Chapter 1142: Rogue Cultivator Vs. Sect Saint

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The parts on the Mo Ling were all rare metals purchased through the postman.

The total value of those parts is equivalent to the entire property of an average Old One.

It can be said that if the parts on the Mo Ling were dismantled and sold.

The star source sold can buy back a slave of the Old One level.

Your war elephant is very strong.

But as a casual cultivator, how can you be the opponent of the sect saint.

This is a dimensionality reduction attack on resources.

It can easily wipe out sweat and hard work.

There is no skill, it's all numbers.

This is where the transformed warrior is powerful.

As long as you have money, let alone a war elephant of a god.

Even the Old One can be blasted into slag for you.

The disadvantage shown by Mo Ling now is just to avoid killing the war elephant.

At the same time, there is also a part of the reason for hiding strength.

The two sides in the Colosseum fought again.

Mo Ling used the characteristics of Tai Chi to beat the war elephant so hard that he could not find his way for a while.

On the stands, Huatou said to Fan Xing with a serious expression: "If you fight against the war elephant, what are your chances of winning?"

Fan Xing was stunned, and then said: "Do you mean in a scene like a gladiatorial fight with rules?

Or a life-and-death fight without rules?"

Huatou thought about it, and then said: "Tell me about both."

Fan Xing is an honest man. He said without thinking: "If it is in the arena, I will never be the opponent of the war elephant.

But if it is a life-and-death fight.

Before he saw me, my poisonous insects had already hollowed out his body."

Fan Xing's answer was almost the same as Huatou expected.

There must be a reason why this guy can sit firmly in the first place.

At this time, Fan Xing asked back: "What about you? What will you do when facing a war elephant?"

Slippery head pondered for a moment, then smiled and said: "I can't beat you, can I beat this big guy?"

After saying that, he seemed to remember something, so he added: "Whether in the arena or on the battlefield."

Hearing this, Fan Xing just nodded lightly and didn't say much.

He didn't think Slippery head was bragging.

Slippery head's ability is very strange.

The enemies who died in his hands all collapsed from the soul level.

If his ability is physical damage.

Then Slippery head's ability is magic damage, and it is magic damage to the soul.

Especially when Slippery head shouted: "Grandma, help me!"

It was a tricky one.

At that time, as long as he appeared in his field of vision, he would not even have a chance to resist.

While the two chatted, their eyes still stayed in the Colosseum.

The battle on the field has entered a white-hot stage.

The war elephant has entered the deepest level of violence.

At this moment, his body was completely controlled by the instinct of a living being.

His consciousness had fallen into a deep sleep.

This state would last until his violent state ended.

From this point of view, this guy really tried his best.

From the perspective of combat experience alone, there was an unbridgeable gap between him and Mo Ling.

Zhan Xiang was only about thirty years old at most.

Even if he had started training in combat in his mother's womb, he would have at most thirty years of combat experience.

On the other hand, Mo Ling.

Her database contained the combat experience of countless combat masters throughout human civilization who had practiced hard throughout their lives.

If combat experience is compared to Taoism.

Zhan Xiang's Taoism was at most thirty years old.

Even if he was a genius with an extraordinary understanding.

Multiply his thirty years of Taoism by ten.

That would be more than three hundred years of Taoism.

And Mo Ling's Taoism could be thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years.

The total number of battles fought by countless fighters may be hundreds of thousands or even millions.

A person cannot fight so many battles in his lifetime.

In addition, Mo Ling's body is extremely hard.

Even if the war elephant exchanges injuries for injuries and hits Mo Ling.

It cannot cause any real damage to Mo Ling.

There is only one possibility to make Mo Ling lose the ability to move.

That is to damage the chip responsible for calculation in the opponent's head.

However, Mo Ling is not a fool.

Or rather, the doctor who transformed Mo Ling is not a fool.

The chip is fragile, but the skull that protects the chip and the brain is not fragile.

Quite the contrary.

The most valuable part of Mo Ling's body is the bones that support her body.

Among them, the skull is the most valuable.

Therefore, those "colleagues" on the list of [Dawn of the Gods] privately call Mo Ling an old woman with steel bones.

You can't even break the defense, how can you play a few games with her.

Earlier, Mo Ling was worried that she would be knocked out of the arena by the war elephant and thus lose the fight.

This was completely her overthinking.

Because in her subconscious cognition, the war elephant should have the same fighting consciousness as her, or even higher than her.

After all, close combat is the area she is least good at.

But as the battle time was prolonged.

Mo Ling suddenly felt that this big guy seemed stupid.

There were flaws all over his body.

There is no pattern in the attack, just like a reckless man.

It can be said that Mo Ling is getting more and more relaxed as the fight goes on.

After getting familiar with the rhythm of the attack of the war elephant, it is difficult for the war elephant to touch her.

However, the audience does not think so.

In the eyes of the audience, Mo Ling's fighting style is a cowardly act.

Unlike the war elephant, he does not dodge or evade, and his moves are open and close.

Therefore, there are constant boos in the audience.

From time to time, someone mocks Mo Ling.

In the face of this situation, Mo Ling only needs to give an instruction to the hearing system through the chip connected to the brain.

Replace those mocking words with praise.

For example, replace "coward" with "beautiful girl", and replace "trash" with "too strong and spicy".

In short, just listen to what you want to hear.

Therefore, Mo Ling becomes more and more courageous and fights harder.

After all, the audience is full of flowers and applause.

Fortunately, these audiences do not have rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves in their hands.

Otherwise, Mo Ling would need to tamper with her visual system.

Use the images generated by real-time calculation to replace what she sees.

This will increase the load on the chip in her brain.

About half an hour later.

The war elephant let out an unwilling roar, and then fell to the ground exhausted.

His body was pierced with countless holes by Mo Ling's steel spikes.

It looked like the surface of honeycomb coal.

The moment the war elephant was released from the violent state.

The synthetic neurotoxin accumulated in his body suddenly erupted.

The toxin has even invaded his brain.

However, he is a god, and his body has the ability to repair itself.

Therefore, he only needs to lie down for a few days, and these toxins will become ineffective.

At the same time, his body will also produce antibodies to this neurotoxin.