One Thousand Two Hundred and Fifty: No. 3?
1250: Number three?
When the sparks disappeared, Ling Lan's mecha was already a thousand meters away. At this time, her mecha was somewhat damaged, and a layer of the mecha shell on one side was cut off, revealing the closely intersecting parts and dense line templates inside the mecha.
Despite the tragic situation, he finally escaped and was not destroyed by the sword of the current Dao King.
"Boss." Luo Lang cried with joy when he saw Ling Lan was intact, and shouted loudly.
"What's going on?" Jin Dao Wang looked at Ling Lan who was a thousand meters away in astonishment, confused in his heart. The blow just now was foolproof, both in terms of speed and angle. Why did Ling Lan still deliberately dodge it? Could it be that the other party is no longer an imperial-level master, but has entered the god-level?
As soon as this possibility flashed through King Jin's mind, he shook his head decisively. Ling Lan's response and evasion in front of him proved that the opponent was only at the emperor level, and could at most reach the high level of the emperor. There was still more to break through the emperor level and enter the god level. It is absolutely impossible for two or three small classes to suddenly have an epiphany and advance to the god level in such a short period of time.
If it was so easy for a god-level master to advance directly by jumping three levels in a row, they would not have only three Divine Machine Kings in the past hundred years or so.
Advancing to the god level requires not only the accumulation of experience, but also some insights, and even a certain amount of opportunities, and insights and uncertain opportunities are the hardest to obtain. Many imperial-level masters never have these things in their lives.
Since the opponent is not a god-level master, how can he avoid his fatal blow? King Dao was confused now, but he couldn't find an answer that could explain it.
"Ling Lan, cheer up." Ling Lan's somewhat chaotic and ethereal consciousness was called back by a strong and hearty voice.
"? Instructor No. 3?" Ling Lan shook his head vigorously, shaking the turbidity out of his head, trying to make himself clearer.
"Well, your body is currently under my control. Originally, because of my appearance, your consciousness and spirit would take a temporary rest in the study space to resist the side effects of possession. However, No. 2 said that your mental power is already strong enough. , if you can resist these side effects, you can do it even if you don't take a rest, so I hope you can stay awake and carefully experience the mecha control I'm waiting for later," Instructor No. 3 said seriously.
"I see." Ling Lan was a little surprised but not surprised at the same time.
In fact, she chose to fight. To a large extent, she vaguely felt that if she really encountered a life-or-death disaster and was unable to resist, her mentor would come to the rescue. However, she was not sure whether this feeling was accurate. .
Now the instructor came out as she wished,
It also brought her an unexpected surprise. Ling Lan didn't expect that she would be able to experience the mecha control of Instructor No. 3 without being unconscious. You must know that at the Scout Central Academy, Instructor No. 5 appeared when she was unconscious.
Unexpectedly, the improvement of mental power would have such benefits. Ling Lan was a little lucky that she was not intimidated by the unbearable mental training method that tortured people to death. Years of self-abuse training finally brought her countless benefits. , whether it is the improvement of mental power or this time.
Ling Lan knew very well that Mentor No. 3 was very good at controlling mechas, but she didn't know who would be stronger between Mentor No. 3 and the god-level masters in this world? And it will be a great opportunity for her to experience the battle control between two super strong men.
Ling Lan had long realized that she had reached a bottleneck. This bottleneck was not the bottleneck for advancing from the imperial level to the god level, but the limit that Ling Lan was born with as a woman. Although she used various methods and hard training to broaden it, she just managed to reach this limit. The limit has been raised countless levels, but it can only go so far.
Ling Lan knew very well that if she could not solve this problem, she would be hopeless with the god level for the rest of her life. This was not a matter of chance, but a capacity issue. A bottle could only hold so much water. To advance to the god level, more water was needed. She couldn't even pretend to accumulate money, so how could she have that chance?
And by personally experiencing the control of a god-level master, she might be able to find a solution to her body capacity problem. Why did Ling Lan think so...well, it was insight that told her. Our classmate Ling Lan has a deep trust in the gift of insight.
Ling Lan and Instructor No. 3 had just communicated with their minds here, and King Dao came to attack again with his sword.
The repeated failures have made the current Dao King's murderous intention spread. If he cannot kill Ling Lan today, I am afraid that Ling Lan will become his inner demon in the future and will not improve for the rest of his life. Unless by a coincidence of fate, Ling Lan, the inner demon, is dealt with by one's own hands, it will no longer be possible to enter the realm of divine mysteries that a god-level master dreams of.
The current Dao King's thoughts were touched and he noticed something was wrong. This is the reason why the current Dao King decisively raised his sword to pursue Ling Lan and refused to give up.
Seeing the King of Jin's comeback and seeing that Ling Lan was safe, he felt relieved. Then he focused on Li Lanfeng, who pointed the gun at King of the Jin, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
"Bang!" This time, the beam hit the mecha's wrist accurately. The previous shot was useless due to panic and haste. It did not help Ling Lan at all, and almost caused Ling Lan to die under the opponent's sword. Li Lanfeng hated his incompetence deeply and he did not want it to happen again. .
Jin Dao King was too fast. Although Luo Lang and Xie Yi reacted quickly, they were still a beat too slow, and all the beams they fired missed.
"Damn it." Seeing that several consecutive shots were ineffective, Luo Lang angrily threw away the beam gun in his hand, picked up the giant sword behind his back, and rushed towards Jin Dao King who was already facing Ling Lan.
Luo Lang's thoughts were simple. Since he couldn't stop Jin Dao Wang with a gun, he would use his mecha to block it. In short, if you want to kill his boss, you must first step over your own corpse.
"You guys, remote interference."
At this moment, Ling Lan's calm voice came from the main channel of Luo Lang's mecha.
Luo Lang suddenly stopped the mecha, gritted his teeth and hung the giant sword back on his back, then picked up a beam gun and pointed it at King Jin.
Seeing Luo Lang rushing forward on the other side, Xie Yi quickly followed. He also heard Ling Lan's order on the channel and quickly stopped. Like Luo Lang, he picked up the beam gun and pointed it at King Jin.
But the two soon discovered that remote interference is not easy, especially since the two mechas were flickering east and west, hitting and flickering. They couldn't lock the current Dao King's mecha at all. To successfully interfere with the current Dao King, they must Rely on prediction.
Prejudgment depends either on intuition or one's own combat experience. If Qi Long arrives, this will not be a problem for him. His innate animal sense will tell him exactly what to do. As for Luo Lang, Xie Yi and the others, they had no talent in this area, so they could only rely on their own combat experience to speculate.
There is a certain degree of blindness in this speculation. It may be right or wrong. There is no doubt that this will be a gamble. By the way, they interfered with Jin Dao Wang, but by mistake, they may have done a disservice. Not only did they not interfere with Jin Dao King, they might even cause trouble to their own boss, because this beam of light was likely to attack his own boss.