After Bernie said these words, the fluctuation of the battle spirit power in his hands strengthened once again, and the strength of the entire light blue barrier squeezing the molten magma strengthened a few more points.
Just as Bernie was battling the hot stream of lava, a collective gasp was heard from the crowd under the ring.
Bernie subconsciously looked up, only to see that Leo had come into mid-air with the help of his flamethrower ability from who knows when.
"This kid, can he even freely switch back and forth between flame and molten plasma abilities?" Bernie still hadn't guessed Leo's true ability, instead thinking that Leo only had both flame and molten plasma.
The mid-air Leo smiled faintly, he didn't feel the slightest bit of surprise in his heart about his molten plasma being suppressed by the Absolute Barrier.
After all, if even ordinary magma could not be suppressed, how could this barrier be worthy of the word "absolute"?
"Absolute Defense Armor! This Bernie guy, this is a real move, huh?" Gale, who was under the ring, looked at Bernie at this moment with some surprise. This move, Absolute Defensive Armor, was based on the same principle as his Cold Iron Armor, which was to provide his entire body with an all-encompassing defensive armor by virtue of his Battle Spirit ability. And with this armor, one can increase one's ability to fight in close combat without any upper limit. After all, when you're fighting an enemy, it doesn't hurt you when someone else hits you, it hurts like hell when you hit someone else, and hitting me is the same as hitting yourself? This kind of skill approach, Gale and the others looked straight to the inside. Unfortunately, Leo at the top of the ring doesn't think much of it, as he looks at Bernie inside his defensive armor and sighs somewhat helplessly. Can't you guys do something new? Do you really think armor possession is that goo
"Okay, you go down first! It's Carl's turn next!" Captain Zexi said coldly. Leo nodded and rushed down from the ring. John and Shirin immediately surrounded him, congratulating him. "Good boy Leo, that Cold Iron Glove move of yours is really kind of amazing!" John said with some envy. Leo hemmed and hawed, then twisted his head to look at Gale on the side and said with a very sincere attitude, "If it wasn't for Gale's demonstration of the Cold Iron ability, I'm afraid I'd have to have a headache for a while when facing Bernie's Absolute Defense!" Gail at this time but waved his hand and said, "No, no, no! You don't misunderstand, before you guys came, Bernie and I but often spar with each other, but his absolute defense, I was once did not break through successfully ......" Leo smiled slightly, naturally he wasn't going to tell Gale what the mystery was. Relying solely on the Cold Iron ability, the hardness was actually exactly the sam
The fact that Mihawk had six cyclone arrows on his bowstring at once was a bit too surprising. After all, the reason why a firearm is a firearm is because it can have the ability to fire automatically. As long as there was enough ammunition, it could keep on firing continuously. However, bows and arrows are different, the reason why bows and arrows were eliminated by gun weapons in the front battlefield is because bows and arrows are normally only able to shoot one at a time. Whether it's considerations of wind direction or bowstring propulsion, these conditions become constraints for archers. That's why, when Mihawk hitched 6 arrows on the bowstring at once, Carl was stumped in place with a surprised look on his face. However, Carl thought on second thought, not to mention whether Mihawk could shoot 6 bows and arrows at once or not, even if he did, his own cyclone bombs, but they were shot from different angles and directions! Even if
As soon as Carl's side sent out a query, Yi explained within him, "It's the rhythmic sense of shooting, because the rhythm of shooting is too tightly grasped, that's why it makes you feel like he's shooting without any intervals." "Generally speaking, the sense of shooting rhythm is the second stage of gunfighting, and it was supposed to be something you start learning when you've thoroughly mastered the art of fast gunfighting, but it seems to be a little late for that now ......" Yi's tone was full of regret, but there was nothing that could be done about it, within these short 3 months, Carl and the others were either fighting or on their way to fighting. One's own strength was constantly increasing, yet the fundamental thing that one relied on for survival - gunfighting skills - was always stagnant. It was a good thing that not too long ago, Carl had just learned the Folding Leap Bomb move, as the ultimate axiom of the Quick Gun Fighting Technique
Originally, when the Wind Screen was successfully cast, Karl thought that he would finally be able to rest easy for the time being. As a result, when he looked at Mihawk, he realized that the other party had already hitched an arrow branch aiming at him, and his heart was half-cooled! "Yi! What should I do, when the Wind Screen ends, I definitely won't be able to dodge this arrow!" Carl was incomparably panicked in his heart, and had no choice but to turn to the Battle Spirit Yi in his body for help. Yi at this time but said indifferently, "Since it is impossible to dodge it, then meet it head on! Remember, if the enemy's attack can't be dodged when it can't be avoided, you must remember to do your best to create more damage to the enemy." "Only then will this injury of yours not be in vain!" Listening to this slightly murderous description from Yi, Carl's mind, which was originally a bit flustered, began to smooth out. After a second
Carl followed Captain Zexy honestly, shrugging helplessly as he passed John and Leo. Both of them laughed out loud when they saw it, but they ended up laughing not even 3 seconds before they heard Aoyama's voice from behind them. "John, what are you doing here? You're the only one out of three who lost a game, and you're still here to entertain me!" John was like a kitten that had been strangled, his face was so embarrassed that he turned back to look at the displeased Vice Captain Aoyama, unable to say a word. "Alright, since Boss Zexi has already taken Carl to train, you can't be left behind now that you're at your lowest strength! Come with me! Your training starts today!" John let out a miserable cry, and complained with some difficulty in accepting it, "Captain, but I just fought just now, and now I don't have a bit of Battle Spirit power left in my body, how can I still practice!" "If you don't have Battle Spirit Power, then give
"How can it be so fast ......," Carl showed some surprise at this, they can just come to the first day of the Imperial Sword Regular Army! This is really the next large-scale battle that is about to begin before the ass is even warmed up. And this large-scale battle, is not just any large-scale battle, this is the Gamma Empire officially declared to the Zerg bug race counterattack battle. For these remaining humans of their Gamma Empire, this counterattack was tantamount to gambling on the fate of all humans. If they win, they take back Planet Loran from the Zerg Bugs, and if they lose, the Gamma Empire's national strength, which has been cultivated for decades, will suddenly drop to zero. At that time, the Gamma Empire, whose national strength was empty, would collapse under the attack of the Zerg Bugs and be completely destroyed in a short period of time. "That's right, because this time, the battle is definitely far beyond the past in terms
Carl stood silently, staring motionlessly at Captain Zetsume's captain. The latter skillfully loaded the Uzi with a fresh magazine and then pulled the bolt safety, again with his right hand raised, aiming straight toward the distant target. In the next second, Captain Zetsubou confidently pulled the trigger of his Uzi submachine gun, and a loud fire erupted from the muzzle. Da-da-da-da! Again, a flurry of bullets were fired, with Captain Zetsubou's bullets hitting the target as hard as they could. To Carl, the bullets didn't land so tightly that they all hit the center of the bullseye, it was just that Captain Zetsubou's bullets seemed denser and more accurate than the mess of shooting he had just done. The magazine of one hundred rounds quickly ran out, and Captain Zetsubou looked at the target he was aiming at with a look of satisfaction. Letting out a sigh of relief, Captain Zexi placed the Uzi on the counter in front of him