At this time, the role of personal strength is fully reflected. wWw!QUanbEn-xIAoShUo!CoMThe physical difference between swordsmen and magicians also appeared.
Rijkaard was originally running at the front, but because he was a magician, his physical fitness was slightly inferior to that of a swordsman. He was already caught up by Gullit, and the two of them advanced together.
Followed closely by Basten, followed by Simon and Fenechell, the positions of the three of them have changed from the original back to the front. Next up is Catherine. With her orc physique, she can actually run a few points faster than Drogba, who is a male and at the same level as her.
Si Lan was the last one running, and Ling Feng also deliberately landed in a position that was in sync with her. I don't know if it was because of the magician or something else, but Ling Feng found that although her strength was one level higher than Catherine's, her speed was far inferior to Catherine's. At this time, she was already sweating profusely, and her breathing was obviously very unstable. If he keeps running like this, he will definitely be overtaken by those terrifying black ants.
Ling Feng was thinking, Silan has the blood of the fox clan, so when her life is threatened, will she be able to turn into a fox and run? The fox's speed is definitely much faster than her current speed.
Unconsciously, the two people gradually became farther and farther away from the seven people in front.
By the time Fenechell noticed, the gap had become huge. The terrifying ants have already chased behind Si Lan and Ling Feng. Catherine, who had been running forward desperately, suddenly saw Elder Fenechell running back at this time, and was stunned for a moment. But Fenechel passed her quickly and shouted: "Keep running, don't stop, I will help Slan." Then Catherine glanced behind her, hesitated, and gritted her teeth. , keep running forward.
At the same time, Simon also retreated some distance and began to pull Drogba forward. Gullit, on the other hand, knew his own strength and asked Basten to go back and help Ling Feng while running.
But obviously everyone underestimated the speed of black ants. Although they walked in a straight line, a few of them ran sideways. But because they are so wide, at the current speed, the people in front can run a few steps and be safe. Even Drogba and Catherine's speed is enough to protect themselves. Only Silan and Ling Feng were in danger.
Ling Feng sighed. It seemed that it was too late to wait for Fenechiel to come over. He looked at Slan again. Her face was still covered with a veil, and her purple-red curls looked particularly dynamic as she ran, especially her purple-red tail, which twitched and twitched, which was really beautiful. Just from her breathing, Ling Feng heard a trace of disorder.
Ling Feng had no choice but to stretch out his hand and hold Si Lan.
Silan ran and looked at Ling Feng very doubtfully. It's not that he doubted that Ling Feng was taking advantage of her at this time. It's just that she doesn't run fast, and her pace seems chaotic. Although Ling Feng didn't run very fast, his pace was still relatively steady. Silan knew this very well. If Ling Feng works harder, he still has hope of running out of this dangerous range.
But at this moment, Ling Feng suddenly reached out to help her, and she was still a little surprised. She didn't want to implicate Ling Feng, a first-level swordsman with whom she had not spoken much along the way. The two only exchanged a few words when they were having barbecue.
However, after a moment, her doubts became more intense. From the moment Ling Feng held her hand, there was a warm energy flowing into her body along the place where the two people shook hands, helping her calm the disorder of her inner breath.
It turned out that it was because she had been anxious for a long time and suddenly had to fight hard today, which made her body feel a little uncomfortable, so her inner breath performance was very bad. Ling Feng guessed that this was probably the reason why she was too worried. It seems that the person who needs the Dark Lightning Ferret to save his life has a lot to do with this Slan. After Ling Feng helped her and sorted out the breath in her body, Silan's pace became much more stable and much faster.
Lingfeng saw the ant army getting closer and closer. He didn't want to be entangled by these terrifying guys, so he quickened his pace, which also increased Silan's speed. After running wildly for a while, the two Kankan ran across the route of the ant army as they passed behind them. Several people not far away were nervous and happy at the same time.
Ling Feng didn't stop immediately. He pulled Silan and ran forward for dozens of meters. After confirming that it was safe, he let go of her hand.
Silan sat down on the ground in an awkward manner, leaning against a tree, panting heavily, but still said to Ling Feng immediately: "Thank you."
Ling Feng also sat on the ground and smiled at her. It was a smile celebrating an escape from death, which was particularly bright. Although Ling Feng was very comfortable in the process of escaping, it did not prevent him from being happy.
Then several people came closer and looked at Ling Feng with a lot of excitement in their eyes. Even Catherine, who had always looked down upon him, looked at him with more curiosity, and then took Silan's hand, Started to whisper something.
"Hahaha, I knew little brother Ling Feng was not simple." Gulit came over and patted Ling Feng on the shoulder happily.
"No, no, I've only practiced running before. So, when it comes to running, I'm pretty good at it." Ling Feng said modestly. He is always embarrassed to say, well, you really didn't make a mistake, I am indeed not simple.
"No matter what you say, I have to thank you." After a period of rest, Silan recovered a lot of strength. There was a little more calmness in his voice.
"With a little effort." Lingfeng didn't want others to focus on him, so he changed the subject and asked, "By the way, Mr. Rijkaard, what kind of magical beast is this?" He pointed at the fast and Black ants moving in a straight line like crazy.
As expected, everyone looked at Rijkaard with questioning eyes. If he hadn't arrived early and made the right choice, everyone would have been trapped in the camp of the black ants. Now looking at the terror of those black ants, everyone felt a chill in their hearts. Think about it, if you are really trapped in an ant colony, you really can't say whether you can get out.
Only Si Lan glanced at Ling Feng from time to time. The warm breath he left in her body is still moving along a certain route to this day. The route was very strange, but it gave people a very comfortable feeling. Ling Feng changed the topic consciously. Thinking about it in Silan, he must be afraid that he would reveal this strange aura. Therefore, Silan just looked at Ling Feng secretly and did not express this strange feeling.
Is he really just a first-level swordsman? There was a big question mark in Silan's heart.
Rijkaard still has a happy expression on his face. After listening to Ling Feng's question, he explained to everyone: "These black guys are called Devouring Ants, and they belong to the sixth level of magic beasts."
Seeing that everyone was a little stunned when they heard that it was a sixth-order monster, Rijkaard knew that everyone had not realized that even a sixth-order monster had infinite power. So he asked everyone: "Do you know what is the scariest thing in the Warcraft Forest?"
"Of course I met the legendary sacred beast." Drogba replied. Several other people nodded in agreement after hearing this.
Rijkaard shook his head simply and said: "I once read in an ancient book at Cangjian Academy that meeting a holy beast in the World of Warcraft Forest is not the most terrifying thing. In terms of individual strength, the holy beast is not the most terrifying thing. Beasts are indeed extremely powerful, but some monsters won’t compete with you in terms of individual strength, they compete in groups.”
As if to prove something, Rijkaard asked: "If you were given a choice and met thirty ninth-level monsters or a holy beast at the same time, what would you choose? There is a record in the book that there is a kind of monster in the monster forest. The ninth-level monsters live in groups, called flying fire spin moths. When there are large numbers, thirty or forty of them can gather together." \(Quanben Novel Website www.QUanbEn-xIAoShUo.com)