The stronger one's soul power was, the easier it would be to achieve such an effect. If Anlor knew that Wang Zhong was using him as an experiment, he would definitely go crazy with rage.
Wang Zhong's rune guns grew increasingly faster and more concentrated as he continued to maintain a distance of five to six meters between him and Anlor. Once Anlor made any sudden movements, the laser guns in his hands would explosively fire out seven to eight shots. These were the weak points of the human body, such as the eyes, the joints of the legs, and the ankles. These were the weakest points of the human body. It was simply impossible to not defend against these attacks. As a result, Anlor's attack rhythm was completely disrupted.
His heart was filled with anger. A berserker's heart was calm and his movements were violent. He needed an indomitable momentum. Sometimes, he needed the courage of a common man and the domineering aura of an invincible hero.
However, Wang Zhong didn't give him the opportunity to do so. The rune gun attacks were typical of a toad that didn't bite and jumped onto the back of one's foot to annoy him. This kind of attack couldn't harm Anlor at all. Anlor's own attack rhythm had been completely destroyed. Simply put, he wasn't satisfied.
Berserkers weren't afraid of death, but this kind of battle was stifling. Furthermore, attacking a weak point would cause him to consume a large amount of soul power. Humans needed to concentrate more soul power to defend their weak points.
To Anlor, he needed to close in!
At this moment, Anlor wanted to use his axe to chop his opponent into mincemeat. However, Wang Zhong wouldn't give him the chance.
Attacking a weak point was useless. The rune gun attacks were too weak and could only block Anlor's attack rhythm. Both sides entered a state of exhaustion, maintaining a distance of five to six meters.
It had to be said that All-Mouthy King's marksmanship was extremely accurate. If not, he wouldn't have been able to block Anlor's attack. However, this kind of battle was too unexciting. Anlor was sullen and his supporters were sullen. Could it be that they really wanted to see All-Mouthy King exhaust his soul power and die?
In terms of exhaustion, as a berserker, Anlor's foundation was definitely stronger. However, the anger in Anlor's heart had already accumulated to a certain extent!
He truly wanted a battle between warriors, but this guy was actually just scratching an itch. He wanted to thoroughly eliminate his opponent!
Anlor stopped his pursuit and roared towards the sky. A terrifying soul power burst out and covered his body with 150 grassos of soul power. His eyes turned red …
Berserk Transformation!
Anlor was not only famous for his close combat techniques, but also for his ability, Bloodthirsty Berserk Transformation!
In an instant, a layer of red appeared on Anlor's Soul Power. Anlor's muscles bulged, causing Wang Zhong's laser gun to be completely ineffective against this layer of Soul Power.
Laura smiled faintly. "It's about time to end this. This All Mouthy King is actually using Anlor as a training tool. He's too arrogant."
Arnold Teuton's mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything. Although the captain was strong, he wasn't a ranged soldier. Only he knew how difficult it was to block a barbarian like Anlor with just two runic pistols.
After seven to eight minutes of continuous exchange, All-Mouthy King had already fired several hundred shots. Furthermore, not a single one of them had missed its mark. This level of concentration was simply astonishing. If All-Mouthy King's soul power was just a little bit stronger, even Anlor's steel-like body would have been turned into slag.
Could he really be a smurf?
The truth would soon be revealed. Against the berserk Anlor, this level of Soul Power was no longer able to harm him. In fact, it wasn't even able to obstruct him.
At this moment, Anlor was like a ferocious beast. With a wild roar, he swung his battle-axe towards his opponent. He didn't care about technique. He was going to fight to the death!
Wang Zhong's mouth suddenly curled into a smile. His opponent's patience had run out. Instead of dodging, he retreated with both hands and suddenly threw out two shots.
Bang …
This was the first time All-Mouthy King had made an attack other than a normal shot. However, it was impossible for him to stop the berserk Anlor.
"Chop him to death! Chop him into mincemeat!"
"I'm going to suffocate! Anlor, kill him! I want to use his meat to make dumplings!"
Students in the cannon fodder division loved to fight to their heart's content. What they hated the most was All-Mouthy King's' cowardly 'and' unskilled 'harassment tactics.
This was clearly the behavior of a coward. A real man should fight fair and square.
When Anlor used the Bloodthirsty Berserk Transformation, everyone knew it was time to vent their anger.
In the Flame Academy, Sharmie clenched her fists tightly. As a typical fan of explosive techniques, she was naturally the same as Anlor. However, at this moment, she was absolutely on All-Mouthy King's side. He was a smurf, so he naturally couldn't use soul power to bully Anlor. Only by using technique could he show his true ability.
However, against the berserk Anlor, the laser gun was definitely useless. She had to use her true ability.
In the next second, Anlor, who was charging forward, suddenly lowered his head with a roar …
Wang Zhong's two shots were fired. Two beautiful arcs were accurately aimed at Anlor's temples … unless one had cast their heroic soul, this place would forever be a defensive blind spot.
This sudden attack caused Anlor to break out in a cold sweat. He could only lower his head in an instant. However, his charge was too fierce, causing him to lose his center of gravity and tumble away.
The entire viewing gallery was deathly silent. Arnold Teuton's eyes were wide open. Was this guy a close-combat or ranged fighter???
Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang …
After All-Mouthy King released the two exquisite Arc Spears, he fired a barrage of shots at Anlor.
Anlor instantly got up to defend. Bang Bang Bang Bang …
Anlor, who had just gone berserk, was forced back. With a roar, he threw his two battle axes at All-Mouthy King.
Don't think that Anlor had lost his reason. He had trained his flying axes for a long time just to deal with situations like this.
The two flying axes carried berserk soul power as they spun at high speed towards Anlor. This was also why Anlor had trained his ranged skills during the summer holidays. He didn't really want to use ranged weapons, but rather, he wanted to understand the habits of ranged soldiers. At the same time, he wanted to grasp a few techniques. This was to know yourself and know your enemy!
The berserk exterior made people overlook Anlor's intellect. It had to be known that he was the first one to set up the mail, not Arnold Teuton. This was a true example of a meticulous person within a crude person.
After releasing the Arc Spear, All-Mouthy King, who thought he had control of the situation, was at his most relaxed. At this distance, the two flying axes were simply the scythe of a death god.
At the same time, Anlor was as domineering as a wild beast. With his bare hands, he could tear his opponent to shreds!
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