v3 Chapter 332： Attributes vs Tips

When Zhang Heng blocked the bullet of his sniper rifle from the guy in the middle of the road, he realized that the other party had locked his hiding position in advance.

With Zhang Heng's current stealth skills, the possibility of being observed when approaching is very small, so there is only one explanation for this situation, that is, the exoskeleton of the opponent is equipped with a similar thermal detector and the like device.

The guy on the opposite side knew that everyone in the front was killed by Zhang Heng with a sniper rifle, and he stood so sternly in the middle of the road, obviously not just because of his heart, don't look at him when he came up and ridicule, a mad mad villain Facing his face, but if he really believed in him, Zhang Heng had just been hung under his stolen bombs.

In fact, Zhang Heng left his hiding place immediately after he missed a shot, which is why he survived the explosion just now.

After that, Zhang Heng also caught the heat wave generated by the explosion and interfered with the gap between the thermal detector on the opposite side and rushed directly in front of the enemy. At this time, he had thrown away the sniper rifle in his hand. Although Zhang Heng had good marksmanship, but sniper The hand needs a certain safety distance to exert its full strength, and in the case of a thermal detector on the opposite side, pulling the distance is tantamount to seeking a dead end.

Therefore, Zhang Heng simply gave up the intention of sniping the opposite side and went directly to melee combat.

And his choice slightly surprised his opponent.

Because when ordinary people see the exoskeleton equipment, they will subconsciously avoid frontal contact, especially the man in the middle of the road just showed the reaction speed after wearing the exoskeleton, and he took it with an alloy shield. Bullets for sniper rifle.

He could not see Zhang Heng rushing, but he didn't panic. Instead, he yelled, "Come here!" Then he waved his right fist.

Zhang Heng's movement was fast enough, and it took almost one step to pass directly through the firelight, but before his person arrived, the tungsten steel sword in his hand had been cut to the target's neck in one step.

However, his speed is only the limit that the human body can reach. In contrast, his opponent can already exceed the limit of the human body with the assistance of exoskeleton. Zhang Heng's chest.

The previous battles ended too quickly. Mr. G, who fiddled with the projection on the other side of the garden, did not even see the shadow of Zhang Heng. The picture was either directly facing the ground or a black screen. Now it is rare to see the whole process. A battle, so Mr. G also watched the extra investment, and wanted to evaluate Zhang Heng's true strength through World War I.

From the latter's first shot to the point where he was bombed, he didn't say anything. Obviously, Zhang Heng didn't find it so easy to hang up. However, immediately after seeing the next scene, Zhang Heng rushed to the opponent and still couldn't help but say, "Compared with the exoskeleton equipment, this choice is not very wise."

However, Miss F on the other side did not speak, but just looked at the projected picture intently.

Just before the fist was about to hit Zhang Heng's chest, the tungsten steel sword in Zhang Heng's hand suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and when it reappeared, it had magically bypassed the opponent's arm and first hit the opponent in one step. Neck.

There was a flash of light in Miss F's eyes, and then she praised, "Good swordsmanship, no, maybe it should be said that swordsmanship is right."

怎么 "Why, is he also good at cutting?" Curious Mr. G.

Miss F nodded, "In the case where the basic attributes are completely backward, this is a technical repression."

所以 "So he was also programmed into the memory of the sword? What is the purpose of his clone?"

"No, his knife memory is not made up." Miss F paused, then explained, "More accurately, it's just that the made up knife art does not reach such a level."

"How to say?"

"You should also have heard of it, there is still a certain gap between the ability directly given by a memory encoder and the ability you exercise."

"Well, I heard about this research topic. It is said that cloning technology has been developed to this day, and two-thirds of the records are still maintained by humans, not clones."

"Yes, scientists don't know why. Even if the record owner's memory is completely copied into the clone's mind, the latter can hardly break the former record."

"Is it because of muscle memory?" Mr. G asked with interest.

"Muscle memory is one aspect, and there is also a gap in perception."

"Thinking? Is it similar to the unity of heaven and man, I always thought that this kind of thing was just a fabrication in martial arts novels."

"It's not like this. The rumored true masters have to rely on spiritual breakthroughs if they want to go further after practicing their moves to the extreme. Similar feelings cannot be transplanted to clones along with memory."

"Do you mean that his swordsmanship has reached this level? But hasn't his memory just been reset shortly after, and he was a clone, where did he come from?"

"This is where I don't understand," Miss F said.

Zhang Heng had already exchanged a few tricks with the man standing in the middle of the road between them.

The sudden sword also scared the man standing in the middle of the road to a half-death ~ www.novelhall.com ~ but then he found that the tungsten steel sword in Zhang Heng's hand cut a string of sparks after cutting his exoskeleton. Nothing can be left outside.

So he regained his previous arrogance again, and yelled, "Hahaha, you can't even break my defense, what kind of energy are you playing! Let me hammer it directly, but I still use it. Your head in exchange for freedom. "

Zhang Heng ignored the noisy guy on the opposite side. As before, the actual reason why the man in the middle of the road is so strong is also very simple. Although Zhang Heng can't break his defense, he can't do anything with Zhang Heng. He can only try to give his opponents the language. To stimulate.

Even with the help of exoskeleton, Zhang Heng has been completely suppressed in four-dimensional attributes, but the man in the middle of the road is still depressed and finds that he still cannot end the battle cleanly, because the target's swordsmanship and movement methods are higher than him. More than one level, in other words, the initiative to fight is basically in the hands of Zhang Heng.

His situation is not optimistic. Although he is currently wearing a divine costume, if Zhang Heng is not willing to contact him directly, he will not even be able to touch each other ’s clothes, and his superhuman strength, speed and responsiveness are not There is no cost. Although the exoskeleton has its own power system, his physical body still has to bear a lot of force. The two have been fighting for less than two minutes. He is slightly out of breath, and he does not want the battle to evolve. A battle of attrition.

But what surprised him was that the opponents actually had the same intention.

Zhang Heng glanced at the time on the bracelet, then suddenly took two steps back, and inserted the tungsten steel sword in his hand to the ground.