Chapter 3844 I Have Seen Through It and You Have Seen Through It.

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There is no way to get rid of the pear, but if you use up all the pears, you won’t get any silver.

For some reason, Bai Quan Sanlian popped out of his mind unexpectedly. It was obvious that now was not the time to complain, but there seemed to be nothing else to do except complain.

The quality of Little Dragon Brand Longwei Lime Powder is really good. It can temporarily allow Walter to slow down his offensive, gain some breathing space, and bring the situation back to a 50-50 situation.

It can be said that it is totally worth it to spend some time in Dragon Paradise to learn this trick.

However, it is not the key to victory or defeat, and it cannot even bring the slightest hope to this victory. The gap between me and Walter is indeed a bit big, and there is no way to do it with just half a month of assault training. To make up for this gap, otherwise it would be too disrespectful to take other people’s thousands of years of practice seriously.

Emmm…………

"Boy, why are you so dazed? Have you given up on yourself?" At the moment when I was dazed, Walter's fist came suddenly, as if to retaliate for an unexpected punch during a certain practice. This punch went straight to the nose. Come on, beat him up. He's strong and has no temper.

It hurts a little, but there's no bleeding, so I'm okay.

Sure enough, a moment of carelessness is not enough. In the eyes of a master like Walter, no flaws can be revealed.

So, where is the opportunity for victory or defeat?

Do you really want to let Walter improve his strength by 10%, and finally fall in frustration under his super-kill with full firepower?

Although this is the most normal ending under the disparity in strength, there is an exception in everything. In any desperate situation, there will be a glimmer of hope, right, right, otherwise the script will not be able to continue.

Ekalay has obviously gained such a big starting advantage for me. If I fail to grasp it well, I will let her down... In short, even if I really want to lose, I have to let Aikalay see what she has done. The hard work was not in vain.

"If you are thinking about how you can defeat me, then I advise you not to waste your efforts. Don't say it is you. Even if it were Aika Lai, there would be no chance of winning? Because..."

Walter's arrogant and disdainful voice, accompanied by his fierce attacks, came from all directions. From the gigantic dragon form, to the second-stage transformed dragon form, to the usual humanoid form, in just a short time The switching was very fast, which also brought his experience, skills and abilities to the fullest. I had to follow the transformation to the corresponding form, except for the Holy Moon Wolf.

It seems that the situation is still 50-50, but in fact Walter has completely taken the initiative? It makes me exhausted.

Why?

I was attracted by Walter's words and subconsciously pricked up my ears. As a result, a hidden arrow unexpectedly passed through the defensive circle and came towards my nose again.

Stupid, even if I exposed a flaw, the same move that doesn't work on Saint Seiya has a higher priority!

boom! ! !

Nani? ! ! !

With a string of nosebleeds, his body bounced off like a ball and hit the bottom of Jianfeng, sinking deeply into the rocks.

Impossible? I should have fully defended his left jab, right?

It was buried under several meters of gravel and was dark, but Walter's cold voice still reached his ears clearly.

"Seventy percent."

The unique pronunciation with a cigarette stick in his mouth and a loose atmosphere told me the reason why I was punched hard. Even the FLAG of the Saint Seiya didn't work.

So careless.

When did ten minutes pass again?

Did I think about it for so long?

I was not given much time to doubt my life. A burst of murderous intent came over me, and my body burst out of the rock like bamboo shoots. Then, the towering sword peak, where I was buried just now, felt as if I had been severely chopped by an axe. After a moment, a big hole was missing, causing Jianfeng to teeter on the ground, like a big tree about to fall.

Walter, who was even more aggressive, teleported in front of me again. Without saying a word or showing any martial ethics, he punched and kicked me, an old man who was over a thousand years old, without giving me any room to breathe.

I can't help it.

Looking at Walter's momentum, I knew that if he was still 50/50 at 60% strength, then he had made up for all the shortcomings at 70% strength and was completely better than me in every aspect. I was afraid of 50/50 strength. It's getting cold.

Facing Walter's fierce offensive, what I have to consider is no longer how to find that glimmer of opportunity and turn defeat into victory, but how to survive these ten minutes decently and then face the more difficult ten minutes.

Eighty percent... no, you should be able to hold on to ninety percent with a little more dignity, right? Then before Walter opened up, he threw in the towel and admitted defeat. My plan B was so perfect.

I may not have boasted before, but it’s really not my fault. My ability to escape is much better than my ability to fight.

Isn't the speed of werewolf transformation great?

The teleportation of the bear-man transformation cannot make a sneak attack at close range, so why can't he just dodge further away?

There are also all kinds of dazzling magical protection, harassment, and confusion. Can you find a colorful mosquito in the kaleidoscope?

If I become a coward, I will even be afraid of myself.

The situation on the battlefield changed and it was back to the chase phase, but the roles were reversed.

After completely giving up the attack and focusing on defending, I suddenly found that the battle became easier. Just like what Mr. Lu Xun often said, hard work may not necessarily yield results, but giving up is really comfortable.

Even, I still have the energy to continue to be in a daze... ah, no, just thinking. If I just want to escape, even if Walter uses 100% of his strength, he may not be able to save himself without some special means.

Doesn't that mean that he can't win against the three demon gods, but he doesn't feel much pressure to escape?

It's a pity that I also have a big business in the hell world. If I am alone, then I have to let the seven giants have a taste of the guerrilla tactics passed down by my flower-growing family.

"Are you thinking about how to die more honorably?"

I didn't expect that my self-defeating defensive tactics unexpectedly angered Walter. Seeing that I was still in a daze, he suddenly turned into a dragon form, opened his mouth and roared, with a ferocious expression as if his scales had been pulled out. It wasn't enough to yell, he even yelled so much that foam flew out of his mouth.

I mean, he spit out thousands of fireballs as he roared.

Dragon roar, increase! Give spirituality!

These newly appeared fireballs, under the blessing of the sound waves of the dragon's roar, each one expanded dozens of times as if on steroids. They were as big as a small mountain, and they pressed towards me overwhelmingly.

It's not a full-screen attack, but it's almost there, but it doesn't bother me. As long as there are gaps the size of mosquitoes, I'll...

Damn it?

These fireballs actually have tracking ability, and they are not very strong. No matter how I dodge and seduce them, each one of them brakes and drifts like an Akina roller coaster, clinging to them without falling behind.

Among the countless dense fireballs, Walter, who switched back to his dragon-like form, was completely hidden inside, and might pop up at any time to show me off.

Using magic to harass and cover, it seems that he has also learned how to do it.

But when it comes to magic, I'm not bragging. Even if you take 100% of your strength, you may not be able to match me. After all, the Saint Moon Sage Wolf has a huge advantage.

Spirit, storm!

The space that was originally filled with fireballs suddenly blew up with a strong blue wind. The elusive spiritual power was hidden in the wind, like a radar, and easily "swept" Walter who was hiding in one of the fireballs.

Yes, not hiding behind the fireball, but hiding inside the fireball, really old silver player.

Want to trick me? No good fruit for you!

Here comes the sword!

The original finger-sucking sword that was thrown aside because of giving up efforts is quietly hidden behind the back. You hide it and I hide it. Let's see who hides it better.

Dodging the fireballs that were crushing towards his face, he inadvertently approached the fireball where Walter was hiding.

The time... is now!

The original finger-sucking sword's exaggerated attack was like splitting the world, easily splitting the fireball in half.

bingo!

Unfortunately not, Walter seemed to have expected my move and escaped from the fireball early.

"How did you see through me and see through you?" I frowned, a little puzzled, but I said it very covertly.

"Your sword is shining messily like a colorful sun. It's hiding behind your back and leaning towards me. Who are you kidding?" Walter's words left me speechless.

Look at the original finger-sucking sword in his hand, well... it seems to be a little brighter, like the colorful fluorescent sticks that are shaking desperately at a concert.

If all these fluorescent rods are gathered together, the brightness is fully increased, and the brightness is increased a hundred times, and a transparent crystal shell is covered on the outside, then it will be almost the same as the light of the original finger-sucking sword.

Really messy... colorful... gaudy.

"I actually got into a deadlock with an idiot like you, and the more I fooled around, the more I went back." Seeing the embarrassment on my face, Walter clicked his tongue in displeasure, as if an opponent like me had lowered his rank, and his expression became more and more confused. impatient.

"Magic? It's indeed a bit tricky, but don't think that our dragons only know these skills. Let me show you how ridiculous your flashy magic is!"

He seemed to have really become serious. As his voice fell, the sky suddenly became a little more stressful, as if... it was as if the entire dome was being pressed downwards, making people feel inexplicably panicked.

At some point, those huge fireballs gathered behind Walter.

His hands and wrists were put together, like a roaring dragon's mouth, facing me, hit twice... Hey, now is not the time to discuss this!

Crisis, a huge sense of crisis enveloped me, all the hairs on my body stood on end, and the alarm sound from my body resounded through my brain.

Worse!

Although I don’t know what Walter is going to do, it’s definitely going to be bad!

The air had solidified the moment Walter started his hand, and the teleportation was sealed!

But I still have the best speed, and magic... Forget about magic, Walter has already boasted about this, so I don't want to die and fight with him.

The moment I decided to pay attention and apply oil on the soles of my feet, Walter, who was still, let out the loudest dragon roar since the beginning of the war.

The roar of the dragon's power resounded throughout the world, but it was surprisingly not harsh. Instead, it gave people a very distant and ancient feeling, as if it resonated with some mysterious and mysterious laws in this world.

In this strange dragon roar of his life, the fireball behind him glowed brightly. Without any fancy means, it just moved straight towards me, towards the entire area where I was, and even most of the world.

When the explosion sounded, it seemed that the world could be heard cracking like glass.

Such explosions came one after another, and such crackling sounds continued continuously. For a moment, the whole world was filled with explosions, and the audience inside saw only explosions in their eyes.

The weaker ones, even just seeing such an explosion without being affected at all, felt that their bodies, brains, and souls were about to explode.

Fortunately, Hardy was prepared. With a wave of his hand, his six senses were blocked and he couldn't feel anything.

If something like a strong person is malicious, just seeing or feeling it is enough to make people go crazy and collapse. The battlefield between strong people is not a place that ordinary people can get involved, even adventurers, too It’s not enough to be too weak.

The explosion that seemed to burst the world continued, with thousands of fireballs, and no one knew how long they would explode.

This kind of power is really difficult to describe in words. Compared with the magic of werewolf transformation, it is like the gap between TNT and nuclear bombs. Even the colorful moonlight sword may not be able to explode this kind of power.

What caused all of this didn't seem to be any advanced skills, compound magic, or advanced skills. It was just ordinary-looking, pure fireballs that exploded with a BOOM sound.

Regardless of the principle, based on this skill alone, Walter is indeed qualified to criticize the werewolf's magic as flashy and flashy.

Escape? Avoid? nonexistent.

The spirituality endowed by the fireball has not disappeared. As long as it is affected by the explosion of the first fireball, the remaining fireballs will swarm in like a swarm of sharks smelling the smell of blood, and explode one after another until the enemy is completely destroyed. shred.

It lasted for three or four minutes before the explosion completely stopped.

The entire Dragon Paradise seemed to be shrouded in thick fog, filled with dust after the explosion.

The earth is completely cracked, like dry land after being exposed to the sun. The sword peaks are tilting this way and that, like dominoes being toppled. The clouds in the sky are blown into scattered strands, like broken cotton, and even the blue sky seems to be... There are also slight cracks.

Looking around this world, we can no longer find a perfect place.

Dust filled the air, and in the center of the explosion, a figure gradually emerged, slowly stepping out of the haze.

Walter, who should have been relaxing, holding a cigarette holder, raising the corners of his mouth contemptuously, smiling at his opponent's embarrassment under his powerful attack, now his hair was disheveled, his cloak was torn, and he was looking around suspiciously and warily, looking very embarrassed.

It was as if it was not his opponent who was hit by the explosion, but himself.

This dramatic reversal not only made all the viewers widen their eyes and stretch their necks.

Just...what happened?

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