C410 A Test of One's Own Origin
C410 A Test of One's Own Origin
With the tip of his foot, he could jump several meters into the air. The extremely light change made Wu Shuang think for a moment, and alarm was raised in his heart.
If his prediction was correct, then these two completely different states originated from the "Heavy Belt". This fact was discovered when he was facing the heavy pressure.
It seemed to be out of his control, and the effect was magnified a dozen times.
Based on his previous experiences, Wu Shuang was almost certain that the next test would be related to the war song.
If increasing their weight was to make them move slowly and become live targets, then becoming lighter was to make them …
Wu Shuang's pupils constricted as the sound of surging waves suddenly rang beside his ears.
"This is bad!" Wu Shuang swallowed his saliva and raised his head reluctantly. If the waves didn't come from the forest, then the only possibility was that they came down from the sky.
Sure enough, when he looked up, he saw a silver-scaled white dragon riding on a raging tide, swaying and rolling in the air. Following that, water dragons, like a waterfall, were bombarding him.
"What the f * ck? He's so light now, how can he possibly resist?" Wu Shuang ran with all of his strength towards the top of the mountain. Luckily, he had become light as a feather. If it was the "Sandstorm Boots" instead, it would be really hard to get there.
Boom, boom, boom!
Dense water dragons fell onto the ground, filling the deep pits as soon as they appeared. The hillside in front of Wu Shuang was also flooded by the water dragons, the mud and rocks from the landslides were like thousands of horses and soldiers.
"F * ck, they're not giving us a chance to live."
Wu Shuang tried his best to avoid the water dragon that was shot down. He had to be careful and use too much force and throw himself out of control.
During this short period of time, the mountain torrent had already arrived before his eyes. The deafening sound of an avalanche had nearly filled his ears.
"I can only gamble." Wu Shuang gritted his teeth and summoned his Dragon Soul Rider. He used its rising power to avoid the mountain torrent.
A water dragon fell down and hit Wu Shuang's back. Luckily, the one that hit him was Wu Shuang, since part of the impact was blocked by the "Demon Thorn Spell Armor", forcing him and his Dragon Soul mount to crash into the mountain torrent.
The Dragon Soul Rider suddenly turned transparent and was lucky enough to trigger another dodge.
Wu Shuang immediately leaped up and continued to rush towards the top of the mountain. The Silver Scaled White Dragon in the air seemed to have recognized him and went past him first before him. The descending water dragon enveloped him once again.
Luck would not descend a second time, and the Dragon Soul mount could no longer resist the continuous attacks as it turned into broken musical notes.
The most unfortunate one was Wu Shuang. After escaping from the mudflow, he got hit by the water dragon and flew far away, heading towards the mountain torrent at the foot of the mountain.
"Your sister." These were the last words Wu Shuang said before he fell into the flood and was hit all the way by the surging mud avalanche.
The area covered by the "Demon Thorn Spell Armor" was not too bad. At most, it was only bruised, and if it could not be covered, it would truly be bleeding from the head.
After an unknown period of time, the mud stopped flowing. The silver-scaled white dragon in the sky of Cholera also disappeared along with the huge wave below it. From the thick mud, a blood-red right hand reached out.
"Cough cough cough …"
Wu Shuang struggled to climb out of the mud and started coughing violently. He was used to relying on the war song in advance or relying on external forces. This made him very convenient but also made him lose the ability to deal with crises.
When encountering danger, the first thing that came to mind was the mysterious music studio. Anyway, there would always be a war song that could solve the problem. This was Wu Shuang's real idea.
The test of reaching the top was not so much a combination of combat power and survival ability, but rather an opportunity to confront oneself.
Wu Shuang's luck and pride from the recent days were all gone. Since he was going to climb a mountain, then he might as well keep his feet on the ground and reach the peak step by step.
Wu Shuang's eyes lit up. Although there were many fractures and bruises on his body, and it was difficult for him to even stand up, at this moment, a ball of fighting spirit ignited in his heart.
Even without 'Red Sun', he still had 'Accelerated Healing'. Under the effects of Fan Le's control, he was still able to swiftly heal his wounds, eliminating any possible infections.
The light green notes combined into a melody on Wu Shuang's fingertips. Like a moist spring rain, it sprinkled on his scarred body. The pain and exhaustion gradually subsided. Wu Shuang also mustered the courage to correct his broken bones one by one.
After tossing and turning for a long time, Wu Shuang had almost recovered. However, at this moment, he had returned to his original position. The position he was standing was even lower than when he woke up.
"Really, we've wasted our efforts. I wonder how high the others have climbed?"
Wu Shuang stretched his sore shoulders and walked up the mountain.
This time there was no change in Wu Shuang's vision due to the resistance. His field of vision became narrow, from the initial one hundred meters to two to three meters. Walking in the rugged old trees, he could almost see nothing.
"Changing my field of vision, could it be the effect of Scarlet Jade?" Wu Shuang looked at the top of his head and saw a huge red cross, "Ha, isn't this the mark of your enemy? Wait, was the 'Demon Thorn Spell Armor' so broken just now? "
Wu Shuang caressed the cracked "Demon Thorn Spell Armor". With its super strong defense, even though it had withstood the impact of the mud avalanche, it was still not damaged. How did it become like this?
"Could it be 'Demon Conjugation'? The negative effects of two pieces of equipment! "
Wu Shuang instantly reacted, weakening his vision and defense, at the same time increasing the damage he received. This time around, he would definitely face the test at that kind of speed, but it was not enough to deal damage.
The answer was very obvious. It could only be "Night's Night"!
Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!
Something flashed in the forest. Wu Shuang tried his best to widen his eyes but failed to catch something.
"Come, let me see what you are."
Wu Shuang stopped in his tracks. With his back against a big tree, he scanned his surroundings vigilantly. His vision was still blurry. The three meter range was his limit. It looked useful, but it was hiding a fatal blind spot.
The swishing sound came again, this time behind him.
"Could it be that the other party wants to break through this tree?" Wu Shuang turned around and jumped while looking at the direction of the big tree. Suddenly, he heard a loud crash from behind him, it was so powerful that he spat out a mouthful of blood even though he was separated by the broken "Demon Thorn Spell Armor".
Wu Shuang suddenly fell forward and came into close contact with the big tree. However, the latter was unable to endure the remaining energy and fell to the ground with a loud cracking sound.
"Motherf * cker, if this kind of attack is called weak, then I'll be damned."
Wu Shuang immediately turned around and threw a punch behind him. The nine Talisman Dragon Claw clawed in front of him, but as expected, it missed its target.
"I'm very fast, my attack power is stronger than I expected, or perhaps I've been weakened too much, I can't see anything, how can I fight?"
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Wu Shuang was extremely furious. A strange 'swoosh swoosh' sound rang from the left side. However, he played 'Fire Force at full force' in a very carefree manner.
A large number of fireballs spread out in all directions, and one of them brushed against something. Unfortunately, he could only see a few black feathers that fell to the ground.