover the damage caused by each.

So when the second round of separation came, everyone was already in extremely bad shape.

This means that the third round of impact is basically the moment of life and death.

Lu Hongsheng also realized this. He took drugs while retreating, and said at the same time: "I admit that you are a very good opponent, but tonight, you are destined to die in my hands!"

"Then show some real skills." Mu Anshan also kept approaching.

Between the advance and retreat, these two people have almost separated themselves from the public, and it is destined that no one else will intervene.

"Okay, then I'll show you." Lu Hongsheng smiled evilly, but retreated more and more anxiously.

Mu Anshan had no interest in stalling with him and rushed forward with all his strength. After enduring another round of Lu Hongsheng's musket attacks, he rushed to Lu Hongsheng's side.

Ice Palm.

Capture.

Almost the same routine.

Just when Mu Anshan was ready to withstand the attack, the sword in Lu Hongsheng's hand suddenly glowed with green light.

This luster frightened Mu Anshan, and Lu Hongsheng's sword had penetrated into Mu Anshan's body.

poison!

The sword is poisonous!

Mu Anshan was shocked.

This was the skill of the shadow assassin, the poisonous sting dagger, and it was actually used by Lu Hongsheng.

At that moment he reacted: "Have you won the arena championship!?"

"Finally understand?" Lu Hongsheng laughed.

This is the biggest trump card he has always hidden.

Nowadays, it is no secret that the benefits of being an arena champion can be gained, and he was lucky enough to win the championship once and get a skill, which is this poisonous sting dagger.

The stinger dagger is not very toxic, but it has a very fatal characteristic, that is, as a skill poison, it cannot be dispelled.

Therefore, Lu Hongsheng did not use it at the beginning. As a psychic professional, the skill of poisonous sting dagger is not blessed by psychic potions, but it can be used as a final last-ditch attack to completely end Mu Anshan's life.

At this moment, the poisonous stinging dagger was used, and Lu Hongsheng attacked with all his strength. Everyone was in bad condition. This round of hedging was the final fight, and with the poisonous stinging dagger as the base, Mu Anshan would definitely die.

The catching net was broken, and Mu Anshan used the Seven-Injury Fist again, but every bombardment brought his own life to a low point.

"Die!" Lu Hongsheng laughed proudly: "Victory is destined to be mine!"

But at this moment, Mu Anshan hugged him.

This hug was so strong that Lu Hongsheng couldn't break free, and then he saw Mu Anshan had bitten him.

Biting his throat.

"No... let me go... let me go..." Lu Hongsheng shouted hysterically.

But the more he struggled, the more unable he was to escape. Instead, he became weaker and weaker with the loss of blood.

This was not a skill, but it happened to be this countryman's fighting trick, but it became Lu Hongsheng's fatal blow.

Mu Anshan bit Lu Hongsheng's neck, unable to open it, but kept exerting force, biting off his blood vessels and breaking off his organs. Blood poured into his mouth, fishy and salty, but Mu Anshan did not flinch. He knew that if he opened his mouth, Lu Hongsheng would escape, so he let the blood pour in and refused to let go.

At first Lu Hongsheng fought back, but gradually he just struggled, and finally he couldn't even move.

Before he died, he struggled to say: "You... will... die... too..."

He said this, tilted his head, and finally died.

Mu Anshan finally let go and knelt down weakly on the ground.

The whole body is blue.

In fact, the poison is not terrible. What is terrible is that he was injured too seriously, and the poison became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

I am going to die eventually.

He gradually lay down and looked up at the stars, preparing to wait for death.

If I had prepared some potions myself, it wouldn't be so miserable. Mu Anshan thought long and hard.

Suddenly he thought of something and became energetic.

Potion!

Lu Hongsheng must still have some medicine on him!

He summoned up all his strength to touch Lu Hongsheng...

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ps: Many readers have reported that the long time interval between three updates seems unpleasant, and it is recommended to adjust it. Decided to listen to the opinions, and from now on, there will be three updates at nine o'clock, nine o'clock five and nine ten o'clock every morning.