Comprehensive Manga: Reincarnated In Countless Worlds

"Boy of the Wang family, calm down.

"The unscrupulous wielding of power on the battlefield is the most stupid move, you have to learn to allocate every bit of your strength."

The voice of Zhao Yun, who had already surpassed the spiritual body, rang in Wang Qiang's heart.

Only then did Wang Qiang realize that his breathing had become thicker, and the hand holding the gentian silver spear seemed to feel the weight of the long spear on it became heavier.

No, it's not that the spear has become heavier, but that his physical strength is no longer sufficient.

Wang Qiang frowned, because he found that compared to him, Mao Buer on the opposite side was still breathing calmly, and he didn't seem to feel tired.

This is very wrong!

One must know that Wang Qiang has repelled several waves of "enemies" before and after. Doesn't Mao Buer need to consume witch power to bring the person in the painting back to life!?

Not to mention that Wang Qiang was puzzled, even the rest of the people watching this battle also had this doubt.

Xiba slowly landed beside Sun Qing and Zhang Qing who were the audience, and his five little animal spirits lying on him were even more arguing about this question.

After all, as Sheba's five possessing spirits, no one knows better than them how to disperse witch power and how to consume it.

"How did Mao Buer do it? Doesn't this kind of creation need to be consumed!?" The little turtle Yindun couldn't believe it.

"Impossible, unless the witch power in his body is inexhaustible, it is absolutely impossible that it will not be consumed!" Water Serpent Yin said.

"Could it be an illusion this time!? No, we can't all enter the illusion and haven't discovered it until now, so it's real!?" Coyote Silvertail shook his head after carefully studying the situation on the battlefield, judging that he absolutely Not hypnotized.

Xiba is one of the ten best members of the Pache tribe, and these contestants are definitely not easily pulled into the illusion. Just like the simple little monk who played against Zhang Qing last time, Xiba and them quickly Realized that something was wrong with him and reacted.

"Then why are you talking about it!?" Eagle Silver Wing complained.

"How would I know!?" Silvertail rolled his eyes.

"Xiba, what do you think!?" Buffalo Yinjiao was more straightforward, and turned to ask his own contract psychic Xiba.

Xiba's eyes kept falling on the created generals Zhao Yun in the center of the battlefield. After thinking for a long time, he said uncertainly, "If I'm not wrong, player Mao Buer should be able to recover the overflowing witch power. Ability, every time Wang Qiang kills those portraits, when the portraits dissipate, the witch power stored on the portraits will also be recovered."

"Isn't this a perpetual motion machine!? Your conjecture is too outrageous!?" After listening to it, Sun Qing groaned in a low voice.

"How did you talk, little girl!?" Eagle Silver Wing looked at Sun Qing with dissatisfaction. You must know that Xiba is a genius of this generation of the Pache tribe, how could he make mistakes!?

"Silver Wing!" Xiba held down the Silver Wing that was about to jump over to peck Sun Qing, and then explained to Sun Qing, "Of course it can't be some kind of perpetual motion machine!? It must not be completely recovered, whether it is to make the portrait There will be wear and tear in the process of moving, or the final dissipation and recycling, but compared to Wang Qiang, who can only get in and out, Mao Buer is undoubtedly much richer."

Sun Qing rubbed her chin and nodded, "Okay, what you said makes sense, but..."

"But what!?" Silver Wing was very proud to see Sun Qing admitting defeat.

Sun Qing pointed to the two people in the center of the battlefield, and said: "I want to say, isn't it good for us to talk about this here!? It seems that Mao Buer's secret has been exposed

Although Wang Qiang was on her side, Sun Qing felt that this was a bit too unreasonable.

Mao Buer over there obviously showed a rather depressed expression.

Shiba:

"Hey, you can actually use me as a commentator, so this is actually not against the rules, probably..."

"Uncle, you look so guilty, so shameless." Sun Qing curled her lips.

Xiba: "Well... I'm not a few years older than you, you should be honest..."

Shiba feels that he is not mature enough.

Wang Qiang didn't know what kind of expression he should have at the moment, although the gossip of the chess spectators over there made him wake up to the reason why Mao Buer did such an unimaginable thing, but it also made Wang Qiang unhappy.

Perhaps because of his life experience, Wang Qiang hated this kind of unfairness very much, even if it was not intentional.

He longs for fairness and justice.

"You don't need to be entangled. Gathering information to gain an advantage is a normal means." Mao Buer, who was opposite, seemed to see Wang Qiang's knot in his heart, and instead smiled and comforted him.

"Anyway, you will think of it sooner or later, and I actually don't intend to keep it a secret, and I can't do it."

"He is really an open-minded person. If he doesn't die young, he should be able to go very far." Zhao Yun admired Mao Buer more and more, and the other party's character won him a lot of goodwill.

Wang Qiang took a deep breath, his gaze became sharp again, "Then continue!"

"Please!" Mao Buer replied.

"Shock the dragon—!"

Wang Qiang lowered his body, turned his right hand holding the gun back, turned his head forward, and looked directly at Mao Buer.

There seems to be a blue cyclone flowing around him, and his eyes are shining.

Suddenly a silver dragon shadow quickly passed by, and when everyone came back to their senses, Wang Qiang had already raised his gun and rushed to Mao Buer, with half an arm's distance away, the point of the spear shining with cold light was about to pierce Mao Buer's body. body.

And those portrait people blocking the way stood there in a daze, as if they hadn't reacted. At the same time, when Wang Qiang's figure reappeared, these portrait people also began to dissipate.

It was only then that everyone realized that Zhu Qiang had already cleaned up these portrait people in the blink of an eye.

"So fast!" Mao Buer was astonished.

But soon he regained his composure, turned the paintbrush in his hand, and drew a circle in front of him.

When the painting was completed, (cadg) Wang Qiang's ultimate move also just arrived, and the gun head stabbed towards him.

However... Wang Qiang's face changed, and he quickly retracted the spear that was stabbed out, because when he passed through the jet-black round hole, the tip of the spear disappeared directly, as if he had entered another space, and he couldn't kill Mao No two.

"That's a black hole!?" Sun Qing was shocked.

"No, it's just a hole. A black hole has a strong attraction." Zhang Qing, who had been silent before, also denied Sun Qing's guess at this time.

"But it seems that doing so consumes a lot..." Zhang Qing looked at Mao Buer, who was panting heavily and backed away to create a safe distance.

I have to say that if it weren't for the limited witch power in his body, I'm afraid Mao Buer's degree of difficulty would be absolutely astonishing.

Of course, this is also related to Mao Buer's young age. After all, cultivation comes step by step. Except for the part determined by innate aptitude, most of the time, if you want to increase and obtain more witch power, you need to spend time. The way he chooses.

But from this point, it can also be seen why the contestants in the psychic battle are not too old. After all, if those old monsters and seniors are replaced, the aftermath of that level of battle is enough to live a small life If the country is accepted, you can refer to the duel between Shi Dog and Aokiji.

If you really let go and let these old guys fight, I am afraid that Xiaotian Kingdom will sink directly. Psychics are really more and more popular as they get older, and there are many ways to keep your body active when you are old. Except for direct immortality, they are basically superpowers.

More importantly, relying on the ten priests of the Pache tribe alone will never be able to suppress these people, and it is absolutely impossible to obediently cooperate.

Mao Buer does consume a lot of energy. Unlike creating a portrait of a human being, there is no way to play tricks on such a more bizarre ability. You have to use exactly how much magic power you need. No, not to mention that such a powerful ability consumes a lot, just opening such a big hole will cause a lot of bleeding.

But there was no other way, at such an urgent moment just now, he had no choice but to deal with it in this way, in a hurry, ordinary defensive methods would definitely not be able to resist Wang Qiang's "Shocking Dragon" swift attack.

In the final analysis, this battlefield is very unfavorable to him. The area of ​​the roof is too small. Wang Qiang, who holds the spirit of Zhao Yun, is also fast. There are no obstacles here. What's more, it is still on the top of a tall building, with hundreds of meters of height difference.

As long as the battlefield is changed with a simple monk, Mao Buer will not be so miserable.

But Mao Buer is not the kind of person who complains about bad luck, in fact, he is luckier than most people in terms of birth, and it would be too shameless to say that he is unlucky.

After opening the distance again, Mao Buer sighed, "It seems that we still have to use that trick."

After making up his mind, the flame of witch power that ordinary people couldn't see on Maobu's second-hand Danqing brush suddenly swelled up, changing from a small fireball to a big fireball.

It is obvious that he does not plan to save witch power, which is a sign of the big move.

Of course Wang Qiang also found out, but Wang Qiang didn't intend to give the other party a chance to activate it. Although he didn't know what Mao Buer wanted to do, Wang Qiang would not foolishly wait for the other party to finish reading the article. This is not a turn-based battle game, not you. When I played house, of course I directly killed and interrupted the other party's spellcasting.

If possible, Wang Qiang doesn't mind letting the opponent admit defeat.

"It's useless, when I started this move, you have already fallen into a passive state..." Mao Buer saw Wang Qiang attacking, he kept his hand, but raised his head to reveal confident smile.

"The world is up to me!"

As Mao Buer's voice fell, the surrounding environment began to change. Part of the space was no longer the environment of the original department store rooftop. Instead, lush green trees appeared, and the sound of rushing waterfalls could be heard.

As Mao Buer's pen and ink flowed, the world in the painting was gradually encroaching on the real world, drawing Wang Qiang and others into it.

In fact, if it is possible, Mao Buer doesn't want to bring other people in, it will consume him even more, but this is not under his control at all, and he can't really control it freely.

It is not easy to be able to enter the super spirit state at this age. If you want to go further, you really think too much. Although Mao Buer is a genius, he is not a monster

"Admit defeat, as long as you come in, you won't be able to defeat me." Mao Buer looked at Wang Qiang who stopped and smiled triumphantly. .