Chapter 971 Attributes vs Skills

Zhang Heng realized when the guy in the middle of the road blocked the bullet from his sniper rifle that the other party had locked his hiding position in advance.

With Zhang Heng's current stealth skills, the possibility of being observed when approaching is very small. Therefore, there is only one explanation for this situation, and that is that the opponent's exoskeleton is equipped with something like a thermal detector. equipment.

And the guy opposite clearly knew that everyone in front of him had been killed by Zhang Heng with a sniper rifle, and he still stood so carelessly in the middle of the road. It was obviously not just because of his big heart. Don't look at the taunts he made as soon as he came up, and he looked like a rampant villain. But if he really believed his character, Zhang Heng would have been caught by his bombs just now.

In fact, Zhang Heng immediately left his previous hiding spot as soon as he missed the hit. This is why he was able to survive the explosion just now.

Moreover, Zhang Heng also used the heat wave generated by the explosion to interfere with the gap between the heat detectors on the opposite side and rushed directly in front of the enemy. At this time, he had already thrown away the sniper rifle in his hand. Although Zhang Heng's marksmanship was good, the sniper The hand needs a certain safe distance to exert its full strength, and when there is a thermal detector on the opposite side, widening the distance is tantamount to seeking death.

Therefore, Zhang Heng simply gave up the plan of sniping the opponent and directly switched to close combat.

And his choice also surprised his opponent slightly.

Because ordinary people will subconsciously want to avoid direct contact when they see that exoskeleton equipment. Especially just now, the man in the middle of the road showed off his reaction speed after wearing an exoskeleton and used an alloy shield to catch it. Sniper rifle bullets.

However, when he saw Zhang Heng rushing towards him, he did not panic. Instead, he yelled, "Well done!" and then swung his right fist.

Zhang Heng's movements were fast enough, and he passed through the fire in almost just one step. Before his men could reach him, the tungsten steel sword in his hand had already slashed towards the target's neck.

However, no matter how fast he is, it is only the limit that the human body can reach. In contrast, with the assistance of his exoskeleton, his opponent can already surpass the limit of the human body. The punch he threw came last and hit the target first. Zhang Heng's chest.

The previous battles ended too quickly. Mr. G, who was playing with the projection on the other side of the garden, didn't even see Zhang Heng's shadow. The screen was either directly facing the ground or the screen was black. Now it was rare that he could witness the whole process. It was a battle, so Mr. G was particularly engrossed in watching it, and wanted to use this battle to evaluate Zhang Heng's true strength.

From the moment the latter's first shot missed, to the moment his hiding place was blown up, he said nothing for the first time. He obviously didn't think Zhang Heng would die so easily. But when he saw the next scene, Zhang Heng rushed towards his opponent and couldn't help but said, "Comparing speed with exoskeleton equipment is not a wise choice."

However, Miss F on the other side did not speak, and just looked at the picture on the projection attentively.

Just before the fist was about to hit Zhang Heng's chest, the tungsten steel sword in Zhang Heng's hand suddenly disappeared out of thin air. When it reappeared, it had magically bypassed the opponent's arm and struck the opponent first. neck.

Miss F's eyes flashed, and she praised, "Good swordsmanship, no, maybe I should say swordsmanship."

"Why, is he also good at swordsmanship?" Mr. G asked curiously.

Miss F nodded, "With all basic attributes lagging behind, this is a technical suppression."

"So he has also been programmed into the memory of sword skills? By the way, what purpose is he a clone?"

"No, his memory of swordsmanship was not fabricated." Miss F paused, then explained, "To be more precise, it's just that the fabricated swordsmanship skills cannot reach such a level."

"How to say?"

"You must have heard that there is still a certain gap between the abilities directly given by the memory encoder and the abilities developed by oneself."

"Well, I have heard about this research topic. It is said that cloning technology has been developed to this day, and two-thirds of the records are still kept by humans themselves rather than clones."

"Yes, scientists don't know the reason for this. Even if the record owner's memory is completely copied into the clone's mind, it will be difficult for the latter to break the former's record."

"Is it because of muscle memory?" Mr. G asked with interest.

"Muscle memory is one thing, and there is also a gap in perception."

"Enlightenment? It's like the unity of heaven and man. I always thought that this kind of thing was just a fabrication in martial arts novels."

"That's not the case. It is rumored that real masters must rely on mental breakthroughs if they want to go further after practicing their moves to the extreme, and similar feelings cannot be transplanted to the clone along with the memory."

"Are you saying that his swordsmanship has reached this level? But hasn't his memory just been reset not long ago? What kind of understanding does he have from a clone?"

"This is also what I don't understand." Miss F said.

While the two were talking, Zhang Heng had already exchanged several moves with the man standing in the middle of the road.

The sudden sword attack earlier scared the man standing in the middle of the road half to death, but then he discovered that the tungsten steel sword in Zhang Heng's hand left nothing but a string of sparks after it struck his exoskeleton. Down.

So he resumed his previous arrogant attitude and shouted, "Hahaha, you can't even break my defense, so why are you trying so hard! Just let me hammer you to death, but I'm still pointing and using Your head in exchange for freedom."

Zhang Heng ignored the noisy guy opposite. As before, the actual reason why the man in the middle of the road was shouting so vigorously was also very simple. Although Zhang Heng could not break his defense now, he had nothing to do against Zhang Heng. He could only try to verbally attack his opponent. To stimulate.

Even with the help of the exoskeleton, Zhang Heng was completely suppressed in terms of four-dimensional attributes, but the man in the middle of the road was still depressed to find that he still couldn't end the battle cleanly because the target's sword skills and movement methods were superior to his. There is more than one level. In other words, the initiative in the battle is basically in Zhang Heng's hands.

His situation is not optimistic. Although he is now wearing a divine costume, if Zhang Heng is not willing to contact him head-on, he will not even be able to touch the corner of his clothes, and his superhuman strength, speed and reaction ability are not There is no cost. Although the exoskeleton has its own power system, his body still has to withstand a lot of force. It has been less than two minutes since the two of them fought. He is already slightly out of breath. He does not want this battle to eventually evolve. It becomes a war of attrition.

But what he didn't expect was that his opponent had the same plan.

Zhang Heng glanced at the time on his bracelet, then suddenly took two steps back and stuck the tungsten steel sword in his hand on the ground.