Chapter 1077 Counterattack

Bai Yu's arms were waving wildly, and the eight-armed warrior "swept in all directions" with one move, really attacking in all directions at the same time.

And if you just have more arms and lose the guidance of precision, it will still be meaningless in high-level battles. What scares the most knowledgeable warriors is the precise and precise attacks of each arm of that young man.

Heavy punches, fast punches, and boom punches, the three basic punches are used in succession, and the waltz of eight-hand viewing tears, shatters, and hits everything in front of you.

And this is only the outermost attack of this round of offensive.

"tyrannical."

The rampaging vines all around are truly sweeping everything around.

However, this God-of-War-like explosion hit nothing.

"3, 7, 11."

"speak English."

"Seven movements (constrictingly) and eleven steps in one second. He walked a full circle around you, but you didn't even see his footprints."

". Next time, just talk about coping strategies."

"Erupt in two seconds. To the southwest, retreat quickly."

After a simple inquiry, the time has come. The flame flower summoned by Lu Ping'an once again forced away the opponent who tried to get close to him.

He took a deep breath, and the flames gathered on his feet. As a flame runner, he tried to distance himself.

In just ten seconds of fighting, the offense and defense were reversed, and Lu Ping'an was forced into a dead end.

"Get away!"

With an explosive roar, Lu Ping'an's "Eight Arms" once again completed a burst.

So far, he has only used "range attacks" just because...

"Why can't I catch his movements? He has no reason to avoid my eyes. It doesn't seem to be at absolute speed."

"His current fighting power is at the peak of the law, and his physical condition is very average. In fact, he is not as fast as you. But he just uses his actions to always stay in the blind spot of your vision. Those seemingly fast movements are actually an illusion, but he 'just happens' to use them It shrinks the ground, turns just in advance, and saves key movements. It looks a bit like a 'frame skipping'."

This is what Big Cat calls "seven movements in one second", and it is also a measure of the fighting rhythm of a high-level fighter.

That is, how many effective operations you can make per unit time. This is not as simple as how many punches you can make per second.

In just that moment of explosion, the opponent completed actions such as "shrinking the ground", "emergency stop", "shunpo", "stepping on the ground and bursting". In those eleven steps, he had actually completed three attacks in four directions.

The number reported directly by Big Cat is because in the field of high-level fighters, this is the "basic".

For a true veteran, just hearing this number will understand how much control the opponent has over their "flesh."

"I probably move three times a second?"

"You haven't broken through the concept of one movement per second. The 'movement' here refers to effective control, and it is 'control'. It is your modification of the original movement. You think about throwing a punch, and then punch it, but in this During the process, stop your fists and then switch to kicks before you move. This is the 'skill' of high-level fighters."

The actual combat technology has many fancy names, but judging from the results, Lu Ping'an was unable to capture the opponent's movements and trajectories at all.

All predictions are wrong, or they were once correct. After making the decision, the other party's prediction was successful and changed a set of actions, which naturally turned into a mistake.

".This does not mean that high-level fighters fight against low-level fighters. It is simply crushing them."

"The control of the body between the two parties is not at the same level. With the same body, the other party can really exert 'one hundred percent', but you yourself can only perform about ten percent of the limit."

Originally, Lu Ping'an knew that even if his opponent succeeded in descending from the gods, he should be limited to below the rules level, so he should be relatively easy to deal with.

And now, if he hadn't been forced to show the "Multi-Armed God of War" trump card at the beginning, and also used a large-scale AOE at all costs, I'm afraid he would have been successful at close range.

For the first time, facing an opponent with "weaker" hard power, Lu Pingan was completely crushed in terms of skills and practical experience.

A fighter is the skill to control the body. Maybe the opponent has lost the cool fighting skills and powerful characteristics of a high-level fighter, but just those hard-earned practical skills and experience are not what Lu Ping'an can do now.

"Why didn't you teach me how many movements per second?"

"Teach you? Can you learn it? It requires complete control of the body. At least a sixth-level fighter can start, and only a seventh- and eighth-level fighter can practice properly."

Initially, Lu Ping'an decided to take this path because his control over the "physical body" was too poor, which resulted in his spirit ghost system being only average and unable to reach its upper limit.

Now, he has seen the 'upper limit', but he would rather not encounter it

"tyrannical."

Fortunately, my tentacles are part of my body, so even a large-scale attack costs very little. I can protect myself before trying to hunt.

".How can it be!"

And in the storm of tentacles thrown up by Lu Ping'an, this man walked in calmly.

Not fast, not slow, sometimes he took a few steps, sometimes he lowered his head slightly. Those tentacle attacks seemed to be coordinated with it, just passing through the skin.

Countless tentacles, just like the breeze blowing on the face, were "happened" to be crossed by it.

If it wasn't Lu Ping'an who was the initiator of the attack, he would have suspected it was match-fixing.

"He has observed enough and figured out the limits of his physical body. It will be very difficult to fight next."

Well, it turned out that I was able to hold on until now just because the opponent was warming up.

Lu Ping'an's scalp felt numb when he saw "Akul" who was lightly crossing his vine network.

He couldn't help but think of the past, and the end of the sophist, the unlucky guy who was hammered to pieces within ten seconds. At the time, his own hardware was far inferior to the Li Fan in front of him, but the opponent was as accurate as a big cat. God comes to earth.

"Oh, they are both quasi-gods. They are so different. If we were face to face, I could blast him with one hand."

But now, the quasi-god's descending body waved his arms as if he was going to blow Lu Ping'an to pieces with one hand.

At this moment, Lu Ping'an tried to use various means to hinder it, but it was meaningless.

The gap in "combat experience and skills" was so overwhelming that all of Lu Ping'an's looks and movements would be exposed in an instant, or even blocked by predictions in advance.

Shrinkage and distance yourself? It's useless, the opponent has already stopped at the coordinate point of your shrinkage.

Tentacle rebound attack? It's meaningless. Your opponent can predict your "simple" action trajectory with his eyes closed.

The absolute crushing power seemed to indicate that Lu Pingan had no chance of victory. In fact, even the master of ceremonies in the sky almost announced Lu Pingan's defeat in advance.

"Tsk, that Akul, it's so shameless to end up beating a kid."

The crushing force of absolute strength created a Jedi that could not win, and when Akul stood in front of Lu Ping'an again, perhaps in everyone's mind, everything was over.

No wonder he dared to waste time before. The huge gap in strength gave him absolute confidence to solve the problem within two minutes.

But now, the war has only started for a few dozen seconds.

"Young man, you are very good. But you are too young, so let's stop here."

The unpleasant fist was swung straight towards Lu Ping'an's face, but as the victim, he clearly saw through everything, trying to avoid the fist but always waiting for him at the end.

Seems like magic? But Lu Pingan, who has received the teaching, knows that his opponents are constantly "changing", and all his struggles are included in his calculations.

The struggle seems to be meaningless.

Lu Ping'an, who had finally reached this point, seemed to have no choice but to watch himself being knocked out with one punch, and then it was over?

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, this punch was strangely caught by the "young man".

Holding the fist, his dull white eyes did not look at his opponent.

At this time, even the quasi-god Akul also showed a look of surprise.

but

"Boom!"

One punch hit Akul directly in the face.

Then, before he could react, he fell on his back in shame and stared at the sky in confusion.

The posture Lu Ping'an was in just now is the posture he is in now.

At this scene, even the gods opened their eyes wide and had no idea what was happening.

"You like to bully others? Okay, reciprocate."