Analysis of Chapter 44.

No. 127 screamed wildly, and the vascular tentacles all over his body flew wildly, entangled together like ropes, and hit Fang Lin hard on the back!

Fang Lin, who closed his eyes tightly, was knocked away like a small stone! His back was bruised with blood from the blows, and the flesh was rolled up, but a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Fang Lin's mouth, because No. 127 missed another opportunity to seriously injure the enemy. Fang Lin was most worried about No. 127. Take advantage of yourself to punch him Before he had time to pull it out, he used thousands of twisted and twitching blood vessels to lay out a dense network of defense formations on the body surface, sealing his escape route, and then methodically took turns using the extremely sharp stabs of the blood vessels. Come over, this is the most difficult thing!

But this possibility is very small, because human beings are animals that act according to instinct. For No. 127 to make the above-mentioned choices that are beneficial to themselves, it is like an ordinary person suppressing the extremely itchy feeling on his arm and helplessly It's like watching the highly poisonous mosquitoes sucking blood greedily, and yet still tiptoeing and methodically looking for mosquito killer to spray on your arms.

A normal person's reaction to being bitten by a mosquito is to slap the mosquito in the face. No. 127 had a similar reaction, and drew out with a "pop" sound with his vascular tentacle. The difference is that a mosquito would be slapped to death by an ordinary person, but Fang Lin would be whipped away by the vascular tentacles and escape from danger!

The fist burning with purple flames was pulled out of No. 127's body with a "wave" sound!

No. 127, who was originally baring its teeth and claws, roared in pain, and more than half of the veins and tentacles in its body softened. Its body was shaking violently due to pain and anger. It tried hard to turn around and face Fang Lin. The terrifyingly scheming opponent launches a series of attacks. However, this action that is usually easy to do is as difficult as the sky!

Fang Lin closed his eyes, and he looked very embarrassed as he sat slumped next to him, as if his spine had been broken. However, he immediately reached out and grabbed the edge of the flower stand next to him, and Fang Lin's fingers gave people a strange feeling. Tight. There was a powerful, steady feeling, and then he rolled back, loaded the gun, and raised the gun!

The defenders' dark muzzles were pointed at No. 127 again! Then a large number of dense bullets were sprayed over, and No. 127's blood vessels were twitching and churning crazily, but after all, his body was temporarily constructed of fresh human flesh and blood. Unlike the butcher, whose thick fat is soaked in purple-black venom, the hot bullets hit No. 127's body surface with blood and flesh splattering, as if dense raindrops hit the calm water, making it look extremely miserable.

While No. 127 was beaten and staggered backwards, he was still roaring angrily, piercing deeply with his vein tentacles and rolling up a big tree next to him, and then pulled it up with force and threw it towards Fang Lin. come over! At the same time, its body moved away silently.

This is both No. 127's attack and his test. Because he couldn't figure out how Fang Lin captured his true position when he lost all his eyesight and his mental detection was blurred and misplaced! His purpose in throwing himself into a tree was to test whether Fang Lin could use sound to perceive the external environment.

Faced with No. 127's temptation, Fang Lin simply ignored it and continued to hold the defender's gun and aim calmly. It gives the impression that he is completely focused on shooting and attacking, completely ignoring everything outside him. The medium-sized tree, carrying a large amount of sand and rocks, hit Fang Lindi's body head-on, but was unable to cause any substantial damage to him. It soon turned into a blazing torch. The fiery bullets also hit the fleeing No. 127's body intensively and accurately!

"Damn it." No. 127 felt seven or eight hot bullets embedded in his lungs. The feeling was definitely not pleasant, and what made him feel the most uncomfortable was the feeling. From the beginning his plans went awry:

Fang Lin was actually able to find his whereabouts accurately.

The butcher can actually throw three terrible bloody chains,

Fang Lin did not dodge his tree-throwing attack, insisting on attacking him until the last second.

The most important thing is that No. 127 has no idea where his deprived vision skills are flawed!

For No. 127, who is also good at calculating layout, in such a life and death battle. If one thing exceeds his estimate, it can be regarded as a mistake. If two things exceed his prediction, it is a serious loophole. And if a third thing happens in the battle situation that is beyond his expectation, it can be regarded as a complete defeat! The psychological blow can also be said to be extremely serious!

So No. 127 ignored one thing.

A crucial thing.

The butcher was not dead, but his large number of blood vessels congested his nerve-like muscle columns, tightly controlling him, and temporarily losing his ability to move. At this time, No. 127 was first hit hard by Fang Lin and then shot randomly by him. Even though most of the flesh and blood on his body was absorbed by the pedestrians next to him. But I was still extremely traumatized.

This resulted in the Butcher being able to move freely again!

When No. 127 hurriedly tried to insert the vein into the butcher's body, he had already seen the butcher roaring and bending down to pick up two giant knives. Then he slashed down like a mad chop to the head and face!

The two huge monsters rolled together, and the strong smell of blood hit their nostrils. They gathered bit by bit into the fountain in front, and then were sucked in by the electric pump of the fountain that was not closed, and sprayed out, making the air filled with blood. A pale pink color formed, stained with the bloody setting sun, it really looked like a hell on earth.

No. 127 was still trying to fight back. After his vascular tentacles penetrated the Butcher's body, he tried his best to paralyze the Butcher again. Unfortunately, suddenly, the Butcher's whole body swelled up like an inflated ball. , his eyes are also red! No. 127 suddenly felt that he was faced with a mountain that looked like a high wall collapsing from top to bottom and pressing him down.

Powerful magic spell: crazy state blessing!

Such pressure immediately broke the fragile balance between the two. The huge Thousand Man Slash drew seven or eight terrible blood marks in the air, and the sharp blade sliced ​​across it. Cut No. 127 in half alive!

In the final analysis, No. 127 is actually just a person with special mental strength.

Even though he has special skills, his close combat effectiveness is not stronger than that of a butcher who specializes in close combat. No. 127's strength lies in the corrosiveness of the flesh and blood absorbed by his body, the sharp concentration of blood vessels flying in the sky, and of course, the most important thing is his ability to shield vision and detect misalignment of his mental power.

Apart from these, it can be said that No. 127's melee combat ability is definitely not as good as that of the Butcher. His corrosive flesh and blood are ineffective against the Butcher who can spew purple-black poisonous gas. After the terrible veins were interrupted by Fang Lin, less than a fifth remained. one. Although the visual shielding and mental power detection misalignment are still effective, Fang Lin doesn't know why it is ineffective!

Under such circumstances, it makes sense that No. 127 is no match for the Butcher. No. 127, who was cut in half, was cut to the body hidden in it with this knife. He pointed at Fang Lin and snarled violently with his lips, but he couldn't say a single word, so that the pair of dark green pupils that were gradually losing their luster passed by. The last image was that of a figure that made people feel like they were standing on a high mountain when they saw it. Of course, there was also the faint sarcastic smile at the corner of Fang Lin's mouth.

"Contestant No. 127's physical strength has dropped below 1/10, which meets the conditions for failure."

"You defeated player No. 127."

"You get the bet. 150,000 points."

Fang Lin walked up to No. 127, who was still twitching and twisting. He said calmly:

"Want to know why I can see?"

No. 127 was still in a death struggle at this time and was not completely dead yet. He gasped sharply when he heard Fang Lin's words, and his five fingers dug deep dents into the ground! He is really eager to know the answer to this question, because he can quickly find out the hidden dangers of his skills. Avoid failure next time.

"Give me 20,000 points. I'll tell you." Fang Lin suddenly said with a mysterious smile. It's a pity that No. 127 couldn't see the expression on his face, otherwise a chill would definitely rise in his heart.

No. 127 didn’t say anything, just traded 20,000 points over and gasped hoarsely:

"Speak quickly. I don't have much time."

Fang Lin accepted the 20,000 points without any courtesy and said with a slight smile:

"I just said it casually, goodbye."

When this bitch said goodbye, he had already stepped on the face of No. 127. No. 127 was so red-eyed that he refused to close his eyes. He never thought that there would be such a shameless person in the world.

It wasn't until No. 127 disappeared into the air that the expression on Fang Lin's face became serious. He said calmly:

"Your ability to shield vision is indeed very powerful. Even the detection of mental power can interfere with blurring and misalignment... It's a pity that you met me! When I entered the square, I had already removed every grass on the wide square. The location of each wood, stone and brick was compulsorily memorized. Therefore, although the mental detection was blurred and misplaced, I only had to touch the statue placed on the unique landmark building on the square. You can deduce the misaligned scenery in your eyes The deviation distance from the actual scenery is 7.8 meters, so it is easy to understand the normal situation. According to this data, your actual position is actually right in front of me. It's 7.8 meters to the left Of course, it is impossible for normal people to have such a strong sense of direction data and be able to accurately calculate the distance of 7.8 meters to the left on each scene, but I can do this effortlessly, so I am very familiar with it. You know everything about your situation!”