Traveling through Dungeons and Warriors

Chapter 206 The True Test (3) Bloody Battle Elite

Sure enough, before Spark climbed up a few more steps, he saw another platform. If the Stru Mountains were formed artificially or naturally, it would always make people climb a certain distance and there would be a contrasting landscape. Open ground.Spark, who participated in the test, also knew that the next wave of Bantu fighters was about to appear after seeing the flat ground.As if to confirm what Sparke thought, the moment Sparke stepped onto the flat ground, he heard only a few roars, but after Sparke took these things lightly, he felt much more relaxed. After all, there were only a dozen Bantu warriors in front of him. .

The Bantu warriors who appeared were different from the ones Spark had encountered just now, wearing a blue waistcoat and a pair of red trousers, so Spark had to admire that the Bantu were really a race that lived in the snow-capped mountains for thousands of years. Dare to show your breasts in such a cold weather!" Looking at the eight-pack abs of these Bantu warriors, Spark asked: "Big brothers, how can I be as big and strong as you?"

"Outsiders die!" Obviously, these Bantu fighters didn't pay attention to Spark's gag. With a roar, Spark saw a phantom and was punched in the face by the Bantu fighter who came close to him. superior.

"Oh!" Spark, whose left side of his face suddenly swelled up, hastily stepped back a few meters and scolded: "I always heard that you people in the backcountry are not qualified. I didn't believe it at first, but now it seems that you really are like this, I don't know Hitting people doesn't hurt the face, is it the principle that hitting the face hurts self-esteem?" Although he cursed, Spark also pulled out the Colt automatic pistol from his waist, and shot a Bantu warrior at the front.

With a sound of "Bang!", the bullet sprayed blood, but before Spark was happy with the blow, the Bantu warrior who was hit by the bullet seemed to be fine, and his pace of rushing towards Spark remained unchanged. .

"What's the matter?" Spark was taken aback for a moment, only feeling his cheeks burning hot, and he dodged a heavy punch, sweating immediately, thinking: "The speed of these guys is obviously different from those before. It can escape my eyes, and these guys obviously have long-range superpower skills, this is difficult!" The so-called long-range superpower is the superpower state that is activated when facing damage from long-range attacks such as bullets or magic , although this state is not as sharp as the full-time domineering body, it just restrains Spark. After all, most of the killer moves of the roaming gunman are on the shooting of firearms.

"Big brother, isn't it just a test, why are you so serious? You still slapped me in the face!" Spark began to complain. To be honest, he was still very dissatisfied with the way the Bantu people were treated.

"Hmph! The test is equal to a battle. Now you are equivalent to the enemy invading my Bantu territory, and you will definitely be killed! Look at the strength of my Bantu elite fighters!" Just now, he gave Spark a sudden attack. After punching hard, this person also self-reported his family name to solve Spark's doubts.

"Let me go, I said how to dress well and have a good figure, and your strength is also much stronger. You are elite!" Spark said while rubbing his swollen cheeks: "Since your shots are so fierce, then Don't blame me for being ruthless!" After finishing speaking, Spark put the Colt automatic pistol back on his waist, facing the elite Bantu warriors with long-range overlord body, this gun became a burden instead.

"It's so good! Look at the trick!" The man listened to Spark's threatening words, but he didn't show the slightest fear. Instead, his eyes shone with excitement, and then his whole body turned into an afterimage. Parker in his arms. "Hug, hug, hug! The girl I hugged bent over with a smile!" I saw the elite Bantu fighters singing a swaying folk song while squeezing Spark's body with both arms, and at the same time the muscles all over his body melted Harder than rock hit Spark.

"Ouch! Ouch!" Sparke screamed again and again after being hugged like this, and even cursed: "I hugged your grandma so badly! Did you stay here all year round and never see women? Have you learned how to play Back Mountain?" But before Spark could swear more, the elite Bantu warrior kicked his knee on Spark's lower abdomen, causing Spark to lie down on the ground with his teeth bared and his mouth cracked. , but this is not over yet, as early as when Spark was restrained, other elite Bantu fighters had already surrounded him, and the moment Spark lay down on the ground, another person directly grabbed Spark's shoulders , abruptly fell over the shoulder.

"Bang!" With a sound, Spark came into close contact with the hard snow again, "Oh!" With a cry of pain, Spark felt as if his back was about to be disconnected.And another elite Bantu fighter has already stepped forward. "No, if this continues, I will be directly crushed to death!" Spark, who was in severe pain, was quick to wit, and he circled on the spot and shouted: "Look at the trick, roaming technical reform, get up and kick!" Without making any preparatory movements at all, the explosive power of blood energy and mind energy mixed with his legs directly used a gorgeous Thomas roundabout.

"Hmm!" These elite Bantu fighters were already surrounded by Spark. At this time, they were caught off guard by Spark's sudden trouble, and they all took a step back. A roll, out of the situation of being surrounded.

Wiping away a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, Spark also revealed a look of excitement at this time, and then swept away his sleeve to reveal the ghost hand on his right arm. The blood energy was running wildly at this moment, and he stretched out his fingers to move towards the dozen or so elite Bantu warriors. Liao waved provocatively and said, "Come again!"

"Hey, you want to die!" The Bantu people are all paranoid militants, and now they are naturally furious at Spark's provocation, and a dozen people turned into phantoms and rushed towards Spark.

"Don't you know how to dominate the body from a distance? I'll use physical skills to play with you!" Seeing that Spark didn't even look at the elite Bantu fighters rushing over, he raised his foot and shouted: "Look at the trick, kick it in an instant!" At the same time, the blood energy and mind energy are gathered in the right leg and kicked out.

With a sound of "Boom!", more than a dozen elite Bantu fighters flew backwards like an explosion, and Spark also yelled, "It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!" It was huge, but the attack on more than a dozen elite Bantu fighters at the same time made Spark feel as if he had kicked on an iron plate.

"Scared? Can you still stand up?" I have to admire these elite Bantu fighters, who can still struggle to stand up after receiving a full blow from Spark, but this is also in line with Spark's appetite, after all, he was abused just now. The tragedy aroused the bloodthirsty character in Spark, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, Spark raised his fist and rushed again.

(End of this chapter)