Sword and Magic and Taxi

You ignorant rat, eat my magic! Exploding spell!

It has to be said that Farafore's magic power is indeed stronger, and his blasting spell is as powerful as the French duo's ultimate blasting spell. Following the habit formed on the battlefield, the conduit master immediately lay down, but he underestimated the speed of magic flight and was still hit from the front. He was suddenly thrown away and fell to the ground on his back.

And then...then nothing happened.

When the smoke dispersed, the plumber got up from the ground and looked down at his chest where he felt the shock. Apart from a lot of dirt and leaves on the ground, there were no scratches at all. It seemed that the shock just now was nothing. With his foundation in martial arts training, it felt like being punched by a layman.

So what are you afraid of? The pipeline engineer straightened his chest and strode forward. He suddenly felt like Zhao Zilong rushing through Changban Slope. He lowered his head and saw that the long stick he used to explore the path was beside his feet, so he picked it up with his foot and the stick was in his hand. Well, this feels even more right.

What kind of armor is this? It's so resistant to attack? Faraf was very surprised. He cast the Exploding Curse, the Ice Curse, the Wind Blade Curse, and the Acid Pack Curse in succession, but nothing happened. All armor has varying degrees of impact absorption, and wizards know this very well. So they invented a lot of spells that target living organisms. Hitting the armor will have an effect on the user inside. Faraf was also forced to change his tactics: Collapse!

The pipeline engineer didn't even waver and continued to move forward. As he walked, he got used to the feeling of wearing armor and became more and more comfortable. He had no idea what spell the other party was casting, and his previous avoidance was just instinct on the battlefield. Now he went against his instincts and really thought he was an invincible god descending to earth. In other words, it’s “getting into the act”.

Collapsed! The spell was still ineffective. The reason for its ineffectiveness is simply that the armor is a living body. This is not as simple as letting the pipe technician put a hard shell on his body, it is a real living organ. Although it does not have a brain or perception, it has a nervous system, an energy supply system, and a motor organization composed of bones and muscles. The nervous system is very simple, so simple that I don’t even know what vertigo is. In other words, it can withstand spells as a living creature, but is immune to stuns.

This... Farafor felt that the situation was a little bad. Could it be that it was a piece of armor that was immune to magic? Legend has it that there was such a weapon in history, and it was once used as an weapon for demon-hunting holy warriors, specifically used to capture and judge wizards. But weren't all the forbidden magic armors later destroyed according to the agreement?

Summon the flame python! Farafo retreated while summoning a human shield for himself. The pipeline engineer laughed loudly. Seeing his opponent's actions, how could he not know that it was a sign of timidity? The evil comes from the courage... No, the energy comes from the Dantian, his arms are like vices, the pipeline engineer rushes forward, hugs the snake's head and twists it like that! The strength blessed by the potion and outer armor was already beyond ordinary people. Ignoring the damage caused by the flames, the pipeline master directly twisted off the head of the flame python! This time, his momentum became even stronger, and his legs jumped hard!

Broken, too much force. The pipeline engineer broke through the layers of branches and reached higher than the tree crown, dancing in the air trying to master his balance. At the critical moment, the neural-assisted armor took over posture control. Based on the analysis of the surrounding environment, it used the help of grasping branches to restore balance during the fall, regained its graceful posture, and landed in front of Faraf with a bang.

Tongtong stone... Before he could say the word Hua, the pipeline master hit it with a half-step punch. It turns out that he learned Xingyiquan skills, but unfortunately no one in Atlantis, including Zhao Mai, could understand it. If one-round melee combat with the wand is put aside, Farafore is no match for the conduit master, plus countless tonics and heavy and powerful outer armor. With just one punch, Faraf's internal organs were all displaced, and he vomited out a mouthful of gastric juice and blood.

Want to grab something? This is a left palm strike; Threaten people? This is a right palm strike; Use magic to blow up my friends? This is a left and right strike; Occupy my land and grab my food? This is a strike Wo Xin Fist. The pipeline engineer was already drunk from the medicinal wine. Even if a tiger fell into his hands, he would have to beat him down immediately. He slapped, as if his concepts were blurred, and he vented all the anger he had suffered on his motherland and the resentment he had swallowed. If Jiebao hadn't rushed up and tried to stop him, Farafore would have been beaten to a pulp.

Fortunately, he could always remember the people who helped him and didn't beat Jie Bao together. Faraf was spread out on the ground, green and red, with more air coming out and less air coming in. His original appearance was no longer visible. Unexpectedly, the one who was beaten did not cry, but the one who beat him started to cry. The pipeline engineer was sobbing behind his visor, tears streaming down his face, and whining sounds could be heard intermittently. Jiebao didn't expect that the pipeline engineer would still cry, thinking that he was still preparing some big killer move, so he hurriedly comforted him.

It's okay, it's okay! There was just a trance in the vision, and Zhao Mai appeared in front of the two of them. This speed really shocked Jie Bao. Is this the full strength of Senior Mike? I just felt energy fluctuations, so I tried my best to rush over. Zhao Mai looked around and felt relieved: Huh, it seems to be fine. It scared me. Who is that lying on the ground?

Senior Mike, that's Faraf. He wanted to rob us, but was beaten down by the pipeline engineer. Jiebao breathed a sigh of relief. After Mike appeared, there was no need to worry. By the way, it seems that the pipeline engineer hasn't had enough of fighting yet. He may be preparing some powerful tricks. You have to stop him. Just win. Don't kill anyone!

A powerful move? Zhao Mai looked around and said strangely: No! If that move is used, the surrounding woods will definitely be charred.

Is there really such a trick? The pipeline engineer immediately stopped crying and asked, not wanting to be embarrassed in front of his brother.

After you stand up straight, break the breastplate from the middle to both sides with both hands, and you can suddenly release the energy contained in the armor. It is conservatively estimated that there will be no grass growing within a hundred meters, and there should be no living things. Zhao Mai seemed very worried. He said disapprovingly: I don't recommend using it like that, because it will make the armor lose power and lose its protective effect.

I strongly don't recommend using it like that! Jie Bao shouted loudly. After shouting, he felt very embarrassed, and several people laughed together.

Soram's figure fell from the sky and looked at the surrounding situation: Contestants are not allowed to hurt each other, imprison or use black magic. You three are violating the rules...

Wait, we have to follow the rules. Zhao Mai raised his hand and interrupted Solam: The new rules must be supported, but the organizing committee has not notified these three players yet, right? For them, The rule is that you cannot use black magic. They do this without any problem. At least I don’t smell black magic. Now tell them the new rules. I believe they will support it. They must not hurt each other, imprison or use black magic. Magic, right?”

Yes! Of course...that's right! Jiebao and the pipeline engineer hurriedly replied.

Okay, what you said makes sense. I won't count it this time, and I won't be lenient next time. Soram glanced at Faraf: This man was seriously injured and should be sent to treatment immediately.

Wait, we have to follow the rules. Zhao Mai spoke again: Falafo is a member of our Hogwarts team, and three of our team are here. It just so happens that I have medical skills and can treat, so I will definitely take good care of him. His, let him continue to recover. The organizing committee cannot overstep its authority and take away the player without allowing our team to receive treatment and deprive him of the right to compete, right?

Yes! Of course... no!

Zhao Mai casually took some herbs to stop bleeding and threw them randomly on Faraf's wound. It is not difficult for Zhao Mai to cure him immediately, and it is even less difficult to cure him slowly over a hundred years. Soram closed his eyes and thought for a while. He really couldn't find any reason to refute Zhao Mai. He could only look at Faraf with sympathy and flew away helplessly.

Zhao Mai turned his head and looked at the unconscious Faraf with a particularly sincere smile. He rubbed his hands and said pretendingly: Teammates, let's discuss a treatment plan?