“That’s strong! I don’t know what that’s called?” Dugu Hong stepped backwards a few steps and wiped his cold sweat.
The monk kept shoveling and shook the beads, “’Pumen stick’. You are strong. Since I combined the two tricks in one, you are the first one who could avoid the hit. Let alone your successful strike-back.”
Pumen stick was a rare special Shaolin martial arts skill. It was used to punish disciples who broke the temple laws. The power of Pumen stick was not strong but the trick of it was special. It can always hit people unexpected.
As for the Golden Ghost Whip, it had a much grander history. Though it was not ranked high among Shaolin’s 72 skills, it was an essential part of the Luohan array.
“Style?” Dugu Hong lifted his eyebrows.
Compared to battle lovers, ordinary gamers also had their way of survival.
They had all types of battle skills. But the mainstream were mostly two skills. They kept quarrelling with each other in the forum, despising each other’s skills.
There were a lot of martial skills in this game.
For ordinary gamers, there were one set of basic martial skill, one set of intermediary martial skill and then higher level martial skills.
In every set of skills, there were at least several at most dozens of tricks together.
“No matter what the color is the cat, those that are able to catch rats are good cats.” The monk repeated this old saying and stepped backwards a bit. The fighting rule required gamers not to take any medicine. He still had ruins on his back, which were reminding him to keep a distance.
Thinking of this, the monk had a lot of fighting desire. He thought to himself, didn’t I practice my skills these days? I needed to make good use of it.
Seeing the monk’s expression, Dugu Hong also became excited. But what happened later almost made him depressed to death.
The new skill of the monk was called—defense.
If Dugu Hong’s attack was like thunderstorms or waterfalls, then Xiangnuo’s new skill was like houses. There were no way for Dugu Hong’s attacking to break into the houses.
Every now and then, Dugu Hong felt he had to take a little break to figure out if this was a trap.
Gradually, Dugu Hong noticed that Xiangnuo was practicing. Obviously, he had planned this for a long time and calculated all his steps. This made Dugu Hong uneasy.
Actually, this was not hard. With Xiangnuo hiding and defending like this, Cangshan Sword could easily attack and wait till he slowed down. Then Dugu Hong could release a poison insect to help him…
Xiangnuo was strong at slapping flies. But he now had his shovel in his hands. There was no spare hand for him to slap the flying insects.
But Dugu Hong was here to fight with Xiangnuo. He didn’t want to use any tricks.
Dugu Hong felt uneasy. Xiangnuo didn’t feel any better either. He didn’t expect that the opponent was so strong. Dugu Hong could easily tell the loopholes of his tricks. Now Xiangnuo was out of new tricks…
After another dozen of tricks, the two sides were still of similar level.
Niuhuang was bored with this situation. This was like a dead lake in front of him. Or it was like kids fighting without much plan.
Just as Niuhuang was feeling bored, he suddenly remembered that there were still some herbs left in the field. So he quickly picked up his tool and squatted down. Harvesting herbs was much fun than watching them fight.
“That’s strong! I don’t know what that’s called?” Dugu Hong stepped backwards a few steps and wiped his cold sweat.
The monk kept shoveling and shook the beads, “’Pumen stick’. You are strong. Since I combined the two tricks in one, you are the first one who could avoid the hit. Let alone your successful strike-back.”
Pumen stick was a rare special Shaolin martial arts skill. It was used to punish disciples who broke the temple laws. The power of Pumen stick was not strong but the trick of it was special. It can always hit people unexpected.
As for the Golden Ghost Whip, it had a much grander history. Though it was not ranked high among Shaolin’s 72 skills, it was an essential part of the Luohan array.
“Style?” Dugu Hong lifted his eyebrows.
Compared to battle lovers, ordinary gamers also had their way of survival.
They had all types of battle skills. But the mainstream were mostly two skills. They kept quarrelling with each other in the forum, despising each other’s skills.
There were a lot of martial skills in this game.
For ordinary gamers, there were one set of basic martial skill, one set of intermediary martial skill and then higher level martial skills.
In every set of skills, there were at least several at most dozens of tricks together.
“No matter what the color is the cat, those that are able to catch rats are good cats.” The monk repeated this old saying and stepped backwards a bit. The fighting rule required gamers not to take any medicine. He still had ruins on his back, which were reminding him to keep a distance.
Thinking of this, the monk had a lot of fighting desire. He thought to himself, didn’t I practice my skills these days? I needed to make good use of it.
Seeing the monk’s expression, Dugu Hong also became excited. But what happened later almost made him depressed to death.
The new skill of the monk was called—defense.
If Dugu Hong’s attack was like thunderstorms or waterfalls, then Xiangnuo’s new skill was like houses. There were no way for Dugu Hong’s attacking to break into the houses.
Every now and then, Dugu Hong felt he had to take a little break to figure out if this was a trap.
Gradually, Dugu Hong noticed that Xiangnuo was practicing. Obviously, he had planned this for a long time and calculated all his steps. This made Dugu Hong uneasy.
Actually, this was not hard. With Xiangnuo hiding and defending like this, Cangshan Sword could easily attack and wait till he slowed down. Then Dugu Hong could release a poison insect to help him…
Xiangnuo was strong at slapping flies. But he now had his shovel in his hands. There was no spare hand for him to slap the flying insects.
But Dugu Hong was here to fight with Xiangnuo. He didn’t want to use any tricks.
Dugu Hong felt uneasy. Xiangnuo didn’t feel any better either. He didn’t expect that the opponent was so strong. Dugu Hong could easily tell the loopholes of his tricks. Now Xiangnuo was out of new tricks…
After another dozen of tricks, the two sides were still of similar level.
Niuhuang was bored with this situation. This was like a dead lake in front of him. Or it was like kids fighting without much plan.
Just as Niuhuang was feeling bored, he suddenly remembered that there were still some herbs left in the field. So he quickly picked up his tool and squatted down. Harvesting herbs was much fun than watching them fight.
