Yes, tiredness. Even with the blessing of speed, you have to concentrate while constantly dodging. This is the easiest way to tire the soul.
I feel that I need to have a good sleep, and Silly Tiger also needs to have a good sleep. If it weren’t for that monster, I would really choose to do that.
However, the same problem is that I can’t help but believe in myself, so when my mind tells me to procrastinate, I procrastinate. This time it tells me to take the initiative to attack, so I take the initiative to attack!
So, I jumped down without hesitation. I saw the cold light in the monster's eyes. This behavior, which was regarded as provocation and interference with its magic, obviously aroused its huge anger and gave me a tragic blow. Lessons'.
In the extremely fast fight just now, I fell hard to the ground. Even though I am in the state of a soul, I cannot feel the pain of falling. Even though I am a soul, I will not die because of being caught in my flesh and blood. Because those flesh and blood are just manifestations, they are actually my soul power and have not hurt the core of my soul.
But if this continues, after my soul power becomes weak from being ‘grabbed’ over and over again, I will really be unable to protect my soul core.
With this kind of speed, it’s so fast
So, when I started to feel sorry for Silly Hu, I really felt sorry for him, but what came from Silhu’s consciousness was infinite trust, and even my aggressive behavior of ‘seeking death’ was not questioned at all.
At this time, how much I hate my own incompetence and why I can't resist myself.
The monster circled in the sky above me, and then stopped. It looked like it was about to cast a spell again. As for why I knew it was about to cast a spell, I don't know.
I have never experienced such a state. At the same time, I feel like I am schizophrenic, and at the same time I am in strong denial, but I still rely on my inexplicable will.
This is extremely painful mental torture.
But that thought kept telling me, stand up and continue to attack. If you don’t want to die, I need time now, stand up, stand up and continue to attack.
I stood up unsteadily. I don’t know why, but I subconsciously looked back at ‘me’ (Shahu). It was shocking! ! What’s really shocking is that for the huge body, which is almost fifteen meters long, I can’t find a complete piece of good meat that’s over one meter long. It’s all covered in scars and dense scratches.
And there are more than a dozen places on the body where the deepest cracks are cracked, and the bones can be vaguely seen, where the flesh and blood have been torn away! And those majestic wings, composed of countless small whirlpools of wind, began to become in pieces.
Actually, I felt it before. Silly Tiger's speed has slowed down, but it is not slow enough to let the monster attack wantonly like before.
I just feel that Silly Tiger's repeated avoidance has annoyed this monster, and it will choose to cast the spell on its own. Otherwise, the most correct approach should not be to delay with me, wait until my spell fails, and then take me down in one fell swoop. ?
However, I took a look at the monster and felt that its eyes were a little taboo, but its eyes fell on me who was sitting calmly? It's not jealous of Silly Tiger, but it's jealous of me? Ordinarily, what does it taboo about me? Magic? In fact, according to its ability, even the Thunder Jue can't do anything with it. Not to mention that it is sure to use its speed to hurt me before the lightning hits it. I don't know if it has any other countermeasures to suppress it.
What does it hate about me? But, I don’t know why? I took a look at the calm me, and I felt in my heart that the inexplicable aura emanating from me would make people jealous.
??Continue to attack, continue to attack, what are you doing with such useless actions? Fighting is cruel, and I don’t even need sympathy for myself. When I turned around, I thought a lot, but I was strongly scolded by my own will.
I have to admit that this kind of scolding is reasonable. Fighting is like this. You don’t even need sympathy for yourself. Bleeding, pain, and even death are the consequences that you are destined to accept in the battle. What are you using that useless emotion for? ?
But, continue to attack? What's the difference between continuing to attack and dying? I felt a strong sense of guilt in my heart. In response to Shahu's unwavering trust, I even felt that this method was simply sacrificing Shahu and delaying time.
But once again, I was too weak to resist myself and rushed towards the monster.
'Boom' My soul fell to the ground again in the shock. My behavior has completely angered the monster. I have learned the most painful lesson since the fight. This time I feel that my soul is about to disperse. It’s open, I feel like Silhu is accompanying meFor the first time in more than thirty years, the demon soul is on the verge of collapse, because I had protected it well before.
My wind wings were about to dissipate and I was no longer able to stand up, but the monster still stopped this time and started to cast spells non-stop. This choice may be because I was taboo that my wind wings had not dissipated, and I didn't want to be with him. I played the chasing game again, but I knew very well that the bigger reason was because it hated me, the me who sat cross-legged and didn’t know what I was doing.
And I glanced feebly at that me, who was performing a mysterious and mysterious-looking hand trick at the moment, because that was also me. I instantly understood in my heart that this hand trick was the reason for the rapid recovery of soul power. A technique that forcibly transforms the power of heaven and earth into the power of one's own soul!
The price is that it will hurt the core of the soul, that is, the more three souls and seven souls are transformed, the greater the damage. The reason for drinking that kind of wine is to make up for such damage.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? am I am so?calm, and still have a faint disdain for her own abilities in my heart, how much heaven and earth, and earth, can I transform into soul power? Even if he can withstand the damage caused by the secret technique, he can't bear much, not to mention a pot of unsatisfactory tonic wine.
This is a good thing, but my own thoughts seem to be something that is not worth being happy at all. I find that I hate myself a little, and all these thoughts show how awkward a person I am.
I thought that Shahu’s mission would end here, but I didn’t expect that another unswerving thought came into my mind, stand up, continue, attack!
Why? Why do I have such thoughts? Isn’t this going to kill Silly Hu? Once again, there is a high probability that Silly Tiger will only have one result, and that is - death!
"Sihu and I have a closer relationship than biological brothers. Why would I let Sihu die?" At this time, what was left of the Wind Wings was already a faint shadow, and it was in disarray. It looked worse than nothing.
At this time, I was certain that the monster's spell was only aimed at me sitting cross-legged. It seemed that it knew that Silly Tiger would try his best to stop it so that it could not hurt me sitting cross-legged, so it did not hesitate to use spells. Law, one-time solution.
Sometimes, people have to trust the instinct of beasts. Even if the person in front of them is a monster, it is still a beast, right?
I didn’t want to think about these messy things, but I subconsciously developed a resistance. I thought about these messy things in order to divert my own unwavering will and the will to attack.
But, is this useful? It's useless. The voice in my heart is like the overlapping waves. Each wave is stronger than the last. If you attack, you will lose the game if you make one wrong move. What is needed in the battle is the coordination of tactics, strength and persistence, regardless of any emotions. It’s all useless and a drag!
Go, go, go. I was almost stunned, but I really couldn’t resist myself. I once again stood up unsteadily, but Shahu’s own will showed no regrets. Quiet.
My heart ached so much that I almost bled, but I still chose to pounce on me again. My speed was no longer fast, even just a little faster than before Condensing Wind Wings. I pounced in front of the monster, my heart was bleeding, thinking It was another violent blow, and I even saw the stupid tiger's soul flying away, while my soul and will were back in place, helpless.
But the strange thing this time was that the monster did not launch any attack on me, but just let my tiger claws fall on its body. Compared to the power of each of its attacks, my tiger claws seemed so soft. But it was a breakthrough, leaving a little scar on it for the first time!
Is there such a thing? I was shocked and inexplicable, but what reason did I have not to seize this opportunity? Once again, I raised my tiger claws, endured the pain, and used almost all my biting and sweeping powers to attack the monster.
Under such an attack, even if it is stronger than me, it will inevitably be hurt. However, just when I was inexplicably happy, the monster's eyes that had been closed suddenly opened.
Once again, just like when it first appeared and attacked me, a strong sense of crisis suddenly erupted in my heart. Another life and death crisis broke out.
And I also feel that this time the battle is probably coming to an end at this time!