The suffering heart feels extremely labored.
It was his first time to face such a strong opponent alone, but they did not have a stronger armor master present, so he had no choice but to come out.
The style of the long coat is light and elegant. Although he is from a wild background, he is not weak.
Strong pressure came upon us.
Their side cannot afford to fail again. After the failure of the leader, there are now four games left. Once he loses here, the God King and the others must win completely to win against the god-level civilization they face.
The huge pressure prevented him from relaxing at all.
In the super state, the battle consciousness traces the movement trajectory of Long Yi. This trajectory is so erratic that even he is extremely surprised.
Long Yi's attacks are getting faster and faster.
Unable to attack, he passively dodges, looking extremely embarrassed in the sky, but he is not injured. With concentration, he can still detect the direction of the danger and the attack trajectory of Long Yi.
He was going to win this battle.
With this belief, his face became solemn.
The pressure in my mind was growing.
The God King, in the hands of those orcs, rescued all their tribesmen and gave them education and an unparalleled good life, which was something they could not even imagine.
He was one of the rescued people. In order to become the guardian of the God King, he stood out from the competition among hundreds of millions of poor young people.
It can be said that the God King is their strongest belief.
To the Kuman, the honor of the God-King is more important than their lives. This is why the commander would rather risk death to injure Emperor Wu.
They have the will to live and die, but they must not embarrass the God King.
Chi!
The severe pain in his abdomen made him even more stressed.
The armor's belly was cut open by a long knife, and the blade touched the flesh. The armor was restored to its original shape after being repaired by the nanorobots, but the wound on the abdomen was still bleeding.
The second and third wounds appeared one after another.
The severe pain cheered him up.
In his eyes, the long coat's movement line became clearer.
A sense of sublimation emerges from the heart of pain.
The fighting consciousness seems to have entered the next stage.
Everything in front of him seemed to be in focus, and the movements of the long coat were slower in his eyes, but also much clearer.
"drink!"
With a loud shout, the spear in Ku Chuxin's hand stabbed towards the left side. The face of Chang Yi, who had just twisted his body in mid-air, changed slightly. The front engine of the armor was started, and he squatted in mid-air. His sudden change of moves made Chang Yi's rhythm chaotic.
Almost without thinking, he pulled away and retreated.
A trivial stab said a lot.
"Sure enough, you can see through combat movements. This should be your special ability." Chang Yi rarely spoke with some admiration: "All guards have the same ability. Either you are a god-level race and your abilities are hereditary, or they are developed. Then your super power development technology must be very advanced."
A whisper-like voice spread through the public channel, shocking the onlookers.
As Chang Yi said, if Chen Mo's guards have the same special abilities, they must either be from a god-level race with heritable abilities, or possess special ability development technology.
Either way, it's very scary.
Currently, there are only seven races with heritable abilities, namely the seven god-level civilizations.
If it is the first case, then the eighth god-level race is them.
But if it is the second case, it means that Chen Mo has the technology to infinitely create soldiers with the same special abilities, which are countless times more terrifying than the god-level races.
Once a full-scale war begins between the two sides, the other side's soldiers all have the same special abilities to assist in combat, making them almost invincible. The population of god-level races is also limited, and the number of soldiers this technology can create is unlimited.
…
Zi Yun's face was cold and her mind was focused as never before. In her eyes, all life around her is like a mass of energy that she can control at will.
An invisible thought spread out, with Ziyun as the center. spread rapidly.
The onlookers above the Forest of Star Steles suddenly felt a palpitation in their hearts, and their brains were in a trance, as if someone was about to strangle their necks.
"Huh?" Tong Qing was slightly startled and looked in the direction of Zi Yun, with undisguised surprise in his eyes.
"What's the matter? Speaker?" Tara asked.
"I found something interesting." Tong Qing said lightly.
Zi Di looked at Zi Yun with great interest: "It seems that Ziwei civilization has a great seedling. I don't know if the old guy Zi Junzhi has discovered it."
Chen Mo also looked in Zi Yun's direction, calmly.
The other beings didn't know what was happening and were still nervously paying attention to the battle situation on the field.
When Zi Yun's thought wave touched Mo Nu's body, her purple pupils narrowed. Like the hand of God, the wave of thoughts tightened instantly and submerged into Mo Nu's consciousness, trying to bind her consciousness.
When the idea of control bound Mo Nu, Zi Yun's cold expression suddenly changed.
This thought was like a twisted thread, entangling Mo Nu's consciousness.
And at that moment, Mo Nu's consciousness melted like a snowman touching the flames, spreading like clouds, wrapping her mind, and then destroying it.
From beginning to end, Mo Nu's expression was as calm as water.
This is impossible.
Ziyun almost screamed, confused.
He thought that the killer method was like a punch hitting cotton, and it also hit the silver needle in the cotton, completely hitting his nemesis.
[Mind Control] What binds is consciousness.
There had never been a life that could change consciousness. This was the first time she saw a life that could completely control her own consciousness.
This was beyond her comprehension.
"Why doesn't Zi Yun move?" Tara looked at the battlefield high in the sky, somewhat puzzled.
Tong Qing was a little moved and said solemnly: "The highest ability of Ziwei civilization [mind control]."
Seeing Tong Qing's expression, Tara became even more curious: "Is this ability very strong?"
"There is only one person with this kind of ability that I know of." Tong Qing looked in the direction of the Purple Emperor and found that the Purple Emperor was also looking towards him. The two just touched each other and then turned away.
"If Ziwei Civilization wins that round, the Speaker will not have to play."
"It's not that simple. The female assistant beside Chen Mo is very mysterious, like a black hole that people can't see through. It's too early to talk about victory or defeat now."
Tong Qing glanced at Chen Mo. He didn't think that Chen Mo agreed to this gambling match so easily just to find a way out for himself.
The battle in the sky is heating up.
The fighting thorn in Mo Nu's hand flashes with the faint blue color of a short pulse laser at the tip. With just one stab, it can easily penetrate the armor.
In battle armor fighting, more often than not, the emphasis is on killing with one hit.
Every time Zi Yun's [Mind Control] falls on her, it melts quickly like sugar threads meeting clear water, without any influence.
The speed increased, she did not hold back, her body disappeared instantly, and appeared behind Ziyun.
It was determined that [Mind Control] was completely ineffective against Mo Nu. Zi Yun was in chaos and stopped trying to control Mo Nu. The armor's engine exploded and disappeared with a loud sound.
…
Shi Ming's pressure was no lower than Zi Yun's, and Jing Ge's fighting style was unlike anything he had ever seen before.
He is fierce and vicious, upright yet extremely weird.
The opponent can see through his movements, attack with his backhand, and always gives him the most deadly threat in the most cunning way. This is the first time he has encountered such a difficult opponent.
After almost suffering a big loss at first, Shi Ming no longer dared to relax. He waved the silver gun in his hand like the god of war in the world, dragging the shadow with the tip of the gun and stabbing forward.
Jing Ge arched his legs and stepped on the air. The engine exploded instantly and his figure disappeared quickly.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, Shi Ming's arm felt like it was hit by a planet, and the silver gun came out.
Jing Ge appeared under his ribs on the right side at a tricky angle, and the moment he kicked his arm, his armor flipped over and he swung his backhand in one go. The fighting thorn in his hand was heading towards his heart.
High in the sky, something happened that made Shi Ming's heart sink. From the very beginning, he knew that Jing Ge was not weak. But now he found that Jing Ge's fighting methods made him feel unparalleled pressure.
The opponent's movements are both hard and soft. When they are fierce, they are like a giant beast pressing down on them. When they are strange, they are like a black wolf in the dark night.
The opponent's attack blocked his retreat, and he had no time to retreat. The fighting thorns were getting closer and closer, and he felt as if the danger was overwhelming like a planet.
drink!
Shi Ming shouted loudly and twisted his body to the limit.
The fighting thorn was like a sharp blade falling into tofu, penetrating his armor and piercing his arm.
The severe pain shocked Shi Ming. He endured the pain and swept it on Jing Ge's hand. He opened his palm holding the fighting thorn, slightly bent his right leg, and the engine exploded in an instant. He whipped his legs in the air and swept Jing Ge. Ge's ribs.
Jing Ge's figure flew into the air and fell into the Forest of Star Steles, smashing the monument and leaving long traces on the ground.
Chi!
Shi Ming forcefully tore off the fighting thorns on his arms, making the onlookers' scalps numb.
Being able to become the number one master of the White Star Civilization, Shi Ming is among the strongest, but even so, he was still injured. What kind of opponent does he face
The nanorobot filled the punctured spot of the armor, and Shi Ming looked at Jing Ge solemnly.
He hadn't been injured in many years, and Jing Ge put tremendous pressure on him.
Jing Ge flew into the air and stopped. The shape of the armor changed. Sharp fighting thorns appeared on the shoulders, elbows, knees, and back of the hands. The sharp parts were dotted with blue light, like a ferocious humanoid monster standing in the air.
The weapons of both sides were lost, and what followed was a real close-quarters fight.
Seeing Jing Ge at this moment, Shi Ming's face changed slightly.
He felt like he was being targeted by a giant beast.
(End of chapter)