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Bonelessly, I still didn't see the middle-aged man who was tall, nor the old man who had been in a mess for a long time.
Of course, neither the former nor the latter is not what Yang Ning is going to pay attention to. The only purpose he comes in is to learn art from the armored men.
I don’t know what happened this time. Even if I succeeded in the advancement of the offensive technique, the system has been slow to transmit information about the fourth world. Even until now, the supreme system is still tightly closed and has not revealed a little bit to open the fourth. Signs of the world.
This made Yang Ning wonder if it was not handled properly, or that it is not suitable for opening the fourth world yet?
Is it possible that the armored man's enemy family is in the fourth world?
Of course, this is not impossible.
Throwing out the chaotic thoughts in his brain, Yang Ning stared at the armored man who slowly opened his eyes, and there was a little anticipation on his face.
"You're finally here." The armored man stood up slowly, without any movement. In a blink of an eye, he disappeared from the throne a hundred meters away, and then appeared in front of Yang Ning.
Seeing that Yang Ning was just staring at the inky black lance, the armored man raised his hand and waved it lightly. As soon as the inky black lance was pulled, he flew directly into the armored male hand.
"This gun has followed me for many years, and it has been used in many ways, but I personally admire speed."
speed?
Listening to the words of the armored man, Yang Ning could not help revealing the color of deep thought, but at this moment, a clear voice pierced into the eardrum, so that he was shocked!
The crisp sound continued, and Yang Ning was surprised to find that at the moment, the inky black spear, under the shaking of the armored male arm, appeared a series of criss-crossing afterimages!
It's amazing speed, it seems that the speed of waving is very slow, but in fact, how can it be so slow to produce such a dense afterimage?
This is definitely a visual deception that can only be caused after reaching the extreme!
"This is a hands-on style." After the armored man glanced at Yang Ning, he immediately exploded in a strong volatility all over his body. This breath felt familiar to Yang Ning.
That's right, this is murderous!
It was just that, after watching the murderous man's body spread on the armor turned out to be deep red, Yang Ning realized that he still had a long, long way to go.
I saw the armored man wielding the spear in his hand skillfully, leaving waves of crimson light and shadow in the air, Yang Ning noticed that behind these lights and shadows, there were even cracks that were visible to the naked eye!
Can't help but take a breath, Yang Ning raises an unprecedented strong touch. If the eyes are not flowered, then right now, this is definitely the instability of the space, to be precise, the collapse of the space caused by the tremor of foreign objects!
Although the scope is not large, and shortly after the crack appeared, the space has stabilized again, but with this hand alone, Yang Ning knows that the strength of the armored man is probably stronger than the king in the dream cabin!
"This is an offensive type. It can be done with this spear by virtue of being different from ordinary people's speed. I gave it a name called Tianbeng!" the armored man shouted.
Heavenly collapse...
Yang Ning tasted these two words carefully, and wrote them down at the same time. He closed his eyes slightly and began to recall the various routines of the previous armor men's shots. Soon, a complete frame was firmly remembered in Yang Ning's mind. .
Calculating the previous moves of the armor man constantly in his mind, and finally, when he was sure that he could imitate, he opened his eyes again.
The armored man sat back on the throne again and saw Yang Ning wake up from the comprehension and waved his hand: "You can practice by yourself or you can leave this first. Anyway, this time tomorrow, you remember to appear here."
"Okay." Yang Ning nodded.
Taking a deep breath and glancing at the armored man sitting on the throne with his eyes closed, Yang Ning whispered: "Attack on, open!"
This is the first time Yang Ning has used Samsung's assault technique. In his view, the improvement this time will be great, but in fact, the magnitude of this improvement has not disappointed Yang Ning and is full of surprises!
The huge murderous sky rises. Unlike before, nowadays, the outline of Yang Ning's body seems to be stained with a black layer. Under a close look, this black layer is like a burning black flame!
Yang Ning feels that every cell in his body is turning crazy, constantly depleting, fragmenting, recovering and regenerating!
Even Yang Ning felt that each of his cells, after going through this process from death to life, was several times stronger than before!
What makes Yang Ning even more incredible is that his physical strength is also undergoing dramatic changes. This feeling reminds him of the principle of muscle compression!
That's right, every inch of muscle in his body is constantly compressing!
Yang Ning can clearly feel that once he releases this compressed force, his body will be filled with extreme and even palpable explosive power!
The armored man opened his eyes slightly, a ray of surprise flashed in his eyes. At this moment, he stared at Yang Ning, as if he was appreciating a treasure. After a while, he nodded slightly and then closed his eyes again.
The huge middle-aged man also exposed half of his head from the ground. After a few glances at Yang Ning, he sank again.
Whether for the armored man or the middle-aged man, Yang Ning is excellent, but it is not enough to make them move. After all, with their strength, to see Yang Ning's performance today is just like adults looking at children.
No matter how good the child's test is, or does something that his peers can't, for them, the child is a child after all, which can be praised, but it's not worth considering.
Yang Ning grabbed the inky black spear, and with the help of the huge explosive power contained in his body, he immediately waved the spear in his hand according to the deduction in his mind.
The gun shadows overlap and overlap, leaving a lot of afterimages, but compared with the density and number of armor men, it is really far away, but at the moment it is just an entry. Yang Ning does not care, on the contrary, he still enjoys it.
"Blindly imitating, at best, only understands the movement, but lacks the mood." The armored man said coldly: "Just like a body without a soul, it is nothing more than a puppet."
Yang Ning felt awkward and puzzled, "What kind of mood is it?"
"What is sky collapsing?" The armored man slowly stood up, extended his finger, and pointed to the sky: "That's what I want to collapse this day, it has to collapse!"
Yang Ning frowned slightly and tentatively said, "Is it overbearing?"
The armored man nodded and shook his head again.
Yang Ning frowned deeper. Suddenly, he flashed his eyes, raised his head, and looked up at the sky: "Momentum! A kind of domineering that is higher than the sky, but also a confidence that is not as good as mine!"
"Very good." The armored man nodded, then sat back on the throne, slowly closing his eyes.
He did not expect Yang Ning to do it right away, knowing that it was easy to do it. For him, Yang Ning could understand this truth, he just played a guiding role, let Yang Ning take as few detours as possible. In his view, Yang Ning wants to understand this truth and integrate it into gun skills. Perhaps, there is still a long way to go.
"This kid, let him toss about it." The armored man murmured to himself: "I hope he will not let me down, otherwise, if..."
Suddenly, the armored man stopped squeaking, and his eyes shrank sharply. He stood up for the first time and looked at the figure below.
Not only him, but the middle-aged man also showed his head again, with a rare surprise on his face.
Even, the bottomless black pit can clearly hear a little noise, and soon, an arm with dead spots stretched out slowly...