Chapter 758: Not Bad
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I couldn't help but sigh again.
The elite Amon who was covered in blood by me actually became more and more brave the more he fought, dancing with his fists and feet, and the strong wind was whistling, several times, he almost hit my body, but fortunately, I dodged in time and resolved the crisis.
Lightweight weapons like the Blade can't match the power of a tomahawk or a warhammer, especially since I'm not strong enough to slice through its thick, tough muscles with a thin blade.
If you want to win with strength, you can only use combat skills.
Sighing with a little disappointment, I followed the feeling, and the killing intent was run out with ease, and in an instant, the style of painting changed.
A layer of pitch-black mist slowly filled the blade of the mountain, with countless tiny red spots in the mist, like the eyes of fierce beasts lurking in the darkness, which was particularly terrifying.
This is the embodiment of the effect of my combat technique 'Resonance'.
The moment the 'resonance' opened, Ammon seemed to sense the crisis, and its huge body took two steps back, then bent down and opened its mouth, revealing a mouthful of yellow and white teeth, and let out a deafening roar at me, this roar, as if it was going to use all the strength of its body!
All I felt was a buzz in my ears - ringing in my ears.
Cocking my little thumb and digging out my ears, I grinned and said, "My voice is so loud, I have a fight with Zhang Fei." β
As he spoke, he quickened his pace and approached the elite Amon.
Elite Amon's red bull's eyes stared at me, its gasping was more intense, and even puffs of white smoke came out, a pair of fleshy fists were clenched, and the green tendons burst out, and the next second, it burst violently and strode towards me.
It seems that it has also fought with its life to end it all with the force of this final blow.
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Perhaps many people are looking forward to how thrilling the final blow of me and the elite Amon will be.
However, the truth is destined to disappoint you.
Before Elite Amon's fist fell, its huge body was split in half by my slash, a very equal halve.
Restraining the killing intent, while calming down the killing heart that was gradually boiling in my heart, I muttered to myself everything I had just thought: I don't know if it was an illusion or what, why do I feel that my combat skills have been greatly improved compared to before? Especially the red spots that look like bright red eyeballs, looking at them, will inexplicably produce a kind of unexplained fear.
Am I terrified of my own skills?
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The dead elite Amon turned into a black mist that dissipated, leaving only a few tufts of hair that I had chopped off, and a large area of shocking traces of the battlefield.
Wipe the blood off the blade and return it to Billy.
Taking the knife, Billy looked at me in a daze, and then said, "What are those black and red things?" β
"My combat skills."
"Damn, where did you get such terrifying skills?"
I smiled: "Picked it up on the ground." β
"Don't lie to people, how could such a terrifying and awesome combat skill be picked up on the ground, hey, don't go, tell me clearly, hey!"
Billy's voice kept coming from behind me, and his persistent personality was very frustrating, but I was used to it.
Moreover, I didn't lie to him, this combat skill was indeed picked up on the ground, but it was digging through the ground more than a meter deep.
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My broken left arm had healed without Godot's treatment, and it was the first time I had seen my body in a positive way that it was able to heal in a very short period of time, just like the red Amon at the time, as long as it wasn't a mortal injury.
That battle was really a hard battle, if it wasn't for the smooth Naota knife, if there was no anti-heaven combat skill, I would probably be hanging there.
After that, the battle was much easier, and most of the ones we encountered were ordinary Amon, and those who were slightly stronger would also burp in the bombardment of the mage combination.
At the end of the day, the tactics used against Amon have a good tacit understanding and cooperation, and the next step is to make these cooperation more tacit and natural, only in this way can you have the opportunity to challenge the elite Amon.
On the way back, Jura asked me, "Did you get hurt when you brushed Amon alone?" β
Without thinking, I said, "Of course I was hurt. β
"And how did you deal with the injury?" Yura leaned in, her face full of curiosity.
"Of course I ran away."
"Run?" Everyone was shocked at the same time, and Billy cut out and said, "It's a shame to run if you can't beat it." β
"What's that for?" I wondered, "Is it possible that you still have to fight to the end?" Don't be funny, I'm not stupid, what's the point of calling a monster. β
"And then?" Jura continued.
"What, then?" I didn't get it.
"What about after you ran away?" Yura said.
"Ran away, ran away, where is there anything after?"
Yura: "......"
Lirea poked her head and said, "She asked you, after successfully escaping, did you want to go back and take revenge on that Ammon?" β
"Of course you have," I said, "you were injured and didn't want to get it back?" β
Yura rolled her eyes at me, "So how did you do that?" β
"Reflection," I said, "all kinds of reflections, reflections on why it hurts, reflections on what is particularly awesome in its moves, where I can't dodge, and reflections on how to attack next time to kill it." β
"And then?" Yura continued to ask me, "Are you going to get revenge?" β
"Hmm......" I pouted, "I went back, but I went back, but I didn't get back into revenge." β
"Why?" Yura blurted out.
"That Amon was brushed by another team," I shrugged, "and that's one of my many regrets." β
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After the confrontation with Emily, I didn't use combat skills, and I didn't drive killing intent.
In fact, I've been fighting with Emily for a long time, and I haven't used my combat skills a few times, not even a few times for simple killing intent.
It's not that I don't want to use it, but I have to practice the good things secretly by myself and wait until the critical moment to make an appearance.
Emily is an adventurer who has completed the transformation mission for a long time, and I am not yet at the level of transformation, and my strength is quite different from her.
If it was just a simple sword fight, I might still be able to fight with her on an equal footing, and once she used the white light that she only had after the fading, the scene of the fight would immediately be one-sided, and I would be brutally tortured.
There is no way around it, most of Emily's attributes have reached the 'a' level, which is simply impossible to give birth to among her peers.
Being able to achieve the impossible already shows that her talent is against the sky, not to mention that she is still persistent in martial arts, which makes her peers even more out of reach.
Lirea once asked me with a wicked taste: How do you feel about losing to a woman?
I pinched her face and pouted: It's not bad~