nyslfriends Chapter 82: Skills Given Away and Equipment Drops
Chapter 82: Skills Given Away and Equipment Drops
Chapter 82: Skills Given Away and Equipment Drops
Qingling's rapier technique is divided into two parts. The second part is the final burst of energy in the rapier, while the first part is the unpredictable movement beforehand.
Movement techniques are ultimately martial arts skills, so even though the Qingling Rapier was a copy, once Lu Zhao mastered the Three Thousand, he had more freedom in controlling all martial arts skills. Therefore, when necessary, he could replace the first half of the Qingling movement technique with something else.
For example, right now, he has directly switched to the Swift Steps technique.
This is a basic movement technique used in the military. It's straightforward and fast, but it's perfect for chasing enemies.
With the addition of another special skill, Dog Breath, his instantaneous sprint speed far exceeded that of Lü Yang, and the opponent was severely injured and had no way to avoid it.
Death was inevitable.
If I say it will take two seconds, then it will take two seconds.
At this moment, the sound of the explosions in the air had not completely dissipated.
Lu Zhao looked down at his opponent lying on the ground.
"I'll take your life, and your special skills are mine too."
Lu Yang couldn't understand what he meant, but based on his experience, what he said seemed to be true.
Just like Zhang Zilian before his death, his gaze gradually became unfocused.
"Father...if this person is not eliminated, he will become a great threat."
Unfortunately, his message could not be conveyed.
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[Sound Resounds Across the Land IV4, Loading Complete.]
hum.
Lu Zhao removed the beam dagger, sat down on a broken beam next to him, and took out a bottle of Qi-tonifying oral liquid to drink.
In reality, he was also very exhausted, far from appearing calm and collected on the surface.
The reason why martial artists don't immediately use special skills to clash in combat is because special skills consume a lot of energy. Moreover, Lu Zhao not only used several in a row, but also kept various auxiliary skills active.
I was showing off just now to scare Lü Yang one last time, since the loading progress was still 20% short, but at least I got the special skill.
"Ningning's dog skills are indeed impressive, but it's only blue."
The effect of Dog Breathing is overpowered, but it also has significant limitations: it only lasts for two seconds and cannot be used continuously.
Therefore, Lu Zhao must first deal with Lü Yang and gather as much information as possible to ensure that he can end the battle once he unleashes this final hidden killing move.
If the opponent doesn't die after using Breath of the Dog and finishing off the opponent, it will be awkward, since he can't use it a second time for at least ten minutes.
It wouldn't take Lü Yang more than ten minutes to kill him after he unleashed all his powerful moves.
"Go back quickly, Fu Yi should be worried."
Lu Zhao snatched the halberd from the calm Lü Yang's hand, used it as a crutch to stand up, and was about to go back when he turned his head and found a familiar-looking fat officer staring blankly at him by the fog wall in the direction he came from.
"You killed him?"
Fatty Fang didn't speak until he made eye contact with him. Even he himself felt that his tone was stiff, like a poor actor awkwardly reciting lines.
Lu Zhao glanced at the large hole in Lü Yang's chest.
"Well, at least it wasn't his own heart attack."
Fatty Fang also felt that what he had just said was unnecessary; he was just too shocked to think of anything to say for a moment.
He didn't have super-micro vision, and he couldn't rely on details to accurately track the route, so he actually took a long detour, and the more he detoured, the more anxious he became.
At that moment, many possibilities flashed through his mind.
Lu Zhao was hacked to death.
Lu Zhao was killed by a special effects explosion.
Lu Zhao was hacked to pieces.
Lu Zhao was hanged from the rooftop and strangled to death.
In the best-case scenario, Lu Zhao didn't find the enemy at all, however...
"What the hell is going on?!"
This wasn't said by Fatty Fang, but by the exclamation of Fang Ziran, the chubby boy who had just come out of the wall.
They had already heard from Murong Can that the powerful enemy who killed a large group of people used a long halberd, but now the halberd was clearly in Lu Zhao's hand.
Anyone who isn't an idiot knows what this means.
Then Fang Ziran got anxious.
For the past two weeks, he had been cultivating with all his might, determined to use all his strength to defeat Lu Zhao during the selection process after disembarking.
However, it seems now that they've lost everything.
Lu Zhao > the halberd holder > himself.
Spicy!
Fang Ziran was filled with despair and bitterness, but at the same time, she was relieved to see that her somewhat agreeable rival, Lu Zhao, was still alive, so her feelings were very complicated.
Shen Xianke frowned. She hadn't fought Lu Zhao for quite some time, and she never expected that she wouldn't be able to gauge his strength at all at this point.
"Wow!!"
With a scream, Fu Xixi emerged from the wall of mist and rushed over. Seeing Lü Yang's lifeless body, she couldn't help but call out again, "Are you alright?"
She wasn't a combatant; she practiced martial arts only to improve her skill level and learn techniques. Therefore, she couldn't tell how Lu Zhao was doing. She only saw two wounds on his face and blood all over his body, and she couldn't tell whose blood it was.
Before Lu Zhao could answer, Murong Can rushed over, and the usually talkative and somewhat cynical man actually started crying.
"June 1st, I thought you were dead!"
Lu Zhao smiled and said, "I'm fine. I took Fu Yi's pill and temporarily advanced to the Steel Bone Realm, which is why I won."
Fu Xixi was very happy, and Murong Can's tense nerves relaxed, making him feel a little weak.
Lu Zhao turned around and used his halberd to slash across Lü Yang's neck, cutting off his head. He then led the two back to the group of people who had been chasing them.
They stared at Lu Zhao, who held a halberd in one hand and a head in the other, and remained silent for a moment. The veterans were still in shock and couldn't understand how a new recruit could have such strength.
Fatty Fang's eyes were full of envy. He glanced at his nephew and sighed inwardly.
Look at other people's children.
He couldn't bring himself to say it, because he knew that it wasn't that Fang Ziran was too weak, but rather that this young man was too strong.
"Let me take a look at this halberd."
He composed himself, took the halberd from Lu Zhao, and fiddled with it for a bit.
Kara!
The entire halberd shrank inwards, shrinking to the size of a finger like a Transformer.
"It's a good thing, you can keep it, but don't go around talking about it."
He winked, because the spoils of war were, in principle, to be handed over, and he was using this as an opportunity to curry favor with the Buddha.
Lu Zhao was also surprised, thinking to himself that Lü Yang was indeed a boss, giving away skills and dropping equipment.
The foldable and shrinkable weapon is also very novel. I don't know what the principle is. I can ask Wang Zhao about it later. Now is not the time to get closer to science.
You can keep the halberd; you might need a long-handled weapon to complement some special skills or martial arts techniques in the future.
"Everyone line up and return the way you came."
He roused the crowd who were staring at Lu Zhao as if he were a monster, and organized them to start anew.
"Lu Zhao, you can rest first..."
"I can still fight, please give me your instructions, sir," Lu Zhao said.
"But..." Fatty Fang hesitated, not wanting anything to happen to this combat genius.
"The effects of the pills I took are still working, it would be a waste to stay and rest," Lu Zhao forced a smile.
Fatty Fang felt even more bitter.
Strong martial arts skills indicate high talent in martial arts training. Being able to kill people above one's level, and those people are not ordinary, indicates high combat talent. Also, having a stable temperament, remaining neither arrogant nor humble after a major battle, and not being lazy or shirking responsibility.
Why isn't it a younger member of our family?
He glanced at the chubby Fang Ziran again and finally felt a bit annoyed.
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