Chapter 79 [Storm Battle Body]

The surface of the silver spear is engraved with fine lines, and its interior is filled with spiritual brilliance, which is proof that it is a rare object.

During the flight, the spear continued to rotate, tearing the air in front of it, leaving a light silver trail that continued to escape wherever it passed.

Ryan's eyes became cautious.

Before the shot was fired, he could already feel the stinging pain in the skin on the left side of his chest, as if it had been penetrated.

Such a sharp edge was something he had never experienced before.

Spirituality stirred in the body and blood rushed rapidly. At this moment, the world in front of Ryan's eyes slowed down, and only the silver light that rushed towards him continued to enlarge in his pupils.

"clang--!"

The shock wave visible to the naked eye spread, and a figure continued to retreat under the impact of the silver light, pulling out two clearly visible ravines on the deck. For a while, sawdust and dust flew into the air.

"One-eyed" Santas raised his hand and grabbed it. There was spirituality floating in the palm of his hand. He wanted to recall the silver spear, but to his surprise, his call was answered, but the silver spear did not fly back, like It's like being stuck by something.

Such an abnormality made Santas frown, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the figure still standing among the flying sawdust.

As the sawdust dispersed, the pirates on the opposite side and "One-Eyed" Santas could clearly see the young man holding the sword in front of him, and his other hand that was not holding the sword was firmly held in his hand. silver spear.

The silver spear vibrated at a high frequency, trying to get rid of the young man's shackles, but the young man's hands were like solid iron pincers. No matter how hard the silver spear struggled, it could not escape.

Ryan looked at the "one-eyed" Santas opposite and grinned: "You want it? Then I'll give it back to you!"

"call out--!"

The silver spear stained with a hint of blue shot out straight. When it escaped from Ryan's hand, Santas on the opposite side could no longer sense the spear's response.

This phenomenon caused Santas' complexion to change suddenly.

The other party actually broke the connection between him and the silver spear in just a few seconds? !

Is he an alchemist? Or a scholar?
  The thought flashed through Santas' mind, but this was not the time to think about it.

The flying silver spear pointed directly at his chest. It obviously didn't have much spiritual blessing, but it made a terrifying and abnormal scream.

Pure brute force?
  Santas, who noticed this, had a hint of shock in his eyes.

The distance between the two sides is only a few dozen meters. This distance does not even require a second for the flying spear. At the critical moment, Santas is still frightened.

He opened his mouth, and the next moment, spiritual sound waves spread out.

That is the exclusive professional ability of [First-Level Pirate] - [High-spirited Battle Cry]!
  Under the powerful spiritual blessing, the power of this [high-spirited war cry] was unusually powerful. The spiritual sound waves visible to the naked eye, glowing with a faint light blue, forcibly fixed the flying silver spear in mid-air.

The same professional skill, when used by a second-level elite professional, is far more effective than a first-level formal professional.

But before Santas could breathe a sigh of relief, a figure had already crossed the silver spear and came to him. It was Ryan holding a silver-blue sword.

Ryan's mouth was slightly open, and spiritual sound waves also spread from his mouth. Although the effect was far less effective than Santas, it could reduce most of the effects of Santas's [High-spirited War Cry], and the remaining sound waves fell on Ryan's body. It can no longer affect him with a monster-like body. In Santas's wide eyes, the silver-blue sword slashed down with a crash, like a huge wave being struck, with a force exceeding a thousand miles.

The strong sword wind blew Santas' hair flying. At the moment of life and death, the space ring in his hand flashed again, and a silver spear of the same style appeared in his hand, trying to block the falling sword.

The moment the sword made contact with the spear.

Santas's eyes were bloodshot, almost bursting out of their sockets. An overwhelming force swept over him, causing his hands holding the spear to lose consciousness in an instant. Then, his whole body flew backwards. , knocking down many pirates along the way, and the pirates he hit were spitting blood and kept hitting the bulwarks. Only then did Santas barely stop himself.

"Hu Chi... Hu Chi..."

Breathing rapidly, his throat was filled with the strong smell of blood, and Santas felt that his vision was darkening.

"Is this... such a terrifying power... a monster?"

He looked at the young man in front of him, dragging his sword and walking towards him step by step, with a look of fear in his eyes.

After traveling across the sea for so many years, this is the first time that Santas has seen such a monster. Rather than saying that the young man is a professional, he is more like a monster in human skin!
  Even monster is not enough to describe it, it is more like a "sea monster" wearing human skin!
  The fragments of memories about sea monsters recalled in his mind made Santas' inner fear even more intense.

At this moment, he felt a strange feeling coming from his calf. Instinctively, he looked down.

But on the skin of the calf, faint blue lines were winding up, like dark poisonous snakes, eager to bite people.

"!"

Santas' single pupil shrank into a pinpoint shape.

At this moment, he ignored his seriously injured body and was bleeding all over. All the spirituality in his body exploded, and blood vessels appeared all over his body. He could even see the light blue spirituality faintly flowing inside, trying to expel this strange blue power. .

This is the exclusive professional ability [Storm Fighter] of the second-level profession [Storm Fighter] in the "Pirate Path" - it can make the "Storm Fighter" enter a state of highly activated spirituality.

[Storm Combat Body] had an immediate effect as soon as it was used, and the strange blue lines that continued to rise along Santas' legs were greatly slowed down.

But before Santas could breathe a sigh of relief, Ryan, holding a big sword, had already arrived in front of him.

Santas noticed that the sword dragged in Ryan's hand was different from before, exuding a hazy white light, as if some secret method was used.

There are too many secrets in this world. For a while, Santas had no way of telling what Ryan was using. He could only hold on to his seriously injured body, raised his silver spear, and used offense instead of defense, aiming for Ryan's heart. Throwing away everywhere.

However, just when Santas was about to mobilize his spiritual power, the faint blue lines that had been suppressed suddenly burst out, causing his body to freeze.

It was during this meal that Ryan's attack arrived.

The dragging sword rose to its peak, and then fell heavily. A shrill sound sounded, and even the air in front of the sword wailed and trembled.

After struggling to suppress the uprising of the blue lines and regaining control of his body, it was too late for Santas to attack again. As a last resort, he could only switch from offense to defense, holding the spear in front of him in an attempt to stop it.

(End of this chapter)

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