About the brave man who became a thousand-year-old potato and ended up destroying the world

He didn't dare to hit that sword move easily, it could directly swallow his body.

He is not in the desert now, and he doesn't know what will happen if the gravel in this body runs out.

At the same time, Yayin and others had just moved to a relatively safe place outside the battlefield.

Bumikak had to carry out rescue operations. Yayin was now empty of magic power and couldn't help, so she could only worry about it.

"His sword must be scrapped," Yayin said. "The sword's ability is too incompatible with Liu Ji's."

"No, do you really want to defeat Wang Qi?" Mowente was surprised, "Let's go find Carly quickly. When we are ready, we should send a signal to the uncle to take us away."

"Run? Don't be stupid. Do you think we can still run away?" Ya Yin asserted categorically, "The prerequisite for running away is that he doesn't target us, but now his target is Liu Ji and me. .”

"This..." Mowente opened his mouth, but in the end he could only say a curse word, "Fuck, is that really him? Damn it."

Yayin did not speak, but silently took out a bottle of magic potion and drank it.

Mo Wente was flustered, and she was also flustered.

Defeat Wang Qi?Before, she wouldn't have dared to think about it.

However, things have come to this point, and fear and complaints are meaningless.

While drinking the potion, she carefully observed the battlefield above.

Although I don’t know how far Liu Ji can achieve it, but from the current point of view, they do not necessarily have no way to break the situation.

Just destroy that sword...

any idea……

have what……

Snapped!

The medicine bottle in Yain's hand fell to the ground.

"Mowente," she turned her head suddenly and pulled Mowente and said, "Take me to where you buy the knife! Now! As fast as possible!"

123. As long as you can hit one punch, you won’t miss all punches.

Liu Ji felt a little sore in his balls.

Although he practiced his boxing and kicking skills for more than ten days, it only lasted more than ten days.

Calling him a three-legged cat was enough to flatter him. Facing the man in front of him, he felt as clumsy as a bastard with only one leg.

He just wanted to punch Ya Jie Jie, but the opponent didn't give him this chance at all. No matter which direction he appeared from, the opponent would always notice it immediately and fight back with a knife, which made him extremely annoyed. .

As a result, from beginning to end, except for the initial punch, he never touched this guy's body again. Instead, the sand on his body was shaved off again.

But Liu Ji couldn't use much strength in the first punch because his upper and lower body were separated.

I regret it a little.

If he had known that it would be so difficult to punch him, Liu Ji should have found a way to hit him hard with the first punch.

Liu Ji was anxious here, but Wang Qi across from him looked calm and composed.

Liu Ji's fighting movements are so amateurish that he has no pressure to deal with them at all.

The arrows and spears of the hunters on the ground were like a steady drizzle of rain and had no effect on him at all.

He didn't even bother to look at them.

The Paladin and Summoner on the side were a little annoying, but they couldn't cause any substantial harm to him.

He is not anxious at all. If the fight continues like this, these people will always show their flaws due to accumulated fatigue, and he will definitely win in the end.

He chopped up the Holy Light's surprise attack with one sword, blew away the magic bullets with his backhand, and forced Liu Ji back again with a reverse blade round slash.

"Stop struggling, you have no chance of winning."

His husky voice preached a prophecy of victory.

"Instead of wasting time with me, how about dying quickly?"

Liu Ji didn't pay attention to him. He just flashed and appeared from the side of the man. He was close to the man's body and hit his waist with an uppercut.

"It's ridiculous," the man sneered, moved half a step back, and slashed with his backhand, forcing Liu Ji to dodge again.

However, this time, Liu Ji appeared behind the man.

Unfortunately, his fist was still too slow. The man's figure flashed forward for a distance in the air as if teleporting. He easily dodged his sneak attack this time. Two backhand swords forced him to duck away again.

"Tsk, bother, can't you just let me punch you?" Liu Ji frowned and complained.

"Heh, how about you let me strike with two swords first?" The man waved his heavy sword, casually swiping away all the harassing attacks from Snow and the hunters.

"If it's just two swords, it's not impossible," Liu Ji said, "But I don't believe you, so you should let me punch you first, right?"

"Do I just believe you?" The man sneered.

"No, how could a good young man like me lie to you?" Liu Ji grinned, "Look, you can't hit me now, and I can't hit you, so why don't you consider taking a punch from me? ?How about just treating it as an investment?”

"Okay, stop talking nonsense," the man obviously didn't buy it, "That move just now was a bit interesting. If you try more, maybe you can hit me?"

"Oh, really," Liu Ji's mouth twitched, "You can find a chance to kill me if you try a few more times, right?"

The attack method just now was something he had just come up with, but after using it, he found that it was even more dangerous than imagined.

If his second dodge was predicted, he might not have time to react and would be struck by two swords directly.

After all, he was still a rookie with too little actual combat experience. Fighting with such a seasoned fighter, Liu Ji felt like a fighting game rookie who could only do light punches and heavy kicks fighting against professional players.

At this moment, the man spoke again.

"Hey, have you rested enough?" He said, raising his sword again, "I've let you attack for so many rounds, it's almost my turn, right?"

"What..." Liu Ji was surprised.

However, the next moment, the man's figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Liu Jigang wanted to dodge, but he felt as if the man in front of him had skipped the frame. In the blink of an eye, the sword had already cut through his body.

Liu Ji could feel that with this cut, he lost at least half a kilogram.

"What the hell..." Liu Ji hurriedly stepped back, but unexpectedly the man suddenly chased after him like a maggot on his tarsus and struck with his sword again.

Liu Ji was so frightened that his hair stood on end, and he split himself in half instantly, barely able to escape the attack.

"Oh? It's interesting," the man chuckled, "So, how about this move."

As soon as he turned around, several phantoms instantly appeared in the air, rushing towards Liu Ji who had just dodged from all directions.

Liu Ji didn't dare to delay. He dodged several times in a blink of an eye, tossing and turning in the air, barely dodging the man's chops again and again.

But the opponent's speed and experience are much higher than his, and from time to time he can cut off two ounces of sand from him with one sword.

Liu Ji was entangled tightly by him, and he also became fierce, resisting the sword, trying to punch the man in exchange for injury.

However, the opponent just twisted slightly and easily dodged his attack, and even cut half a kilogram of sand from his body with a backhand cross cut.

"Damn it!" Liu Ji cursed secretly, and had no choice but to start running away again.

"No, sooner or later the sand on his body will be used up if this continues," Snow on the side also looked gloomy, "We have to consider other methods."

"What can we do?" Wei Luo asked on the side, "Another phase storm?"

"Good idea, but the problem is..." Snow glanced at the ground, "Damn it, where did Ya Yin go at this time?"

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"Oh!"

The old craftsman brought a basin of metal fragments that looked no different from the scraps of failed smelting to the table.

"Although it was made according to your requirements," the old craftsman scratched his head, "this method of directly melting it and pouring it into the water for disposal... To be honest, this is just a pot of scrap iron. It's really Is it useful?"

"That's enough, what I want is the metal itself," Yayin said, picking up the pot of metal, taking a deep breath, calling out the little magic power she had just recovered, and chanting softly.

As the fast and light mantra sounded, the pile of metal scraps immediately floated into the sky, spinning continuously in the air, and began to collide and rub against each other.

"Hey, Orichalcum Grinding Technique..." The old craftsman looked at the floating metal with some surprise, "I thought this magic had been lost."

"Huh? No way," Mowente on the side was a little surprised, "This spell is quite common in... uh, I mean, in my hometown?"

"Really, then maybe there is an orichalcum mine in your hometown," the old craftsman shrugged. "Anyway, in most places, since the orichalcum acquisition wave 300 years ago, the orichalcum on the market has basically disappeared. Basically no one can use it, and craftsmen in most places don’t know how to do it.”

"Orichalcum acquisition wave?" Mo Wente was stunned, "Who is so generous that he can buy out this thing?"

"Who knows? Maybe it's the foreign mage master. I don't know why he collected so much orichalcum," the old craftsman said casually. "Not only orichalcum, they also collected a lot of mithril and fine gold."

"Mage..." Mowente touched his chin.

If that's the case... maybe I can just ask the old man later to see if he knows anything.

While the two were talking, the pot of metal had been ground into a pile of metal powder by Ya Yin.

Yayin put the powder back into the basin, then hit Mowente with her elbow, and said anxiously: "Stop dawdling! Take me back now! Fly as high as possible! Quick!"

124. The sand is mixed with gold, and one punch can be used as two punches.

Over the battlefield, two figures were intersecting at high speed.

Since Wang Qi started to attack, the battle here has been completely out of the hands of hunters. Snow and Chuiluo can still provide certain assistance, but the effect is very limited.

At this time, Liu Ji's body seemed to be smaller than before, feeling that he had dropped from about 1.8 meters to 1.7 meters.

Although it is only five centimeters, this is not a simple reduction in height, but an overall reduction, and the loss of gravel is actually quite a lot.

But shrinking in stature is not all bad.

I don't know whether it was because the energy in his body became more concentrated after shrinking in size, or simply because he became more flexible in control after shrinking in size. In short, Liu Ji gradually began to adapt to the opponent's attack rhythm.

The opponent's ability is very strong, and Liu Ji can't see through the principle. However, in his previous life, he lived in an era of explosion of literary and artistic works. When it comes to Yun's ability, he is no less than Yun, and he can guess the truth accurately.

In his opinion, the opponent's abilities were mostly related to space, much like being able to twist and fold space.

For example, when drawing a sword, you can fold or twist the slashing path.

In this way, his strange slashes and the instantaneous slashes that seemed to draw frames can be explained clearly.

And his unreasonable speed can also be applied.

After assuming the opponent's ability, Liu Ji finally discovered one of the limitations of the opponent's ability at the cost of eight ounces of sand.

That was the kind of slash that could devour his body. It seemed that it could only be used with the instant slash that seemed to fold space, but could not be used with another slashing method that made the path of the slash become twists and turns.

this point is very important.

After understanding this, if Liu Ji wanted to avoid the opponent's slash, he only had to predict the direction of the opponent's slash in advance, and then split himself in advance to avoid the opponent's slash.

Fortunately, he had been practicing water magic before.

And making a ball of water split into 18 yuan in an instant is the basis of water control.

It's a pity that the opponent's fighting skills finally surpassed Liu Ji by more than one level.

The Wang Qi quickly noticed that Liu Ji had adapted to his attack rhythm.

"Good fighting talent, but unfortunately, still too young..."

The hoarse voice was filled with laughter, and the words were full of sarcasm.

Then, he started with another vertical slash.

Liu Ji instantly split himself from the middle, trying to dodge the sword.

However, this is just a small fake move.

The blade of the sword was deflected, changed from vertical to diagonal, and a cassock slash sliced ​​directly through half of Liu Ji's body, taking away two taels of sand.

Liu Ji was startled and quickly stepped back.

However, how could Wang Qi let Liu Ji get what he wanted? He chased Liu Ji like a shadow and executed him continuously.

The slashing attack was no longer as straight as it was at the beginning, but a mixture of virtual and real, feints, feints, feints, changes of moves, and other techniques that were as complex as showing off one's skills.

Liu Ji tried his best to dodge and move, but he was still chased in a panic. On average, he would be hit by one sword after two swords were avoided. The situation became even worse than at the beginning.

At this moment, Liu Ji truly felt what pure skills meant.