Chapter 128： Zhu Zhuqings shock, mysterious youth (10) (1/2)
”Whether it is blue silver grass or cotton...Most control lines are related to plants.”
Wang Feng continued, ”Any plant martial arts soul is afraid of fire, unless it has a fire-resistant type of soul ability. But having this type of soul ability means that it is far inferior in terms of control.”
”And you, you don't have a fire attribute attack type spirit ability, but without this kind of spirit ability, it may not be impossible to use props to achieve such an effect.”
Wang Feng smiled and said, ”There is no rule in this big battlefield that you cannot carry things. Most spirit masters only use martial arts to fight. In my opinion, it is very monotonous. Small things like flint are used in many It seems to people that there is no threat, but in your hands, it can exert a very powerful force.”
”Your claws are comparable to ordinary iron tools. As long as you touch this flint, you will surely be able to produce flames. One lack of flame poses a threat, but what if you use one?”
Wang Feng grabbed a handful of flint.
”...” Zhu Zhuqing.
”You hit the flint with your claws, and hit the flint directly. The soul master who wraps himself up like a zongzi, no matter how tough his cotton is, it will burn, and will not attack itself. The same goes for the blue silver grass. .”
Wang Feng continued, ”That day, when you fought with Xiaosan, if you had more than a dozen flints and hit the walls formed by those vines, the special terrain made by Xiaosan's soul power would be of no use to you. It will burn instantly. This thing is your early weapon against Xiaosan's type of control spirit master!”
”...” Zhu Zhuqing.
Wang Feng smiled and said in a low voice: ”It's really not good. Take a small bottle of grease on your body... Sprinkle on those blue silver grass or cotton, and a flint is enough to make them finish...”
”...” Zhu Zhuqing.
After she listened, she was completely stunned.
Unexpectedly, the battle could be like this.
Indeed, things like flint and grease are too common, and they are all things common people use in their lives.
”In this big battlefield, the soul master can use all means to fight. As long as you can win, the future battles will be the same. Therefore, you need to have divergent thinking. Not only clinging to the power of the spirit, sometimes , A little thing, in the hands of different people.”
At this point, Wang Feng paused and said lightly, ”The effect will be infinitely amplified!”
Zhu Zhuqing nodded heavily and looked at Wang Feng, who was wearing a mask at this time, with some admiration in his eyes.
She had never had this kind of combat experience.
Just kidding, let alone Wang Feng's six years of fighting experience, the identity of the traverser alone gave him extremely high insights and extraordinary perspectives.
Compared to Tang San, he didn't know much. After all, Xiao San only came from ancient times.
Wang Feng, a modern man, has been edified by not knowing how much modern knowledge, although most of them are almost forgotten...
But there is still knowledge.
This big fighting arena is all relying on martial arts... like Tang San, which is similar to using hidden weapons, there is no such thing as anything else.
”Thank you.” Zhu Zhuqing still said coldly.
Wang Feng shook his head and walked on immediately.
At the moment Wang Feng walked down, Zhu Zhuqing frowned suddenly.
Below, no battle information was broadcast.
But suddenly, the curtain on the glass window of the viewing area automatically fell down, and no situation in the Arena of Souls could be seen.
”What's the matter?” Zhu Zhuqing was startled and hurried to ask the person in charge of the counter.
”Sorry, the next battle is a special battle, and outsiders are forbidden to watch it.” The person in charge said embarrassingly, ”Maybe your companion has been selected, then you expect him to be lucky... This kind of battle will add more to winning one. A lot of points.”
Zhu Zhuqing was stunned, special fight? She has never heard of it!
At this moment.
When Wang Feng walked out of the Arena of Souls, all the spectators around were scattered, there was no one.
Immediately afterwards, the curtains surrounding the war zone were also pulled down.
There is no noise, very quiet.
Only the surrounding lights shone in the arena of souls.
Not long after, a young man also wearing a mask walked in from the other side.
The young man has an extremely perfect figure, wearing a white outfit, looking slender and spotless. The mask is a two-winged winged mask, revealing only a pair of pale golden eyes, which seems to be a bit noble and majestic.
”Sol, three strokes, can survive three strokes, you can leave here.”
The cold voice sounded faintly.
”...” Wang Feng looked at her.
After pondering in his mind, he probably guessed something, and slowly spit out a few words: ”Li Jian?”
Hear the words.
The young man was startled, he didn't seem to expect the other party to be so smart.
However, she still just said indifferently: ”Are you ready?”