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Chapter 173 The source of life and the way of technology
The phosphorous fire burned out, looking at the ashes scattered all over the sky, Mosang looked at He Walls, and the colorful bee wings behind him flapped vigorously.

The sky was full of fragrance, and the sparkling phosphorous powder ignited the void, forming a sea of ​​purgatory flames with the ashes.

Skill - Phosphorus Blaze
Ignite the natural phosphorus powder of the Phosphorus bee family with the residual heat of the ashes, thus evolving a raging sea of ​​flames.

In the light of the fire, a sharp edge cut through the flames, and He Wals instantly appeared in front of Mosang holding a knife in both hands, and the sharp blade cut down and drew a beautiful arc.

The condensed sword light is as poignant and sharp as the bright moonlight.

"Ningguang has already achieved such a degree of completion. It seems that you have indeed grown a lot in the past 20 years."

"However, it is still a bit short of defeating me with this kind of skill alone."

Looking at the sharp edge blooming in front of him, Mosang nodded approvingly, and the source of life turned into a belt floating around, wrapping around H. Walls' body like a spider's silk.

The phosphorous fire ignited instantly, and one after another burning wires fell on He Vors.

The hot green temperature burned the epidermis of He Vors, and the severe pain seemed to spread to the brain from all over the body.

Suppressing the pain in his body, H. Walls' arms did not tremble in the slightest, and his solid sharpness became brighter and brighter.

Staring at H. Walls who was carrying the phosphorous fire belt in front of him, Mosang paused, and the belt condensed with the source of life force danced to form a phosphorous fire shield to block him in front of him.

knife light fall

The phosphorous fire shield was cut in half in an instant, and it was less than a second of blocking time. Mosang moved his feet and used his skills to drag his old body to avoid the blade light by a tiny bit.

boom--

The blade fell to the ground, and the heavy gray stone floor, which was comparable to a high-hardness alloy, was cut off by the blade with dozens of meters of scars.

Avoiding He Vors' blade, more than a dozen phosphorous fire laces left by Mosang while evading were wrapped around He Vors' blade.

The flames spread, and the phosphorus fire that was about to decline burned violently again.

The high temperature of thousands of degrees burned the skin of He Vors into a piece of scorched black, and large pieces of scorched horniness fell to the ground and turned into fly ash.

"ended."

"Remember, never let your opponent get hold of your intentions in combat."

Looking at Hee Walls wrapped in phosphorous fire, Mosang shook his head slightly.

It has to be said that the speed, strength, etc. displayed by H. Walls in the battle just now were beyond his imagination, but it is clear that H. Worth hasn't learned too much in terms of skills.

But for the truly strong, the level of life and the source of life are of course the most important foundation.

But the extension of the way of skills will allow them to use the power of 1 to a terrifying increase of 5 or even 10.

Just when Mo Sang was about to extinguish the phosphorous fire, his originally calm eyes shrank suddenly, and his body instinctively avoided half a body to the side.

The dazzling blade flashed, and the blood spread from Mosang's shoulder to his arm.

"Technique—fluctlight!"

The blade of H. Walls flattened and flashed past Mosang, and when the afterimage dissipated, a crescent moon shone in the light of the fire and was cut into two halves.

"how can that be?!"

Mosang dragged his injured arm and struggled to resist the stormy slash of H. Walls.

A pair of compound eyes fixedly stared at H. Walls, who had almost peeled off a layer of skin in front of him. The pink flesh and blood on his body slowly squirmed, and the scorched black skin faded and replaced with a thin layer of brand new skin tissue.

Sword Light Instant Cut

Mosang's bee wings trembled, and the source of life pulled the phosphorous powder to form circles of flame belts to block the blade light.

Under the control of Mosang, the laces are either weird and unpredictable, or dense like rain.

In the case of an arm injury and an old age whose vitality is far inferior to that of H. Walls, Mosang still relied on the skills he had honed over the years to stop the full-strength attack of H. Walls.

Looking at Mosang who used the ashes to rekindle the phosphorus fire belt again and again to reduce consumption and maintain oppression.

H. Walls looked faintly anxious, and the afterimage of the sharp blade in his hand disappeared, and he could only see the sharp edge that roared past and spread to the surroundings.

Amidst the flying knife light, a thought flashed in H. Worth's mind, and the fluttering light bloomed again.

Under the sharp edge, the diffuse light of the knife seemed to be drawn and turned into a flower of the blade to cover Mosang.

Facing the fluctlight that suddenly sharpened sharply, Mosang had no choice but to mobilize all the remaining life force in his body. The dark green phosphorous fire rose like a dragon and burned all the blades. At the same time, Mosang also sat powerlessly on the spot .

"Concentrate your own slashes in one style, forming a continuous storm-like offensive..."

"Even if the enemy can block the attack, it is at the cost of consuming a lot of life force."

"A good one."

Mo Sang looked at He Walls with emotion, and he seemed to see his own shadow more than 200 years ago in He Walls.

However, compared to him who was born in the Phosphorus bee family, Huo Walls who was born in the gray-striped bee family obviously surpassed him by a lot in terms of individual life potential.

It's just the excellent recovery ability shown by the phosphohume just now, not to mention the gray-striped bee clan who is a flat race, even the geniuses of the heavy phosphorus bee clan who barely rank among the middle races, don't have such excellent recovery ability.

"Hey Walls, congratulations on passing the trial!"

"Starting today, you will be a noble, brave and fearless royal guard!"

Mo Sang stood up slowly, mustering the last bit of strength in his body to spread the sound to the entire trial field.

In an instant, as Mo Sang's voice fell, thousands of aliens erupted into a roar like a tsunami.

"H. Walls!"

"H Walls!!"

All the guards of the Ping nationality shouted excitedly at H. Walls. As a resident of the bottom of the country of bees, H. Worth, who became the royal guard as the gray-striped bee clan, is their hero.

What's more, H. Walls became the royal guard after completing an almost impossible trial.

Judging from the battle just now, He Vorth's end point will definitely not be just an ordinary royal guard. Benefit.

On the proving ground, when Mo Sang took off the black gold armor that represented the royal guard, and put it in his hand.

H. Walls raised the sharp knife in his hand and shouted hoarsely.

For a time, the entire proving ground turned into a sea of ​​catharsis.

"The way of technology"

On the high platform, Yang Sen ignored the excited Ping nationality guards around him, and his eyes fell on Mo Sang, who was bent down.

In the battle just now, if He Walls hadn't used the many reagents he provided in advance, the probability of winning the battle might be less than [-]%.

This Mosang's life level is only at the sixth level, and his old body has greatly reduced the intensity of his life force, but even so, he has always firmly taken the initiative throughout the battle.

If it hadn't been for Hee Walls' breakthrough in the end, the wave of light pulling the sword light all over the sky consumed all of Mosang's life force.

I am afraid this battle will continue for some time.

And what caused all this is the so-called Dao of Skill.

The blood dragon tooth beast and the dark black lizard could not resist together, He Vors, faced with an old warrior whose life source strength was similar to that of the two after using the blood submersible reagent, but he had to rely on the reagent to get away with it.

"This so-called technique is getting more and more interesting."

The corners of Yang Sen's mouth curled up, and his eyes fell on the excited H. Walls.

After learning about H. Worth's past along the way, a plan has begun to be constructed and perfected deep within him.

(End of this chapter)