Chapter 1184 Lancelot vs Emperor (Part 2)

Yan Ling·Qian Qiu Bi Xue.

He had never heard of a word spirit. As far as Lancelot knew about the famous word spirits listed in the periodic table of word spirits, if such a recognizable word spirit as "Qianqiu Blue Blood" existed, he would definitely be impressed by it.

Of course, it is not ruled out that it is a translation problem. For example, for "Yan Ling·Time Zero", students at Kassel College basically know its serial number, approximate effect, and how it appears in reality, but if you put it another way

, "True Word Technique·Jade Leak", basically asked nine out of ten people who didn't know it, and the only one who knew it was the orthodox exchange student sent to the academy.

The emperor was not a fool and would not openly tell Lancelot about the effect of his speech spirit. Considering that he said that he would not lie, but still reported the name of the speech spirit, Lancelot regarded it as a misleading

, the purpose is unknown, and it is worth being careful.

Real battles are not about playing house. The gap in intelligence will directly lead to the tilt of the scale of victory. Although many students in the academy show off their words and spirits as a "signature" and a way to make friends, once they enter the execution department,

For related institutions, the first lesson learned is to keep the secret of one's own spirit. In the battle between hybrids, defeating the enemy first will save your life countless times. The same rule applies to your enemies.

Killing at first sight is not a beautiful thing. You only have one life to clear this soul game called "Dragon World" at first sight.

The intelligence of the Dustless Land has now been exposed without a doubt, but its inevitable exposure has also brought huge advantages to the battle situation. The body controlled by the emperor is scarred and tattered as a result of the battle, but it is not clear why the body he controls is still alive.

The ability to move can only be temporarily attributed to the effect of the unknown word spirit.

Lancelot's Chinese proficiency can only be said to be qualified, which is considered excellent among a group of foreigners, but he still cannot fully understand the mystery of the four-character idiom. (In Lancelot's understanding, "qian" cannot be

The four words "qiu bi xue" are accurately translated) Moreover, many native Chinese people cannot translate the word "Qianqiu Bixue" as an appellation of the spirit immediately.

In addition to the problem of Yan Ling, the environment he is currently in is also very worrying.

His gaze fell on the seemingly infinitely deep corridor. The strange feeling of this liminal space naturally made Lancelot guess that the place he was now might no longer be the Wangfujing Hotel where he had stayed for many days.

Yes, this special sense of depth and repetition, as well as the liminal and weird sense of space, are very similar to the "Nibelungs" mentioned in textbooks.

Maybe the emperor has some way to drag part of the space into the weird space close to the Nibelungs? The seniors of the executive department have also encountered examples of this situation in their experience of slaying dragons, but these can be regarded as pure bloods.

The power of dragons changes the underlying rules of the world to a certain extent through blood and ancient knowledge - is the emperor's true identity a dragon? Or is it the same as the king of earth and mountains, the first generation who awakened in advance but has not been exposed?

kind?

The bloody man reflected an abnormal red light under the halo of the corridor. His face covered with blood could no longer clearly see his expression and appearance. Only the golden eyes staring at Lancelot showed his survival and

His malice is ready to strike.

It’s useless to think too much.

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Lancelot lowered his body slightly to prepare for a sprint, but this did not mean that he really wanted to rush forward rashly. This action was probably just a false test, to shake the emperor and see if he would

Will he act rashly to reveal any flaws and gain some information about this unknown speaking spirit?

"Don't you want to come over?" He asked.

The lobby manager who was covered in blood could hardly be considered a "living person". Blood was flowing on his body surface. Lancelot noticed that he had broken the opponent's blood vessels and the blood flowing out of the chapped wounds on his body surface was not there.

There was heavy bleeding as expected, but it looked miserable, like being fished out of a pool of blood, with blood flowing all over the body.

Wait a minute, does the "xue" in this Yanling's name mean "blood"? This Yanling is related to blood?

With an idea in mind, Lancelot slowly straightened up, raised his left hand, and gently twisted his wrist with his right hand.

"Do you have a way to deal with it?" the emperor asked when he saw Lancelot's appearance.

There was no answer, and Lancelot began to chant the spirit of words.

Throughout the whole chapter, there is a complete chant, no compression, no fuzzy pronunciation, the ancient and solemn dragon text that is spoken word by word from beginning to end, evoking the hidden rules, roaring like a bell in the long corridor, when

The complex syllables fell to the deepest part of the corridor and bounced back. As the power poured into those golden eyes, the true power of the "dustless land" was released.

The invisible but tangible transparent "field" expanded, then froze, and gradually closed. At the end of the chant, the field stopped on the surface of Lancelot's body. If there was some kind of instrument that could see the field

The flowing energy, through the dye spectrum, can definitely be seen as a layer of "halo" constantly flowing on the surface of Lancelot, a humanoid object.

Dust-free land·Iron Buddhist Pagoda (Iron Pagoda).

Ordinary dust-free land can only block danger, but what Lancelot needs now is to get close to danger and then kill it alive.

Geniuses exist in every era, but in troubled times, those amazing geniuses emerge like crucian carp crossing the river. Obviously Lancelot is this kind of genius, but he and Lin Nian,

People like Lu Mingfei and Caesar stood on the same stage, and the spotlight spent a lot of time on others, thus ignoring their wonderfulness.

"I admit that among the mixed-race users of the Pure Land that I have seen, you are ranked among the top three." The emperor stared at Lancelot's performance and couldn't help but admired.

He recognized the talent and talent of this young man. For Wuchen Land, the difficulty of deformation on this scale is basically equivalent to Jun Yan's static heating, and it cannot be achieved with hard work.

The ultimate bloodline advantage! Unparalleled talent and talent! Both are indispensable.

"Who are the other two?" Lancelot stabilized the Pure Land realm that was bound to him. Maintaining this state required certain preparations, so he didn't mind talking too much and chatting with the emperor to occupy some time.

"The powerful warrior holding a giant ax that Ayerbat met was said to be able to withstand all attacks, whether gods or humans. He was regarded by the local people as one of the incarnations of Vishnu. The other one was met on the torii path.

A turtle that single-handedly protected the innocent people hiding in the shrine when a natural disaster struck."

"Then what?" Lancelot asked.

"Then?" the emperor asked, "then what?"

"Then what happens to them."

"Of course he is dead." The emperor replied matter-of-factly, "After all, I am very interested in both of them."

The moment the emperor answered the second half of his sentence, Lancelot moved.

There was no preparation for his explosive acceleration, and his limbs still maintained that loose feeling. From the observation of his skin, it can be seen that his muscles did not exert force at all, and his bones were also in a loose supporting state - but here he was.

In this state, he completed the sprint from zero to an instant burst.

This is a variation of Wuchen Land. It is the most perfect shield, and there are many people who step on this shield to jump and accelerate. The principle is very simple. In an instant, Wuchen Land can deform in a small range, and with

Supported by the ground or other solid objects, it is like a spring that springs up suddenly, launching the user of the Dustless Land.

Lancelot launched himself like a spear. He was the arrow that defeated the enemy. The dust-free land was the best shield, but he just used this word spirit to turn himself into the most deadly and sharp spear.

!

Achilles, who climbed onto the black sand like this, flexed his round and plump arms and threw the spear symbolizing victory at the Trojan army.

This is how fighting should be, after consideration and decision-making, the outcome is decided by the collision of that moment.

In that moment, all variables will be infinitely compressed by time, giving both sides a huge test, planning, experience, strength, and character. Everything will collide in that moment and sparks, igniting the decisive battle between victory and defeat.

fireworks.

Lancelot approached the emperor at high speed. He was in a "pounce" state in mid-air, just like a ferocious leopard leaping out to hunt in slow motion. The realm of the Dustless Land flowed less than 1cm above his skin.

With his defense fully open, he still chose to avoid all substances related to "blood" and directly attacked the emperor!

Yanling·Qianqiu Bixue. Although he didn’t know what the effect was, since Lancelot could confirm that the word “xue” in it was likely to be connected to “blood”, and the emperor’s current strange survival state was also related to blood, he chose to believe it.

Use your first instinctive judgment to avoid the opponent's sharp edges as much as possible and attack the weak points directly.

"Forest."

When Lancelot rushed into the blood-stained corridor, the emperor's hands were clasped together, and his golden eyes were lowered.

Along the road, all the blood-stained corridor surfaces, and all the blood components in the blood-stained parts were controlled by the power of Yanling, condensing into "thorns" that were thinner than a hair and flying through the air.

Awesome Lancelot!

From top to bottom! From left to right! The heavy rain fell so fast that the naked eye could not catch it. In just a moment, the corridor was penetrated into a blood-red forest by an astonishing number of slender "thorns"! Just like that!

They are criss-crossing like steel wires and stretch across the entire corridor. At first glance, there are probably tens of thousands of them!

Those blood-red "thorns" seem extremely fragile, but they can penetrate hard walls and door panels directly. The rate of fire almost reaches subsonic speed. If they hit the human body, they will definitely turn the person into a hedgehog! But they are targeting dust-free places.

The protected Lancelot and the indestructible "Iron Pagoda" blocked the piercing attack of the spikes, and at the same time directly smashed the gill net blocking the way in front, and crashed out of this blood-red thorn forest!

Lancelot broke through the thorn forest composed of blood to get close. The emperor, who was covered in blood, did not retreat but moved forward. He violently kicked Lancelot in the waist, trying to kick him off! Lancelot ignored it.

In response to his kick, Wuchendi Land blocked the kick, and at the same time punched his chest and heart with his hand, hoping to use this momentum to directly explode his heart!

This punch hit the emperor firmly, but it did not kill him with one blow. A large amount of blood gushed out from the wound on the left chest where the emperor was hit, and a high-speed vortex formed in front of Lancelot's fist.

!The 1cm dust-free space prevented the blood from contacting the skin of the fist. The high-speed flowing vortex water jet cut the dust-free space, and a large amount of blood spattered to the surrounding environment.

The blood gushed out like a protective shield. This punch did not kill the emperor, but only pushed him back a few steps.

Sure enough, it is a word spirit related to blood.

Lancelot stood firm on the ground, then struck a short blow close to the emperor, and punched the emperor's head. The fist wrapped in the dustless land was as hard as a hammer, and exploding a head was no different from exploding a watermelon.

The emperor moved his head to the left to dodge, and fought back with his right fist, but Lancelot stopped him in advance. It is worth mentioning that where Lancelot's raised left arm came into contact with the emperor's right fist, there was also blood.

The whirlpools were spinning at high speed. If it were not a dust-free place, normal flesh and blood would probably be turned into rotten flesh in these water-jet-like blood whirlpools.

After opening the emperor's right arm, the opponent's center was naturally wide open. Lancelot punched the emperor in the face. Similarly, a vortex of blood appeared on the emperor's cheek as a means of attack and protection. This punch

It just caused knockback and blood splattering.

The blood stains splattered on the walls, floor, and ceiling were the same as before, with hair-thin spikes sharpened and penetrating towards Lancelot continuously, but they were all blocked by the dustless land.

They tirelessly run through the corridors to form strong "lines", sealing the space between the emperor and Lancelot like steel wires, but they are completely unable to stop the violent offensive of the users of the Dustless Land!

The emperor raised his elbow to block the left hook and the right hook. In the gap between Lancelot's punches, he ducked to avoid the punch, and at the same time, he struck Lancelot's jaw without raising his head, but it didn't matter.
To be continued...