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"You'd better not get involved from now on, otherwise, I will kill you!"

Not wanting to talk any more nonsense to this guy Tu Thie, Lu, who was in a bad mood, turned his attention to Zheng Yong and the others, and his aura became strong again.

"You still want to continue this meaningless battle. You should know that your flexibility in the armor state is greatly reduced, and you can't be my opponent at all. And you still want to protect this burden? What's wrong with you? Could he be my opponent? Or give up on this boring guy and try your best to fight me again. As a respectable warrior, you shouldn't die in such a ridiculous attitude."

He knew clearly that Zheng Yong would not be his opponent in his current posture. He obviously no longer wanted the other party to die in such a worthless way. This to a large extent also restrained the other party's hands and feet, which was not what he wanted to see. What he wants is a heart-warming, life-and-death battle that sacrifices everything.

He didn't want Zheng Yong to be bound by such so-called boring human emotions. It would be too stupid to do so.

"It may not be a stupid thing to make false statements prematurely, not to mention that before the winner of this battle is truly decided, who can say exactly what the outcome will be? At least I believe it I will never lose, not to mention that as long as I am here, I will never let you hurt him at all."

Zheng Yong, who is now more confident, obviously will not give up on this matter. He believes that as long as he and Mubai cooperate properly, there is no chance of defeating the opponent in front of him.

"It seems that I think highly of you after all, but since you have resolutely chosen such a way to die, then I will help you." The hazy eyes that shook his head in disappointment gradually became serious, and with a loud bang, There was a sound, his feet flashed, and he appeared not far in front of Zheng Yong with a snake in his hand.

The eyes of Mubai, who was carried behind Zheng Yong, also flashed with blood. He whispered softly in front of him. Zheng Yong received the instruction without any hesitation. He followed what the other party said and took a few steps forward. After stabbing, he held the shield in his hand. The sword suddenly swung upwards and slashed, facing the flash of Hagi.

At this time, Hao, who had just landed, hadn't figured out the situation yet, and was directly predicted by the opponent's correct judgment. He didn't even have time to defend himself with the snake spear in his hand, so he could only block it with his arm, so he cut off one of his arms. Feeling secretly frightened, Hao Liansheng distanced himself, his arms regenerated at super speed, and his body restructured.

He raised his hand and transformed into a revolver, and then the electro-electronic bullets continuously bombarded the opponent.

It's a pity that Zheng Yong, who also knew this through Mu Bai, could possibly fall for the attack. With the help of the shield sword in his hand, he could very accurately predict the location of each bullet and easily cut it and block the opponent. There is no pressure, because the shortcomings of short-term prediction of the future are complemented, and the shortcomings in speed are also greatly made up, resulting in a significant improvement in the degree of application of extremely flexible perception, and the ability to see through the hazy movements.

"This guy..." He really didn't understand how Zheng Yong did this. He frowned deeply. He felt that the other party's reaction speed was obviously much faster than before, especially in terms of perception. It was very big. It makes up for the lack of speed in the armor state to a certain extent, which is almost unbelievable.

After all, if the opponent really had this kind of strength, he wouldn't have shown many shortcomings in the battle just now. Could it be that he had an epiphany in a moment? This is not possible no matter how you think about it.

Because Mubai's strength was too weak, even though Tun Thief had been reminded of this before, Long didn't think about it for a while. He still felt that this should be Zheng Yong's fault.

"It's interesting. Come on, let's try it again..." I really didn't expect that this guy Zheng Yong could give me such a surprise in such a short period of time. Instead of being angry, I felt happy because of the improvement in Zheng Yong's strength. , after all, he would rather face an evenly matched opponent than a sandbag that he can only beat.

"Very good, brother Mubai, this is the fighting rhythm." With the help of the tacit cooperation between the two, Zheng Yong increasingly felt that this cooperation was feasible. As long as they cooperated properly and continued like this, they would be able to achieve success in a short time. You have the opportunity to counterattack the enemy, although this consumes a lot of physical energy.

But as long as there is hope, it is worth it.

"Don't worry, brother Zheng Yong, I will continue to work hard. Their weakness is the back of the neck. We must seize this opportunity. Only in this way can we completely defeat them."

Mubai, who has also seen the results of the combination of two people's powers, naturally understands how rare this is. Moreover, the two of them now have a strength that is no less than Hajime. This means that when they know each other's weaknesses, , it will no longer be a fantasy for them to use this to defeat the enemy.

"In that case, let's go together."

Zheng Yong, who was holding the shield sword, sounded a lot more confident because of this. After all, it was Mubai's ability to predict the future that made the gap between him and Hao infinitely narrower, giving him the opportunity to fight back.

But now that the distance was far away and he couldn't hear what Zheng Yong was talking to himself, he didn't waste any more time. He held the snake in his hand and once again appeared in an instant like before, his arm transformed into a revolver. He kept bombarding the electron bombs towards the opponent's vital points. Seriously, he was obviously already at full firepower.

Zheng Yong, who remembered Mu Bai's words at this time, naturally would not be easily hit. He predicted the bullet attack in advance like before, and used the shield and sword in his hand to block, and fought with the handheld equipment in front of him. The shield and sword attacked each other, and the sound of metal collision was bang.

With the help of Mu Bai's words, Zheng Yong, who was able to predict the opponent's next move in advance, was obviously more convenient to act than before. With his own perception ability, he could easily predict what Long would do and correct it.

After fighting with Long for a long time, Zheng Yong, who was still unharmed, clenched his five fingers and blasted forward. Suddenly, many diamond-shaped light shields were formed, and they attacked Long as if they had tracking ability, forming a wingman, sharing the firepower suppression in this aspect for Zheng Yong, so that he could more carefully predict the opponent's next move to form an offensive.

Obviously, Long, who was no stranger to this move, could not be restrained by it. Although this light shield with tracking ability was very flexible and had certain offensive power, it could not be easily defeated by the snake spear in the face of its even more agile speed. It only caused some trouble in a short period of time.