Life in a different world begins with hidden strength

Chapter 51 Conditions for launching Space Slash
It's definitely not flesh and blood, it feels more like extremely hard metal. The slash left only a shallow mark on the iron-gray area.

Mrs. Bachi grinned, raised her hand to grab something in the air, and her eyes kept chasing Apan's movement.

Pandaren's movements are too agile and elegant. Wherever it passes, it will even leave an afterimage that is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Once again finding the right moment, Apan appeared beside Mrs. Bachi, shook his shoulders, and waved his double blades.

Splitting Light can only be used three times to slash Yin Fei.

Apan can use it six times with one hand and eleven times with two hands.

As the slashing trajectories were perfectly superimposed, the sword light's difficult advance gradually accelerated.

Mrs. Bashiku's neck split open at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, less than one-fifth of it was left, and the power of the slashing force finally failed.

She stared viciously at the figure in front of her that was surrounded by thunder. Her long black hair suddenly grew suddenly, like a living creature attacking her opponent. She raised her hands to steady her neck. No blood came out of the broken neck, and the squirming roots tried to reconnect.

At this moment, the choice lies before Apan.

Perform a last-ditch attack to secure victory. Or, look for opportunities after breaking through.

The battle situation is changing rapidly, and there is little time for thinking and entanglement, only subconscious decisions.

Pandaren are not as reckless by nature as bearmen, and are more prone to the caution of felines. If the attack fails, retreat immediately to avoid yourself being injured as much as possible.

Before the black hair approached, Apan had already retreated ten meters away and continued to wander around looking for opportunities.

Mrs. Bachi's face twisted and roared, her white top hat fell off, her ash-colored skin melted, and her body began to swell. Soon, the white dress burst.

Her true form is a magic tree, and her transformation into a human form is just a disguise.

Many strong aliens are happy to maintain a human-like image on a daily basis, believing that the human form is a form that evolves towards the path of wisdom and is more conducive to active thinking.

However, the weak human form is not conducive to the full use of power.

The black hair turned into vines, extending outward crazily.

Apan quickly cut off the incoming vines. Although it is also very hard, it is far inferior to the strength of the main body, and it is not thick enough.

Mrs. Bachi's lower limbs turned into tangled tree roots. With every step he took, the ground shook slightly.

A woman's facial features appeared on the tree trunk, her large saw-toothed mouth opened, and she kept letting out an unpleasant, high-pitched howl. In an unknown language, the released thoughts roughly mean: "Ah, I'm going to hang you all!"

The wail of the dryad is a sonic attack that can affect a person's mental stability and lead to abnormal performance.

Apan's soul necklace provides valuable resistance, and he is very strong, so he is almost unaffected.

Yin Fei felt dizzy and almost fell down.

"Just be quiet." Mi Jia'an felt irritated.

The extremely contracted gravitational waves converge into invisible whips. Wave it gently and cut through the air silently. The thick tree trunk, which six or seven people could not hug, broke apart. Smooth cut, so flat that no millimeter-level unevenness can be seen.

The effect of Gravity Whip to produce Space Slash needs to meet a prerequisite.

Whip Tail must attack the weak points of space! Otherwise it will just cause a gravitational explosion, knocking the attack target away.

Cutting open space is no easy task! Every time the thickness of space doubles, the energy required to destroy it increases by more than ten times.

Simple gravitational waves are difficult to affect space. Only through continuous condensation until the gravitational waves become a line thinner than a hair.

Between swings, the principle of increasing speed of the long whip is relied upon to further concentrate the power on the tail part of the whip.

Use the line to break the surface, and finally hit the blow that cuts the space!
Mi Jiaan has been waiting for Mrs. Bachi to enter the weak point in the space and win it in one fell swoop.

However, in the eyes of the two people around him, he won too easily. Apan's full blow from close range was not even able to cut off the tree demon's neck.

Mi Jiaan waved his hand from a distance and cut off a tree trunk that was many times thicker!

The obvious absolute gap is so large that it goes beyond common sense...

Yinfei seemed to understand the reason why Apan asked the young master not to use spells during the competition.

No matter how hard the material is, it cannot block the slash that tears apart the space. If the material plane is a painting, Space Slash is like tearing up the painting, and nothing in the painting will be spared...

The monster that was broken into two parts was still struggling tenaciously. The breath is weakening rapidly, but it seems that he will not die for a while. Dark juice continued to seep from the fracture, and a fishy smell filled the air.

Mi Jiaan put his hands behind his hands and stared coldly: "The plan has changed, the target may be difficult, you stay outside! Apan, you are responsible for protecting Yinfei's safety."

"Yes, Master..." The Pandaren secretly regretted and scratched his ears.

Yin Fei watched Mi Jia'an jump away and didn't feel worried.

If Apan's existence is the peak she admires, and she can hope to climb to the same height in her lifetime, Mi Jia'an's existence is the incomprehensible sun...

There must be a lot of traps and ambushes in the cave.

In particular, these people are not just a mob. There are spellcasters hidden among them, and their methods and tricks will only increase.

Mi Jia'an, a skilled artist, is bold and fearless. At worst, he would give up rescuing the hostages and release the magic power in his body to fly up the entire hill.

Yin Fei is too weak and will be in trouble if she accidentally gets hit.

Besides, it’s hard to attack indiscriminately when someone is around...

Mi Jiaan slowly floated forward without touching the ground, letting go of his mind to sense the enemy's breath.

The qi and blood near the entrance of the cave fluctuate, forming an angle.

The moment he entered, two arrows suddenly shot out.

The arrowhead glowed with a faint luster, and was most likely smeared with deadly poison.

It was about to hit, but in the next second it just penetrated deeply into the hard rock ground.

It's just an illusion that deceives vision.

Use the simple principle of light refraction to stagger the true orientation.

Mi Jia'an had a thought, and the two gangsters hiding in the dark flew toward him uncontrollably. Before they could get close enough, they drew their swords and struck continuously.

The quality of the sword energy converted from high-purity magic power is still higher than that of battle energy!

The limbs of the two gangsters were neatly broken, and the wounds burst into blood. For a moment, his vision was stained with a faint red color.

The field formed by the mental shield prevents blood stains on the body. The fighting energy covering the body has the same effect.

Mi Jiaan lowered his head and looked at his feet. The length of the ground part of the arrow was nearly one meter!
How could the bed crossbow, which is usually only seen on the top of the city, appear in the bandit's lair? You know, the circulation of large ordnance will be subject to the strictest control!
Mi Jia'an didn't bother to delve into it, so he casually waved the gravity whip and swept it wantonly.

The earth shook and mountains shook, and large areas of rubble collapsed.

Neither trap nor ambush meant anything anymore.

The explosion of alchemical mines was filled with smoke, the whooshing sound of cold arrows was masked by the sound of falling gravel, and the ground spike trap was buried.

When the dust cleared, he flashed and rushed into the corridor.

(End of this chapter)