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Chapter 79 Fierce Battle

Suddenly around Ai Dou, people with the appearance of dead soldiers flew around, blocking Wei Long's way.

It turned out that after Ai Dou arrived in Longcheng, he spent a little money to make many good brothers and friends, so as to deal with some daily troubles.

Wei Long picked up the magic gun and kept throwing it on his left and right hands. A series of provocative actions were aimed at luring Zhang Yingtian to attack first.

But maybe because of his previous experience of getting along with and fighting with Ai Dou, he knows the price of acting impulsively. What he should do now is not simply to vent his anger, but to observe first!
"What's the matter, what's the matter? Didn't you mean that I can't say a word? Why are you still standing there?" Wei Long deliberately leaned his side face to Zhang Yingtian's position, "My face Here... if you don't attack, how are you going to avenge this dead man?"

"Dead?" Wei Long's words were different from what Zhang Yingtian thought, because while he was observing, he found that the old woman's fingers were twitching slightly.

Just now, the old grandma was indeed on the verge of death, her heartbeat was very weak and almost stopped beating, but when Wei Long tried to break the spell, the electric current passed through the old grandma's body, just like the effect of being shocked by a cardiac defibrillator, making her heart beat again. back to normal.

"Grandmother is still alive... It seems that Wei Long didn't know about it... The appearance of the surrounding destruction is the same as when Ai Dou fought with Granny before, so Wei Long relied on some ability to dissolve the invisible blade of the old grandma. Is it? And Wei Long said just now that he wants to test the magic gun with me... He seems to have suffered a lot of injuries, and he should have just won that gun, which means he is not familiar with that weapon..."

Zhang Yingtian himself did not expect that he could analyze the information so calmly, but knowing that Wei Long was not familiar with weapons, it was the best information for him!
He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he knows how difficult it is to use a weapon flexibly, and the spear is even more difficult. He cannot easily swing it with one hand, and it is difficult to quickly cooperate with his hand movements. He is good at mid-range weapons, and Zhang Yingtian's Knife skills, just can be restrained!
"Hey... I wanted to try to see what kind of counterattack I could make with this magic gun when I was attacked... But if you don't make a move, I have no choice but to take the initiative!"

Wei Long held the gun in his right hand and stuck the body of the gun to his back, ready to make an assault, but just as he took the first step, Zhang Yingtian rushed to Wei Long's attack range instantly with a lightning-like burst speed.

"Are you an idiot? You have already stepped into the attacking range of the spear!" The distance is about [-] meters, which is the best distance for Weilong's spear thrusting. He twisted his waist and brought out the magic spear from his right hand. Stab Zhang Yingtian!

But Zhang Yingtian is more familiar with the attack range of weapons than Weilong, and his seemingly reckless move is Zhang Yingtian's best fake move!
"Be quick and accurate, I only have one chance to hit! Just like what I learned in that home when I was a child!"

Emphasis on knives, like all weapons, in the most efficient case, kill the enemy!

However, as a tool to hurt people, a knife was also born to protect itself, but it can not only hurt people, but also protect people. It is not only a weapon, but also an armor!
Wei Long's magic gun caught Zhang Yingtian's movement and stabbed him in the heart, the distance was less than [-] cm. If he didn't dodge or defend, Zhang Yingtian would die through the heart.

But even if he used two knives to defend, it was very likely that the blade would be pierced by the gun head and break, so even if he survived, Zhang Yingtian would have no possibility of fighting back!
So Zhang Yingtian, who is familiar with this possibility, made the most dangerous bet in his life!
He leaned his body to the left and used the knife in his right hand to block along the side of the gun head, but this did not completely dodge the attack. Although he pushed the gun head away, after the thrust, if the gun itself was not correct Hit, usually several choices are made.

One is to retract the gun, and then perform the next thrust or other attack options, and the other is to continue the attack without intervals.

Wei Long chose the second mode, it doesn't matter if he didn't hit, he turned his right hand, stopped thrusting, and swept the body of the gun to the right, that is Zhang Yingtian's dodging direction!

Sweeping, as long as Zhang Yingtian wants to continue to approach Weilong, he will definitely get this move, but Zhang Yingtian has expected that the knife in his right hand is actually still attached to the body of the magic gun...

Zhang Yingtian lowered his body, pushed his right hand upwards, exerted an upward force on the magic spear, and raised the magic spear together with the knife in his left hand.

Based on the principle of the force arm, no matter how powerful Wei Long is, it is impossible to completely suppress Zhang Yingtian's upward thrust near the tip of the gun.

Grasping the moment when the tip of the gun was lifted, Liu Moyun crossed his swords, locked the magic gun tightly, and swayed his body from the bottom of the magic gun to the other side!

Then push the power of the two knives along the direction in which the magic gun swept, and the magic gun was accelerated in the same direction, directly hitting the ground on the other side heavily.

"What? You actually slipped under my attack?" This was a possibility that Wei Long hadn't thought of, and it also verified the possibility that he underestimated Zhang Yingtian.

"This is the moment!" Zhang Yingtian held the two swords tightly and rushed forward. Weilong's door is now wide open, which is the best opportunity to attack!

"Damn it!" Wei Long wanted to pull back the magic gun and defend himself, "What's going on? The magic gun got stuck?"

This is Zhang Yingtian's second bet. Fighting in the store has a relatively small space and a lot of sundries. Unless there are convenient weapons like double knives or the destructive power and sharpness of Luo Po's smoke and dust, if you take If you fight here with too long weapons, if you don’t pay attention, they will definitely get stuck in the iron frame or debris pile!
"You're finished! Wei Long!" Zhang Yingtian's sharp double-knife slash accurately crossed Wei Long's abdomen.

"Ahhhhhh!" Wei Long's magic gun fell to the ground, his hands trembling, and he fell to his knees.

"Your biggest failure...is fighting with unfamiliar weapons in an unfavorable environment...and...you really pissed me off!"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow..."

Wei Long knelt down on the ground, didn't reply to Zhang Yingtian's words, but hugged the wound Zhang Yingtian had slashed tightly.

"Okay... Now, as long as you quickly send the old lady to the hospital, and call the guards to catch this scumbag, the matter will be over... Fortunately, before he is let out, the matter will be over..." Zhang Yingtian hugged Picking up the old lady who fell to the ground, "Wait for me...I'll send you to the hospital right away..."

"Is this really the end?"

Wei Long's voice came from behind Zhang Yingtian. When Zhang Yingtian turned his head and passed by, the devilish energy turned into two blades from the ground and rushed towards him.

Zhang Yingtian was hugging the old lady, in order to protect the old lady from getting hurt, he had no time to dodge, the back and shoulders were hit back with the same cut, a cross wound.

"You bastard..." This time, Zhang Yingtian was seriously injured and knelt down, his clothes were smashed into pieces by the impact blade of demonic energy.

"Hee hee hee... It's just a lie to say that it hurts... I didn't expect you to be so naive, so I fell for it..." Wei Long stood up, the clothes on his abdomen were cut open, but there was no wound, and the demonic energy had long been absorbed. He turned his abdomen to defend, "It seems that a small character like you only needs magic energy...there is no need for the power of this gun..."

"Damn..." Wei Long's attack was aimed at killing people, Zhang Yingtian began to feel his eyes blurred, "This time it's really over... This time I'm really going to die..."

The more he thought about dying, the more reasons why Zhang Yingtian couldn't die emerged in his heart.

Family, friends, and loved ones...

"What is this pattern...?" His intuition told Weilong that it was dangerous, so he picked up the magic gun again and jumped back.

The scar wound on Zhang Yingtian's body exuded a strange light...

"Those wounds... actually glow... No! Not only that, but strange tattoos appeared on the wounds and skin?"

Wei Long didn't understand what happened to Zhang Yingtian, because even Zhang Yingtian himself didn't understand. As early as when Ai Dou fought Zhang Yingtian for the first time, he discovered that the scars on his body exuded a different kind of feeling. In the power of true energy.

The light of the tattoos on Zhang Yingtian's body faded gradually, but there was a black aura left on the tattoos.

"Wait! You bastard! Are you also a user of magic energy?" This was the first time Wei Long met other users of magic energy. "Are you the one who successfully obtained magic energy before me?"

Zhang Yingtian didn't answer, he put down the old lady gently, at this time the old lady's consciousness also recovered a little bit, she saw that Zhang Yingtian also exuded a devilish energy.

"I don't know what you're talking about...but now I'm really full of strength..." Zhang Yingtian didn't notice any changes in himself. He looked at his hands and felt that his strength had doubled, but he didn't understand the reason.

"I didn't expect to encounter such a difficult situation at this time..." Wei Long picked up the magic gun and prepared for battle again.

Looking at Wei Long's expression, Zhang Yingtian understood that he wasn't messing around like before, pretending to be weak, but was genuinely wary of the power erupting from him.

"What!" With a whoosh, Zhang Yingtian had already killed Wei Long.

Wei Long resisted with the magic gun, while Zhang Yingtian relied on instinct to control the magic energy. He wanted to knock down Wei Long with his fists, so the magic energy naturally flowed into his hands.

Zhang Yingtian's punches became faster and faster, and each punch gradually increased in strength and speed. Wei Longjian used the magic gun to resist, but it was still difficult.

"Damn newcomer...don't underestimate me!" Wei Long's devilish energy rushed out from under his feet, turning into spikes, trying to pierce Zhang Yingtian.

As soon as Zhang Yingtian noticed the abnormality, he used magic energy to protect his feet, stepped on the spikes, and jumped back to the position next to the grandmother.

"This guy... is not simple... Even if my devilish energy is depleted, the strength of his devilish energy can compete with me..." Wei Long looked at the devilish spike that was stepped on, and broke in response, "Damn it ...It's really not good to go on like this... The teacher clearly said that this gun can give me stronger power. When I first lifted the seal, there was indeed a power flowing in my body... But now I don't feel anything! This what is going on?"

"I won't...give you time to rest!" Zhang Yingtian picked up the two knives, jumped into the air, and slashed at Weilong.

Zhang Yingtian used the magic energy to turn himself, he was in the air, like a tornado lying down, pressing towards Weilong.

"See how I can beat you!" Although Wei Long magnified his words, Zhang Yingtian's attack was still too violent, so he could only prioritize defense.

Keng Keng Keng Keng, the blade and the gun body kept colliding violently, and the metals kept colliding. After Zhang Yingtian fell to the ground, he continued to attack like a tornado.

"Damn... won't this kid get dizzy?" At this moment, Wei Long thought of a solution, "If he is really like a tornado, using his own rotation to match a knife... then his territory is directly above ..."

After Wei Long hit the floor hard with the magic gun, he jumped into the air. He saw Zhang Yingtian's tornado move from above, and the magic energy was indeed very weak.

But the longer Weilong spends in the air, the more opportunities Zhang Yingtian has to think about how to defend against the attack from above.

"What?" Zhang Yingtian found that around the chassis of his tornado, there was a puddle of demonic energy like mud, interfering with his progress.

And with the force of the tornado, Weilong's devilish energy was also involved, restricting Zhang Yingtian's rotation and hand movements.

"Those devilish energy will hinder your movement and movement. Even if you want to escape or attack me in other ways, it's too late!"

Wei Long stabbed the magic spear down from directly above Zhang Yingtian!
"It's too late...forget it..." Zhang Yingtian's tornado stopped, but unlike what Wei Long had imagined, Zhang Yingtian had already held his two swords and was ready to take the shot.

"How is it possible? You shouldn't have time to defend yourself?"

"That's because you... think that I am spinning..."

It turned out that Zhang Yingtian's tornado slash just now used the magic energy to create a vortex, and the two metal knives were spinning continuously, just like a spinning top with blades.

And he himself is actually hiding in this tornado, secretly observing what kind of counterattack Wei Long will make!

Wei Long saw the metal knives were stuck to the floor by his own mud-like demonic energy, and only then did he realize that the double knives in Zhang Yingtian's hands were formed by demonic energy!

"Oops!" Wei Long's attack trajectory is so single, and he can't move quickly in the air, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, he can only watch himself being taken away.

"If the blade is formed with this force, it should be able to deform freely!" Zhang Yingtian vigorously waved the double blades of magic energy, and the blade suddenly became longer and shaped like a black snake.

The black snake entangled Wei Long's magic spear, resisting his blow from the air, and then the black snake's teeth, like blades, slashed at Wei Long's face!
"Ah──" Wei Long was sent flying, this time the cry of pain was real, and two scars were melted on his face.

Zhang Yingtian caught Wei Long's magic spear like a trophy, and continued: "Thank you for demonstrating the transformation of magic energy...this weapon...I will accept it as a trophy..."

"Damn... trash... I'm going to kill you..." Wei Long covered his face, blood was splattered on his face.

At this moment, Zhang Yingtian felt the magic gun was stirring and shaking, as if echoing Wei Long's anger.

"What?" Zhang Yingtian held the hand of the magic gun, and was suddenly scratched by the magic energy on the magic gun, and blood flowed immediately, "How could this be..."

The magic gun flew back to Wei Long by itself, and Wei Long grabbed it and made himself stand up.

"Damn it... you have to defend quickly... um!" Zhang Yingtian felt dizzy when he wanted to use his demonic energy. He who had been standing still suddenly knelt on the ground with one foot.

"Trash... how dare you hurt my face..."

Wei Long took the butt of the magic gun and threw it directly at Zhang Yingtian's cheek, knocking him into the pile of debris.

"Ahem... I can't use my strength at all..." Because Zhang Yingtian used the magic energy for the first time, the physical and mental exhaustion made him weak all over.

But Wei Long didn't show any sympathy. He picked up the magic gun and threw it at Zhang Yingtian's face.

"Garbage, garbage, garbage!"

Zhang Yingtian was thrown back and forth by the end of the gun more than [-] times, his face was sunken in many places, his skull was shattered, and his face was covered with blood, but Wei Long still did not give up...

"Yeah──" Wei Long inserted the tip of the gun into Zhang Yingtian's thigh, and Zhang Yingtian yelled in pain.

"Ah? I thought you passed out... I didn't expect you still have the strength to scream?"

Wei Long insisted on waking up Zhang Yingtian, who had already fainted, with the sense of pain, and continued to torture him.

"Huh...huh heh heh..."

"What are you laughing at!" Zhang Yingtian laughed suddenly, which made Weilong very dissatisfied.

"Aren't you amazing? You can't guess for yourself..."

"Bastard..." Wei Long inserted the magic gun deeper, Zhang Yingtian wailed louder, but only his eyes were still as firm as at the beginning, "Why on earth...why do you still have those eyes!"

"Hmph... It's a pity that I couldn't defeat you... But that kid will come soon... He will definitely... defeat you!"

"That kid...you don't mean Ai Dou, do you?"

"Hmph... just guess for yourself..."

Now Wei Long finally understands, these guys who know Ai Dou all have this kind of eyes, eyes that make him hate!

"Bastard!" Wei Long pulled out his magic gun, and on the tip of the gun, Zhang Yingtian's blood kept slipping, "Don't save me from looking for you...Ai Dou...I will prove...in this Dragon City...that I am It's the emperor!"

(End of this chapter)