Life Dungeon Game

He wasn't actually a short-tempered person and was quite good at controlling his emotions. He knew very well that Heo's taunts were meant to drag him into the close combat that Heo was better at.

But even with his good temper, he couldn't help but get angry after being mocked so repeatedly.

Upon hearing his words, He Ao simply tilted his head, his voice slightly hoarse and chuckled as he retorted, "Are you getting impatient?"

boom--

The gray-haired figure vanished in an instant like a streak of light, his body passing through the void with a deafening sonic boom.

boom--

The golden blade of light collided with the old man's fist, and countless fine lines spread out from the wall beside them.

He Ao gripped the hilt of the knife with one hand and braced the back of the blade with the other, calmly watching the old man whose fist he had blocked. "The same move won't work twice."

Fine cracks have spread across the golden blade.

Then He Ao leaped up, stepped on the broken low wall next to him that was only half intact, and his whole body, along with the golden greatsword, spun in the air and slashed at Bright's forehead.

Bright crossed his arms again to take the blow head-on, and was slightly pushed back by Heo's force, the floor beneath his feet shattering layer by layer.

Immediately afterwards, He Ao drew his sword and landed on the ground. As the golden greatsword swung back, it pierced through the wall, sending up a shower of rubble.

The rubble flew through the narrow space, some hitting Heo and some hitting Bright.

The pebbles did not harm either of them, but when He Ao looked at the pebbles splashing on Bright and the golden light flowing naturally over Bright's body, a strange look flashed across his face.

Without any hesitation, he stepped forward onto the broken steel bars and swung his knife toward Bright's neck.

Bright was standing in a corner at that moment. He glanced at Heo, then suddenly inhaled, and golden light enveloped his neck.

The broadsword struck the neck but failed to penetrate the skin even a fraction of an inch.

However, at this moment, Bright's expression changed, and he looked down at his body.

He's fist had already landed on his lower abdomen.

The next second, golden light covered his lower abdomen, and his body jolted, sending He Ao, who had no stable foothold, flying away.

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He glanced down at his lower abdomen, where He Ao had just struck him; thin bruises were now forming.

His 'defense' is not a true full-body defense, but rather it can only defend the areas he chooses.

He watched this scene calmly.

When those pebbles hit Bright, he noticed that they didn't seem to trigger any special defense on Bright's body.

Each time that defense was activated, there was a noticeable glow, and at the same time, the distorted patterns around Bright that were within his spiritual vision would tremble.

Radiance can be faked, but the trembling of a distorted pattern cannot.

When the pebble hit Bright, it triggered the golden light, but there was no tremor in the distorted pattern.

Of course, those stones themselves couldn't break through Bright's defenses.

However, this gave He Ao inspiration.

So he deliberately gave it a try.

Sure enough, Bright's defenses could only protect the areas he anticipated might be attacked.

At the same time, this also proves another thing: his defensive power is not unlimited.

Otherwise, he could have simply covered his entire body instead of using this method to increase utilization.

After taking Heo's punch, Bright didn't waste any more words. Instead, he appeared in front of Heo in an instant, like a streak of light.

Heo raised his golden broadsword, spun it, and swept it horizontally toward Bright.

But at that very moment, Bright, who was charging straight at Heo, suddenly raised his right leg and kicked Heo's wrist. He then hooked Heo's wrist along with the kick, slamming it against the wall.

At the same time, He Ao's wrist was also flipped in the air, from above to below, and was stepped on by him.

Then Bright jumped up and kicked the golden sword, sending it flying. He then changed his footwork and kicked Heo to the other side.

"Kid, it takes time for intelligence to be converted into power."

Countless fine lines flashed across his body as he walked step by step toward He Ao. "And what you lack most is time."

After smashing through several walls, He Ao, who was lying among the bricks and stones, staggered to his feet, clutching his chest, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

He glanced at the golden broadsword stuck not far away, looked at the fine cracks on the sword, and then drew the knight's sword from behind him.

Without hesitation, disregarding his injuries, he charged towards Bright.

"Little madman."

Bright leaped up and kicked at Heo.

At that moment, Heo suddenly flipped in mid-air, switching from offense to defense, and held his knight's sword down in front of him.

Bright frowned slightly. He hadn't expected Heo to take his attack so hard. By the time he tried to change his strategy, it was too late.

boom--

With a deafening roar, He Ao's body was sent flying again, heading directly towards the direction of the golden greatsword.

After smashing through several walls, he rolled to the golden greatsword stuck in the ground. He staggered to his feet, reached out, and prepared to pull out the greatsword.

This time, Bright didn't waste any words. He leaped forward and chased after Heo.

He raised his hand and grabbed He Ao's neck from behind, intending to snap it.

In that instant, Heo suddenly drew his golden greatsword and slashed it backward, aiming for Bright's neck.

"Little tricks."

Bright reached out and blocked the blow.

boom--

Countless cracks instantly covered the golden greatsword, which shattered with a deafening roar, exploding into a dazzling display of light.

puff--

The next second, the pure white knight's sword appeared as if it had suddenly appeared, piercing Bright's neck.

"This is···"

He stared blankly at Heo, who was staring intently at him. The appearance of this sword was completely unexpected. In his 'perception', Heo's knight's sword should not have had time to be raised at this moment.

"Even without time, intelligence can sometimes be quickly transformed into power."

He Ao stared at him and spoke in a hoarse voice.

He just used Bright's movement technique, creating an effect similar to a 'flash' attack in a very short time.

"How can it be!!!"

Bright's eyes widened, a hint of disbelief flashing in his cloudy eyes. He suddenly raised his hand and sent Heo flying with a single blow.

The fine lines on his body suddenly burst open, transforming into dazzling light before coalescing again.

Heo gripped his knight's sword, clutched his chest, staggered to his feet, and calmly watched the figure gradually distort in the radiance.

Several of his ribs were broken, and his skin was almost completely covered with blood seeping from his body, soaking his brand-new sweater in bright red.

I'm not feeling well, I need to adjust myself, and I'll update as soon as possible next time.

Chapter 808 The Death of Bright (A super-large chapter combining two parts, please vote with monthly tickets)

He leaned against the wall, gripping his knight's sword tightly.

He hadn't actually fully mastered Bright's movement techniques. His current talent sequence wasn't that of a martial artist who could increase comprehension, and he didn't have any extraordinary items that could increase comprehension.

However, he has plenty of martial arts experience and life-or-death combat experience.

This allowed him to understand the operating principle of this movement technique through his divine sense. Even without mastering the core operating method of Bright's movement technique, he could still achieve the effect of Bright's movement technique to a certain extent by using his own fist techniques and control over power.

The golden light that permeated the interior of the now ruined building changed rapidly, almost instantly disappearing completely.

What appeared before He Ao was a tall figure whose body was naturally radiant. The fine lines that originally covered his body now seemed to have been completely engraved into his body, with streams of golden light flowing through them like wriggling blood vessels.

The fine wrinkles that once covered his cheeks had been completely smoothed out by some force, and his gray hair and beard had become completely transparent, overflowing with golden light.

The throat pierced by the sword of the knight Heo was also rapidly recovering from the writhing muscles.

The figure, enveloped in golden light, raised its head and stared at He Ao, its golden pupils flashing with twisted rage.

“I am happy to receive the baptism of eternal light,”

He looked at He Ao, gently raised his hand, and golden light gathered in his palm, forming a spear that was almost solidified. His voice was still hoarse and aged, filled with a chilling coldness.

"But not now, kid. You've completely enraged me. I'll strip the power of the Hidden Observer from your body and torment you for all eternity."

At this moment, in the vision of divine sense, there are a total of five energy gathering points in the old man's body. Although he still maintains the appearance of a human, he is no longer human.

He Ao calmly gazed at the old man, the stark contrast between his bright red blood and pale skin. He grinned, staring at the old man, and suddenly found it somewhat amusing.

"Are you angry? When you lead someone else's life to ruin, why didn't you consider that you might suffer the same fate?"

He stood up, gripping his knight's sword tightly. "In the end, you're nothing but a greedy and selfish bastard."

"Slick tongue."

The old man's face darkened completely. He raised the spear in his hand, the spear blade swirling with energy, the golden tip slicing through the sky as it cleaved towards He Ao.

boom--

He raised his knight's sword, twirled it in the air, and held it horizontally in front of him, blocking the spear.

At this moment, the advantage of weapon length has reversed, and Bright is now the one wielding the longer weapon.

Heo suddenly raised his sword and deflected the spear, then Bright, without hesitation, turned and swept the spear horizontally toward Heo's chest.

boom--

He Ao slashed to the side, blocking the spear once again.

This time, instead of raising his spear, Bright stepped forward and thrust it into the wall behind Heo, then swung it back towards Heo.

The golden spear cut like a blade.