"Yellow is...a rebound attack?"

Tens of meters deep underground, Shen Bai was sunk in the mud and gravel, his eyes fixed on the large hole he had opened.

He did not rush forward immediately. Shen Bai, whose back was touching the ground, had a faster starting speed. If Han Changqian came to pursue him at this time, Shen Bai would have a certain advantage.

Unfortunately, Han Changqian was not fooled. After a few dozen seconds, Shen Bai stood up and climbed up slowly at an unpleasant speed.

Because of his slow speed, he had a certain amount of time to check his own injuries, and he could also think of strategies against the enemy.

"Too passive."

"[Color Magician], it is absolutely impossible to use only two colors. Black strengthens defense and yellow rebounds attacks. The best way is to see the colors clearly in advance during the battle before fighting..."

"However, it is also possible that this guy deliberately showed the characteristic of [one color has only one super power] and deliberately lured me into taking the bait."

Shen Bai rubbed his temples, pressed the edge of the pit with his other hand, and jumped up suddenly.

Seeing the contestants emerging from the ground, the audience once again let out deafening cheers.

Han Changqian was relieved when he saw Shen Bai reappearing in his field of vision. He was not worried that he would accidentally kill someone, but felt that the enemy was hiding underground and waiting for opportunities to attack, which was a very passive situation.

Facing the enemy head-on, Han Changqian had great confidence in himself.

His fingertips touched the paint cans at his waist one by one and pulled out two more.

Bang! Bang!

The mouth of the bottle shattered, and the colors inside flew one after another.

One is gray and one is purple.

The gray paint reacted with the air and expanded instantly, until it grew into three giant wolves with a shoulder height of a hundred meters. However, there were only a few drops of purple paint, which fell on the corners of Han Changqian's eyes, soaking them.

"Chance!"

A golden light flashed in Shen Bai's eyes, and he rushed out the moment Han Changqian closed his eyes tightly.

However, he is not a reckless fool. On the contrary, Shen Bai's combat IQ and on-the-spot judgment are extremely good. In order to prevent this from being a ploy to get you into trouble, Shen Bai kicked away a few gravels as big as himself when he rushed out. The cover of stones quickly approached Han Changqian.

The gray three-headed giant wolf roared. The owner who created it was temporarily unable to see, but it could see Shen Bai's movements clearly. The giant wolf raised its big claws, and the muscles under the fur were like rolling dragons. Each piece contained a hidden meaning. A powerful force.

Its claws fell extremely fast and slapped Shen Bai's body in an instant. However, the young man covered in golden flames just bumped his shoulder, and the three giant wolves slipped and fell to the ring, spinning to the edge. .

——The golden flames of Chen Bai have attached a thin layer to the place where the giant wolf stands. This layer of flames strengthens the "smoothness of the arena" and turns it into a special mirror surface that is a hundred times slipperier than an ice rink.

The giant wolf rolled further and further, hitting the dragon scale shield like a ball. Shen Bai moved faster and faster, hiding behind the boulder and approaching Han Changqian.

However, when Shen Bai was no more than five steps away from his opponent, Han Changqian opened his eyes.

His eyes have been soaked in paint and turned pure purple, which looks weird and abnormal when paired with the dark skin.

The moment he opened his eyes, Shen Bai fell to the ground.

boom!

His speed was too fast and his momentum was too great. When he fell to the ground, he made a big crater and smoke and dust flew everywhere, covering his figure instead.

Shen Bai lay on the ground with a confused face. He wanted to get up, but he couldn't stand up no matter what.

Starting from the sixth month after birth, human beings have to repeat a series of actions such as "standing", "walking" and "running" every day, which were all forgotten by Shen Bai.

His legs were still strong and strong, but he had forgotten how to use them.

"Is purple a spiritual attack..."

This thought flashed through Shen Bai's mind, he slapped the ground with both hands, and his whole body rose into the sky.

The golden flame burned, strengthening the buoyancy of the air around him, allowing Shen Bai to stand motionless at high altitudes for a long time.

At the same time, Shen Bai clenched his right hand fiercely, and then threw it towards Han Changqian's position.

With the bang, Han Changqian subconsciously protected his cheeks with his palms, but he was still knocked out. His back hit the ground and fell back more than seventy meters. Long scratches were made on the ring, and the black paint on his skin also disappeared. Then some of it dissipated.

"What was that just now? An air missile?" Han Changqian gasped and gritted his teeth as he thought. His fingertips groped around his waist again and took out another can of paint.

What he didn't know was that his guess was already very close to the truth. Shen Bai used [Tyrant] to strengthen the compressibility of air and increase its density before throwing it out. As long as he controlled the time well, he could explode the squeeze when he was close to the target. It suppresses the surrounding air and is extremely powerful. It is a transparent and difficult-to-prevent air bomb!

Chen Bai above saw Han Changqian taking out another can of paint, and couldn't help but feel a toothache.

The methods on the other side are various. Although I can remember the ability to correspond to colors, the jar is opaque and cannot be judged in advance. It will be too late to deal with it after the paint is spilled.

Bang!

Han Changqian opened the bottle and threw it forward. The black paint splashed down. He stagnated and moved forward slightly, letting the black paint cover his body again as if bathing in the sun.

Shen Bai clicked his tongue. Han Changqian looked so cool, but he was still quite a coquettish person. He applied black to strengthen his defense and walked a few steps forward to pose... huh?

Shen Bai thought of some possibility and stared at Han Changqian's hands with his golden eyes.

After forcefully receiving the "air bomb" he just used, Han Changqian's palm was bloody and bloody, but it just looked scary. For a true blood warrior, this was just a broken layer of skin.

But he knew that the skin tissue of human palms has countless sensitive nerves. Once destroyed, the ability to sense external details will be greatly reduced.

Uncontrollable weird thoughts popped out of Shen Bai's mind. Without too much hesitation, he puffed up his cheeks, lowered his height, and blew scattered golden flames downwards.

When the golden flame comes into contact with the moisture in the air, the temperature of the flame is suppressed to the lowest level, but the "evaporation rate of water" and "thermal conductivity of water" increase exponentially.

A large amount of water vapor evaporates, taking away a large amount of heat. The thermal conductivity of water in the air rises crazily, constantly swallowing up the temperature.

Han Changqian's surroundings quickly became cold.

His palms were worn and the air was cold, making the touch of his skin drop to freezing point.

This outstanding young man's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously touched various small jars. After confirming them repeatedly, a panicked look appeared in his eyes.

This guy Shen Bai... discovered his weakness so quickly.

Seeing Han Changqian's expression was a little strange, Shen Bai let out a long sigh of relief, knowing that his bold guess was actually right. However, he was careful not to fall to the ground. He just gathered "air bombs" one by one and kept hitting his opponent.

Han Changqian did not use paint, he just dodged with all his strength. He was in a state of embarrassment, but he had no intention of admitting defeat.

When Shen Bai saw this situation, he secretly thought that victory was assured, and at the same time he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"The small jar is opaque, but he can accurately pick out the color he wants, which shows that he has a special way of distinguishing the jars."

"Although it is possible to remember it in advance, there are too many jars on his waist, and their positions are irregular, and the position of the small jars will also change during the battle, so the most likely possibility is that there are special grinding patterns on the jars, and after rubbing them with your fingers, You can confirm it.”

"When he was blown away by an air bomb for the first time, he subconsciously protected his hands with his hands, which abraded his skin, making him unable to accurately find the correct can. He took out the defensive black one, so his movements were awkward..."

"But in the final analysis, using transparent bottles to hold paint is a better choice. Although the enemy will see it in advance, more tactics can be developed based on this, such as using double-layer glass bottles to hold different paints and other underhanded tricks. Han Changqian can't You may not have thought of it, so... [Color Magician]'s heavenly disease is..."
Chapter completed!