The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

If you only look at the appearance, the dirty coat is full of dust, the blond hair is messy, and there are patches on the clothes. This is a rotten alcoholic can be found in any bar.

However, when he stood there and yawned and licked his ears, there was no image at all, but it gave a sense of distance that could not be crossed. It took three minutes, and witnesses still had no one to dare to go half a step. .

Everyone instinctively got a warning, maybe he looks safe now, but as long as he stepped forward, he will be attacked and cut off.

"It's the worst opponent, Carlo...no, Juggernaut Roland!"

Barton shouted the name from his teeth, but what followed was the war of the sky. Perhaps it was this man who taught his sword skills, but he has been unhappy for a long time, maybe this is his own Revenge and hate... the chance to overcome him.

The future **** of war is full of blood, unabashedly releasing the killing intention. Perhaps the road to hindrance is a hindrance to others. For him, it is a chance to challenge himself for a lifetime.

"...Hurry up, let's go together, I'm going to hurry back and rest."

When I talked about gossip, I didn’t look at myself and the emotions of contempt were full.

"The strength does not know how to imitate, but the essence of the pumping, but the imitation is real!"

Barton took the lead without hesitation, and when he shot, he started to spin in the same place, and once again turned into a blade of storm.

He knows that in the face of this person, even if it is just a projection, there can be no slack, and a shot is a trick.

"Carol is not a mage? Is this thing the most powerful warrior in Barton's memory? Why is he?"

How can the same mercenary not know this person, drink alcohol and brag together, although it has recently shown the identity of his necromancer, it seems to be very high. Although I don't know why his replicas appear here, no one thinks that Barton will lose.

After all, according to common sense, people's energy is limited, and Carlo's voice is very young, and it is not a long-lived species. It is rare to be able to make achievements on the one hand, and don't even think about what to do. Old Barton has been immersed in martial arts for at least thirty years.

"Maybe. It's a mistake. Old Barton is not always worried about his daughter being taken away by Carlo. In a sense, the son-in-law is indeed the strongest opponent of every daughter-controlled father-in-law. Well, and it is always One day will defeat the enemy."

Some people are talking about the wind, some people are shocked or worried, and those who really know that person know how worried people will be when they appear in the opponent's camp.

At this time, Timiret’s calculations all stopped, and he looked at the situation in front of him with anxiety and asked Catalina.

"This spiritual creature should not be able to fully imitate it. Is there a ceiling or limit?"

"This is originally a facility for the martial arts to practice martial arts. The artificial spiritual creatures can't control the elements. It is impossible to use magic. This should be considered as a limit. The upper limit is also available. This equipment has limited capabilities and can only simulate the legendary level. The power of the martial arts, but the martial arts data can extract the memory of the target mind, but also the essential record from the spiritual world, almost completely simulated ... In fact, it does not matter, how can ordinary legends be the opponent of the father of Juggernaut! Carlo, he is a sick man."

Katrina is confident in her father. In particular, Carlo's physical weakness is a reality, and her strength is not as good as her. A little bit of hard work is called bitter.

Martial arts must be based on the body. In the final analysis, martial arts is a kind of technique that strengthens the body and uses the body. It is limited to natural differences. The goblin can't win the giant in the way of how to practice the sword. Then, the body of the car is weak. The conditions are certainly not enough to threaten the father.

Pre-war calculations are always good. The simulation ability of this martial art has both limitations and upper limits, and there is an inevitable upper energy limit. It should have been a good thing, but Catalina said that Timiret is the bitter face. Inferred from the intelligence just learned, he has no expectations for the breakthrough.

"...It seems that there is no other way than the energy of the spiritual creatures."

"Not at all, Carlo is very weak..."

The words did not fall, and Barton, who had high hopes, flew directly.

"Boom!"

The floor tile was directly opened, the head of the bald head was damaged, the tiger's mouth was broken, and the wound was not light, and his opponent stood there with a wooden stick, and his eyes closed as if he were going to fall asleep.

"How did you do it?"

In the eyes of everyone, in the battle, Barton originally occupied an overwhelming advantage and initiative, the spiritual Roland just could not retreat, the whirlwind is about to tear it, and the next moment, but Barton fell back.

In Timierite's recorder, the scene was just replayed, but it still had no gains. After the tens of times of slowing down, he saw it.

"Looking at all the movements of the other party in the high-speed rotation, inducing others to dig the sword and digging the pit, and then inducing the opponent to step into his pit, just moving the position to induce the opponent to self-extinguish, this gap between combat skills and experience is too much Obviously...but since they are all seen through, the sword is not stopped, why is it so troublesome, watching this spirit body not only inherits the combat experience of that person, but also inherits the distorted character of that person."

At the bottom of my heart, the strange character of that person, Timiret’s face is full of seriousness, and the chance of victory is in front of him, but it is stopped here, naturally it is very uncomfortable.

"Maybe, the worst opponent we have ever met."

"My father is obviously a sword saint. Isn't it the ability of Juggernaut to have a leap-level challenge among the warriors?"

Katrina is not proficient in martial arts, but she is able to compare data and data. In her memory as a bark girl, there are many legends in which Juggernaut wins and wins.

"Jian Sheng? Oh, the one standing opposite, perhaps the strongest Juggernaut of Ai Xi in the past three hundred years."

Timiret, who is helpless, is not exaggerated. With the establishment of the Hades, a lot of intelligence has been decrypted within the Gentlemen's Union, even if he is shocked by someone's inhuman experience.

"Have you heard of Honglian Sword St. Adam? Well, that is the one who regards the most powerful Juggernaut in the future. He is also a strong competitor of the strongest human..."

Speaking of this, I found that everyone was staring at him, and Timilet was paused. She was worried about speaking out against morale, and worried that there would be people stupid to go to provocation, and finally decided to continue.

"...The mentor of Honglian Juggernaut is the person in front of him, and he has taught the most powerful Juggernaut of the present. Since the copying body has copied his bad character and swordsmanship, you say that than the sword, who can win? he."

This time, let alone the mercenaries are scared, that is, Barton himself is dumbfounded. He does not know that he actually has such a well-known brother, but he does not know that the "young people" who are so embarrassed are so "brilliant". The past.

"It is said that he practiced swordsmanship for one year and became a sword saint. The swordsmanship talent is as high as other people's swordsmanship. It can be imitated two times. It will be more than twenty kinds of swordsmanship and most conventional swordsmanship, even with apprentices. Three Juggernauts, such a presence, are you sure you can deal with him?"

Ok, this voice fell, and it suddenly went cold.

"You, let's go together."

The same discourse, different reactions, since the amazing strength has been put up, this time, no one dares to refute this man who is dressed as a gray cloak and thinks, and puts his forty-five feet to look up and force.

"...even that character is imitated, simply...no, completely imitated! Ha, we have hope! That Winston, there, you, take out the dignity of the legendary mercenary, go forward to challenge, right Just you alone."

"We don't need you to win, you try to use the big move to lose the other side, consuming the other's physical strength is enough."

While deploying, the instrument at Timiert's eyes has already given the results of the measurements.

"The fighting power... the **** of strength, agility, and physical strength are less than five. It will still be installed, and it will almost come to us."

Yes, since it is a replica of the real Roland as a template, it naturally replicates Roland’s state of poverty at this time, even if it can overcome the opponent by virtue of experience and skill, but the weak physical conditions can not bear much consumption. Instead of fighting against him in front, it is better to use his wheel to exhaust his strength.

The physical strength and energy of psionic creatures and elemental creatures are one thing. As long as they are exhausted, they will naturally disappear.

However, Winston, who had been placed high hopes, did not insist for half a minute, and was sent by a sword that had just flew overhead and just cut through the helmet.

"Swords are lost at the same time? Jianqi also needs physical expenditure. Don't go together, this will give him the opportunity to borrow and create chaos, we come one by one, since it is training equipment, then there must be no killing. Restrictions! There are restrictions on not being able to actively attack and leave this area."

Well, all the weaknesses have been guessed. This time, it is the turn of the spiritual Roland to show helpless smiles.

But before the next soldier executed this shameless plan, the old Barton, who was already injured, took the lead and rushed out. He did not intend to give up this rare challenge.

"You all retreat, this is my personal challenge!"

"The courage is commendable, and the effort to seize the opportunity to improve oneself is also commendable, but... as a commander-in-chief, it is completely unqualified."

At the bottom of my heart, Timiret shouted and cheered, although Barton’s answer had given him a lot of impressions in the examiner, but now that someone is willing to do the cannon fodder to consume the physical strength of the Spirit Juggernaut, Why not do it. (To be continued~^~)

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