Doomsday: I am ten times stronger than my peers

"Shield of Light!"

The moment he saw Tang Ming take out the dagger, Han Shuo knew that he could not continue to be reckless.

After all, no matter how strong his physical body is, it can't match the sharpness of the heart-loving dagger.

Therefore, he cast his D skill Light Shield without hesitation.

The hexagonal shield stood firmly in front of Han Shuo, and the gentle light emitted from the shield seemed to induce Tang Ming, who was holding the murder weapon, to put down the dagger.

But how could Tang Ming, with a mental attribute of 5, be fascinated by mere D-level skills?
I saw him continue to stab the shield with the dagger without changing his expression.

Clang!
The sharp and sharp dagger hit the rock-solid shield, and in an instant, sparks were sparked.

Accompanied by the sparks, there was also a tiny white mark on the shield.

To Tang Ming's surprise, his C-level dagger was actually blocked by the opponent's skills.

Although the heart-thirsty dagger is only a common level, it is not easy for Han Shuo to resist his first round of attacks with a D-level skill!

Looking at it this way, the opponent's skill is probably a rare skill in D rank.

Only this kind of rare skill can withstand the skills and weapons one level higher than it.

If it were defensive equipment of the same level, it might not be able to achieve this level.

Because generally speaking, defensive skills of the same level are more durable than defensive equipment of the same level.

Because equipment is consumable and has a life cycle, its performance in all aspects will drop a lot when it is used more times or is attacked by a greater force.

But skills are different. Skills are recyclable one-time consumables. Apart from being limited by their own level, the power of skills mainly depends on the spiritual power of the evolutionary.

As long as the evolutionary has sufficient abilities, he can release skills indefinitely.

However, the power and defense of each skill release remain unchanged, which is much more cost-effective than equipment of the same level.

For example, if Han Shuo's light shield was a defensive piece of equipment, he might not have easily blocked Tang Ming's attack just now.

Unless, the armor he took out had never been used before.

Otherwise, no matter what level of equipment, its effect will always be greatly reduced.

After all, an ax will become blunt if used too much, let alone a weapon that is often used in combat.

However, fortunately, weapons are only staged auxiliary tools for evolutionists, unless you get special items that can be upgraded like black gold chariots and chasing winds.

However, those weapons and equipment seemed to be owned only by the chosen ones, and they were not even sold on the exchange tablet.

Ordinary evolvers and awakeners can only try their luck by breaking into the ruins if they want to obtain it.

Looking at it this way, the Monument of Exchange is like an alien visitor without emotion, while the ruins are the wisdom product of boundless love.

Clang clang! ! !
Although he stabbed three times in a row, but failed to break through Han Shuo's shield of light, Tang Ming was not in a hurry.

Because he had no intention of breaking through Han Shuo's defense, he did so only to consume Han Shuo's spiritual power.

Unlike attack skills that consume a certain amount of spiritual power at one time, most defensive skills require the user to continuously provide spiritual power if they want to maintain it all the time.

As long as you can always provide spiritual power, then this skill can always protect you.

There are only two reasons for the destruction of defensive skills. One is that the user's spiritual power is exhausted, and the other is that the enemy's attack is too powerful.

However, if the opponent's attack is really that powerful, then there is no need for the evolutionary to continue fighting.

The gap is too big, no matter how you play, you will die.

With those points, it's better to buy some powerful and destructive props.

After all, some disposable props can achieve unexpected effects if used well.Even, the Jedi may come back.

Clang! !
The battle was still going on, and Han Shuo, who was behind the shield, looked at Tang Ming, who was crazy about output, with a gloomy face.

He thought that Tang Ming would be able to change his strategy after hitting a wall for the first time, but he didn't expect that the other party planned to fight him to the end.

At this point, if he couldn't see Tang Ming's intentions, he could really kill him with a piece of tofu.

If he continues to be in such a stalemate with Tang Ming, then no matter who can't hold on first, he must be the one who will be unlucky in the end!
Because, even if he tried his best to take Tang Ming down, there were still two young men watching him.

Therefore, if he wants to fight back, he must minimize the number of times he uses his skills.

Thinking of this, Han Shuo suddenly shook his right shoulder, and immediately after, a jet-black long stick appeared in his hand.

The stick was 3 meters long and as thick as an adult's wrist. The handle was inlaid with a few strands of golden patterns. Coupled with Han Shuo's rough face, it had the charm of a demon king in the world.

Seeing Han Shuo take out his weapon, Tang Ming naturally knew that the other party was going to confront him head-on.

Although Tang Ming didn't need to be tough with Han Shuo, after finding out the opponent's basic strength, he felt that it would be good to play close combat with Han Shuo.

After all, he usually hunts zombies and mutated beasts directly with Chasing Wind from a distance, and there are very few one-on-one close-range battles like today's.

Perhaps because of Lie Xin's joy, Tang Ming put away the Xin Xin dagger and took a few steps back.

It wasn't until he distanced himself from Han Shuo that he slowly sacrificed Chasing Wind.

Han Shuo on the opposite side was completely confused by Tang Ming's coquettish manipulation. He thought that the other party was going to sacrifice some shocking weapon, but he didn't expect Tang Ming to take out a recurve bow.

Is he going to shoot himself with a bow and arrow?

But doesn't he know that at this distance, he doesn't even have the chance to bend his bow and set an arrow?

Boom boom boom! ! !
Just when Han Shuo was puzzled, Tang Ming rushed towards him with a chasing wind in his hand.

Although he didn't know why Tang Ming used the anti-bending tool as a hammer, Han Shuo picked up the black stick and greeted him.

Bang!
The bow and stick that collided were astonishing like a meteorite hitting the ground.

"It's a bit of a skill, but it can take the blow of Chasing the Wind."

After hearing Tang Ming's admiration, Han Shuo said mockingly: "Hey! You are also a weirdo for using long-range weapons as melee weapons."

"You won't think so in a moment."

After speaking, Tang Ming raised the chasing wind in his hand and continued to throw it at Han Shuo.

Seeing the huge recurve bow approaching, Han Shuo hastily clenched the black stick in his hand and raised his arms to block it.

Bang!
It was another violent impact, and Han Shuo's mouth was numb and his arms trembled due to the huge reaction force.

Although it was difficult to resist, Han Shuo still bit the bullet and continued to fight Tang Ming.

clang clang! ! !
In the next few minutes, Tang Ming and Han Shuo fought no less than a hundred times.

During this period, Tang Ming just smashed blindly, while Han Shuo was struggling to block.

It's not that he doesn't want to attack, but that every time he takes the initiative to attack, Tang Ming will defuse it skillfully.

The crescent-shaped recurve bow was like a calm pool of water in Tang Ming's hands. No matter how hard Han Shuo tried, his long stick could never break the water.

"Brother Shen, when will Brother Tang be able to KO that big bald head! It's really heart-wrenching to watch, it's been 1 rounds." Liu Wei, who was watching the battle, asked helplessly.

"Hey, then you have to see when this kid has had enough fun. When he has enough fun, he will naturally kill that bald zombie."

Shen Chen folded his hands in front of his chest, leaning against the black gold chariot, and replied calmly.

"What? Brother Shen, you mean, Brother Tang has been teasing that bald head?" Liu Wei asked in astonishment.

"Hey, of course. Let's not say that Xiao Tang's level is higher than that named Han Shuo. The chasing wind in Xiao Tang's hand can directly crush the black iron rod of that bald zombie."

After hearing Shen Chen's analysis, Liu Wei said thoughtfully: "I have seen Han Shuo's black cudgel in the exchange monument, although it is only an ordinary C-level weapon, but if you want to be crushed, it must be a Rare weapons."

"Brother Shen, is that bow of Brother Tang a rare C-rank weapon?"

Liu Wei asked in surprise.

"If Xiao Tang doesn't have any goods in his hand, why do you think he dares to go head-to-head with the fourth-order zombies?" Shen Chen asked without answering.

"Brother Shen, can you always save me some face?"

Tang Ming, who was in the middle of a fierce battle, almost spit out a mouthful of old blood when he heard Shen Chen's words.

Looking at Tang Ming who dared to distract himself during the battle, Shen Chen lashed out mercilessly: "If you don't deal with that bald man quickly, I will tell Xiao Liu the embarrassing things you did in the illusion."

"Huh? Brother Shen, did Brother Tang really do something great?"

After hearing Liu Wei's question, Shen Chen said with a mysterious face: "It's not just a big deal, his wave..."

"Brother Shen, give me ten seconds."