I, the Heir of Heroes

Coupled with the superb skill in Lina's hand, the dagger was turned back into a forehand grip, and the more flexible straight stab had an attack range beyond the previous attack, which seemed to be transformed into her own unique killing blow.

Of course, any skill has flaws.

And Jia Luo chose the most brutal and jaw-dropping counterattack method.

——[burning]

The crimson psions rioted in the unobservable intelligence dimension, and terrible heat and radiation erupted from the leaping blade.From the inside to the outside, in just that short moment, the pure black throwing weapon turned into hot molten iron, reflecting a light that was more dazzling than the sun.

Losing its inherent shape, the throwing magic set by Lina also lost its original effect.

The strength of magic is closely related to the complexity of magic, and the complexity of magic is also related to the speed of activation.

There is no doubt that the magic that can melt alloys in milliseconds must be the top specialized skill, but such a skill is successfully launched in the instant of confrontation. god.

However, this is not enough to overturn the situation of the battle, at least the dagger in her hand is about to touch the opponent's vitals, which is the core of her attack.

"Ding~!"

In fact, there was no sound of collision echoing in the air, it was just the automatic supplement of information in Lina's mind witnessing the scene at this time.

"impossible"

The feedback from the trembling arm would not deceive herself, even if Lina gathered all the strength of her whole body, she still couldn't make the dagger move forward again.

The sharp edge of the blade, which was not fake at all, was resisted by Jia Luo's raised arm and slightly bent fingertips in such a way that violated common sense.

Any small mistake will destroy this delicate balance, and what a terrible "coincidence" that just happened to cause the sharp edge to stab the opponent's nails?

Lina couldn't see it, and couldn't imagine it, at least with her normal cognition, she refused to diverge her thinking to such a degree.The small mouth that opened and closed didn't know how to express her surprise. This battle that subverted her common sense several times made her in a trance for a while.

Go all out, then decline, decline and exhaust.

You must know that she, who has lost the right to take the initiative to attack so far, has become a defender when all her attacks have failed.Absence of mind at this time is a taboo in battle.

Jia Luo wouldn't take that much into consideration. When he showed such serious and sharp eyes on the [enemy], it was impossible to keep his hand until the end of the battle—since the opponent naturally showed his flaws, just grab it.

"Oops!"

This time, there was really a crisp sound of metal clashing.With a random wave of Jia Luo, his fingers collapsed on the side of the dagger.The incomparable force from the arm caused Lina, who reacted one step later, to lose her balance. The strange vibration made her palm go numb, and the weapon came out unnaturally.

When she wailed subconsciously, the battle had come to an end.

In an instant——a pale light seemed to penetrate Jia Luo's right hand, but that was just the manifestation of what he was supposed to hold in his hand.

In his hand, a huge gun appeared in Lina's shocked eyes.The length of that thing far exceeds that of a strong and powerful young man. It is so big that it is impossible to imagine that it is a weapon used by humans. Its fine shape can be called art.

"Gara...!?"

A bad premonition rose from the bottom of her heart, and Lina hurriedly stabilized herself from the imbalance, but the moment she looked up again, she saw the tip of the gun that coincided with the sun.

The brilliance that shines far away, waved from top to bottom.

——The gun tore through the atmosphere, roaring and roaring.

Chapter 180 Seven Bad Premonition

In the fierce conflict, like withered life, the sparks dissipated, and the two huge forces were evenly matched.

Of course, the other party who had the confrontation was not Lina, but the concrete-paved ground and the calm sea beside it.

As if listening to the "teaching" of the giant bronze bell in the temple at close range, with a chaotic mind and deaf ears, Lina, who was struggling to get up from the ground, shook her little head instinctively.

The clean and tidy clothes were full of holes and dust in the passive roll and collision just now.

Miraculously, apart from some innocuous minor abrasions, there was no serious injury on the whole body.

——No, it’s not a miracle.

Lina understood that this was all due to Jia Luo's precise grasp of every ounce of strength.

She panted slowly and heavily, but the cold feeling on her throat made her stunned.The corners of her eyes twitched, and Lina saw the long spear that stabbed mercilessly in front of her and stayed there.

When she saw it up close for the first time, she couldn't find any words to describe this weapon of the same color as the sun.However, the aversion to cold like a glow on his back was no lie.

Gritting her teeth and raising her head, Lina's stubborn eyes met Jia Luo Gujing's sharp eyes.

The idea of ​​continuing to be brave completely dissipated after witnessing the terrible scene out of the corner of his eye.On the right side, as if the stitched sea surface is no longer calm, some boiling sea water is violently churning.On the other side of the hard ground, there were exaggerated cracks that could not be repaired by themselves, and the shattered gaps without residue were enough to reflect the power of the attack just now.

In front of where Jia Luo was originally standing, the old guardrails and floors had already flown to nowhere, only the sound of rushing water came from the damaged hole.

Lina understood that the swipe that changed direction was the result of his keeping his hand, but, just admit defeat like this...

"how?"

This was the first time Jia Luo spoke in the battle, and the battle was not over until the opponent lost consciousness and confessed defeat.He understood the character of the other party, even if he improved a lot, Lina, who was still arrogant and savage, couldn't give up easily.

His eyes gradually softened, and Jia Luo let the Immortal Blade in his hand disappear into a little halo without hiding it.He didn't explain too much, and didn't wait for the other party's answer, just stretched out his palm flatly.

Jia Luo didn't care much about the result, he had already given the opponent a complete answer to the attitude and explanation that should be expressed during the battle.

"Humph~"

Cute and unwilling, she turned her head, but Lina still went up to it honestly.The [cosmetic procession] that unfolded had been canceled at some point, but the moment he got up, his limp and upright body swayed, leaning against Jia Luo's chest reluctantly.

The temperature of the familiar taste made Lina let go of all her persistence. "Cruel" peeled off the tough exterior, which is soft and pure in line with her age.

"Just a moment."