Game of Destiny: This player is different

Breaking through the thick fog and reuniting.

Windbreaker, trousers, long leather boots, round-brimmed felt hat.

Qin Nuo, dressed in black, COSPALY Yan Shuangying, stood on the handle of Jiutian Longhunguan gun with one foot in the shape of a golden rooster standing alone.

The PEKO mask on his face showed no sadness or joy, and no expression could be seen.

Feng Yizhou, Criminal Police ABC, the fraudster, the male and female evil, the melon-eating passerby, Luo Zimo who vomited blood, and Huang Xingyan who was slightly sober, all quietly watched the man who suddenly appeared.

The rustling wind blew, the atmosphere became depressing and solemn, and tense and bizarre music seemed to echo in the air.

Thump thump thump, thump thump thump, thump thump thump...

Hundreds of eyes looked at Qin Nuo's pocket.

The latter silently raised his right hand, took out the mobile phone that was playing the BGM "Ghost is Coming" from the pocket of his windbreaker, and pressed the pause button.

Then, as if nothing had happened, he continued to stand with his hands behind his back calmly.

"Who... are you?"

Feng Yizhou asked everyone's questions.

Qin Nuo turned his head slightly and glanced at the square-faced police officer, but he hadn't spoken yet.

A gust of wind that almost tore the air apart came.

It was the female fishman.

Angry at Qin Nuo's interruption, she raised the giant harpoon high and smashed it down with the force of a mountain.

"Hmph!"

The latter snorted coldly, as if disdainful or contemptuous.

Then he bent his knees slightly, jumped high, and easily avoided the attack.

The heavy harpoon hit the ground, splashing a lot of smoke and dust.

The Nine Heavens Dragon Soul was also affected by the force, spinning in the air.

While the opponent's old strength had just been exhausted and the new strength had not yet been generated, Qin Nuo stepped on [Tiyunzong], stepped on it in a series of kicks to change his position and retrieved his weapon.

The Yang Qi was concentrated on the spear tip through the palm, and stabbed straight at the female fishman.

Just like in martial arts novels, the heroes would recite two sentences of classical Chinese before making a move, making themselves look very noble.

Qin Nuo, who has now given himself the persona of an unknown master, naturally followed suit.

He was just reciting poems while attacking fiercely.

"Xuetian, let's go together.

You curled a line.

I curled a pit."

The vigorous and powerful recitation accompanied by the strange modern poem that made no sense suddenly double the momentum of Jiutian Longhunguan.

The black spear shaft was like a blue dragon emerging from the water, pushing the silver-white spear tip straight into the sky.

Although the female fishman was big and strong, as strong as an ox, her physique and strength were much better than Qin Nuo.

But her movements were too slow, and she was stabbed in the shoulder by the spear just as she was about to raise the harpoon to resist.

The spear blade with surging Yang energy directly pierced through the female fishman's solid skin and pierced into her shoulder blade.

Qin Nuo turned his wrist, twisted and retracted the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul, and brought out a large amount of green blood.

Sudden and severely injured,

the female fishman roared and roared, and swung her free arm to smash.

However, Qin Nuo, whose perception attribute was increased to 10 points (temporarily increased by 2 points after the title skill was activated), had already expected this move.

Using the energy block of [Tiyunzong] as a prelude, he kicked back and pulled the distance between the two sides.

During the backward flight, he used the tip of the spear to touch the ground and twisted his body, rotating and climbing up, so that he was above the fishman.

Seizing the opportunity when the opponent did not react in time, he pressed his arm hard, using the spear as a stick to smash hard.

The female fishman's head was struck by lightning.

"The head is hard."

Feeling the recoil force from the palm, Qin Nuo shouted.

The muscles in both arms were tense, and the Nine Yang Manual's Yang Qi was instantly full.

Regardless of the numbness in the palm of his hand, he shook the gun and retracted the tip of the gun.

Then he rushed forward and made a series of attacks like a storm.

Stab, stab, smack, slam, entangle, circle, block, grab, pounce, tap, and flick.

Shot after shot, as fast as thunder and lightning.

In terms of pure strength, Qin Nuo is not as good as the tall and mighty fishman.

But in terms of speed and agility, he can beat the opponent by two streets.

The clumsy female fishman was forced into a mess by the continuous offensive, and she couldn't hide or block.

The disadvantages continued to magnify, and she was completely in a situation of being beaten.

And...

Qin Nuo didn't have the demeanor of a master in fighting.

He specifically attacked the weak parts such as the eyes, mouth, nose, armpits, throat, and lower three roads.

In the middle of the fight, he would either take out his automatic rifle and fire a round of shots.

Or he would throw two Molotov cocktails for physical and magical attacks.

The key point is that he specifically threw them at the crotch of the female fishman.

So dark and cruel...

Finally,

The male fishman who was stepping on Luo Zimo couldn't stand it anymore.

He kicked the human under his feet away, raised the anchor and rushed over to help.

One man and two fishes fought in a melee, and the sky was dark, the sky collapsed, the earth was turned upside down, the sky was shaking and the rocks were broken, and the sky was heading...

Ahem, in short, the whole field was dusty and sandy.

Roars and screams were mixed, and the explosionExplosions and flames flew together.

Luo Zimo, who had saved his life, was about to take out the micro-healing potion to drink.

Seeing the battle getting more and more intense, he endured the pain of torn internal organs and ribs, and rolled to the lakeside to take refuge, almost falling into the lake.

The tourists lying on the ground pretending to be dead found that the black-clothed man who came out in the middle of the journey did not care about the possibility of innocent people being injured.

He quickly got up from the ground and hid far away, fearing that the three great immortals would be affected by the fight.

Huang Xingyan, who had regained consciousness a little, was stunned by the melee in front of him.

What happened?

Who is this black-clothed man?

Why is he holding a spear in one hand and a rifle in the other?

Yan Shuangying, who practices both magic and martial arts?

He plays very well.

As a perceptual player, she can see more clearly than everyone else present.

The battle seemed to be a chaotic battle, and it was very lively.

In fact, it was just two murlocs swinging and hitting around, unable to touch Qin Nuo at all.

After watching the battle for a long time, he had understood the enemy's strengths and weaknesses and had already conceived a battle plan before he made a move.

With the magical skill [Tiyunzong] that can go up and down, high or low,

As long as he is not arrogant, there is no possibility of being hurt by the murlocs.

In addition, there are Nine Heavenly Dragon Souls nearby, and automatic rifles, grenades, Molotov cocktails and other attack methods from a distance.

Equipped with the keen observation brought by high perception and the dynamic vision increased by the title skill, isn't it like playing to control two clumsy murlocs?

If you can't beat this, delete the account and start over.

Finally, the male murloc, whose old injuries have not healed and new injuries have been added, was careless.

He was accidentally injured by the giant harpoon of the female murloc and was the first to be eliminated.

Lying on the shore with his legs spread out, like a catfish out of water, he fluttered a few times and stopped moving.

The situation returned to 1V1.

The female fishman, with green blood oozing from many places, had anger in her eyes.

She wanted to tear the spinal creature in front of her into pieces and crush it into minced meat.

However, the opposite happened.

No matter how she attacked, she couldn't touch the opponent.

Looking at this guy, it seems that he still has some strength left.

If she continued to fight like this, she would die of exhaustion before she killed the opponent.

The female fishman rolled her eyes and stepped back.

She didn't want to fight anymore and was ready to retreat.