Chapter 141 Attack Prediction

"There are so many things you didn't expect. You can't make such a fuss, can you?" Tang Feng spread out his hand, still with that smile.

"Brother Yezi?" The thief behind him called gently all over the world, and his eyes were full of doubts.

"You know almost all my secrets..." Tang Feng sighed, "However, now is not the time to say this. Let's work together to kill them first."

"Oh... OK!" The thief nodded vigorously.

"Haha! Kill the three of us together? By you, a priest? Plus a thief who can't even figure out the 'attack prediction'? The tyrant standing in the distance immediately laughed when he heard this sentence, and his laughter was full of contempt.

"What is attack prediction?" The thief grabbed the back of the head. - He really didn't know.

"The so-called attack prediction is to prejudge the direction of the enemy's attack before he takes action, so that he can turn from passive to active, and then take the lead." Tang Feng explained briefly and said, "Previously, you launched a hidden killing twice in a row. The tyrant used the attack prediction. He took the lead in judging your attack direction and target. Therefore, your attack did not work for him, but was caught by him. This trick is quite profound. If you are interested, I will teach you when you get out of the hunting ground.

The thief was stunned, and his eyes bulged. "This... play an online game, and there are so many ways? At least I'm from lv50. It's the first time I've heard of the word 'attack prediction'... Brother, according to you, he guessed what attack I will launch next. Isn't it that I can't beat him forever?

Tang Feng held the staff horizontally and smiled in a low voice, "In fact, it's not so exaggerated. You find a chance to deal with the mage, and the hunter and warrior give it to me..."

Oh!

At this time, the tyrant raised a sword and poked straight into Tang Feng's heart!

Berserkers wearing a full set of gold equipment, even an ordinary sword, have extraordinary momentum.

'-Light Bomb!'

Tang Feng did not panic and retreated three steps in a row, sideways to dodge the tyrant's sword, and at the same time shook his hand and hit a bomb.

Bang! A dull explosion spread, accurately hitting the tyrant's right arm.

'-770'

This is the damage Tang Feng caused to the tyrant.

Berserker, although he sacrificed a lot of his own defense and life in exchange for attack ability, he is still a warrior after all. His vitality and defense are much higher than the void destroyer who was killed by Tang Feng in the previous siege.

"Humph!" The tyrant snorted, poured a bottle of life potion, and rushed up again.

Circles of scarlet ripples condensed from his feet, and the tyrant's movement speed was more than three times faster.

'-War Fever!'

A move of 'war frenzy' unfolded. The tyrant, who originally took five seconds to come to Tang Feng's side, only took two seconds to get on his body.

"Haha! Let me see where you are going!"

Another sword is coming!

"No matter how strong your attack is, you can't beat me." Tang Feng was not afraid at all. He calmly welcomed the attack of the tyrant from the front. - Anyway, he couldn't avoid it.

Puff!

'-1710!'

'You are attacked by a tyrant, with -1710 points of damage, a torn wound, and 50 lives per second for three seconds.'

"The physical attack power of the Berserker is really high. One sword can kill 1/4 of my life. Fortunately, the thief has dragged the hunter and the mage. Otherwise, I am really not their opponent." Tang Feng looked at the thief who played hide-and-seek with Tange and Mo Wen from a hundred meters away. He secretly praised in his heart and raised his hand to perform the 'sacred healing skill'.

"What the hell is this priest? With nearly 8,000 vitality, the defense is amazing... What kind of armor is he wearing? Why have I never seen anyone use it? Tang Feng did not know how shocked the tyrant was at this time.

It's not that the tyrant has not met a senior priest before, but no matter how advanced the priest is, he can't stop him!

"Oh, Brother Yezi, help me! I can't stand it..." At this time, the thief ran over the world in disgrace, and his health value was less than 500 points left. Obviously, he was tortured by the other party and almost died.

"Don't panic." Tang Feng gently taps the staff.

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Continuously display skills, a few tricks of 'sacred healing' are played, and the life value of the thief's world is immediately replenished.

Tang Feng held the staff horizontally, protected his chest, and put on a fighting posture.

"They can't kill me in a short time, and I don't have enough attack power to kill them. It seems that there is going to be a war of attrition today... Ha ha, just fight. I have a super-large capacity backpack and a full bag of magic potions. Who can consume more energy than me? Tang Feng calmed down and made up his mind to spend it with the other party to the end.

'Cuckoo!'' Cuckoo!'

At the end of the short fight, the forest returned to silence, and the birds began to squat on the branches and sing again.

The two sides under the tree confronted each other, and neither of them took action first.

"Brother, we just killed the leader's dark skeleton, and there is not much potion left... The other party is a combination of priests and thieves. If it really needs to be consumed, we will suffer losses. It's better to withdraw first. The good man doesn't suffer immediate losses." Tango whispered.

"Mom, I originally wanted to find a little priest to practice, but I didn't expect to meet the peak fallen leaf, a technical maniac... In fact, even if he is the peak fallen leaf, I'm not afraid... It's just... You're right. There's no medicine. I can't fight with them and fight a war of attrition." The tyrant's eyes rolled around, "But... if I run like this, won't I lose face?"

Mo Wen is a smart man. After following the tyrant for a long time, he naturally knew the tyrant's habits and immediately shouted, "Big boss, we have to go back to the city quickly. Did you forget that the alliance leader asked you to lead the team to open up the wasteland today? Hurry up, I can't make it in time!"

"Oh, lead the team to open up the wasteland... This is a big deal! Is the interests of the guild more important than anything else? - Fallen leaves, mountains and rivers meet, let's compete another day.

After singing the double reed, the tyrant who paved a layer of steps for himself bowed his hand to Tang Feng, and immediately left the scene with Tang Ge and Mo Wen without looking back.

"Frepe, are you running away now? Brother, let's chase!" The thief in the world is not the kind of person who will give up the opportunity to 'fuck the water dog' and immediately wave the blade to chase forward.

"I'm chasing you." Tang Feng grabbed his collar and pulled the thief back. "They don't have much medicine. They know that it can't consume us, so they ran away. Why are you rushing up? Looking for death?"

"Pinnacle Falling Leaves." The thief straightened his collar, coughed dryly, smiled and said, "Brother, how do you explain it?"

"What's there to explain... I've said a hundred times that I'm a fallen leaf at the peak, but you don't believe any of it." Tang Feng spread out his hands and said with an innocent face.

(to be continued)