Dark Moon Era

"next."

Tang Ling in the rain is like the same fighting machine.

He will never give you a reaction time, a simple punch and a punch, and then the next layer that does not change.

How many people did he bring down? 10 people? Still 20 people?

To be precise, it should be 21 people! Does not include 21 members of the Raptors squad.

A total of 21 geniuses, was he punched and kicked like this?

Until just now, only one person gave him an extra punch, which was a Crescent soldier ranked 82 in the first reserve camp.

This is a crescent warrior who entered the first reserve camp with the first place last year. It is a genius that everyone is optimistic about. It has raised the ranking to 87 in less than a year. Some people think he has hidden strength. , Waiting for another round of outbreak to make their own strength more forward.

But now? In front of Tang Ling, it became a joke completely.

Yes, genius, it's just the genius that gave Tang Ling one more punch.

Many people's faces have become very heavy, but no one thinks that Tang Ling's challenge is false.

The strength of each punch and the speed of each kick are absolutely crushed.

"It doesn't matter. In fact, in the first reserve camp, there is a clear distinction between strength. The top 55 and the bottom 55 are not in the same grade." An elite fighter watching Tang Ling's "performance" couldn't help but A soldier beside him whispered.

I ca n’t accept it. Why is a teenager just 15 years old so powerful? So there must be a reason.

In fact, it has not crossed that dividing line, and even if it is stronger than others, it is very limited.

"How should this be understood?" The soldier next to him apparently didn't know that much.

"Simply put, the top 55 are all people who are eligible to become Ziyue Warriors immediately. Because their ability has reached the standard point of impacting Ziyue Warriors. They are only accumulating."

"Then 55 people didn't have this qualification. As long as they didn't have this qualification, there would be a gap between them." The elite soldier seemed to know very well, and he answered it seriously.

In the short time he answered, Tang Ling's voice had echoed twice in the field: "Next."

Yes, two more crescent fighters were beaten down by Tang Ling.

The soldier who listened to the answer was very puzzled. While amazed by Tang Ling's performance, he asked: "Is there such an exaggeration? I know there is a standard line that can impact the Ziyue Warrior. It takes 3000 to compare this standard line. The power of kilograms, how much difference do you think between 2999 kilograms and 3000 kilograms? "

This sounds very reasonable, but in exchange for the ridicule of the elite soldiers, he used to think so, and he also hoped to impact the Ziyue soldiers.

But the reality gave him a slap in the face and made him realize how big the gap is.

"Do you know the limit value? In fact, to hit the Ziyue soldier, it is to reach the limit value before unlocking. There are several standards for this limit value, and I do n’t know the specifics. If you do n’t reach the limit value, your Power stays in one zone forever. "

"Taking your analogy, 3000 kg is a limit. If you don't have this potential, your power will never exceed 2900 kg. Once you cross the 3000 kg limit, then for a short period of time , You will have a rapid increase, this increase will not exceed a value, like 500 kg. "

"But you calculate, how much has this been opened? Yes, after the rapid period, their promotion will become slower and more difficult. But some geniuses, if they can break the second limit What's the distance again? "

"The first battalion is a bit 'perverted'. As far as I know, it has broken through three limits! The last 55 will always be some rookies, but entering the top 55, alas, each may be very different. The elite soldier sighed as he explained.

There is such a huge gap between geniuses and ordinary people. Those who can enter the first reserve can break through at least one limit.

Some geniuses don't have any bottlenecks at all. They will always rush, just like Genk.

But no one knows that Tang Ling does not even feel the so-called limit value. As long as he eats, fights, and cultivates, he will always grow.

Because, he is the perfect genetic chain.

"Next." Tang Ling was still shouting.

He's too lazy to count how many down, he just knows what his goal is?

Overworked, non-existent! He just likes this painful feeling, his heart is like a knife twist, so what is the pain of the body?

In this state, he almost replenishes his beastly meat with the limit that his body can bear, not to mention the cost.

Anyway, the battle will bring huge consumption, and he should race against time in the next time. What is the digestion rate? Don't worry about it.

A crescent warrior ranked No. 62 came to power.

"I should introduce myself to you. My name is Victoria."

"No need to talk, come on." Tang Ling interrupted the senior's words directly. He didn't have time to waste. Listen to any nonsense. Is his name important?

But apparently, Tang Ling's impatience annoyed the senior. He shouted a little hesitantly: "I just want to remind you to be careful, because my accumulation is enough to impact Ziyue soldiers."

"I was just trying to make a big splash and make my ranking rise a bit. But now I'm sorry, I want to use your platform."

As soon as the senior's words came to an end, there was a sound of discussion under the ring, and it must be said that in the last 55, a real quasi-ziyue soldier appeared, which was surprising.

But also had to admire the crescent warrior, who can bear it, and then accumulate thick hair.

So, will Tang Ling's myth end here?

There was no change in Tang Ling's expression, he just said a faint ‘oh’ and raised his hand: “Let ’s get started.”

Is there any greater insult than this? Was he so disdainful even when he opened his cards?

The senior was so angry that he rushed directly to Tang Ling.

Slow, the speed is still too slow, but the power of punching is more powerful than those before.

What about neural response speed?

Tang Ling finally had a little bit of warfare, and the precision instinct finally worked at this moment.

When the senior's fist was less than 5 centimeters away from Tang Ling, Tang Ling leaned slightly, and the senior's fist was undoubtedly lost.

In fact, does this require precise instinct to cooperate? No need at all! Tang Ling got the answer in less than half a second.

At such a speed, even by virtue of combat instinct, he can make predictions and avoid them.

The senior is too dead to punch, and is too limited in modern fighting techniques. He has not learned to train the so-called techniques into muscle memory, so that he is not restricted by the techniques, and only moves according to changes in combat.

However, Tang Ling's dodging finally gave people who were used to Tang Ling's crushing a new feeling.

"Look, Tang Ling is starting to dodge. The crescent warrior should be stronger than him, otherwise he can hit it directly."

"No, I think it should be faster than him, he just dodged."

"I have a different opinion. Who of you has seen Tang Ling's Bloody Iron Cage Station? What is his greatest ability? It is similar to the ability to predict, and he should use this ability."

"Well, the ability to predict, then this battle has something to watch. The previous ones are too boring. But anyway, it shows that this crescent fighter is very capable. But Tang Ling even had a quasi-ziyue in such a short time The capabilities of a warrior. "

The argument broke out in an instant, but Tang Ling didn't seem to hear anything.

He has not experienced the so-called limits, he only knows that everything is growing silently, but if one day encounters a bottleneck and then breaks through, will there be any incidental benefits?

Like ability?

Tang Ling does not think that precision instinct is his ability. This is inherent. The so-called ability should be a gift of talent in his eyes, like Anthony's Thunderbolt and Wolf's black silk.

So, don't defeat this crescent warrior too fast, but persecute it and see if he is capable?

Therefore, Tang Ling did not choose to attack, but in the eyes of the public, once again performed a **** iron cage battle, that amazing prediction.

Fifteen seconds when ‘failed’, ‘failed’ or ‘failed’, the senior attacked Tang Ling with 27 punches, 16 feet, and attacked all parts of the body 35 times.

No doubt, this is the speed of the quasi-ziyue soldier.

However, it was useless, and the chain of frustrations wasted, and wasted energy, all of which were invalid attacks.

Are you humiliating yourself?

The senior was completely annoyed, because only he knew how insulting this feeling was. Tang Ling completely avoided in a small area. He didn't even move a step.

This special senior is completely angry, he has a hole card, he wants to keep the hole card, he wants to use Tang Ling to make things violently, and let himself rise completely.

Not only will he step Tang Ling under his feet this time, but he will also take the opportunity to challenge one of the thirty crescent fighters.

The hole cards should be used at that time!

"You don't force me." The senior shouted aloud, the speed of punching out of both fists suddenly increased, bringing a hint of breaking wind.

At the same time, some of the onlookers have already seen the question: "Prejudgment? Is the prediction ability so good? Is there any other ability?"

This is a speech made by an elite soldier. His words obviously caused confusion among the people around him. The ability to predict is a feeling. In fact, the feeling of people depends on the performance. In such a short period of time, it is continuous and accurate. Prejudgment? This ability

"This ability is definitely not a prejudgment. Prejudgment requires a lot of mental energy to mobilize this feeling similar to the sixth sense, but Tang Ling's eyes and micro expressions show that he is not mobilizing mental power at all." Some Ziyue soldiers began to pay attention to this battle.

This is slightly different from Tang Ling's play in the **** iron cage battle. To be precise, in the **** iron cage battle, Tang Ling's play is more like a prejudgment. This time it is basically like a calculation. The angle of the opponent's punches, strength, or a kind of instinct formed during long-term combat exercises.

I have to say that Ziyue soldiers' judgment on things is higher than ordinary soldiers.

But they cannot know that in the **** iron cage battle, Tang Ling did not dare to fully use his precise instinct. In the second half, he made a mistake in the performance, which caused people to misunderstand. In short, he would not think of a tactical calculation A class of capabilities.

As for this time, Tang Ling was too lazy to perform. When he decided to give Wei An a good-bye, he had no longer covered his mood.

Man, born between heaven and earth, either forbearance. If you ca n’t bear it, you must be shocking and unrestrained!

But he grew up too fast, he loved 'masochism' and danced between life and death.

Therefore, he is right now by the Ziyue warrior. He does not use any computing power. He just relies on a long-term accumulated instinct for combat.

"Tang Ling has a secret. Anyone can see it. I don't think his ability is definitely a prejudgment. Prejudgment of this mentally exhausting and sensory thing has a turnover rate. He has no turnover rate. "The other Ziyue soldier had been half-closed, as if he was asleep, and he now opened his eyes.

Actually the underground battle should be a show, right? He had such judgment, but a performance also made him too tired.

The original challenge between the crescent fighters could not attract any interest, but Tang Ling's prediction made him a bit of interest.

Obviously, it is Tang Ling who is in the limelight!

Although Tang Ling is just to see the difference between the so-called quasi-ziyue soldiers?

His purpose was clearly achieved, and the enraged senior finally made something different.

wind? Is it the wind? But it's completely different from Andy's speed. The whole body speed is inherently stronger than ordinary people.

Like a running Holley mountain sheep.

The senior doesn't have any advantage in body speed, his wind comes from his fists.

With the frequency of his punches reaching a certain level, the trace of wind brought by his fist was clearly gathered, and the wind was stronger every time he punched.

Slowly, Tang Ling's bare skin began to bring some pain to Tang Ling. Slowly, the sense of existence of these winds became like a real thing.

"Is this the case?" Tang Ling suddenly showed a little seriousness in his eyes, he felt that these winds gathered to a critical point.

At this time, the precise instinct appeared almost unconsciously.

Such a picture was formed in Tang Ling's mind. The subtle change in punching speed, when the last wind did not dissipate, the next wind that came up was accumulated.

Gradually, these winds accumulate, like something in flight, and the storms they bring can cause harm.

Is this talent? The so-called talent for being close to the wind, if it is not particularly sensitive to the wind, it is impossible to feel the accumulation of wind in some subtle way.

So, can you do it yourself? Tang Ling's mind ignited a crazy idea. He wanted to imitate it. Although he had not yet been sensitive to the wind, his precise instinct could be calculated.

And is precision instinct really just precision? It seems like a capability to see through the essence?

Tang Ling is too accustomed to dual use of the brain. While he is thinking about this problem, he has calculated the precise instinctual wind that can cause harm. It will appear on the side of the fist of the senior after 1.8 seconds .

The direction of the attack was his own abdomen.

There are at least 37 ways to avoid. Of course, the easiest way is to take a step sideways, but Tang Ling has no intention of moving himself. He has another crazy idea.

What kind of harm would he feel from the accumulated wind?

Is it the wind like winter? Those wind blowing on the face is a painful feeling, and its damage force naturally has a reason for speed, but it is more one by one after another.

The senior took advantage of the changes in punching to gather them together and ‘played’ between the two punches. So what is the cumulative damage?

Precise instinct is not yet calculated, you must feel it yourself!

Is the abdomen fragile? No, Tang Ling won't let anything fragile. He tightened his abdomen and squeezed his fist.

Obviously, muscles are the best line of defense for human beings. If tight muscles cannot withstand this wind blade, fists can also destroy it.

The wind will be scattered, provided that it is strong enough to form a collision.

A flash of flush appeared on the senior's face. Obviously, gathering these winds also reached an extreme value of his ability, which was considered to be the best deal.

He punched a very concealed punch, which directly attacked Tang Ling's face, the other kick kicked into Tang Ling's chest, and the other punch showed a perfect arc, which seemed to be to hit Tang Ling Right arm.

The three-party blockade was not inevitable, but the key was that the gathering wind was released, and the direction of the attack was indeed Tang Ling's abdomen.

"Wind Blade?" A Ziyue soldier said flatly. In fact, the talent of wind is very common. The ability to control the wind and hit the wind blade is just a very common branch of wind direction ability.

Obviously, this crescent warrior is still very immature, and he made a total of 76 punches before reluctantly gathering a wind blade.

However, before this age, he had not been officially promoted to Ziyue Warrior, opened the first gene lock, and could feel this keenly more naturally.

"Well, the wind blade, but the tactics are well used." Another Ziyue soldier also commented slightly at this time.

In fact, even if the wind blades that rely on 76 boxing to gather are not able to be used as killers.

If seen, there are many ways to get rid of this blade.

The key is to face Tang Ling. This kind of person with suspected heterogeneous ability or super talented fighting instinct, let the invisible wind blade form an additional attack on him, and the tactic of forming a four-way blockade attack is correct.

Which one does Tang Ling avoid? Seems difficult? Although Tang Ling has performed very amazingly, in the view of Ziyue soldiers, avoiding the Quartet attack may not be what Tang Ling can do.

Can't Tang Ling do it? Of course he can do it. There are many methods in his calculations, including breaking force with force, but he has to feel the edge of the wind.

Avoid the left fist!

Avoid your right leg!

Avoid the right fist!

Tang Ling's body was twisted and maneuvered, and her perfect control almost made people who could clearly see Tang Ling's actions couldn't help cheering.

"Can avoid it." A soldier of Ziyue suddenly said.

"Unexpectedly" the senior was suddenly discouraged.

Because everyone can see that Tang Ling, who avoided the three-party attack, only needs a simple 'Ironpan Bridge' to completely break the four-party attack.

Was it difficult for Tiebanqiao to do this? It is almost impossible for ordinary people to do this, but with Tang Ling's control of the body, there is no difficulty.

However, the scene that stunned everyone happened. Tang Ling turned around and faced the wind blade directly with his abdomen!

Anyone with a little combat experience would not choose this way? Tang Ling, this is

‘Brush’, the wind blade flew towards Tang Ling ’s abdomen at a very fast speed. At the same time, Tang Ling ’s abdomen was stretched to the limit, and eight perfectly shaped abdominal muscles were extremely powerful.

A bloodstain appeared quickly, at the same time Tang Ling's fist fell straight.

The skin was scratched, but the muscles were not injured. If the wind blade is not broken with a fist, it can cause a wound about one centimeter deep.

His defensive ability is really average, not to say that it is compared with the mutant beast, even if it is compared with the king beast, it is also hanged.

This is a human disadvantage! After all, power cannot be equated with defense.

But, no matter what, the power of this blade is also good.

"Success!" The senior had a feeling of excitement at this moment. He had long forgotten his previous ambitions, and it seemed to Tang Tang that it had already given him great comfort.

"He did it on purpose." Some Ziyue soldiers couldn't believe the result, but had to accept everything that the facts showed.

However, why should you feel the wind blade in danger?

Tang Ling naturally didn't say any answer. He just looked up and said calmly to the senior: "It's over."

While speaking, Tang Ling finally launched his first attack.

A very straight punch, the speed is obviously fast enough to the limit that this senior can react.

Therefore, when Tang Ling's fist was about to touch the senior, he raised his fist.

"Peng", the direct collision, the senior took two steps back.

"Quick, Tang Ling punches faster than before." Xue Chang's face was pale.

But Tang Ling said very lightly: "Come on."

"Brush", the sound of the wind breaking, and another punch, this punch is faster than the previous punch, the senior wants to resist, but he only found out at this time, the hand he and Tang Ling collided with There was intense pain, and he could no longer make a fist.

He can only retreat hastily.

But it didn't work, the punch hit him directly on the shoulder, just like being severely hit by a heavy hammer.

However, he can still stand on the ring, a greater sense of humiliation rises in his heart, he shouted: "You are clear"

Yes, you can definitely attack me and fight directly with me. Why do you want to avoid it? Are you playing with me? Is it performing?

Unfortunately, Tang Ling twisted and kicked perfectly, kicking directly on the senior's back, kicking him off the ring.

In fact, the senior can insist on confronting Tang Ling several times, but his mind is completely confused.

There was no response to Tang Ling's final side kick.

Until the heavy landing, he was still immersed in this feeling of shame, but the frustration was so obvious, is this the gap? Is there a huge gap between genius and genius?

"Next." Tang Ling stood on the spot and started the next challenge directly. He was waiting, waiting for an opponent who could form an attack with him, so that he could try the power of the wind blade.

He didn't dare to guarantee that he could learn, so he had to experiment, and one after another, people wouldn't mind being stronger, at least Tang Ling was very eager to be strong.

"What's your opinion, brother?" At this time, the soldiers who had been popularized by the so-called limit value began to ask the elite soldiers next to them.

"I have no opinion. He is indeed very powerful." The elite soldier swallowed a spit, before 55, after 55, it seems that it is no longer an obstacle for Tang Ling.

This is simply a monster. How long did he enter the first reserve camp? Three months, right? How much did he accumulate to the first limit? No, not only has it accumulated to this extent, at least the first period of soaring strength has passed.

He showed speed, strength and nerve response speed, which was far stronger than that guy who could play with wind.

In the face of absolute power, talent has not been practiced to a certain degree, just a joke.

"But, I think it's his limit to be able to break into the top 20." After thinking about it, the elite warrior finally spoke with a positive tone, and he said that he thought it was very conservative.

Some geniuses in the first reserve camp were not only talented, but also lonely. How long did they accumulate? Even if Tang Ling's talent is not good enough, unfortunately he can't beat time. He can't cross time and complete the explosion-like accumulation all at once.

"Well, the top twenty is his limit." The elite fighter once again said with certainty.

This time the soldier next to him didn't speak. He just thought that Tang Ling could do wonders?

Now, less than five minutes have passed.

Tang Ling has reached the rank of 62.

No one expected that there would be a quasi-ziyue fighter in the sixty-two, but this also meant that there was no suspense in the next battle.

"next."

"Next." Tang Ling started the fast play mode again without any procrastination. Anyway, if he couldn't solve it with one punch, he made two punches.

At most, there are three or five punches, one by one, crescent fighters known as geniuses have fallen under the ring.

In the wind, the drizzle gradually getting smaller.

On Su Yao's communicator, the small picture made Su Yao and another man look very happy.

"Lao Su, you and the leader grew up together. The leader was also so strong at that time?" The man who played the sword couldn't help asking.

In the picture, Tang Ling's ranking has reached 57.

It took no more than eight minutes and 46 seconds.

"He? No, he was still playing mud at that time." Su Yao smiled disdainfully, that guy couldn't compare with Tang Ling, Tang Ling was obviously better.

"Impossible, the gap will be so big?" The man who played the sword did not believe, in his eyes, who was the leader? A miracle creator, he doesn't need to be surprised to accomplish anything.

But, why does such a person fail? Why failed in such a terrible way?

The man with a knife fell silent. He has quit smoking for a long time. This hobby is too luxurious. He has been dormant for so many years and is very poor.

But Su Yao didn't seem to feel the mood of the man playing the sword ~ ​​www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He looked up and couldn't help looking at the distance, which seemed to be a little vague barrier of hope in the rain, and said in a deep voice: "The gap is wide Because of resources. "

"At that time, he couldn't afford food, no food, and ate his constipation with the most junk meat. Otherwise, what do you think?" Su Yao's face suddenly appeared a smile.

It is really memorable once, who can think of that god-like man, who is so horrible when he shit, is so ugly?

"Constipation?" The face of the man playing the sword was drawn. He felt that he should not imagine such a picture, which would destroy the image of the leader, so he shifted the topic: "So? Tang Ling enjoys a lot of resources?"

"More? Not much! Not worthy of his growth. It just made Lao Tzu go bankrupt. Well, he was only 15 years old and he could start training, and he used fierce beast meat as a snack, but it was not extravagant."

"Well, it's not extravagant." The face of the man playing the knife changed, but remembering some things, Tang Ling was indeed not extravagant, even pitiful.

So, can such resources support this kid, from last to first place?