Naruto Dancer Master

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Chapter 7 Fighting Wisdom

"Good luck, Athena, open my body data"

Entering the dungeon again, I found that the location this time was still deep in the dense forest from last time. The giant tree that was covered with nooses on the surrounding trees was under the cliff not far away due east. Yan Yanxiao approached slowly and cautiously, vigilantly. Scanning around.

Attribute information: full value 100

Power: 2.3

Speed: 1.5

Constitution: 2

Spirit: 5

Weapon: none

Weapon skills: None

"The full value is one hundred. It seems that I am still far from reaching the standard."

Yanyan quietly approached the giant tree with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and sighed.

"As long as you know, don't be careless." Athena reminded hoarsely.

"Of course, these old ghosts are very bad. They are obviously not low in strength, but they still want to fight psychological warfare with me. I can see it. On the battlefield, the lion fights the rabbit, how can they retain their strength?"

"Huh... coming up."

The roots of the huge tree crown at the top were criss-crossed, and the dead branches were densely covered like a wooden platform. Yanyan crawled to the edge to hide his figure among the dense branches and leaves, scanning the shadowy skeletons in the distance, waiting for the opportunity.

At this time, skeleton soldiers from another force had already entered the battlefield on the rocky beach, and even sporadically entered the deep mountains and forests to pursue the enemy, and began to capture and kill each other. This was how they spent their time for thousands of years.

Yanyan looked at these ferocious soldiers who were fighting each other in front of him, and he was mesmerized by the moves. Looking back on the previous fights, Yanyan felt a little helpless. There were obviously countless killing techniques and enemy experience waiting for him to learn. But he didn't know where to start. He just looked for opportunities to sneak attack while running away. This was the best time to learn.

I saw a rather tall skeleton swordsman rushing out of the smoke and dust on the rocky beach in the distance, charging towards the dense forest from the center of the chaotic battlefield. As long as the skull was not broken, the skeleton could be pieced together even if it was broken up. It was broken up again and again and pieced together again and again. If the pieces were not put together, they would be snatched from other skeletons. It was very fierce.He kicked the skull away from his feet and looked around. His right arm had long been broken, and he slashed hard with his slightly incomplete left hand, never leaving the enemy's vital points. His jaws were wide open, his face was ferocious, and there was a wave of black bones. , overwhelmingly surrounding him, charging fiercely without interruption, roaring loudly.

"Awesome, this guy is too strong, he is so desperate even after he died, Athena, can I put my body back together again like his?"

Yanyan looked at the tall swordsman who had rushed out of the battlefield and rushed into the dense forest. He was amazed and asked Athena questions. After all, the figure of this little skeleton, which was just over one meter old, was really inferior compared to the adult bodies of other skeletons.

"A single dungeon is fine, and the dungeon will be restored next time. Moreover, even piecing together a skeleton body is not that simple. Without a certain understanding of the human body, do you think the bones will stick together on their own?"

Athena and Yanyan are one, and naturally know that Yanyan now knows nothing about human body structure, let alone piece together or even replace the skeletal body.

"I still have a lot to learn." Even though Athena's tone was quite mechanical and cold, Yanyan knew that this artificial retard was reminding him to look beyond the surface to see the essence. He was still far behind.

At this time, both arms of this skeletal swordsman were shattered, and every rib was missing. His entire body was full of marks from knives and axes, and his jaws were wide open with a short-handled sword in his mouth. He seemed to have seen Yan Yan. The giant tree where he was was a good place to hide temporarily. He limped towards here, and it looked like he was missing a piece of his patella. Although his movements were awkward, his speed was really not slow.

"Here we come." Yan Yan crept quietly to the edge of the branch, scanning the skeletal weapon for flaws, trying to find opportunities.

However, this skeleton swordsman was even more vigilant. He noticed something was wrong with the tall giant tree in front of him. He bowed slightly, raised his skull, and pointed the short-handled sword in his mouth at the crown of the tree, slowly circling the giant tree and carefully looking at it.

"I noticed it, then it's my turn. I must not be careless this time." Yanyan stared down, thinking about the enemy's plan in his mind, and quickly slid down the gap between the giant tree and the cliff behind him.

Turning around and walking out of the back of the tree, holding a flail, he changed directions step by step and approached the tall skeleton sword in front of him. He was not surprised when he saw Yan Yan's skeleton sword. He just looked at Yan Yan, who was fearlessly approaching step by step, and cautiously slowed down. Slowly retreating to the side, his empty eyes quickly looked around, and the short-handled sword in his mouth followed the swing of the flail in Yanyan's hand and changed the direction of the blade.

The scene was extremely solemn for a while

"whoosh"

I saw a premeditated rope tightening quickly, covering the skeleton swordsman's foot that accidentally stepped on the trap, and it rose rapidly. In an instant, the skeleton swordsman flipped over head and feet, and hung upside down on a tree behind him.

"I've been fooled," Yan Yan said with excitement and a smile. He acted confident and showed his strength to the enemy, making the skeleton swordsman mistakenly think that he had the means to execute him, or that there was an ambush around him, and he was constantly changing his mind during psychological warfare. In this direction, he compressed the movement space of the skeleton sword and finally forced it into the trap.

"Despicable..." Athena said in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Don't be ridiculous, how can I fight this guy with his short stature? Even if such a fierce old ghost is disabled, I can't look down upon him." Yan Yan thought carefully as he looked at the motionless skeleton swordsman in front of him, resigned to his fate.

The skeleton swordsman opened his jaws and spit out the sword. He turned his face away from Yan Yan, obviously extremely unconvinced.

"I know you are not convinced. You are strong and I am weak. How about making a deal?"

Yan Yan tentatively asked the skeletal swordsman. He knew that these old ghosts were wise and no worse than humans. But in this dungeon, it was already difficult just to live, let alone learn from these old ghosts. Now is the opportunity

"You and I work together to hunt down lonely skeletons. I help you put the body together, and you teach me how to use a knife."

The skeleton swordsman turned his head slightly, seeming to be thinking.

"I don't want to run away anymore, I don't want to do sneak attacks anymore, I want to fight, I want to become stronger."

Although Yan Yan always boasts that he is weak compared to these old ghosts, he also has his own dignity. He wants to face the fight as soon as possible, he wants to face the charge, and he wants to face the strong.

The Skeleton Sword Soldier was just above his head, his dark eyes staring at Yanyan, his jaws opening and closing as if he was mocking, but he still nodded in agreement. The small skeleton in front of him, who looked special and unfamiliar, piqued his interest. He was bored. I always have to find some fun in my life. I have been killing people for thousands of years, and even the skeletons are about to vomit.

"Okay" Yanyan shouted in his heart, then stopped rambling, quickly untied the knot, and gently placed the skeleton sword on the ground.The Skeleton Saber broke away from Yan Yan who wanted to help him up, and stood up on his head with his sword in his mouth. He also had his own pride.

Straightening up and straightening his waist, the skeleton swordsman tilted his head and motioned for Yanyan to follow him, and then staggered towards the other side of the dense forest. This little skeleton was lucky. The terrain of the giant trees in this dense forest was so good. It will constantly attract other skeletons to ambush you.If you stay here for too long, this little cripple will finish playing sooner or later. Now that you have a helper, you must regain your fighting strength as soon as possible and can no longer hide.

The two "people" groped for the shadows and sneaked quietly. Although the jungle was large, there were more skeleton soldiers. Yanyan was dazzled by the various fights along the way, but Yanyan did not take action and continued to sneak with the skeleton swordsmen.

He doesn't care about how many bones and skeletons he can break in the end. He cares more about the countless killing methods in front of him. Compared with the traditional understanding of temptation in the ninja world, the combination of virtual and real, the use of intelligence traps, the combination of ninja illusions, and the battle in front of him. It is even more fierce and direct, with ruggedness and fierceness. Whether it is with bare hands or in hand-to-hand combat, it is a fatal blow. There is also a sneak attack with a bow and crossbow, which can penetrate the head with one blow. The fighting process is unstoppable. Leaving no escape route, individual battles erupt with the momentum of an oncoming flood.

Even the skeletal spearman who had been chased by Yanyan before and was alone would be assassinated if he was not careful. His sternum was smashed by a hammer while he was rolling and running away, and he was instantly overturned.It not only pays attention to the use of all means, but also pays attention to the mastery of the body and weapons. This is the wisdom of fighting.

"Ah, by the way, I don't know what your name is yet...how about calling you Lao Dao?"

"Click... click..."

The two "people" quietly drifted away...

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