Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

Gu Fei did not ask what was the matter with the Passive Sutra. Because he doesn't have to ask and he knows.

In the current era of weak kung fu, various families or factions obsessed with the practice of martial arts let go of the ancient portal. Everyone walks with each other quite often. For example, in the life of Father Gu Fei, we often go out with a few of our fellow friends for a symposium, a tea party or something.

This kind of activity is quite collective, and, of course, there are also a number of point-to-point private movements. For example, the matter of his father and Gu Fei fighting, which was mentioned earlier in the Hundred Years of Scriptures, was actually a walk where his father came to Gu's house, and then everyone exchanged hands.

While this exchange is less formal and apparently less important, practically everyone is in the minds. Someday of the year, you go to a certain house, you take down whomever you want; and someday of the year, you go to a certain house, you lose to whomever you want. How many times have you fought a man and how many times have you won? Everyone has one of these little books in their mind. Everyone just doesn't say it, but it's pretty good in their minds.

In the process, even people once wondered that kung fu should also learn from advanced sports and physical education, set up a kung fu league, use the main Away Loop Points system or the East and West Areas to choose the strong postseason competition system, and then hold a Kung Fu World Cup every four years.

It was a good plan to hear, but it didn't work out. After all, kung fu is different from general sports. It's a skill fight! It is inevitable that casual consultations will be held until the end of the day when everyone shouts out a point. The consequences of such a huge confrontation must be unimaginable.

So so far, kung fu can only maintain the status quo, spreading in such a small circle.

On the other hand, Gu Jing Lin went to the door and walked in private, which was very common this time. Gu Fei naturally did not ask too many questions.

“I was going to find you, but you weren't there.” Says Baisheng.

“Oh, and then what?” Gu Fei has rarely been home since he came out as a teacher.

“And then... uh, to get some guidance from my uncle.” Says the Hundred Centuries.

“He beat you up.” Gu Fei's face was suddenly full of sympathy.

“No, it's guidance.” Hundred Scriptures of polyester insist.

“is coaching, except I know his style of coaching.” Gu Fei said.

After a moment of silence, Baisheng Lin suddenly said, "I was going to ask you for guidance. ”

“Hmm!” Gu Fei nodded without saying much. Actually, he had a hunch long ago when he talked about the scene he had with his father 10 years ago. It's a little too heavy to say it's revenge for my father. It's far less profound. A more appropriate emotion should be to breathe for your father.

Turns out there is such a delicate relationship between Century Spandex and myself that it seems necessary for the two of them to come together today. Of course, Gu Fei would love to fight. He is now waiting for the passage of spandex.

I didn't know Baisheng was looking at him at this moment, and suddenly I frowned: "How can you choose a magician? ”

This is really not a pot to mention. Gu Fei's face was disappointed and waved: “Forget it, it's a long story. ”

“I think I'll go back to your place someday!” Says the Hundred Centuries.

“Don't!” Gu Fei is in a hurry, "that's it! It's so readily available! Hit me right now. Hit me to death. You're welcome! ”

Thousands of scriptures are still hesitant, I really feel that my fighter profession in the game took too much advantage of the magician, which is a bit unbeatable.

But Gu Fei didn't care, and guessed the thoughts of Century Spandex. He laughed and said, "Play around, don't worry about it. ”

“So... I don't need skills anymore.” Says the Hundred Centuries. Fighters' skills are all between punching and kicking, it is easy for them experts to properly integrate their skills into their kung fu, such as the "cloud dragon appearance” just now when the Hundred Centuries Jinglan fell over the waist dance, can fully apply the fighter's knock-knock-knock-knock. Hundred Years of Scripture is nothing but merciful hands.

At this time, Gu Fei was a magician and had fallen short of his career, so he also decided that he still did not need gaming skills.

“Oh, then I don't need magic either.” Gu Fei nodded.

This fighter's skill can be exercised in kung fu in every move, and how can a magician's spell be like this? The Hundred Years of Scripture is so paralleled by Gu Fei, I really don't think so.

“Karate, huh?” At this time, Gu Fei asked as he put his sword back in his pocket.

“What karate? Fighter's weapon is boxing.” The waiststroke shouted.

“Yes, but I am empty-handed.” The Century Polyester spreads its hands apart to show you. Indeed, he does not have the same equipment in his hands as a regular fighter in a game like a boxing case.

“You can use weapons.” Passionaire feels that she has taken advantage of her professionally, and doesn't give Gu Fei a discount, which is a bit boring.

“No, we'll cut the weapons later!” But Gu Fei answered.

The centuries-old scripture spandex was really not good enough to say, and the brothers behind him had withdrawn very intellectually for a distance, opening up a space for the two of them. Gu Fei has only three people with a thin waist dance, clumsy recklessness and sword without oath. Most of the three people's faces report worrying deities. They are just ordinary players. From a player's perspective, they think Gu Fei's best shot is second-degree magic damage, but at this time, he actually gave up this fierce attack power and added up with a fighter's fist and foot... You can't blame them for not having confidence in Gu Fei. He is really an outsider, so he needs to rush.

On the other side of the Hundred Wars mercenary regiment, every face shows tremendous confidence. They would have admired the kung fu of the Century Scriptures, and their opponents had some doorways, but the profession of the magician made them feel that their Century Scriptures would surely prevail.

Besides, there's a third party, and Coco doesn't seem to care much about the two people who are about to fight each other. Instead, he looks at the depths of the water: “How do I feel most excited when they want to fight? ”

“I just sincerely hope that he will find his teeth filled with this Century Polyester.” Deep water says.

No one announced what had started, and the two suddenly moved forward a few steps together, meeting instantly in the center.

First, Gu Fei, lifting his leg, has bounced towards the chest of the Century Sutraline, and the Century Sutraline doesn't evade. He reached into his paw and snapped to Gu Fei's feet naked. But Gu Fei's just kicked right foot has been quickly retracted. The bounce has become his left foot. Passion spanner also hurried to change hands. As a result, Gu Fei's foot was taken back long before his hand arrived. The previously retracted right foot was now a cross sweep. Passion spanner was still a hand buckle away.

In just a moment, Gu Fei made seven consecutive legs, and the Hundred Centuries Polyester also transformed his hand seven times, but each time before touching Gu Fei Foot naked, he had retracted his legs and attacked seven different directions. Everybody's watching.

For the outsiders, for a short moment, they could almost only see Gu Fei had legs. Whether his feet were soaked or not, they didn't even know. It looked like seven legs were connected in the sky.

“How is it possible that his agility could have been so fast?” The skinny waist dance was amazing.

The sword without oath and the reckless ignorance naturally do not understand, even the men of the hundred wars mercenary regiment can understand only a small part of the higher level.

Fast is not speed, but rhythm. Ordinary people don't know what it means, they just look at the visual effect, and naturally think this is because of the speed.

Though it sealed all seven legs from Gu Fei, Baisheng Lin had done so more than once. By the time he reached his seventh foot, the hands of the Century Polyester were already in time. One more foot would be impossible to catch, and the Century Polyester reacted extremely quickly. He immediately abandoned the frontal confrontation and took a quick step backwards.

As a result, the eighth foot did not pop up.

Turns out it was just a false alarm. exhale a long breath of Passive Spandex.

This round of confrontation is a test for both sides to test each other's profound strength and, more importantly, to assess each other's real strength.

In the end, the only way to do it is to do it. Due to the limitations of data in the game, it is not possible for people like them to make the perfect use of their strength, plus the difference between the two professions, adding a little will create a gap, so all the collaboration in the game, as Gu Fei said, can only be counted as play. However, it is still possible to gauge the true strength of the other person from within the game.

Passionaire can play this game to the top of the five, knowing that it takes a lot of energy, and has a good understanding of the game. From Gu Fei's hand, he can see that Gu Fei is a fully agile addition point, so that Gu Fei's speed of action is above the Hundred Centuries Sutrals. The addition point of the Passion Spandex is agility dominated and then supplemented by some strength.

Although the difference in speed of play due to agility points is not very obvious in the game, as they do in succession, this small difference accumulates more and less and is ultimately reflected.

This gap is manifested by the fact that Baisheng Lin believes that his eighth move after seven moves is too late to stop him.

“If it were true, I wouldn't have such a lull.” Though I was able to handle it even then, he had only seven legs and no eighth. ”

To think of it, Baisheng Spandex laughed: “The Gu brothers are really talented. I can't believe that the nine turns can be carried out like this without moving. It's amazing! ”

Gu Fei was ashamed at the moment: “I'm sorry, the rhythm just broke, but I couldn't keep kicking in the seventh leg. ”

“What did you say?” A hundred scriptures of spandex.

Gu Fei smiled and patted his pocket and said: “I forgot I put my sword away, now I'm 20 points short of agility. With this technique, all of this has to be accounted for, otherwise the rhythm will be disrupted. ”

Cough, Ergon, are you ready for all the ammo tickets you called for this morning? On my mark, ready, invoice!! (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)