Five Hundred and Eighty-Five Chapters Skills Are Not Bad, but Unfortunately the Strength Is a Little Worse

More importantly, there is more than one enemy here.

Just as the cat face mask jumped off, Luke's muzzle suddenly turned its direction.

Boom!

Two sparks flew, and a faint blue electric light flashed again in the other corner, revealing a burly figure again.

This figure is more burly and stronger than the cat-face mask, and the equipment on his body is basically the same.

However, it has two more circular holes under the eyes of its cheeks, like four eyes. The mouth and cheeks of the mask are in the style of vertical stripes, which are much more refined.

Luke tilted his head, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he muttered, "One-on-two, or two-on-one? That's a question."

However, after being hit by his bullet, the four-eyed mask that was out of invisibility did not move, and still stood quietly in place.

The cat-face mask standing opposite Luke pulled back with a backhand, and a short metal stick appeared in his hand.

The next moment, with the sound of the subtle metal bouncing, the two ends of the metal short stick about 1.5 meters popped out, turning into a metal spear over two meters.

It then directed at him, roared, turned the spear gently in its hand, and slowly approached.

Luke raised his eyebrows and glanced at the four-eyed mask behind it that was still motionless: "Cold weapon? One-on-one?"

He tilted his head and thought for a while, chuckled, put the pistol back in the holster, took two steps to the side, and pulled out the decorative spear in the hand of a certain statue.

This decorative spear is much larger, with a length of nearly three meters, and the spear body with the thickness of the goose egg is quite handy.

The cat-face mask on the opposite side saw the spear he got, and then rushed up quickly, the two-headed spear in his hand danced, constantly changing the attack route.

Luke pouted, and a powerful force that was rarely used erupted, and the decorative spear in his hand swept out with a whistling sound.

The cat face mask almost subconsciously held his spear with both hands and raised his hand to block it.

Although Luke's spear swept across, it was surprisingly fast.

It raised its hands,

The heavy body of the decorative spear smashed in front of him.

clang!

There was a loud sound of metal collision, and the body of the cat face mask was swept away and slammed into the stone wall next to it with a bang.

Luke shook his head regretfully: "The skill is not bad, but unfortunately the strength is a little worse."

In fact, the opponent's strength is not a little bit worse, but a big chunk.

Coupled with the heavy weight of the decorative spear in his hand, the cat face mask suffered a small loss, and the man and the spear were thrown out.

Luke looked at the still motionless four-eyed mask, and found it interesting: Is this really a fair duel?

Over there, amid the sound of clattering, the cat-faced mask swung by the decorative spear stood up, roared angrily, and charged up again.

But this time, its footsteps are short, and the frequency and stride are still changing. It is obviously a lot more serious with the spear in its hand.

Luke chuckled and shook his head: "Unless you can be violent, what's the use of anger."

This time, he did not bully this guy with his powerful strength, and held the middle part of the spear in both hands to meet him.

In the sound of clang, the two spears collided violently in an instant.

The double-headed spear of the cat-face mask rapidly changed its angle, and the various techniques of stabbing, picking, drawing, and pulling were extremely smooth, and the sharp spear points were always cruising around Luke's body.

Luke, on the other hand, used the spear in his hand as a stick, using the slightly practiced backhand stick technique, coupled with some pre-judgment of sensitive reactions and close-range spear fighting, to control the rhythm, and change the direction of the spear every time in the cat's face. volley in advance.

For a while, the spear of the cat-face mask was flying, but he couldn't even complete a complete attack.

That feeling is like when one person raises his fist in boxing, the other person hugs it tightly and doesn't give it enough space to exert force.

The cat face mask roared in anger, and the spear in his hand drew a brilliant silver circle in the air, but it was fruitless.

Luke didn't learn any professional stick skills or marksmanship, but relying on the three points of agility 20, quick reaction, and close-up gunfighting skills, he ate the cat's face to death.

Its only superior spear skills, in his extremely shameless personal entanglement, can not play out at all.

This kind of wretched tactic is so irritating, just think of a boxing champion who bit off a piece of his opponent's ear in anger.

The fight went on for more than ten seconds, and Luke found out the general details of the cat face mask, and had no intention of entanglement with it.

The decorative spear suddenly accelerated, shoved into the hands of the cat face from bottom to top, the spear swept left and right, and knocked on its wrists.

The cat's face mask had armguards on both hands to protect it, and it didn't break, but the two shocks made the hands loose for an instant.

Luke's spear took advantage of the momentum to pick it back, and the double-headed spear was picked up and flew out, and slammed into the stone wall next to it.

The cat face mask was furious in his heart, but Luke didn't stop, the decorative spear turned half a circle, and the lower half of the spear provoked from bottom to top, slammed between its crotch and legs.

In the dull clicking sound, the entire body of the cat face mask suddenly flew out of the air, over a distance of more than ten meters, and smashed into the wall below the four-eye mask.

Luke sneered and didn't look at the cat-face mask that fell under the stone wall.

Holding a single decorative spear, he stretched out his free left hand, stretched out his index finger and ticked at the four-eyed mask: "It's your turn, come on."

The four-eyed mask turned to the side, and the instrument in the mask scanned the cat-face mask.

The cat-face mask was twitching in the corner, and he was so weak that he couldn't get up at once. Luke broke several of its hip joints just now.

The four-eyed mask finally moved.

It also jumped down like a cat's face, stood more than ten meters away from Luke, and also pulled out a folded double-headed spear from its back, posing an offensive posture.

With its legs exerting force, it ran and rushed towards Luke.

Luke did not sweep like he did with the cat's face, but moved his feet, keeping the distance between the two within a certain range, but not close.

The decorative spear in both hands was held in one hand and swept towards its ankles.

The four eyes reacted equally quickly, and they evaded the sweep with their legs, and the double-headed spear pierced them.

Luke's heart shook: this guy is much stronger than that cat face, whether it is strength or reaction speed, at least 30% stronger.

He rolled over and crossed his four eyes, and one hand moved quickly around his waist to take off a tool.

The four eyes in the air just landed, and they felt their feet tighten, and a strong force came, and it was pulled upside down and flew back.

Its response was extremely fast, and two wrist blades suddenly popped out of its left hand and wiped it from the soles of its feet.

The power from the ankle suddenly disappeared, it rolled and then stood up and turned, the whole body slowly bowed, but it was going to attack with all its strength.

At its right ankle, there is also a knot hanging there.

Just now, the two sides were staggered and outdated, and Luke's primary rope skill set a set for it.

However, the reaction of the four eyes was really fast, and before he exerted force, it cut the rope with the wrist blade.