Monster Catching Daddy

Chapter 388 God of War Lineage (Part [-])
"Wu Xing, why do you have to fight so stubbornly? If you get caught now, I..."

Taking advantage of the time that Ji Bai procrastinated, Shen Chong opened the distance a little, and said slowly while suppressing the discomfort in his mind.

But he stopped abruptly after speaking only halfway.

Shen Chong originally wanted to imitate those dignified and decent people in TV dramas, saying that if you surrender obediently, you will be spared death, and if you turn around, you will give him a deadly trick.

But Shen Chong found that he couldn't speak.

In addition, Wu Xing's son, Wu Da, was still lying in the yard, and that was also something he could use.

Shen Chong can attack him and save him, use Wu Da to force Wu Xing to take his own moves, or grab a stone and throw it at Wu Da's head, Wu Xing can only be tired of resisting.

There are many similar methods, but Shen Chong can't use them.

Whether you say he is stupid or hypocritical, Shen Chong can't do it.

Now he is not that kind of person.

Wu Xing snorted, "Are you trying to pretend to beg for me?"

This slight change of expression on Shen Chong's face was not hidden from Wu Xing, and he exposed it directly.

Shen Chong didn't want others to see his wavering, so he kept silent.

"You are a good person, and you are not even good at lying. I have acted all my life, and I envy you and admire you." Wu Xing said again, "If I hadn't had no choice, I would really let you go, but now I All I can say is sorry!"

Sure enough, Wu Xing rushed towards Shen Chong's face again. At the same time, he swung his palms forward violently, and two will-o'-the-wisp long whips like branches of fiery trees floated towards Shen Chong in an X shape. The direction of standing.

This time, Shen Chong finally made enough preparations, before Wu Xing started to move, he operated the spiritual source in advance to urge Ling Yun's shoulder armor to provide thrust.

What Shen Chong really had to guard against was not only Wu Xing's will-o'-the-wisp whip, but also the sudden intensified sting from the depths of his soul whenever he wanted to do something.

With a little difficulty, he rolled on the ground, barely out of the coverage of the will-o'-the-wisp whip.

It was clear that the total of the fight to the present was less than 30 seconds, but the overwhelming exhaustion swallowed his will like a gangrene.

So tired, so sleepy, I really want to just fall asleep.

The eyelids weighed more than a thousand catties, and the forehead looked like it was being clamped hard by a pair of pliers, as if it was about to twist his head.

It was clearly a slightly cool summer night, but the skin around him was in scorching pain all the time.

Shen Chong knew it well, as Wu Xing's will-o'-the-wisp that could ignite the soul continued to erode and devour his thoughts in his heart, he gradually couldn't hold on anymore.

Normally, psychics with spiritual abilities are not strong in hand-to-hand combat, but the world is so big, and heroes are like crucian carp crossing the river. If you have your own cards, so do others!

Indulging in the cage formed by the framework of self-knowledge often stumbles in an inadvertent place.

Wu Xing used his abilities perfectly, and his physical body was tempered to the extreme.

This is a formidable opponent with no dead ends in all directions. He is even more terrifying than other types who are also at the fourth rank of Xuan level!
Under his will-o'-the-wisp attack, he couldn't exert a tenth of his strength at all.

What should we do now?
Evacuate?

Running if you can't fight, and evacuating immediately is of course the right choice.

It seems that I should really choose to evacuate immediately, and then wait for rescue, at my speed...

The frightening thing is that as soon as this idea came to Shen Chong's mind, before he even had time to turn around, Wu Xing saw it through on the spot.

"Want to leave? It's not that easy?"

Wu Xing stared at Shen Chong blankly, and slowly raised his hands, palms facing the sky, and there were hundreds of scarlet will-o'-the-wisps floating above his palms.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of will-o'-the-wisps exploded, turning into sparks and floating in all directions, covering the farmer's courtyard firmly, forming a bewitching and beautiful dome.

Under the shroud of star-like fireflies, it was impossible for Shen Chong to rush out without being contaminated by the will-o'-the-wisp.

"You can't get away."

Wu Xing maintained the movement of holding his hands up, his fingers trembling slightly, and the will-o'-the-wisps floating in the sky coiled and shrunk like a spiral tornado, pressing down on Shen Chong.

Shen Chong looked solemn, and there was no way out.

"You are much stronger than the previous young man who was also at the second rank of the yellow rank. He only hit me with a spark from a distance and then fell down. You have stronger willpower than his spiritual department."

Seeing that Shen Chong had nowhere to escape, Wu Xing relaxed a little and talked more.

Shen Chong secretly sighed, since there is no way to escape, then simply don't escape, let's see if he can survive.

Shen Chong felt that he might have relied too much on Xihua analgesics for a long time, and his resistance to pain was weakened instead.

Dependence on drugs, but lost a strong will.

Every fighter who enters the boxing ring has a core ability that cannot be avoided, the ability to resist blows.

There are only two ways to enhance one's resistance to blows, continuous physical training to enhance the body's tolerance, and continuous tempering of one's nerves and will, so as to become less sensitive to pain.

Shen Chong used to be a leader in this area, but after getting the Xihua analgesic, he subconsciously ignored the core ability in this area.

But this time he was faced with the burning pain in his soul that the analgesics couldn't take effect, which caught him off guard and sounded the alarm for him to know what was wrong with him.

"You are right. Of course I am stronger than Xie Huazang, much stronger. Come on, try it, and see if your belief is stronger or my heart is stronger. Psychic psykers can indeed make you The mental power of a person becomes stronger, but a person's will will not be shaken by these foreign objects. My will will not lose to you!"

The next moment, Shen Chong did not retreat but advanced, he was forcing himself to adapt to the pain in his soul.

Not only that, he is even micro-manipulating the blood circulation and metabolism in his body.

There is only one purpose, he wants to dispel the effect of Xihua's analgesic.

He wants to fight the pain of the soul with the pain of the body!

When many people are about to lose their minds, they often bite their own hands to forcefully stay awake. At this time, Shen Chong wants to use the tearing pain of the medium-concentrated activation pill to contend with the burning of the soul!

"Hmph, over your own strength!"

Wu Xing watched indifferently as his little will-o'-the-wisps gathered and crashed into Shen Chong's body, he put on a horse stance on the spot, and punched loudly.

Shen Chong's painful punch still did not accomplish anything, and collided with Wu Xing's fist hard again.

But he was already prepared, turned sideways, stepped on his feet, pushed Ling Yun's suit, circled in place, and appeared behind Wu Xing in an instant, and blasted his right fist at Wu Xing's vest.

Wu Xing turned around in time, raised his elbow clumsily and skillfully, and was facing Shen Chong's fist of flames.

This time there was no violent collision, and the two sides broke apart immediately.

Shen Chong's purpose was just to hit him with flames, and he didn't want Wu Xing to directly pour more soul-burning flames into him by touching his body.

After opening the distance again, Shen Chong leaned his back against the wall, grunting and whistling.

"hu~hu~hu~"

He failed and was infused with more soul-burning flames again.

Wu Xing's raging flame penetrates everywhere, as long as he touches it, he will be hit.

At this time, more will-o'-the-wisps had been planted in Shen Chong's heart.

His eyes were red from the pain, and his vision was blurred. The sky and the earth he saw were all shrouded in hazy flames, and he could only see a vague figure clearly.

The thinking battle net is still ineffective, but it doesn't matter, he has already firmly remembered everything in the courtyard.

Even if his eyes were completely covered by flames, he could still accurately locate Wu Xing's location, this was his heart's eye.

Shen Chong finally realized what Xie Huazang meant before he collapsed when he saw hundreds of faces howling in the flames.

The will-o'-the-wisps that Wu Xing shot out were not just his own power, the nearly hundred complete will-o'-the-wisps that he just exploded were the victims who had been deprived of their "souls" by him over the years!
He deprived these people of their thinking power and used them for his own use!
The thinking power of these people was continuously broken up and integrated by Wu Xing, and it was reflected in Shen Chong's mind, which were the blurred or clear faces.

Shen Chong has seen many photos of people, and he can tell that the longer the time of victimization, the older the people, the more blurred their faces.

As for the recent Xie Huazang, he can even see clearly every inch of skin and every eyebrow on his ferocious face. He has become a "devil" and "ghost" in a ghost story.

Shen Chong has seen a lot of evil ways, and learned more evil ways from a lot of materials, but the evil way to Wu Xing's level, who refines other people's "souls" into his own tools, is definitely in the forefront!
No wonder he knows that death is inevitable, no matter what the reason is, it is an unforgivable crime to do such an outrageous thing!

At this time, Shen Chong was continuously attacked by ghost sparks floating in the air, and was infused with more soul-burning flames by direct contact.

Up to now in the confrontation, Shen Chong still seemed to be completely at a disadvantage, and the burning pain in his soul became more and more intense, but his heart gradually became more at ease.

Because, at the moment when his consciousness was about to be engulfed by the burning soul fire, the Xihua analgesic failed.

The remaining drug effect of Xihua analgesic has been forcibly metabolized by him and excreted through sweating. The overdose of the long-awaited medium-concentrated activation pill swept through the severe pain. Meat.

There is no pain in the limbs and bones, and there is no pain in the internal organs.

This was originally a terrible pain that would torture him until he could not survive, but at this moment, it happened to be his life-saving stunt!

Pain is pain, but I feel great pain!I can stand it!

The pain caused by the burning soul ghost fire is an illusion in a sense, and it will not cause substantial harm to his body, but it will continue to instill in him the consciousness of wrong judgments, forming a sense of what I am doing, what I have encountered, However, it was a misjudgment that nothing actually happened.

But no matter how real this misjudgment is, it still does not escape the essence of mental illusion!

He can't stop pain with pain, but he can suppress hallucinations and misjudgments with pain. Before his mental breakdown completely, Shen Chong has the strength to fight!
Wu Xing stepped forward again, Shen Chong stepped aside and avoided it easily.

"what?"

Wu Xing let out a low cry, obviously he didn't expect Shen Chong to see through his interference so quickly.

"Surprised, aren't you? Don't worry, the fun is just starting now."

Shen Chong grinned, once Wu Xing regained perfect control over his body, it would not be so easy for Wu Xing to catch him easily.

Not only that, Shen Chong is still frantically remembering in his mind the feeling when Wu Xing's soul-burning fire caused trouble and pain to him.

Anything that can't defeat me will become my motivation to become stronger!

He wants to turn the pain in his heart into his own use!

"Are you running away?"

Wu Xing pointed at Shen Chong's back and said slowly.

Not far behind Shen Chong, there was a large group of extremely rich crimson will-o'-the-wisps floating.

The moving speed of this group of will-o'-the-wisps is not fast, but it can always block Shen Chong's way.

If he chooses to turn around and run, he will definitely plunge in hard.

Shen Chong shook his head, "Who told you I was going to run away?"

"What do you mean?"

"Wu Xing, I admit that you are very strong. It is rare in the world for a psychic to strengthen the body to this extent. You are a genius. But unfortunately, I am even rarer and more genius than you!"

In the next moment, Shen Chong's figure suddenly compressed, moved suddenly, and disappeared into the courtyard as an afterimage of Dao.

When his figure reappeared, he was already standing behind Wu Xing, and he swept across the air with a whip kick.

Although Wu Xing judged the right direction again, Shen Chong's speed was too fast, even exceeding his limit of predicting and reacting in advance, so he could only force his elbow to take Shen Chong's kick.

The leg guards in Ling Yun's suit hardened instantly when the two sides came into contact, and struck with great force.

Shen Chong twirled and retreated in the air, while Wu Xing retreated a few steps to the side.

From the fight to now, he was shaken by Shen Chong for the first time!

Because, the speed that Shen Chong took out this time was 1.5372 times that of the full load!
He was above his own limit and increased by 53.72% again!

Liang Zai, who had been watching the situation inside not far from the fence, was taken aback and muttered, "Boss is really scary, you can develop new abilities!"

Wu Xing looked back at Shen Chong with horror on his face, "Impossible! How did you do it? You are obviously only a second-rank Huang class!"

Shen Chong let out a haha, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he wiped it off indifferently, "Thank you."

Of course he would not tell Wu Xing the reason, the principle of the Berserker bloodline was his hole card.

Physical injury and pain can inspire the blood of the Berserker, making him stronger as he gets hurt.

But the pain in the mind and spirit is different from the body. Shen Chong used to rely on his willpower, no matter how exhausted he was mentally, he would not be on the verge of collapse. Improve recovery speed.

But this time, his body was still healthy, but his mind and spirit were hit hard one after another, and the order was completely reversed.

He pondered in his heart, since physical pain can trigger the blood of a berserker, why can't spiritual pain?

The so-called soul is the essence of human thinking, which is an integral part of the human body that is different from the physical body!

He first continuously strengthened his memory to capture the heart-burning pain of the flames when his soul burned, and then forcibly communicated with the spiritual source, trying to link the blood of the berserker with the trauma of his heart.

After many precise attempts, he succeeded.

He reproduced the trauma of the heart and the pain of the body, and at the same time resonated with the blood of the berserker, stimulating the increase.

Berserkers don't simply get stronger with more injuries, but also need extreme willpower to be fearless in the battle of life and death.

Shen Chong's set of ideas followed the true meaning of the berserker bloodline, not only physically strong, but also the will must be tempered.

He ignited his warrior heart and turned into a true God of War!
The naming of the spiritual source is originally a matter of the psyker himself, and Shen Chong decided to rename it after inspiring the profound truth.

From now on, the Berserker bloodline will be renamed as the God of War bloodline!
Now he is a double increase of the God of War bloodline!
After superimposing two 72% increases, his ultimate explosive power rose from 1123.72 kg to 1727.44 kg.

Of course faster!

This trick is called the Burning Blood Secret Technique.

"Death to me!"

(End of this chapter)