Chapter 1548: Armor value calculation!

This is the first time Ye Che sees the whole body of the undead slave. It is about three meters tall and has a light blue body. It is slightly illusory. He holds a blue and black iron shovel in his hand. This iron shovel is glazed and its size is more than Get the body of an adult. ??八一中文W=W≈W≈. =8≈1≠Z≠W=. ≥C≥O≠M
It has no feet, but floats halfway in the air. When it floats, it twists and slams into the wall of the passage from time to time, causing a shock.
At this time, no one mentioned the poison of the cut throat, and everyone looked at it nervously.
"I am going to seduce! You are ready!"
The tyrant bit his teeth and sighed low.
Now because of the limited time of the squad, he has no time to slowly arrange the play, and can only be strong.
The people tightened their weapons to show their understanding.
In the next moment, the tyrant had already rushed out. The long gun in his hand crossed a golden light, with a fierce killing, and he had already hit the dead servant. The dead servant had just screamed out, around the tyrant. Suddenly there was a circle of white rotating shields, and his entire humanity instantly soared more than twice, and his body moved backwards, out of the attack range of the undead slaves, and rushed back and forth.
"Rui Wen's displacement technique, go forward!" Ye Che's eyes are condensed. Until now, the tyrant has three skills to appear, Zhao Xin's charge, screaming roar, and the current displacement skills.
Although these three skills match is not the most perfect, but there are shields with dizziness and charge can be defended, it is still very good.
"Dissipate left and right, fast!!!"
The tyrant snorted and the nine people in the elevator rushed out and spread out on both sides.
Just scattered, I saw the shovel in the hands of the undead servant flying, and actually flew out of the hand, straight to the tyrant, and the tyrant did not retreat, directly rushing forward to meet, seeing To be caught in the iron shovel, he slammed down and slammed and slammed a tumbling to hide in the past.
"The shooter is far away, the warrior comes with me, Pu'er, you pay attention to the casting of control technology!"
After the tyrant swiftly ordered it, he had already rushed to the past. He couldn’t help but if he didn’t attract enough attention from the undead servants, he would meet with the nine newcomers’ body and single skills and attributes. Powdered bones!
The League of Legends is different from the actual combat outside. In the battle of the Valoran Galaxy, the competition is the total amount of the essence of the elements, and the understanding of the superimposed hero skills is a number of moves to determine the outcome, but here, it is not the kind The dead brain is hard, but it includes the position, timing, rhythm and intensity of the spell.
These, the tyrants have experienced hundreds of ordinary copies, they have long been aware of the facts, but also practiced the same, but these new people do not know, this is their first battle, he is afraid that these people are either brainless Dry, or wretched and afraid to output.
But now he has no time to remind them of this, and after a hasty command, it is already at the forefront!
At the same time, the shovel that was slain by the undead slaves faded away in the distance, and then reappeared in its hands and was suddenly swept away by it.
The tyrant had a long gun in his hand, and the rifle and the shovel rushed out and Mars flashed immediately, and then the tyrant’s head appeared "-198-186".
The tyrant grasped the rifle's fingers tightly, his arm trembled, and the whole long gun seemed to be a viper, rushing to the chest of the undead slave.
The undead slave is three meters tall and wants to attack his head, unless the tyrant can jump up, but he has just resisted the iron shovel, and the power can not be condensed for a time, only to retreat.
"puff!"
The rifle had just squatted on the chest of the undead slave. It was like a small shell. The fist of the undead servant had a fist-sized hole in the chest, and the top of it had a -226 word.
"Brand town, or new town, need more than or equal to 1o level to get out of town, that is to say, the tyrant is at least level 10 or above. If the hero alliance created by Ai Xi is not a patchwork, the natural growth of the warrior class 10 The attribute armor value should be around 6o, and the physical damage reduction is about 38%. The undead slave can hit nearly 2oo damage with a single hit. The attack power is expected to be above 3oo!"
Ye Che’s mind turned sharply and the flight entered the state.
Superimposed than heroic skills, he is more than the original inhabitants of these Valloland galaxies, but he calculates the attack power and the amount of blood, etc. He still has absolute confidence, otherwise Ai Xi will not deliver the burden to him. .
"But the tyrant's armor is definitely more than that, on his equipment..."
Ye Che’s eyes swept away from the style of his clothes and the accessories.
So his armor is only a hundred out of the way, reducing physical damage by at least 5o%! So, the attacking power of the undead slaves, Not 3oo, but 4oo, a hit, you can kill me!"
At the time of Ye's quick thinking, everyone was fighting with the undead slaves.
Ye Che's body moved, and the sawtooth flying knife in his hand immediately showed a phantom of a flying axe. As soon as the phantom of the flying axe appeared, it turned like a windmill. Ye Che did not hesitate, and the rotating flying axe just appeared. He smashed the past with the slaves of the dead.
"Hey!"
Rotating the axe is very fast, and under the high rotation, it slams into the body of the undead slave.
Suddenly, the number of negative blood that continued to emerge from the undead slaves was extrapolated by a number of -48.
"My attack power 62, can produce 48 blood, the armor value of this undead slave is not high, then you can be sure, the tyrant's attack power floats at 18o, armor value 1oo+, move in his full strength from the building Looking at the elevator, it is about 3o% faster than me. I am now moving 352. His shift should be about 45o floating. The degree of the undead slave is similar to him, obviously about 45o!"
Ye Che said nothing, and a spinning axe smashed past the undead slaves. A flash of golden light flashed on the rotating axe, and immediately slammed on it and fell to the back of Ye Che.
Ye Che stepped back a little, just picking up the spinning axe.
The calculation of armor value is actually very simple. For example, when you have 1oo armor, the opponent needs 1oo% physical damage to kill you, which means that you have reduced the attack by half. If you have 3oo armor, The opponent needs to hit 3oo% more physical damage.
Conversely, if the tyrant's armor value is 6o and the physical damage is reduced by 38%, the attack power of 100 will only cause 62 damage.
(End of this chapter)