"Boom Boom Boom!"
Several strong forces struck down from above, pressuring Ao Fan to involuntarily kneel on one knee. Gripping the Blood Taker Gun tightly, he looked towards his surroundings, only to see that the white bones were dry and corrupt, and there was also a mouldy smell coming from them.
Even these skeletons whose lives have long since ceased to exist can't be defeated, it's in vain to be a Super Grade Divine Beast!
Ao Fan murmured at the bottom of his voice, feeling his blood boiling and regaining his fighting spirit. His aura suddenly flourished as he swiftly stood up, wheeling his Blood Taki Gun out in a circle, forcing back all the skeletons within half a zhang around him.
However, these skeletons, who were completely unaware of their fatigue, once retreated, once again pestered him. As if they had been calculated, they attacked frequently, specifically hitting Ao Fan's weak points, making Ao Fan busy resisting, but he was also incredibly shocked.
These skeleton attacks, why can always appear at the most appropriate time?
Once may be a coincidence, but when it occurs several times, and all the skeletons are like this, can it still be a coincidence?
Ao Fan breathed deeply and exerted his full strength to fight these skeletons. The result was obvious, he was completely no match for these skeletons with weird attacks, and after half an hour had passed, he finally couldn't support himself and was knocked to the ground.
At this moment, the Dragon Yuan in his body, which had only recovered not long ago, was once again dispersed, and even climbing up was that difficult.
The skeleton looked like it had been ordered, and did not attack again after defeating him. In his heart, he knew that this was all due to the owner of that mysterious voice.
He picked up the Blood Taker Gun that had landed in the middle of the battle, gritted his teeth and looked at the skeletons around him, considering how to fight next.
It was at this moment that the mysterious voice floated over and said, "Come in."
A few short words made Ao Fan feel relieved. Although he was unwilling to lose at the hands of these skeletons and wanted to win back, but this was never possible for him who was now depleted of dragon energy. Therefore, for the time being, he didn't want to fight with these skeletons that made him incomparably entangled.
Taking the Blood Taker Gun back into his body, he came to the interior of the White Bone Mountain, looking at the almost unique colour on the golden skeletons here, and sighed quietly.
Even those broken and withered bones randomly put together could defeat him, so if this skeleton in front of him resumed action, how powerful would it be? I'm afraid that those still intact dead bones outside would be able to easily defeat him. From this, it can also be seen that these dead bones are certainly powerful in life.
While Ao Fan was thinking deeply, the mysterious voice slowly said, "The movements of those skeletons are all controlled by me."
Ao Fan said with extreme frustration, "The late generation can guess."
The mysterious voice said, "You don't need to. When those skeletons were alive, they were all at least above the Fourth Turning Dao Realm, and even more than a thousand years after their deaths, there was still a trace of breath remaining on their bones. Although I can control those skeletons to stand up, the strength they display is affected by that trace of breath, and cannot follow my will. Therefore, you were fighting with a hundred cultivators of the Fourth Turning Dao Realm, and even though they had been dead for a long time, their cultivation had already retreated greatly, and they had no moves to use, the residual consciousness from their lifetime was still able to defeat you easily."
Listening to the mysterious voice's explanation, Ao Fan was slightly relieved, but he still wouldn't let go of his stigma. He hoped that one day, he would be able to defeat those skeletons with his own hands.
"You recover your strength now." The mysterious voice said as if it was fading away, and a Yuan Qi that was dense to the extreme once again emanated from the Spectral Well, surrounding a small area around it.
Ao Fan sat cross-legged within the area covered by the Yuan Qi, his body receiving nourishment. The Dragon Yuan in his body was once again rapidly generated, and soon it was rushing like a river. This was not only because of the richness of the Yuan Qi around him, but the jade match he was wearing also played a significant role.
His Dragon Yuan had just finished recovering when the surrounding Yuan Qi once again returned to the Spectral Well. At the same time, a mysterious voice appeared and said, "Go ahead, fight another battle, and come back if you lose."
Ao Fan's gaze flickered for a while, and he took out the Blood Taki Gun, everything was well prepared before he stepped out of the White Bone Mountain.
He had just stepped on a withered bone outside the White Bone Mountain, when a white shadow floated and swept in, a white bone arm emitting a rotting aura swiftly swept in, simple and direct.
Shrinking his gaze slightly, he held the Blood Taki Gun out, colliding with the white bone arm for a moment, and both retreated away. Seeing more skeletons pouring in, he did not flinch at all, the flame of battle burning in his eyes as he charged into the group of skeletons alone.
This battle lasted half an hour longer than the original battle. It was because Ao Fan's progress was extremely fast, and he also gradually adapted to the white skeleton's attack that was always just right, that he was able to support for half an hour more.
Afterwards, he was defeated again, and even the Blood Taki Gun fell in front of his eyes without a trace of strength to pick it up. Only after a long time and recovering a trace of strength did he forcefully hold up his empty body, pick up the Blood Taker Gun and return to the White Bone Mountain, continuing to recover in the rich Yuan Qi that the mysterious man had dispersed and overflowed.
After recovering, he immediately went to look for those white bones to fight, the result is obvious, and after supporting a little more, he lost again. After recovering, he fought again, and then recovered again after losing. So on and so forth, Ao Fan did not know how many times he had fallen under the white bones, and the time he had to support himself was getting longer and longer.
This kind of battle made him more and more confident in himself, he believed that he would always have a moment to win over that group of skeletons. This kind of confidence did not grow for no reason. Several times during the original battle, he had a vague feeling that he seemed to understand something, but was unable to fully understand it. The only thing he could do was to attack that group of skeletons after recovering, fitfully.
In one battle, Ao Fan was fighting to a fierce out, his lance stabbed out, and the open door was wide open, coincidentally, there were several skeletons launching attacks on him at the same time, so that he was unable to fend off in time.
In response, he was first shocked, and then gritted his teeth, no longer cared, straight out of the spear, picking off a skeleton. Then, for some reason, he had a feeling in his heart that if he returned to defence, he would not necessarily fail. With the feeling in his heart, he held the Blood Taki Lance and drew a weird arc, actually blocking in front of the opponent's body before the attack of a white bone skeleton arrived.
Immediately after that, he once again relied on the feeling in his heart and danced with the Blood Taker Gun, actually incredibly resisting all of the attacks from the skeletons around him. Its just-right defence was just like the countless times the white bone skeletons had just-right attacks in front of him.
Ao Fan's heart trembled slightly, could it be that he had already comprehended the battle method?
Just as he wanted to use this sudden feeling to knock down all the skeletons around him, he helplessly realised that this feeling that came so suddenly went so fast that it had disappeared without a trace. He turned into that teenager who was very bulky in front of the skeletons again, and was easily knocked to the ground.
This time, he didn't feel frustrated!
That feeling, which had flickered, had given him a deep understanding that it was exactly the battle technique he needed!
A battle technique, was not different from a move. That was something Ao Fan had never possessed before, and if he possessed a battle technique, his power would increase even more drastically!