Chapter 630 Cry, Scream, and Die
The duel field has a 1/2 disadvantage to both duel parties.
Chen Fang was lucky, he entered an arcade dojo with a small space, and he hadn't found any effective lethal weapons against him yet.
Because Wu Qing was not familiar with the field, when Chen Fang approached and forced him to move, he had vision to the left and right and saw the edge. He didn't dare to dodge to the left and right and could only retreat, but he didn't notice the boundary behind him. His head was knocked and his center of gravity was unstable. Chen Fang seized the opportunity to suppress him at the edge of the page.
When defending, Wu Qing felt a little strenuous.
Although the opponent did not use any elemental power, it was just an "ordinary" fist, but this "ordinary" fist is not ordinary at all. No matter how strong or weak the opponent is, as long as he does not defend or fails to defend, he will be beaten The whole body is stiff, and there is no counterattack, as if there are rules, which is very unreasonable.
He failed to defend well a few times, was punched a few times, his body was stiff, and he couldn't make other moves. If the opponent didn't seize the opportunity, he might have fallen into an extremely passive situation.
Chen Fang's several mistakes also made Wu Qing realize that Chen Fang was not that proficient in using this strange ability and move, as long as he could prevent it, the time when Chen Fang made another mistake was the time for him to fight back.
So Wu Qing began to focus on defense, waiting for Chen Fang to show his flaws, and then waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.
This opportunity will come soon.
Because it is the first time to use the Yashen incarnation, although the moves are all in Chen Fang's mind, and he knows how to hit them, but his hands and feet can't keep up. Sometimes he thinks quickly, but the moves are slow and he doesn't connect. , Only then did I think of how to fight, but the strength was exhausted and I couldn't get it back.
Before and after, Chen Fang's thinking and hands and feet were not on the same channel, playing very chaotically, without rhythm at all, and he was able to suppress Wu Qing largely because the opponent was not familiar with this unreasonable power.
It is said that those whose movements cannot keep up with their thinking are called slow beats, and those whose thinking cannot keep up with their movements are called ADHD.
Chen Fang beats slowly for a while, hyperactivity for a while, like a nervous twitch.
Shengsheng beats the ancient martial arts of the Yagami style with the beauty of violence into a bastard fist.
It looked like Wu Qing was crushed to death by him, but basically he was not injured.
And because his moves are incoherent, there are many loopholes.
Moreover, he was always thinking about breaking the opponent's defense and ending the battle with a one-shot kill. As a result, the more he held on to this idea, the more flaws and loopholes would become bigger and bigger when he attacked.
The result can be imagined.
When Chen Fang tried to catch and pick up sunflowers with the crumb wind, he gave Wu Qing a chance.
The spear parried, and the blood thorn suddenly appeared. Chen Fang hastily defended against the blood thorn, but was shot flying from one end to the other, hitting the boundary and falling to the ground.
Chen Fang did a good job of pressing first, but it was a mess when he reached the edge of the board.
If there was a blood bar, in the previous suppressed wave, Chen Fang only hit Wu Qing with a little blood, and he was shot by the opponent, at least one-sixth of his blood was killed.
What a shame.
Chen Fang got up from the ground, his face was red with embarrassment.
Wu Qing also felt ashamed. It was too ugly for him to be suppressed by a guy who used Wang Baquan for so long.
Lifetime shame!
Wu Qing's anger welled up in his heart, the vine spear pierced the ground, and the blood element poured into the ground, turning the ground into a bloody swamp, spreading towards Chen Fang.
Seeing this, Chen Fang launched a purple fire ground wave free of charge to stop the spread of the swamp. It took a lot of effort to stop the spread of the bloody swamp.
Seeing that Chen Fang prevented him from turning the entire space into a home field, Wu Qing snorted coldly, stopped sending blood elements to the ground, and directly stirred up the swamp blood mud, turning it into a giant with blood mud as skin and a lot of grass roots as bones. The python attacked Chen Fang, and he also hid his figure behind the bloody mud python and followed.
The blood slime python was very aggressive and mighty. Chen Fang quickly used the ground wave to attack, but it was useless like a mud cow entering the sea, so he switched to eight wine cups to try to control the momentum of the blood slime python, but it still had no effect. When turning around, he slightly restricted the opponent's mobility, and when the move passed, the bloody mud python still charged.
Seeing that blood was coming, Chen Fang had no choice but to expend a lot of energy and use a big move to get out of trouble.
A thick purple pillar of fire rushed towards the sky obliquely, hitting the python's lower jaw and passing through, disintegrating the entire giant python.
Sparks, muddy water, and grass root fragments fell all over the sky, and a figure quickly walked through it. The tip of the spinning blood water gun pointed directly at Chen Fang's chest, and Wu Qing took advantage of the situation to strike.
After using the ultimate move, Chen Fang was in a state of stiffness, and he was only able to react before the tip of the bloody water gun was about to pierce his chest.
Chen Fang retreated quickly and turned sideways, avoiding the fate of being pierced through the chest, but was stabbed in the shoulder, and was kicked out by Wu Qing's midsection, and hit the boundary again.
When he fell to the ground, Chen Fang endured the severe pain and rolled over, but finally he didn't fall to the ground.
The sharp pain in the shoulder made Chen Fang wake up, and the bleeding wound made him realize that he couldn't continue the wave, and he shouldn't be stubborn about using any big moves.
Waking up from the frenzied idea of using ultimatum, Chen Fang gradually calmed down, recalling his irrational behavior just now, both annoyed and afraid.
After adjusting his mentality and state, Chen Fang confronted Wu Qing again, and gradually became familiar with the use of fists and basic moves during the attack. At the same time, it also reminded Chen Fang of some things when he went to the King of Fighters.
The most basic light and heavy punches in the King of Fighters are very important. They need to be used for attacking volleys, hitting hard straight, and driving the rhythm of the attack.
When everyone first came into contact with King of Fighters, there must have been such a situation, that is, they did not pay attention to the coordination of fists and feet, and always wanted to kill with rubbing, and then they were knocked down by man-machine punches.
Chen Fang was like this when he first came into contact with the King of Fighters when Lan Xing was a child. He pressed the buttons randomly, and the joystick turned like a hot wheel. Broken, and then taught to be a man with light fists and heavy feet.
Later, after a few times of instruction from the "expert" elementary school student, he learned to hold back his big heart, predict first, then chase and fight back with fists and feet, and use the attack that must hit the opponent to hit the opponent hard, and then continue consecutively Skill or kill.
After being taught by the "expert" elementary school students, Chen Fang's skills have been sublimated, and he finally went from not being able to pass the level with coins, to clearing the level with coins, and then to clearing the level with one coin. The taste is worth aftertaste.
Recalling his previous experience, Chen Fangxin calmed down, without arrogance or impetuosity, he used basic moves to attack Wu Qing, and gradually became proficient and honed his own moves.
Once he calmed down, Chen Fang's fighting talent, which was praised by Mr. Liu Liuliu, was also brought into play. After a short period of adaptation, his attacks became much more orderly, and he gradually mastered the attack rhythm.
On the contrary, due to the unreasonable rules of Chen Fang's fists and feet, Wu Qing gradually lost the initiative and fell into a state of passive defense.
Being suppressed again, Wu Qing thought that Chen Fang would fight indiscriminately like before, but what surprised him was that the other party did not have that kind of situation again.
Can only defend but cannot counterattack, Wu Qing began to get anxious.
"Asshole, I don't believe you can hold back my trick."
Wu Qing let out a loud cry, and his whole body exploded with crimson light. Amidst the turmoil of his blood, a powerful force was generated and gathered in his body, which was about to erupt.
However, just when Wu Qing was about to explode his power potential, Chen Fang deliberately sold a loophole, making Wu Qing think he had an opportunity, and voluntarily gave up his defense before the power exploded. As a result, Chen Fang caught him before he could make a move. Seizing the opportunity, he picked out the kidney scraps, wind and sunflower three times in a row, and was hit hard on the head and flew out. When he stood up from the ground in embarrassment, he was dizzy and his head was buzzing.
The physique of the awakened person made Wu Qing not dizzy for a long time, and he recovered in just three or two breaths, but when he raised his head, Chen Fang appeared in his eyes rushing towards him with an afterimage behind him.
Before he could react in time, Wu Qing was directly caught by Chen Fang and pinned to the ground.
"Cry, scream, and die!"
"That's it!"
The violent roar rang in Wu Qing's ears. Looking at Chen Fang's violent gaze, his eyes were full of horror. He wanted to struggle to get up, but he couldn't. When Chen Fang's scratched hand appeared on his chest, He knew he was screwed.
The reality is not an arcade game, Wu Qing was caught by Chen Fang, and he ended up with a set of seconds.
The eight-year-old girl scratched with her bare hands, disembowelled her stomach, and splashed blood everywhere. Chen Fang's three punches directly smashed Wu Qing's chest down, and the purple fire that exploded in the end directly burned Wu Qing to death. With black charcoal, the dead cannot die again.
"Wa hahaha!"
Chen Fang got up and laughed wildly, a charred corpse was lying beside him, Yue Xia was a little nervous.