Quadruple split.

Chapter 2256: Idle Battle

【Emperor Canglong’s intention】

Weapon type: Special weapons

  Current form: Gauntlets

Activation conditions: Under the effect of [Cang Di Qing Long Yi], without left-hand weapon equipped

Quality: only excellent - can grow

Attack power: high

  Attributes: Strength +30, Constitution +30, Agility +170, Attack Speed ​​+25%

Additional Skills: Cicada Shedding Dragon Transformation

Trait [Bone Replacement]: When certain conditions are met, this equipment can grow to an epic level and gain new attributes and effects.

Trait [Return Together]: Every attack used by the user through the left arm will consume additional durability of the equipment. Any effect that will restore your health will repair the durability of the equipment in proportion. When the durability of the equipment returns to zero, the user will be forcibly released from [Emperor Canglong's Will] and lose his left arm irreversibly.

  Durability: 0/3000

[Remarks: None]

……

As the sword shadow that seemed to be able to absorb even light passed by his side, Xinglong showed a look of surprise for the first time in this game and turned to look at his left arm.

Or maybe... it was where his left arm used to be.

And the result was just as he felt, it was not some kind of illusion or delusion, but the moment the sword mark passed by, the durability of the [Cang Di Qinglong Yi] that looked like a tattoo but was classified as "arm armor" by the system was reduced to zero, and his left arm as the carrier instantly fell apart in a burst of blood, literally "irreversibly" disappeared.

The whole world is shocked!

Although a large number of people outside the circle temporarily paid attention to this game because of Xue Yin's appearance, Xinglong, as the most popular and best foreign war professional player in China, although not as well-known as the planet-level idol, also has the same reputation of breaking out of the circle. Therefore, even those passers-by who don’t know much about the gaming circle mostly have some vague impressions of this young man who is full of energy, spirit, and looks. In addition, search engines are now ridiculously developed and can even watch replays. The onlookers knew from the beginning that the player Mo was not at the same level as Xinglong, and they had no expectations for the former at all.

In other words, instead of paying attention to the "competition" between Xinglong and Mo, whose outcome was already predetermined, everyone would rather watch Xueyin chatting without any idol baggage, and would rather listen to Boss Sakaki analyzing various interesting things in the circle from the perspective of an active professional player, and would rather watch Ji Xiaoge, Lu Jiang and the other four members of the Red Constellation main team who have set up the grill and are stacking Xinei carbon on it.

It seems that any of the above is better than the "exchange" between Xinglong and Mo, which is without any suspense and tension.

And the facts seem to prove this point. Although the two fought fiercely, under the interpretation of Boss Sakaki, people have long realized that Xinglong only used the strength that could match the opponent's "upper limit". It's like I have 100 combat power and you only have 50, then I will lock up half of my combat power and fight you "with all my strength". However, most of the audience are actually unwilling to buy into or admit this so-called all-out effort.

They didn't care about the delicate skills displayed by Xinglong and Motan in the battle, nor did they care about Xinglong's simple and natural punches and palms and Motan's kaleidoscope-like ever-changing fighting style. In their eyes, there was only one theme of this game, and that was to let the weak win.

This is not a tasteless or impolite view. After all, no circle dares to require non-practitioners to truly understand the content, so people will not be criticized on the moral level for having such an idea. And when a game with competition as the main theme loses suspense, no matter how gorgeous and beautiful the scene is, outsiders who are willing to buy it will definitely not be the majority.

However, all of the above disappeared after Xinglong's left arm disintegrated in a burst of blood.

With adrenaline surging, countless people who had been staring at the screen with wide eyes gradually came to their senses, and in an instant the noise spread to the whole world!

There is no other reason——

Xinglong, who had an absolute advantage in strength, lost an arm and fell into a disadvantage in front of a strange face that no one had ever thought highly of!

  There is no need to elaborate or say more. At a time when the popularity of this game has been completely ignited, this news is a shock wave that can sweep the world and make countless spectators fall into extreme frenzy!

In a nutshell - this is the game they want to watch!

Suspense! Violence! Win or lose! Domination! Dark horse! Counterattack! Blood and flesh flying! Bayonet bloodshed!

This is the best catalyst and stimulant, and this is what top games and top competitions should look like!

  Although at this moment the 'competition' without the participation of the Zoo and other members of the Red Constellation was far from reaching the upper limit, but at the moment when Xinglong's left arm was chopped off, the match had already met the passing line and was rushing towards a higher score segment!

……

"I think……"

The awakened dragon, whose sight stayed on his left arm for less than half a second, narrowed his eyes slightly, and calmly said to the half-dragon man who seemed to be still in an abnormal trance, with his vertical pupils almost covered with rich purple-red, and his whole body almost leaning on the spear in his arms, "I should apologize for my reservations."

"..."

Mo Tan did not give any response, but just rolled his eyes slightly, and the boiling blood flowed in a spiral towards the spear in his arms.

"You are an opponent who deserves my full efforts and my serious consideration."

Xinglong took a deep breath, and his eyes, which had transformed into vertical pupils under the influence of Lizhan Baihujie, ignited with tremendous fighting spirit, so much so that it seemed as if real flames were surging out from him.

Or maybe, it wasn't the embodiment of a fighting spirit, but rather——

  [Control·Xuanli Suzakuyan]!

The next moment, Xinglong's right fist was wrapped in a ball of crimson phantom flame, and a burst of fire like a lotus suddenly exploded behind him. A pair of nearly three-meter-long fire wings spread out behind him, forming a sharp contrast with the pair of huge cloak-like dragon wings behind Motan.

"..."

Mo Tan frowned, staring at the pair of burning red phoenix wings behind Xinglong. His slightly confused eyes became more and more filled with blood.

"If you want to know why my pair of flaming wings haven't dissipated yet..."

As if he had seen through Mo Tan's subconscious thoughts, Xing Long smiled brightly and said calmly, "My answer is that I can use my wings flexibly in certain situations just like you, but in the match against Cordova, these phoenix wings were of no use other than increasing his attack range."

"..."

Mo Tan still didn't say anything, but just held the spear tightly with both hands in a somewhat awkward posture. The dragon wings that had been hanging on his back like a cloak stretched out, and a blood line appeared in the center of the dragon scale between his eyebrows that was flashing with captivating light like a pupil. There was no squinting of dragon eyes, no ferocity of tiger eyes, but only fatigue, numbness and coldness.

"Although I can see that it is not an eye..."

Xinglong took a step forward slowly, raised his right fist when he was still several meters away from Motan, and said seriously: "But I still have to say, I don't like this look." The next moment, the crimson flame had covered Motan's vision, and at the end of the crimson fire, there was a [Flame Fist] that seemed to be unhurried, but was enough to pierce the former's chest in a second.

So it's best to react within a second.

Oh...it's already been made.

  [Refining Glory·Ferocious Tiger Spear]!

Mo Tan realized belatedly and looked at the Su Xue Spear on the heart-protecting mirror that was blocking Xing Long about two meters in front of him, pressing it tightly against the latter's chest, and flapped his dragon wings.

The distance between the two sides shortened instantly, and when Mo Tan's right hand slid from the tail of the spear to the flying tassel in front of the tip of the spear, the Suxue Spear had turned into a long sword shaped like a goose feather, sweeping towards Xinglong's neck from bottom to top.

The latter, with only his right arm left, stepped back and twisted his body, trying to use his shoulder guard [Lizhan Baihujie] to block the knife, but his shoulder hit nothing, and he watched helplessly as the long knife slightly turned its angle in mid-air and slashed towards his side from top to bottom.

This is not a complicated fighting style. In a nutshell, Mo Tan is bullying Xing Long because he can only use one hand.

Perhaps for professions such as mages, warlocks, and summoners who specialize in mysticism, having one more arm or one less arm will not have much impact on combat effectiveness; perhaps for professions such as knights and swordsmen, having one arm will reduce their combat effectiveness by at least 30%; however, for people in the ranger, thief, and monk professions, losing an arm can be a devastating blow to their strength!

Rangers need to draw a bow and shoot arrows. Even if they love hand crossbows, a one-handed crossbow is far less advantageous than dual-wielding or two-handed crossbows. Rogues are known for their attack frequency and dexterity. After becoming disabled, they are probably the profession that best illustrates the idiom "one tree cannot support the whole". Not to mention monks like Xinglong, whose weapon is their physique. Let alone an arm, even losing a finger is a big deal.

Not only that, you have to know that this is the first time that Xinglong has lost his arm in the [Realm of Innocence]. Considering that he probably has never deliberately done corresponding training, let alone maintaining peak combat effectiveness, even maintaining the center of gravity of the body and "remembering that he only has one right arm" are incredibly difficult.

Fortunately, this is just 'incredibly difficult' rather than 'impossible'.

【Yu·Mingyin Xuanwu】

Almost at the moment before being hit by the long sword, Xinglong raised his knee to block the blade with the leg armor that was integrated with the [Ming Yin Xuan Wu Curse]. Not only did he perfectly control his body balance after losing an important limb, he even flipped sideways in the air in the next moment, and his body spun at high speed like a windmill. At the same time as the power of Mo Tan's sword was exhausted, he chopped off his right leg, intending to directly break the latter's right wrist holding the sword.

The knife won't work.

Lighter than him, not as fast as him, and difficult to exert force.

Neither does the sword.

Should I use a fan? A halberd? Or...

Ah, so annoying.

  [Phoenix·Sun-piercing Strike]!

With a golden-red flash, the reddish-brown Dragon Abyss Stick, which was wrapped with golden threads at both ends, was already pressing against Xinglong's chest. If the latter had not immediately flapped his phoenix wings that were emitting red phantom flames to offset the impact, he would have been pushed into the sky by now.

However, even though his opponent broke his move again, Xinglong was not moved at all. He just raised his hand to grasp the top of the Longyuan Stick, his eyes slightly fixed, and asked in a deep voice: "Don't tell me you can only learn other people's moves."

"..."

Mo Tan, who had perfectly replicated the unique skills of the Sun Girl in the [Fishing King Club], continued to remain silent. The Longyuan Stick in his hand silently turned into a long sword, which he held diagonally against his waist, making it difficult for Xinglong to observe his exact position.

“There are countless possibilities.”

Xinglong glanced at Mo Tan's right hand, which was shielded by his body in the blind spot of his vision, and said lightly. Then he took a step forward and rushed to the left and right sides of the opponent with Ming Yin's clone that emerged from behind him, and said softly: "But in this case, there are less than twenty left."

"..."

Mo Tan turned around and retreated without hesitation, leaving his back... or rather the pair of dragon wings on his back to Xinglong and his clone.

"It seems to have become countless again."

With the help of [Mingyin Xuanwu Curse], Xinglong followed Motan effortlessly, and when he was less than 30 centimeters away from him, he raised his right hand and grabbed the Suxue Spear that Motan suddenly turned around and "passed" to his forehead. He tightly grasped the tip of the spear filled with strong energy and lightning, staring at the other party's tired eyes: "But some of them are too easy to guess, what do you think?"

"..."

Mo Tan said nothing, but transformed [Xiao] into the Seven Star Fan in a flash, and while getting rid of Xinglong's grip, he swept to his side, blocking the [Mingyin Boom Fist] of Mingyin's clone who was using Xinglong's body as a cover and quietly circled to his side. At the same time, he flapped his wings and flew to a low altitude of about two meters from the ground, and swung a sharp blade at Xinglong right above him, giving the latter a sneak attack that combined shield techniques with blade throwing skills.

However, this level of attack was still unable to achieve any results. Xinglong punched the ground without hesitation, and countless ferocious flame pillars rose from the ground with him as the center. They not only deflected the sharp flying blade, but also caused Mo Tan's body to bend a little.

And it was this slight deviation that put Xinglong at a distance that was perfect for him to swing his one arm.

then--

  【Xingyi·Yanhuangquan】!

The violent murderous aura and the scorching red flames blended perfectly at Xinglong's knuckles, hitting Mo Tan head-on. Although he flapped his wings to avoid it in the first moment, he still couldn't escape the attack range of the one-arm. In an instant, he was blasted into the air seven or eight meters high, taking away nearly 30% of his health.

"It's not over yet."

Xinglong stepped lightly on the ground, and the whole person, wrapped in the pair of flaming wings behind him, turned into a meteor flying in the opposite direction and rushed into the sky, flying straight towards Motan, who had just barely regained his balance, and in an instant he had caught up with the latter's height -

"So, you've actually become weaker?"

Hearing this, Mo Tan sighed in frustration, and was then grabbed by the neck by Xinglong and fell down. Two seconds later, he smashed into the ground in a big letter shape. While his wings and back muscles were torn on a large area, more than one-third of the bones in his body were shattered.

  [Lihu·Jail Conquest]!

Chapter 2247: End