One Thousand One Hundred Seventy-Three, Reflection, Review!

And if he really knows the reason, probably only Mu Shao who is in the box of the Sanmu Consortium.

There are also those who have already been eliminated, but they are in a viewing angle that only participating players can have, with all kinds of ugly faces all over the world.

"The True Eye of God... Such a good piece of equipment is cheap for the biggest opponent!"

"It's a waste of 200 pieces of legendary equipment to exchange for the ring. Well, this is good, but it can be replaced logically..."

But compared to the aggrieved that the world is on fire, Young Master Mu's face is still relatively calm at this time, as if he has made some kind of decision.

That's right, the reason why Feng Luo was able to mobilize his full strength and his body was under control.

Directly "blocking" three sniper bullets with his eyes is precisely because after killing All Fire, he obtained the second skill of the necklace "True Eye of God" - [God's Will].

"Blessed by God's will, all things can manifest divine power!"

When Feng Luo concentrated his mental power on the three bullets through his sight and super dynamic vision, his heart was filled with a strong desire to stop these bullets.

His "will" directly affects "reality" through the addition of this skill, and thus this scene that makes the spectators excited but puzzled appears!

Of course, it is also fortunate that the skill of "True Eye of God" consumes mental power and not force.

Otherwise, Feng Luo, whose original force was half out of control, might still not be able to activate this "life-saving" skill.

...

The three sniper bullets were like an assassin whose throat was blocked, and could only rotate in the air one meter away from Feng Luo!

"Crack, crack, crack..."

In the end, all run out of strength.

Three sniper bullets fell freely in front of Feng Luo, onto the rocks that had become messy in the previous series of explosions.

"call!"

Then, Feng Luo, who had been stagnant for several seconds, was finally able to act.

First, he moved his fingers, and then he raised his head completely, staring sharply at the direction of the three ambushing snipers.

But he didn't raise the "Windrunner-V" in his hand to fight back, because the three snipers retreated decisively after three A-level bullets failed, and disappeared from his field of vision.

Even he, without unlocking the 24K and scouting beetle, could not track people from such a long distance.

If you miss a hit, you stop immediately, not even giving your opponent a chance to counterattack.

These three snipers, or the "magic hand" behind the ambush plan, made Feng Luo feel "passive" when facing the player for the first time.

After watching for four or five seconds, Feng Luo seemed to be in a trance.

Suddenly, turning around, the right hand wearing the death glove slammed past his waist.

"Swoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

The next moment, the three mysterious playing cards, at a speed comparable to sniper bullets, spun towards him, about 20 meters to the side, and rushed towards a forest that didn't look alike at all.

Thinking about it, it was like venting the accumulated anger that could not be fought back.

"Puff puff!"

However, this is clearly not the case in reality.

Because, the three mysterious poker cards that were moving at high speed without destructive psionic energy, and whose color became translucent, had already made the sound of hitting something before they were about to approach the forest!

"Wow!"

Afterwards, a faint wave of force emerged in the air, and a figure of a player in combat uniform appeared in front of the woods.

However, at this moment, his eyes were full of astonishment, and his body was falling backwards with a white light.

"-6292, -5039, -6530!"

Three poker shots hit his forehead, throat and heart accurately.

Even if there is no psionic energy added, the fatal damage of nearly 20,000 in total is enough to drain his blood volume directly.

The battle just now was extremely intense.

It's a mech and a missile,

Another continuous explosion, it is obviously impossible not to attract the attention of the participating players in the Sanctuary Battlefield.

It's just because the location of the explosion belongs to the side of the mountain, which happens to be isolated by the mountain top, so most of the long-distance players, even if they want to take advantage of it, are impossible.

However, after all, there are still courageous players.

This scout player obviously relied on his mastery of the "invisibility" force, and he was also a scout professional.

I want to sneak here secretly, looking for cheap opportunities!

It's just a pity that at this distance, he is like a light bulb, and it is impossible to escape Feng Luo's spiritual perception.

"Poker?"

"A poker card with high damage is definitely epic equipment!"

"I'll go! Flying poker kills people, this hand is even more handsome!"

The scene of the three poker cards instantly triggering the G-spot of the spectator players again.

After all, flying playing cards to kill people is definitely a hundred times more chic than the bloody scene of killing people with sniper guns.

In particular, three playing cards flew out in an instant, all of which hit the vital point.

"Three playing cards just hit three vital parts of this scout. It feels like responding to the three bullets from the September Guild just now."

"You think too much, this just shows that Fengshen's skills are superb, how can it be connected with the previous one?"

And even more spectators thought of the three sniper bullets aimed at Feng Luo's three vital points just now.

Feng Luo didn't know what the spectators were discussing at this time. If he knew, he would probably praise him at this time.

Because, in fact, these three playing cards are really "related" to the previous three bullets.

After obtaining the "Little King" from the hands of the vampire count, Mystic Poker has been able to use psychic manipulation.

It also meant that even if Feng Luo couldn't move his whole body just now, he still had the ability to drive playing cards!

If the mental power added by the "God's Will" before cannot take effect, these three mysterious poker cards will fly out in time to block the three A-level sniper bullets.

This point may sound a little "fantasy", but in fact, it is not very difficult.

Because, the items manipulated by mental power are actually far easier and more accurate than throwing them with hands, especially when Feng Luo's control over mental power has greatly increased after half a year of "gathering artifacts".

However, if the three poker cards were really used to block three sniper bullets before, the players outside would probably be in high spirits and "explode"!

After all, poker blocking bullets undoubtedly feels more "cool" than the previous knife-slashing bullets and sniper missiles!

"It's just...too cool!"

After killing this scout player who wanted to pick up a bargain, Feng Luo didn't care about the equipment and loot he exploded.

Instead, with a serious expression on his face, he turned his head to look in the direction of the members of the September Guild again.

To be honest, although he didn't have any substantial losses in the battle just now, it made him involuntarily reflect on himself.

Since entering the competition, although he has habitually dealt with battles seriously, he inevitably lowered his vigilance because of the smooth sailing.

This is even more obvious, especially after easily killing "The World Is All Fire" and obtaining the "True Eye of God", which greatly increases the detection ability of spiritual power, which is almost equivalent to the situation of "cracking". .

In the end, they happened to run into the mechanical unit of "God Hand", the "Top Ten Mecha Masters" with mechas that interfered with mental power.

However, this is not the real reason why he was "ambushed" by the magic hand and fell into crisis for the first time in a long time.

In fact, the real reason should be after taking the position of "the first person in "War Discipline".

Although he didn't take this matter seriously, he had to say that there was still an emotion called "pride" in his heart.

This point is actually human nature.

Because, to be honest, there is no one who really doesn't like being famous, being admired, and being noticed.

It's just that Feng Luo has always preferred the freedom brought by a low profile to the troubles brought about by fame.

However, in this PK match, it is completely guessed that there should be at least tens of millions of people watching the battle behind him as the "first person".

Even Feng Luo could not help but do some things that he would not normally do because of this "all attention", and even some things that he knew in his head to be wrong!

In fact, in the battle just now, if he found the mechanical spider approaching at the beginning.

Just use your own speed to open the distance, or stealth away from the mechanical spider's attack, and then use the range advantage to pull the attack, which will not give the magic hand a chance to follow up.

However, he didn't do that, but chose to stand and wait for the spider mech to approach.

In addition, after determining that the target belongs to a mechanical unit.

The most correct choice should be to replace the "electromagnetic bomb" that has been unlocked in the tactical vest and has a better effect on mechanical units, or the "liquid metal armor-piercing bomb" made by Old John specifically for mechanical units. ".

However, he did not choose to change the sniper bullet.

Instead, he chose to waste the psionic energy even more, blowing up the eight legs of the spider mecha, this is a more "showy" way to deal with it, which is destined to attract people's cheers!

"This once-armed battle can be regarded as a reminder to myself."

Feng Luo pressed the epic card box and took back the three mysterious playing cards. After the mysterious playing cards were launched, it took a certain amount of time to recharge.

"Sure enough, you are worthy of being the first person in "War Discipline", the fallen leaves of the wind, looking forward to the next confrontation, and the food in the shelter, I would like to ask you from the city that never sleeps to help take care of it."

However, Feng Luo did not go after the September guild members.

In the public channel, it was at this time that a sentence with an exclamation came out from the magic hand.

"..."

Feng Luo didn't answer, and his expression didn't look angry.

Just looking up, he raised his head again and looked at the black spot in the sky.

The ambush by the September guild did wake him up, but it didn't mean Feng Luo would thank them.

In fact, although Feng Luo's character was not necessarily vindictive, it was absolutely impossible for him not to retaliate against such a targeted ambush.

Because of the situation at this supply point, he is indeed at the present moment, and it is impossible to catch up and kill "God Hand" and others.

However, he had already discovered that bird-shaped reconnaissance mech that had never been destroyed.

Even though it was over a thousand meters away, he had already remembered it completely in his mind. As long as it appeared again, this mecha master would not be able to escape!

"What?"

"Leaves of the Wind!"

"Food, shelter? The fallen leaves of the wind are here!"

Unlike Feng Luo, most of the few remaining peripheral players turned ugly after hearing this.

The unsightly reason to hear this one ID of "The Fallen Leaves of the Wind" is one aspect.

On the other hand, it is because the words of God's hand also mentioned "the city that never sleeps".

If Feng Luo was the only one, even though these people had already been killed or injured in the battle, it was impossible for them to show any fear out of face.

It's just that Feng Luo is the president of the city that never sleeps. When he appears here, reinforcements from the city that never sleeps may also arrive!

"retreat!"

Some players are more decisive.

Because, after they contacted through the guild channel, they found that their guild's reinforcements could not arrive in time.

So, in the end, they wisely chose to give up the fight for this shelter that stored food.

"What's wrong with the fallen leaves of the wind? Could it be that there are three heads and six arms!"

"Many of our people have already rushed here... As long as we contain him for a while, and then surround him secretly... Killing the 'No. head."

Of course, players who are still full of "confidence" also exist.

After all, the threshold for this PK competition is only force, not IQ.

The temptation to kill the "No. 1 master" in full view may be more real for some ordinary guilds that don't have much chance of winning the championship.