prynovel Chapter 77 How could he have two special skills?
Chapter 77 How could he have two special skills?
Chapter 77 How could he have two special skills?
Lu Zhao was now acting alone again, but he knew it wouldn't last long, as various noises were getting closer and closer: gunshots, cannon fire, shouts and groans, and some strange roars.
After passing through several walls of fog, he finally saw a real battlefield, but unfortunately, he was too late.
There were no living people left, but the bullet holes in the ground, the corpses lying haphazardly, and the burning houses all indicated that a fierce battle had just taken place here.
It was in this place that Lu Zhao first saw an enemy other than the Spirit Jackal.
"They're actually humans?"
Lu Zhao stared at the corpse that had been cut in half at the waist, somewhat surprised.
He had heard that some alien races on desolate planets, though humanoid, had internal structures completely different from humans, with differences in internal organs, bones, and skin. But he was certain that the one in front of him was definitely a genuine human.
This makes the attacker's identity even stranger.
The previous claim about the Void Pirates was just a joke. They weren't a group of powerful individuals who ate Devil Fruits and acted lawlessly in the Void Sea. In reality, they were just small-time thugs who were constantly being chased by the Qin Warriors and would occasionally plunder civilian ships.
The fact that the enemy dared to attack the warships and evaded the early warning signals around the ships is enough to show that they came prepared and were very elite.
However, in Lu Zhao's mind, the only human race in the Qin territory with such combat power was the Qin army.
I attacked myself?
Even if someone did rebel, there's no reason for them to attack a transport ship whose main purpose is to carry new recruits.
Lu Zhao didn't have time to think much. He spent two minutes finding a veteran's sidearm nearby, picked up two magazines, and then continued chasing after him.
Following the sound, they hadn't gone far when a staggering figure appeared in the fog wall ahead. Upon closer inspection, it was a friendly force.
"Quickly, go provide support..."
This person was already seriously injured. After breaking through the fog wall, he collapsed to the ground, unable to recognize who was in front of him. He uttered a single sentence and then breathed his last.
Lu Zhao's heart skipped a beat when he saw the other person's face clearly.
This was the same person who had talked about washing his feet after disembarking by the roadside, and who had been scolded by his superior. He never had the chance to wash his feet again.
Following the direction the other party pointed, Lu Zhao drew his sword and charged into the fog wall. As soon as he came out from the other side, he saw a group of people dressed in enemy clothes staring at him. However, they seemed to have been besieging someone further ahead.
In this place, at this moment, there was no time for a formality or any threats. The group surrounded the other men, drew their guns, and prepared to fire.
hum.
Lu Zhao unleashed his beam blade and swiftly charged into the enemy ranks using his rapid footwork technique.
The first three realms of martial arts—Strongman, Iron Body, and Steel Bones—are known as the Foundation Building Realms.
This "foundation building" is not the same as the foundation building in the cultivation realm, but rather the literal meaning of building the foundation of one's physique.
A disheartening reality is that most martial artists don't even finish building this foundation in their entire lives.
Therefore, in any battlefield of a certain scale, the most frequent participants are always those from the first three realms.
This is not a bad thing for Lu Zhao at this time, because when he was at 20% of the Iron Body Realm, he was able to defeat Fang Ziran, who was not an ordinary person. Now he has cultivated to 80% of the progress and has fully mastered the Three Thousand, so he can hardly encounter any opponents in the first three realms.
So he rushed into the crowd without hesitation.
At this moment, he was just like Xin Li when he took his first martial arts class. His figure lunged forward, and those he swept past were torn to pieces and scattered on the ground.
Within two breaths, all the enemies realized that something was wrong.
It looks like a killer god has appeared behind me!
They immediately turned their guns and knives around, concentrating their efforts on dealing with the more troublesome enemy.
Lu Zhao was very grateful to Shen Xianke. In such a complex environment, the movement techniques he learned from Qingling Rapier gave him a great deal of room to maneuver.
He can move close to the enemy without being hit, which prevents the enemy from making full use of their firearms. After all, if Lu Zhao dodges the bullets, it is likely that his own people will be hit.
After several ups and downs, Lu Zhao had already killed more than half of the enemies. He kept his auxiliary skills active the whole time, and the one thing he dared not retreat from was his calm mind, because he was unsure of the impact the bloody and terrifying scene in front of him and the feeling of personally cutting off human limbs would have on his heart.
Bang bang ka ka ka ka.
The gun in his hand ran out of bullets, and the bullet pierced the eye socket of the last person in front of him.
Lu Zhao felt a sharp pain in his abdomen and reached down to pull the bullet out of his abdominal muscles.
When were you hit...?
The biggest characteristic of the battlefield is chaos. No matter how unpredictable his movements are, he cannot guarantee that he will avoid all attacks 100%.
The Iron Body Realm's flesh and skin enhancement comes into play at times like this. If the bullet had pierced the abdomen and damaged the internal organs, it would have had a very serious impact on the future. But now, it's just a minor flesh and skin injury.
Lu Zhao tossed the blood-stained bullet aside. Now was not the time to settle the score, because the battle was still ongoing a dozen steps ahead in the direction the enemy had attacked earlier.
An enemy general, over two meters tall and as wide as a mountain of flesh, wielding a long-handled warhammer, stood in the middle.
He was fighting a bloodied man whose body was barely able to straighten up, with his left arm hanging out to the side, clearly broken.
Normally, he should be in a condition where he could no longer fight, yet he was still holding a knife in his right hand.
Even though he couldn't see the person's face clearly, Lu Zhao knew that someone with such an iron will couldn't be anyone else but Shi Jian.
sizzle.
As the warhammer fell, its head was crackling with lightning.
The Mountain of Flesh has a line of blue text above its head.
[Lightning Strike Lv3.]
This was probably the final blow the opponent had planned. If it really landed, Shi Jian, who was already half-dead, would definitely be turned into a seven-tenths cooked meat patty.
Rumble!!
The warhammer struck the ground, sending stone chips flying, but it missed its target.
A dozen steps away, Lu Zhao placed Shi Jian on the ground.
"You're usually so stubborn, but why don't you run now? That thing looks like a 'good boy,' it doesn't look fast at all."
"Pooh."
Shi Jian turned his head to the side and spat out a mouthful of blood. "The order that Zhang something gave me was to kill all the enemies."
Lu Zhao didn't want to waste words with him. When he gave the order, the boss-like enemy in front of him definitely hadn't appeared yet, otherwise Zhang Zilian would never have asked him to do something impossible.
Where did they go?
Shi Jian pointed in a direction with his eyes.
Lu Zhao nodded: "Close your eyes and sleep."
Shi Jian is difficult to kill; once he enters a state of suspended animation, his body will immediately begin to recover.
He was very obedient; he closed his eyes and died.
Lu Zhao turned around, his figure blurred, and rushed towards the fat man who was charging at him with a hammer, but when he was only halfway there, his figure began to float.
The opponent was clearly not a novice with little combat experience. Upon seeing his imposing aura, they knew that a special move was about to be used, and even slowed down their pace.
zizi.
Thunder reappeared on the warhammer.
His eyes were fixed on the powerful figure who had suddenly appeared. He thought that this kind of special skill focused on unpredictable movements and often lacked power. As long as he locked onto the moment of the attack, he could use his powerful hammer, which carried the power of thunder, to kill him instantly.
coming!
It can only be said that this fat man is no weakling. He saw through the first half of Qingling's rapier at a glance, and smashed the hammer directly at the spot where Lu Zhao's final thrust came out.
collapse!
The fat man had calculated everything, but he hadn't expected Qingling's final strike to be so powerful, which forced him to take two steps back.
Lu Zhao was not surprised; everything was within his calculations.
Both characters possess a special skill level of Iv3, but Qingling Rapier is purple while Lightning Strike is only blue.
"My quality is superior to yours."
Lu Zhao was able to achieve his desired goal precisely because he possessed this information.
The fat man didn't have this perspective, so after the two sides fought to a draw, he was very shocked, but he didn't back down because of it.
Despite watching Lu Zhao leap into the air only to be smashed back down by a hammer, he remained full of confidence.
"The biggest advantage of the Lightning Strike skill isn't its destructive power, but its low energy consumption. And his thing looks like it takes a lot of effort to use. He'll lose after just a few more exchanges..."
puff.
The fat man's mind was now completely clear of all distractions. He only caught a glimpse of a flash of golden light, and then a gaping, bloody hole appeared in his chest.
"How could he...?"
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"Two special skills?"
Boom!
His massive body fell to the ground, heavier than his hammer.