Mu Xue and Mu Xue

"Kid, be more careful! There's no need to chase him and beat him up like that."

Qi Lei's voice, filled with frustration and helplessness, echoed in Lin Mo's mind. "You must know that the power of thunder can be continuously accumulated in your weapon. As long as you don't actively consume it, it won't be lost. Instead, it will accumulate more and more in your sword, forming an even more powerful force."

Qi Lei couldn't stand Lin Mo's disorganized and random fighting and couldn't help but remind him.

When Lin Mo heard Qi Lei's words, his heart was shocked, as if he was struck by a flash of inspiration.

Yes, why didn’t I think of it before?

He secretly blamed himself for his recklessness and impulsiveness, so he immediately changed his tactics. He no longer focused on fighting the eye-patch monk in close combat, but quickly distanced himself from the opponent and began to move around cautiously.

The eyepatch monk had his own plans in mind. He thought to himself, "If this guy keeps trying to engage me in close combat, I'll feign flight, misleading him into thinking I have an opportunity and letting him down. That way, I can catch him off guard and unleash my close combat tactics, defeating him in one fell swoop."

However, the development of things was completely beyond his expectations.

He watched helplessly as Lin Mo suddenly stopped halfway through the chase and stopped moving forward, which instantly ruined his carefully planned tactics.

You know, the key to his tactics is to successfully get close to the enemy first. Now that the opponent doesn't play according to the routine, he is really at a loss and doesn't know what to do for a while.

In this way, the two of them fell into a stalemate.

The eyepatch monk did not dare to attack rashly, fearing that his rash actions would reveal a flaw and give the opponent an opportunity to counterattack;

Lin Mo was silently calculating in his mind. He did not want to confront the opponent head-on right now, but planned to secretly accumulate strength, wait for the best opportunity, and then launch a fatal attack to become the focus of everyone's attention and make everyone look at him with admiration.

The eye-patch monk was full of doubts. He didn't understand why Lin Mo suddenly changed his strategy.

But as time slowly passed, in the vision constructed by his mind's eye, he gradually discovered that the thunder element on the sword in Lin Mo's hand was increasing little by little, becoming more and more concentrated.

He suddenly understood and understood Lin Mo's intention.

Now, he could no longer sit still, thinking to himself that this was not good. If this continued and the other party continued to accumulate strength, he would inevitably fall into an extremely passive situation, and then he would really be powerless to turn the situation around.

So he took action without hesitation.

He moved and flew towards Lin Mo like a living Buddha.

In this way, a chase began on the field.

He escapes, he chases, he can fly with wings!

Unfortunately, Lin Mo had no wings and could not fly, so he was soon caught up.

At this time, Lin Mo knew in his heart that the thunder power he had accumulated had reached the point where he had to use it.

At the moment when the eye-patch monk caught up with him, Lin Mo turned around suddenly, raised the sword in his hand high, and then slashed fiercely behind him with all his strength.

When the sword was swung out, a layer of dazzling lightning wrapped around the sword, followed by a light trailing like a handsome lightning net. The powerful momentum made it clear at a glance that this attack was extraordinary.

The eye-patch monk was caught off guard by Lin Mo's sudden move. He never expected that Lin Mo would launch such a fierce counterattack at this time.

It was too late to dodge at this moment, so he had no choice but to raise his hand to block.

He quickly raised his hands, bent his palms into a pincer shape, and accurately clamped Lin Mo's sword.

At the moment when the two weapons intersected, there was a loud "bang" and the powerful force of thunder burst out instantly.

White lightning bolts flew out from Lin Mo's sword like angry dragons, spreading mercilessly in all directions.

These thunders lashed the ring near the two men fiercely, leaving deep scorch marks on the ground of the ring, and also continuously impacted the body of the eye-patch monk.

It was not until this time that the eye-patch monk truly realized how powerful the power of thunder controlled by his opponent was.

Although these thunders could not cause him any fatal or particularly serious damage, the powerful impact still caused his body to hurt, and the paralyzing effect of the thunder made his body become a little slow, and his movements were no longer as agile and free as before.

At this moment, the masked monk's body seemed to be tightly bound by an invisible electric current, and the feeling of paralysis spread throughout his body like a surging tide, causing every inch of his muscles to be unable to obey the command of his brain and unable to move.

This was a perfect opportunity. If Lin Mo could seize the chance and decisively swing his sword again, the outcome of the battle would be almost a foregone conclusion, and the eye-patch monk would definitely lose.

However, fate always seems to like to play jokes, and things still go wrong at critical moments.

The effect of the white thunder drawn by Lin Mo is time-limited, and at this moment, a quarter of an hour has passed since it was activated.

With a slight humming sound, the surging thunder power that originally surrounded Lin Mo quickly dissipated into nothingness like the receding tide.

In an instant, the paralyzing effect on the eyepatch monk disappeared, and the two of them stared at each other with wide eyes, and the air was filled with a tense and awkward atmosphere.

The eye-patch monk had no time to think about why the opponent's thunder power suddenly disappeared. Years of fighting instinct made him react instantly.

He suddenly exerted force with both hands, and the palms that were originally clamping Lin Mo's sword burst out with a powerful force, and actually threw Lin Mo out along with him.

Lin Mo only felt a huge force coming at him, and his body flew backwards involuntarily. After drawing an arc in the air, he crashed straight into the edge of the competition stage.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly. At the moment when he was about to hit the edge, he pushed the ground hard with his feet and twisted his body as much as he could. Only then did he barely stabilize his body and did not fall off the ring directly.

The eye-patch monk naturally would not miss this opportunity to pursue the victory. A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he rushed towards Lin Mo without hesitation, as fast as a cheetah pouncing on its prey.

In his perception, the terrifyingly huge thunder element in the other person's body disappeared without a trace in an instant. In his opinion, this was undoubtedly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

As long as he seizes this opportunity and gives Lin Mo a fatal blow, the victory of this game will belong to him.

As for Lin Mo, the moment he was thrown into the air, his brain was working rapidly and he did not panic.

Because after the Seven Thunder Wheel underwent its previous evolution, it gained a new ability - the ability to draw power directly from the sea of ​​stars.

So, without hesitation, he immediately made a second draw.

However, nothing goes smoothly. Before the second power arrives, there will be a vacuum period of two breaths.

Although these two breaths were short, they seemed extremely long in this fierce battle. Every second was full of danger and challenges. During this period, he could only rely on his own strength and experience to get through it with difficulty.

After Lin Mo landed, he had no time to catch his breath. He knew very well that his situation was extremely dangerous.

If he continued to stay at the edge of the stage, he would most likely be pushed off the stage by the eye-patch monk in the next second and lose the match.

So, he endured the fatigue and pain in his body, exerted force with his feet, and quickly jumped away from the edge of the competition stage.

The next second after Lin Mo jumped away, the eye-patch monk's palm fell down with a whistling sound, hitting the place where Lin Mo had just stood.

The huge impact force caused the ground to tremble slightly and raised a cloud of dust.

Fortunately, Lin Mo escaped quickly, otherwise he would have been pushed off the ring by this palm strike and unfortunately lost the match.

But at this moment, the crisis has not been resolved. Lin Mo must find a way to avoid the eye-patch monk's attacks during this two-breath vacuum period and hold on until new power arrives, otherwise failure will still be waiting for him.