Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

Chapter 211 [Strange Things in Minderland Town] 7

Both of them were wary of each other, but they tacitly agreed not to show it on the surface, and acted relaxed and confident, just pretending.

Feng Lan's skills and props are all ready, ready to take action at any time. The same goes for Nan Qingsheng next to him. He changed into a black tight sweater with the bandages inside untied. The black patterns are actively moving on his body, ready to go.

Sometimes, no matter how good the superficial work is, even the two people present can feel the subtle atmosphere, and the sixth sense in their brains is tense at the same time.

The whole air seemed to be quiet for a moment.

"—"

The air stirred, and seemed to stagnate for a second, followed by a soft empty sound.

The next second, the positions of Nan Qingsheng and Feng Lan deviated by half an inch from before, and their posture changed from shoulder to shoulder to facing each other head-on.

The test ended in a draw.

Nan Qingsheng raised his head and touched the back of his neck. Feng Lan's figure was reflected in his red eyes. This was an arrogant posture in a battle.

"Ah, that's interesting."

Feng Lan glanced at Nan Qingsheng's sweater. There was a big hole on his right hand, which was just grazed by her fist. Although it didn't hit anyone, the fragile fabric couldn't withstand it and disappeared directly.

"Ah."

Feng Lan was too lazy to talk to this pretentious person. She had been fed up with this guy with strong red eyes and a bandage wrapped around his body trying to look cool for a long time.

It had been a long time since she had encountered such an equally matched opponent. For a moment, her mental state was extremely excited. Her heartbeat accelerated and her blood boiled. Under the influence of [adrenaline], her reactions were so sensitive that she could even see Nan Qingsheng's breathing. Her whole body seemed to be burning, but her emotions were extremely calm, as if there was a layer of membrane between them.

Feng Lan clenched his fists and rushed forward. At the same time, the plants on all sides came alive and prepared to strangle Nan Qingsheng. He was surrounded by sharp leaves, flowers, and branches. Nan Qingsheng turned sideways and dodged Feng Lan's punch. When the plants approached, they inexplicably withered and fell to the ground. At the same time, he exerted force with his legs and kicked Feng Lan's waist and abdomen with a side kick.

Feng Lan was a little surprised, but he took advantage of the situation to grab Nan Qingsheng's kicking leg and threw him out with the force. He stepped on the ground, and a red bow appeared in his hand. Without hesitation, he shot four arrows to block Nan Qingsheng's position.

During the fight, in order to clearly know the position of the other party, both sides inevitably looked at each other. Nan Qingsheng stared at Feng Lan closely and found that her eyes turned from black to silver in an instant. In a trance, his movement slowed down for a beat, and an arrow hit his scapula. The strong wind turned into countless blades and exploded, blasting out a pool of blood.

Nan Qingsheng came back to his senses instantly, his eyes dim. The blood that burst out did not splatter everywhere, but instead turned into poisonous blood beads and rushed towards Feng Lan when she approached.

[Blood Mark: Cut open your skin and smear blood and ashes made from your own bones on your body. This will attract terrifying creatures to coexist with you. You will become stronger, but you will also lose certain characteristics that only humans possess.]

Feng Lan copied a skill.

But she had no time to care about these things. The flowers on her body rushed out instantly to block the blood beads, leaving dents on her body. Huahua ignored it and continued to rush forward. The spikes formed by the vines pierced Nan Qingsheng's waist and abdomen. The vines were like soft steel bars that hooked tightly on his ribs, causing Nan Qingsheng pain while also bringing Feng Lan closer to him. The flexible and hard bowstring cut off Nan Qingsheng's right hand.

All the fighting took place in an instant. When they separated again, Nan Qingsheng had lost his right hand. The broken end was covered with black lines, or blood lines, which stimulated the growth of new flesh and blood.