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Chapter 142: Unequal battle

Gray was ready to face the battle, holding a sword in both hands, his eyes locked on me, and waited for my order to launch an attack.

But seeing me there, I was emptied myself for a long time without responding, and I even had a tendency to fall asleep on the spot with my eyes distracted, and I couldn't help but want to ask.

At this moment, I moved beyond his expectations! I took a step back, and the first move was...

Throwing weapons?

I wanted to throw the spear away like a hot potato!

This action not only shocked Gray, but also scared me. Is this mode a mentally retarded mode? Why do you throw away your weapons and put on a look of beating or scolding?

"Boss... do you mean?" Gray said.

My body has been taken over by the system, and this movement is completely out of control. I can only say with a stingy bullet and say, "You try to hit me, I don't use weapons."

Gray asked me with a broken face: "Boss! I'm holding a sword here, how do you take it empty-handed?"

Isn’t it just 100% of the time to catch the sword with no hands? Look at your fuss. I didn’t use the one who danced together to death and you would be so tired that you would save face for you.

Although I thought so in my heart, I couldn't treat complaining as a food, and said, "Just attack slowly first! I agreed to have a fight, are you going to chop me up with one sword?"

Gray then realized it. He looked at me standing empty-handedly, as if walking in the courtyard, and hesitantly handed me a sword.

This sword came to my right arm. It was a move that could be collected and fired. If things go wrong, they could withdraw the moves in time. I was really worried that I would hurt me empty-handed.

Gray thought his movements were already very slow. Even if I was an absolute layman, I could see the intention of attack. Even if I took a step to the left, I could avoid the attack.

As a result, I was standing there as if I was a clay sculpture, as if I was standing there unconsciously, and the sword blade was still indifferent. If this continues, I guess I would have to cut off a piece of meat from my arm with one sword.

However, the great sword weighs fifty kilograms, and it will produce great inertia when swinging, and there is no way to stop it at will. Gray quickly took his right foot forward and twisted his waist in the opposite direction, trying to fight against the inertia on the sword, but the sword blade was still slashing at me.

"Boss! Dodge quickly!"

Grey could only shout in the gap of force, hoping to wake me up like a sleepwalking person.

But the next moment, Gray's shout stopped!

Just as the sword blade was approaching and was in danger, I, who had been unresponsive, suddenly raised my right hand, touched the sword with a dexterous arm, and made a sound of metal and iron attacking.

But my body suddenly moved and instantly cut into the three steps ahead of Gray, as if that sword was a game dominated by me, and I didn't care about it at all.

Could it be that the reason why I threw away the weapon was because the first latitude armor in my hand was used as a weapon, so I threw away the weapon-attached spear?

But what was more surprised than me was Gray. He felt that the rainbow sword was blocked by me when he saw a flash in front of him. The blew up sleeves had a black arm armor shape. If it were in actual combat, this move alone would have tear open his throat!

"So awesome...Boss Marcus, so you are so powerful! Then I will continue to attack!"

Gray was not discouraged. He also had his own pride in fighting, but my hidden secrets gave him the confidence to continue to compete and test weapons.

Grey held the sword in both hands and turned the hilt at a high speed. The iridescent sword that I stopped was tumbling up, like a dragon going out to sea, piercing from bottom to top with his guidance.

Although this move is not fatal, the attack position has been changed from arm to head, and if I accidentally cut off my ears.

The system sounds that I hear in my ears.

"Combat Command Prompt: Friendly combat objects have been automatically selected."

Then, Grey lost his target halfway!

I, who was originally shrouded in the range of the sword move, disappeared in a flash and instantly appeared in the three-step position behind him. It was not far or near, and it was still assassinated as the distance!

At this moment, Gray began to feel the crisis.

If my dismantling move was only relatively fast and was still within his recognition range, then he could not detect this second move!

My movements, footsteps, and movements caused by the airflow, and breathing rhythm were all calm postures, but they achieved a high-speed leap and flashed behind him!

"Scary skills..."

Grey took a deep breath, withdrew the sword, and collected the momentum in front of him. His eyes locked me again. Before he could see the opponent clearly, his heart should see the opponent clearly.

When he felt that the whole world was left with only the figure of the person opposite, he finally moved, and with one move, a series of fierce attacks like a storm.

The usage of the great sword itself is the route of opening and closing. If it can hit the enemy, it will have the effect of one force to reduce ten times. The slower attack rhythm is the shortcoming of the great sword.

Therefore, the user of the great sword needs to have good physical strength, and use linked and endless killing moves to achieve the goal of killing the enemy. No matter how flexible the opponent is, he cannot afford to bet! Once he is hit, he will be treated on the spot. Therefore, in this extremely energy-consuming attack, the attacker and the attacked person are fighting, but they are often defeated by the passive side.

Sebala's teachings were still lingering in Grey's ears, and his movements were already exerted in a coherent and smooth manner.

The great sword stabbed out from Grey like a poisonous snake spitting a letter and attacked my chest. This action was nothing more than turning the sword blade and stabbing forward for two steps. It was fast and fierce to use, and it had already appeared in front of me in a flash.

But the next moment, my left foot exerted a little force, turned around and avoided the attack, and only moved one position, still calm down.

"Salted fish thorns, not bad."

Since it is a system that hosts the body, I still have time to tease me.

Grey's eyes were solemn, and his sword move changed, and he immediately changed the sprint to sweep, and immediately included my position in the attack range. The whole process was calm and generous, without showing murderous intent, just like flowing clouds and water.

Faced with this killing move, my right foot pointed the ground in front of me, and my figure retreated backwards. With less than five centimeters of distance, I avoided Gray's attack range, and then seemed to be pulled by an invisible line, and my whole person returned to the three-step assassination line.

Grey's eyes became even more serious. The big sword that had swept halfway through force changed its move. After drawing an arc beside me, he slashed down along the top of the arc. The rainbow-colored sword body turned into Asgard's rainbow bridge, spanning the nine realms and flying from the sky.

It can be seen that this move is no longer a range that Gray can easily control. If my reaction is not timely enough, it will be a one-shot and two-shot end.

But at the critical moment, I didn't even raise my head, and still responded to the moves with a slow pace. As the sword light was about to fall, even Gray, who made the sword, was frightened and could not even imagine the consequences.

"Bang!"

After a heavy blow, Gray stood sideways in the smoke and dust, and simply turned the direction of his body and dissolved the sword moves invisibly, and he didn't even want to walk even if he took a step more!

My voice came late.

"This move will break Huashan, and it's a mess."
Chapter completed!
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