Chapter 1596: Bullying

After this episode of Phoenix, we continue to clean monsters with peace of mind.
Although other family members had quite perfunctory evaluations of my sword technique, Phoenix absolutely affirmed it.
With her affirmation, my confidence doubled, and my own knife skills became even more prosperous.
This time, even the big sword can't stand it anymore. It yelled in my mind: "I said that brat, can't you be a little self-aware? Just your ugly sword technique, how can you dare to use it? Come out to kill monsters?"
"You have no vision," I retorted: "When you look at Phoenix, she looks obsessed."
"She is obsessed with you, not with your swordsmanship," Odachi emphasized: "Or you can try and let others play this swordsmanship, and see if she is still obsessed with it."
I am speechless.
I am willing to teach, the key is whether anyone is willing to learn.
After killing two sand scorpions one after another, I slumped to the side and rested while watching Phoenix and their situation.
After a few days of absence, Fenghuang's qigong bombs have slipped even further, and the starting movements have also been greatly improved.
From the initial palm facing up, condense the ball of light, and throw it out with a pitching motion, replaced with a pair of palms, fingers apart, a tortoise-style qigong starting style, after the accumulation of Qi, she pushes with both hands, Jiao With a scream, he pushed out a Qigong bomb that looked like a vitality bomb.
The Qigong bomb flew out in a straight line, accurately hitting the big mouth of the sand scorpion, and with a loud bang, the sand scorpion fell on its back and turned into a cloud of black ash.
If you look carefully, you will find that the sand scorpion lying on its back has not only its head blown to dust, but even the small half of its body has also been broken into dregs.
The power of qigong bombs made me dumbfounded and embarrassed.
In the end, Phoenix held her small face, and leaned against my shoulder very unhappy. It basically meant that the power of qigong bombs did not grow, so depressed.
Seeing her sad and pitiful, I couldn't bear it.
There was a heart to comfort her, but unexpectedly felt powerless.
In terms of power, her qigong bomb cost me hundreds of knives. In terms of consumption, she can release more than a dozen shots continuously, but she is only slightly tired. I have to chop thousands of knives continuously. It has to fall off.
People have to die than people, and they have to be thrown away.
Thinking of this, I was even more sad, and I sighed slightly, stretched out my hand to embrace the thin waist of the willow, and sniffed the fragrance like orchids. It took a while to relieve the desolation inside.
Apart from Phoenix, Yura has made the most progress.
In terms of talent, Yura is far inferior to Bai Yunying. In terms of power, Yura is far from the Phoenix of a special class, but in terms of basic knowledge and control of magic, Yura is the strongest in the entire guild.
Even with the chief magician of the Rose Legion.
This is her greatest advantage and her greatest support.
The same magic, controlled by the same power, the mana consumed by Yura is far less than Bai Yunying.
Thinking about it this way, Yula is actually a day old, just the kind that does not show the mountains and does not dew.
Yula wields a magic wand and controls a dozen magic arrows at the same time to strike the sand scorpion at a fixed point and long range.
If Phoenix’s Qigong shells are missiles, then Yula’s magic arrows are sniper rifle bullets.
Although the overall power is not as good as the Qigong bomb, every arrow can make a hole in the most vulnerable joint of the sand scorpion.
Often with more than a dozen arrows down, the sand scorpion is like a tank with its tracks off, and can no longer move on the ground, leaving only the beatings.
Normally, at such times, Phoenix would run over happily, using the sand scorpion lying motionless on the ground as a sandbag, and punching it hard.
The sand scorpion lying on the ground had an expression of shame and anger, and snarled a pair of big ao, wishing to kill the harmless little guy in front of him.
But it has this heart, it doesn't have this power!
And it also discovered that even though this little guy is petite, but his strength is so exaggerated, the sand scorpion will be dented in its hard as iron carapace after seven or eight punches.
Often after dozens of punches, Phoenix got sore that she jumped off the sand scorpion's back, holding its tail, and began to round and smash. When did the sand scorpion turn black and gray, when did she give up.
The cooperation between these two people has always been very tacit, which made me stunned.
Bai Yunying is still as strong as ever, and as always snooze.
As long as there is no sand scorpion to bother her, she will never take action, but unfortunately, there is always sand scorpion who wants to bully, this lazy-looking little guy, so she stretched out her hand, and the magic wand head flashed a white light, that The sand scorpion, which only intended to attack Bai Yunying, simply turned into a black ash, melting between the heaven and the earth.
Godot has no special performance. He is still the healer in the team. Where there is an injury, he is there. As long as it is not fatal or serious, he can find a way to save it. However, it looks like the 21st floor. There really is no way to damage our existence.
So, I began to yearn for the twenty-second floor.
At lunch, I chatted with Yura. When talking about the twenty-second floor, Yura said: "The manual says that the monster on the twenty-second floor is called what busy."
"What busy?" I was shocked.
What's this bad name?
Yula drank her mouth, swallowed everything in her mouth, and said, "It's a sand python, sand of sand, python's python, it's not a busy thing!"
I said ‘oh’, and I thought it was almost the same. If I really called ‘why busy’, I really couldn’t bear curiosity. I had to go and see what kind of monsters could be called ‘why busy’.
80% of them suffer from severe anxiety disorder.
"Sand python, is it a python with a layer of sand?" I asked, looking at the sand scorpion who was pacing leisurely in the distance.
"I don't know" Yula shook his head: "I haven't been to the 22nd floor. You have to ask her this question."
She turned to Bai Yunying, who was still dozing off while eating in her mouth, and said, "Hey, what does the sand python look like?"
"Sand python..." Bai Yunying tried her best to open her sleepy eyes, and said, "...like a snake."
Yes, for nothing.
Can sand pythons be called pythons if they are not like snakes?
"Let her sleep" I sighed lightly, and said: "When you go home, you will lend me the manual for a look."
"It had no choice but to" Yura said softly.
As dusk approached, we gathered and went home, each telling the stories and interesting stories of today.
Most of the women complain about the bad environment, which may affect the skin problems, while the men brag about their heroic performance in killing monsters.
I disagree with this.
Oh, a joke, you guys, whoever kills monsters will be more aggressive than Phoenix, and whose attack power will be more exaggerated than Phoenix's.
Obviously she is an eighth-level girl, and she can kill a tenth-level monster with one move. This thing is called a plug-in!
Compared with her, my killing intent and combat skills are all too low.
In this way, Phoenix was still not satisfied. He still snuggled on my arm, complaining to me that the improvement of strength was too slow and the power of Qigong bomb was too small.
It's just bullying!
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