The call is terrible

Chapter 129 Shield Bash (Fourth)

Du Hei was slightly distracted by the appearance of the person next to him.

It looked exactly like he had just walked out of the pig slaughtering stall.

At this time, the man beside him grinned: "Du Hei, right? I heard my chubby mentioned you."

"you are?"

Although what the man said was extremely obvious, Du Hei still couldn't believe it.

"I, I slaughter pigs on Bolan Street. I'm a pig butcher. Everyone calls me Pork Mountain. Of course, you have to call me Uncle."

"After all, I am Ma Xiaopang's father, and you are his black brother."

Du Hei was terrified.

Such a strong man is Ma Xiaopang's father? !
When he thought back at this time, no wonder he always felt that Ma Xiaopang was a little different from ordinary people. This old man is completely a boss? !

He had many questions and wanted to ask them. At this time, the black gold ant king below began to roar.

The man was still smiling, but he said to Du Hei: "Let's talk about it later when we get back."

"These little guys seem to be a little impatient."

He said, just holding the inconspicuous refined iron shield, and jumped off the roof.

"Ah, ah, fifth-order intermediate."

He made a sound of tsk tsk, but it made Du Hei on the roof exclaim in his heart: "It really is a beast above the fifth level."

The oppressive breath just now seemed to be in him.

But at this moment, facing the fifth-order ferocious beast, the middle-aged man below seemed quite relaxed.

Just facing each other like this, walking step by step.

At this time, the Black Gold Ant King seemed to have become much more serious.

It's not stupid either, the speed the man showed just now has already shown that the other party is extraordinary.

However, it has no intention of retreating yet.

One reason is that the man did not give him an extremely strong pressure.

Secondly, it was because the aura left on Du Hei's body gave him the idea of ​​killing him.

As the man approached step by step, the ant king was finally no longer indifferent at this time.

With a deep and hoarse roar, several third-order ant beasts beside it rushed towards the man.

Ant beasts are fierce.

The sharp limbs can tear even a two-meter-thick steel wall, and can easily tear a human soldier into pieces.

But at this moment, facing the man who is stepping forward step by step, these sharp attacking weapons cannot even enter one meter around the man's body.

From a distance, Du Hei's mouth was wide open.

Spirit armor.

Only warrior-type professionals who have reached the fifth level can combine blood energy and spiritual power to form a spiritual armor with strong defense. Even fierce beasts of the same level are difficult to break.

But at this moment, the spiritual armor of the middle-aged man can no longer be simply described by the word armor.

After all, the armor, in a sense, still fits the body, only a few centimeters thick at most.

But this spiritual armor in front of him?

Nima is not so thick in ten coats, is she?
The light blue spiritual armor almost covered a radius of more than one meter around the man's body.

A third-tier ant beast seemed unwilling to do so, and suddenly stood up.

And following its movements, the rest of the third-tier ferocious beasts also made such movements.

Surrounding the man, the next moment, formic acid that can corrode steel spewed out in an instant.

However, it still doesn't work.

Under the man's spiritual armor, the formic acid slowly followed the armor, as if sliding out of thin air, and fell to the ground, corroding the ground into a huge hole.

"Okay, so strong!"

At this moment, Du Hei could only open his mouth and exclaim.

"The thickness of this spiritual power!"

"Sixth order?"

"Tier seven?"

Du Hei was not sure, the man gave him a feeling that he was a little erratic, and it was impossible to detect one or two.

He can only make predictions from the performance of the opponent before and now.

speed, exceeding the speed of sound.

With such strong spiritual power, he feels that this is definitely not the strength that can be possessed by the fifth level.

The man didn't care about Du Hei's amazement at the moment.

Now that he has such strength, he has seen all kinds of compliments.

There was even a young woman who was rescued by him, crying and calling for a promise with her body.

This is an era when strength is king, especially 20 years ago, when compared to now, there were even fewer professionals.

Every professional is a highly anticipated existence.

What's more, he was still a very talented existence among those professionals.

He walked step by step, with a look of nostalgia in his eyes.

Until, another roar brought him back to his senses.

He looked at the black gold ant king who was already close at hand, and shook his head helplessly: "I swore that I would never take the initiative to attack again forever."

"So, if you can survive, it depends on whether your life is hard enough."

He murmured softly, and slowly raised the shield: "If you just use the shield strike, it shouldn't be considered a breach of your promise, right?"

"I'm going to use Shield Bash, I wish you luck."

He looked at the Black Gold Ant King again, and said a word to him quite seriously.

Shield Bash, a restrictive skill.

In essence, it is a defensive skill, and its main function is to repel the enemy.

But it is undeniable that the shield attack has a trace of attack power after all.

While he was talking to himself, the shield retracted in front of him, and his footsteps were slightly bent. This is the standard posture for shield strikes.

Standing as a rock and counterattacking with a shield is the essence of this skill.

All that is required is for the shield striker to stabilize himself and be as firm as a mountain.

The lower body, which was bent like a lunge, was slowly withdrawn, and the spiritual power began to flow according to the elements of the shield, and the shield began to surge.

"Shield strike."

He spoke softly.

The recovered shield was pushed at this time.

Suddenly, spiritual power gushed out from the shield and spread out.

Behind him, Du Hei's mouth opened as if it could stuff an egg.

He vividly saw that the spreading spiritual power began to spread around the shield, gradually covering a range of tens of meters.

It is more than ten meters high and about three to forty meters wide. The spiritual power pushed out by the shield just pushes towards the rear.

Wherever it goes, everything turns into nothingness.

The steel fence, the black gold ant king, and many ant-like beasts just turned into powder and dissipated in the world.

In front of him, there appeared a broad avenue with a length of 300 meters, which was pushed out by the shield.

On the road, there is not even a trace of dust, leaving only the extremely flat land.

After everything was over, the man put away his shield and stood up.

After a moment of silence, looking at the open space ahead, the man shook his head and grinned: "It seems that you are not so lucky."

Behind him, Du Hei sat down on the ground.

At this time, he finally fully understood why the so-called strong among the professionals were able to resist nuclear bombs.

(End of this chapter)