Vol 6 Chapter 61: fragrance

However, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, the light attached to the double swords disappeared instantly, including all the brilliance of Fang Lang's equipment without exception.
One hit! However, Heathcliff's health only dropped by one-third, and a faint golden light curtain appeared on his body-fighting spirit surging!
"Damn it!" After Fang Lang screamed, the whole person quickly moved back. As a skill he originally possessed, no one knew better than him how powerful and terrifying this skill was!
However, the prevailing Heathcliff did not stop at blocking the attack, but kicked his feet and began to attack Fang Lang like a storm!
You come, I block, you retreat, I kill! The two of them competed like this, each of their moves implied a lore.
Accompanied by the violent shouts in each other's mouth, the swords of both sides also rubbed a huge spark after the last collision, and quickly opened the distance between each other.
"Huh!" Fang Lang really felt the power of Heathcliff.
He was not able to win Kirito only by relying on the compulsory protection mechanism granted by the system as in the original work. In fact, Heathcliff's own swordsmanship was really strong, after having faced numerous swords in more than ten minutes.
Except for two of the swords that he could break through the defense with injury for injury, the rest were blocked by Heathcliff without exception. This technique is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to do. That incomparably tyrannical sword just turned into nothing, replaced by an ordinary sword with no light at all.
"Ability! Deprivation!" Heathcliff spit out these words slowly, looking at Fang Lang with a smile in his eyes.
"Are you really good at using your abilities so well?" Fang Lang's complexion began to sink with the beep after another, and then slowly said again in his mouth: "You are not afraid that I will call you Kaaba Akira Tell someone something?"
Heathcliff looked at Fang Lang, who was sinking like water, but his eyes still revealed a hint of playfulness: "As a game manager, shouldn't you balance the game? As for debunking...hehe, isn't it more interesting for me? "
"Heh!" Fang Lang snorted and did not answer, but the double swords in his hand pointed at Heathcliff again, his eyes revealed infinite fighting spirit, pressing Heathcliff.
"The feeling of being deprived of ability is really uncomfortable! As a price, are you ready to bear my anger?"
Words fall, people move! Fang Lang's figure suddenly appeared in front of Heathcliff, and the two swords in his hand slashed towards his head with infinite aura.
"There are two things." But apparently Heathcliff didn't think about it so much. He just danced the sword in his hand and took it back to his waist.
Fang Lang saw that he took the sword back, so naturally he no longer held the sword tightly in his hands like a scorn, put it away in the same way, and smiled slightly: "Mutual.
"Then you really don't decide to join our blood alliance knights?"
"Ah, for the time being, there is no plan to join any legion. After all, that is more like a to me, so obviously it is not what I want."
Hearing the affirmative words, Heathcliff shook his head and then turned and disappeared into the night.
As for Fang Lang’s deprived skills, he will naturally not return it. After all, he said, reluctantly as a game GM, naturally need to eliminate this imbalance factor, otherwise when a person is really invincible What's the point of this game?
The reason Fang Lang didn’t denounce those skills was because he wanted to hone his own mind, because, as Heathcliff said, when a person possesses a sword like his, if he still possesses extremely powerful equipment, then indeed Will affect the balance.
More importantly, this invincible mentality will affect his will to become stronger.
For a person, if you are already at the top of a field, then how can you have the motivation to continue spreading your wings and soaring into the blue sky? For the same reason, Fang Lang thought for a while and decided to clean up the world by relying on his real strength.
What's more, Heathcliff didn't really do too much, at least the attributes on Fang Lang's equipment still existed, and only those additional skills disappeared.
With a new goal, Fang Lang's mind suddenly became clear, and the bottleneck formed after the breakthrough just broke loose, and then he disappeared in this thick like Heathcliff. In the dark night.
If it weren’t for the bodies of the monsters on the ground that haven’t been refreshed, no one would have imagined that the two legendary characters of Aincrad have had a groundbreaking discussion here, and it can even be said that they have the mentality of destroying each other. .
Along the way, Fang Lang did not encounter any more troubles, but smoothly returned to the town and walked to a familiar place—the hotel. After quickly entering the room he had booked, he fell asleep so deeply. Past.
But Asuna, who was also on the fourth floor of Aincrad, was sitting on the steps of the square slowly thinking about Fang Lang's attitude towards her.
Fang Lang, who has not actively contacted her for several days, has already made Asuna feel a faint sense of crisis. She is already planning how to stabilize Fang Lang's heart. After all, in this world, she can move on. The only power is Fang Lang.
As for reality... family or something... hehe...
For some people, a night is obviously very short, while for others, a night is as long as a century...
Fang Lang, who woke up suddenly, heard the door knocking of the martial artist. He quickly put on his clothes and quickly walked towards the door of the room in three steps and two steps. At the same time, he couldn't help but wonder who would come early in the morning. Find him.
Opening the door, it was indeed a strong fragrance to pounce on Fang Lang first. Suddenly he couldn't help but move his index finger, and his stomach began to cry out. ..
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