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Chapter 10 Deeply on the Tao

Wu Mingkong had died countless times, and each time he died in a different way.

This crazy Taoist can be said to be proficient in all eighteen martial arts, Wu Mingkong can only be beaten passively, but he is dying, Wu Mingkong also discovered that the strength of this crazy Taoist is actually similar to him, but there is one thing, Wu Mingkong is simply incomparable.

That's the skill of the madman.

Anyway, all kinds of grappling techniques, body shape and footwork, knives, guns, swords and halberds can be said to be a crazy old man who can be said to be at his fingertips. He is just like Chen Sir, the master of weapons. null.

It's just that Wu Mingkong died a lot, and he gradually became a little resistant to the moves of the mad Taoist, and gradually he was able to fight the mad Taoist with a few moves.

For example, in the area of ​​palm technique, it is actually relatively easy to play three to five rounds.

"That is to say, I have to beat the mad Taoist in terms of skills before I can kill?" Wu Mingkong was thinking, and then got stabbed by the mad Taoist, but he didn't care, and subconsciously kicked the mad Taoist Kicked over.

It's just that before the kick was hit, the madman chopped off his head, and his eyes went dark.

He didn't know how many times he died again, Wu Mingkong felt that his skills hadn't improved at all, he just died a lot.

"No, my skills haven't improved much, but my body is almost out of instinct." Wu Mingkong was a little speechless, and subconsciously punched the crazy Taoist on the cheek.

This made Wu Mingkong a little confused: "What the hell is this? I punched subconsciously."

The mad Taoist who was slapped in the face swept his legs, Wu Mingkong jumped, stepped on the mad Taoist's leg joint with his right foot, and then stepped forward with his left foot, trying to kick the mad Taoist's head.

It's just that this crazy Taoist was faster, throwing a throwing knife directly took Wu Mingkong's brain out.

With Wu Mingkong's death again and again, his body's instincts have really formed little by little. The behavior method does not go through the brain. As long as he sees it, the body will quickly react according to the optimal solution in memory to resist. Danger arrives next.

Of course, this situation will only be formed when Wu Mingkong has no time to react, and it is an instinctive phenomenon controlled by Wu Mingkong's subjective consciousness.

Probably because there are so many ways to die, and they all figured out how to die later.

"This is called automatic combat." Wu Mingkong raised his leg and kicked at the madman's Xiasanlu. Wu Mingkong couldn't help complaining, then uppercuted, bowed and sprinted, and another straight punch hit the madman precisely. The right eye of the Taoist, and then turned sideways to avoid the throwing knife of the crazy Taoist.

Then the mad Taoist pulled out the soft sword from his waist, a sword owl's head.

"I made a mistake, I didn't escape the soft sword."

Wu Ming, who has died a lot, has been able to suppress the mad Taoist who started with the palm technique in the first few rounds, and then dodged the flying knife. The next soft sword requires a certain skill. It depends on the probability. Occasionally he can dodge it. The first sword of the soft sword is the owl's head, but the next long sword Wu Mingkong is not very sure.

Moreover, the skills of this crazy Taoist are increasing step by step. At the beginning, the palm technique is the simplest, followed by the kick technique. Throwing knives depend on your eyesight. , if you see Qian Yao, then the throwing knife is for nothing.

And Ruanjian was a bit unexpected, Wu Mingkong was not only headed by Ruanjian, but also cut in the waist. It felt like life was worse than death. Fortunately, the mad Taoist made quick moves and sent him to start again.

The long sword and short knife are extremely fast, like a storm, while the heavy sword and ring head knife are powerful and heavy, and they have no consciousness at all when they die.

The most uncomfortable thing is the long whip. Not only does the attack have a long distance, but it is also aimed at the neck. When you flick it, it directly wraps around the neck and makes you suffocate. Wu Mingkong doesn't want to experience this feeling for the second time. Daoist Crazy Slashing in the Half can still make up for him. This long whip is really strangled to death. Now it feels like Wu Mingkong doesn't want to try it a second time.

"The weirder the weapon, the faster the death." Anyway, during this period, Wu Mingkong's death can be summed up as a set of how to die in a quick way without pain.

It's just that there are too many deaths, and the proficiency of Wu Mingkong's counter instinct is also rising.

Now I can dodge the soft sword, dodge the long sword and short knife, punch him dozens of punches before the madman takes out the epee nine-ring knife, and then give him a kick while taking the long whip. He took out the mandarin duck ax from his arms and shot it at the crazy Taoist's head.

Of course, you can’t make mistakes during this period, and each attack of the madman will not be in order, but will be based on the situation. Wu Mingkong once thought of using the same routine to kill the madman, but every time the madman attacks The hands are the same, but the subsequent moves are all different, which makes it impossible for Wu Mingkong to use repeated land reclamation to kill the crazy Taoist.

"By the way, you've been fighting with me for so long, where did you get these things from?" Wu Mingkong couldn't help complaining about the halberd that the crazy Taoist took out from his arms, and then gave him a halberd against his chest. fist.

Crazy Daoist retreated three steps in a row by this punch. The halberd was originally a weapon on horseback, but it seemed a bit long when fighting on foot. Moreover, Crazy Daoist was not the kind of tall horse, so at this time The euphorbia became a drag instead.

When Wu Mingkong saw this, he also knew that this was an opportunity.

Stepping forward, he first punched the crazy man on the nose, which made the crazy man blush, followed by a slack kick that bent his body into a prawn.

Under the severe pain up and down, the crazy Taoist subconsciously let go and bent down. Wu Mingkong directly grabbed the bent crazy Taoist's hair, and his knee was directly facing the crazy Taoist's face for a while.

Seeing that the mad Taoist was being chased and beaten directly, his face was full of peach blossoms, before he could sigh, another heart-warming kick kicked the mad Taoist and stumbled backwards.

Wu Mingkong picked up the halberd that fell on the ground with quick eyesight and quick hands. Although he didn't know how to use weapons, it didn't mean he didn't know how to use them.

Holding the halberd, he slashed at the crazy Taoist who hadn't reacted yet, and this position was Wu Mingkong's favorite part to hit, the neck.

This slash was powerful and heavy, and it directly chopped the crazy Taoist through.

Seeing the two balls of light bursting out from the crazy Taoist, Wu Mingkong threw the halberd and sat down on the ground.

The kill this time was purely due to luck. If it wasn't for various chances and coincidences that made the madman mistakenly use the eucalyptus, a weapon that is not suitable for foot combat, Wu Mingkong would probably have to continue to die.

Although Wu Mingkong has been making progress, there is still a big gap between him and the crazy Taoist.

"The dungeon at the level of deathmatch is really terrifying. Fortunately, it can be resurrected infinitely." Wu Mingkong panted heavily, and said with some lingering fear.

　I finally signed a contract to change my status, and finally became a real street writer
　　
　
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