Foreword:
Because the world is inherently unhappy, we should create happiness.
Because justice is lacking, we should work hard for justice.
Because the world is absurd, it should provide some meaning.
——Camus "The Crisis of Mankind"
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[Part 1·Ode to Joy]
Let's go back to the beginning of the story.
Returning to the lessons of knight combat skills——
——As for "Music" in Six Arts, Teacher Gunsmith never had time to teach it in this class.
Because Jiang Xueming has always been taciturn, he has strong hands-on skills but rarely speaks.
Language is an extension of emotion, and music is the frequency of the soul.
He has always maintained an offensive mimicry, never letting strangers notice his true thoughts. This is a survival skill. Only in front of his loved ones, relatives and friends, Xueming will laugh funny and cry bitterly.
This silence led Concho Johnny to misjudgment.
From the beginning to the end, the gunsmith did not use the soul's superpower or reveal the special features of the spirit body to others, so that the president of the Mercy Society listened to the information passed by his colleagues.
Judging from the nameless action trajectory and the battle damage ratio, Canque Johnny really believed that the gunsmith had the super power of "reversing time and space". If it weren't for this answer, he couldn't figure out how all of this happened. He couldn't understand.
Why can these warriors fight one against a hundred?
Why do these students burst out with amazing fighting power?
Why do these intelligence agencies and armed personnel, which usually operate smoothly, fail at critical moments?
Why can’t these mythical units summoned by rituals kill any of the nameless warriors?
Ten thousand questions have turned into facts that Conque Johnny firmly believed in his heart.
He was convinced that the gunsmith's soul power would be able to turn back time and do it again. Otherwise, there would be no way to do these things, and there would never be such an exaggerated record.
At this moment, the gunsmith agreed to the duel without hesitation. This incident made Canque Johnny convinced that the opponent's self-confidence came from this special ability that was beyond common sense.
But Canque Johnny is not afraid of the soul power of [Reverse Time]. He is sure to kill the gunsmith in an instant. The human body of Homo sapiens is too fragile, so he uses his powerful spiritual body to beat the gunsmith's body. Flesh and blood can decide the winner in just a moment.
on the other hand--
——Canque Johnny has no retreat.
He cannot be a deserter, he is not qualified to escape from Eureka. Even if he escapes from Ao ruthless Mingde, his investors and sponsors will try their best to cut him off and kill him in every possible way.
Rather than saying that Canque Johnny is still alive in the world, it is better to say that he has been a walking corpse for a long time. In order to fulfill his mission, he stayed in this immortal body.
He couldn't afford the price of escaping. In the worst case scenario, he might be caught by other people from the Crazy Butterfly Sect, used as a human flesh elixir, and imprisoned in a cage as a blood-donating beast. From then on, he would not be able to survive or die. .
He couldn't even imagine what kind of death penalty it would be like in the Mountain of Swords Hell and Lingchi.
Perhaps his former colleagues would transform his body into a petri dish, or simply use the highly malleable holy blood to transform him into a female body to lay eggs and children for other cults.
When Mr. Kang Que becomes Miss Kang Que, he will no longer think about how difficult [Anonymous Doe] is to deal with. He will only hope that Anonymous Doe will come to him sooner, give him a good relationship, and end this long and A life of nothingness.
If he risked his life and could kill the gunsmith in public, even if they both died together, he could live in another way.
Canque Johnny was once a soldier of the attack team. He knew that [the goddess of luck rolls around the brave], and if you run away timidly at this time, there will really be nothing.
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Xinwang flies from the side of Pompeii Ocean to the mountains in the distance. The sunlight gradually dims, but there is no meaning of sunset. It will circle around according to a fixed route and finally return to the original point. Its flight trajectory is like that of an angel. On the other side of the ocean, when the aboriginal people of Shambhala looked at this sun, it rose in the east and set in the west, reflecting the changes in the four seasons. This would always be the case.
The attack team began to attack the canyon pass, first shelling and bombing, and then advancing with armor, which was a standard procedure.
The radar truck started working normally the moment King Xin walked away, while Aohun Mingde came to the front line in person and changed into a decent dress. It put on a small burgundy suit used by a waiter, like a rich boy, when he heard the soldiers and At the same time, Wu Bei let out a thundering roar of filial piety, squinted his eyes, and stuffed a piece of "Ode to Joy" on the record player - its golden age has arrived.
The radar station correspondent who was deployed on the spot heard the music and suddenly popped up from the base station and asked: "Boss!"
"I'm boosting morale, what's wrong?" Aohui Mingde didn't care.
The communications officer smiled and said: "Nothing! I'm just a little worried about the gunsmith!"
boss: "You think the gunsmith will lose? To that white-haired bad-ass sissy hermaphrodite?"
Correspondent: "No... I have boxed and practiced shooting with the gunsmith in the club. I know how powerful he is. Don't blame my mother-in-law for being timid... I... I spend too many days in fear." Well, sitting in the base station in the past few years, most of the news I heard was bad news..."
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The boss interrupted: "Witness with sincerity."
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This duel will not last long, and the winner may be decided in just an instant.
When his feet stepped on solid ground again, Xueming did not take off his helmet, and the Morpho Clothes exuded the stench of blood.
He remained motionless, paying attention to his inner self all the time, observing his opponent's texture and breathing rate, listening to every noise in the environment, and feeling the pressure amplitude emitted by the spirit body.
This is what he has done countless times day after day, year after year. This is what he relies on for a living. The boss gave Xueming this mission, and it is his only path.
Concho Johnny was much noisier--
——When he saw the figure standing still, he noticed the strong aura emerging from the other person's body. Even through a V-shaped helmet, he could still feel the bone-chilling murderous intent.
"Aohun Mingde must have given its bones to you." Kang Que's face was full of resentment, and his words were full of sarcasm. "You brat, you must be so proud that you want to kill me right away. Are you going to change your future?"
Xueming didn't speak, he was still observing his opponent.
In addition to carrying packages, the President of Mercy does not have a pyroxene, but he has a saber that functions as a club.
Its decorations are gorgeous and practical, with top rings, side rings, and raised sword grids.
It has a guard ring and a weighted round head, and is used as a non-edged Ricasso for frontal attack.
There is also a hook groove on the back of the saber that is similar to that of a broken sword——
——Its design language is very flamboyant, and only brave and careful warriors can use this fighting weapon.
"What are you looking at?" Kangqiao Johnny raised the sword: "Are you looking at this? This is a gift given to me by Ao Ren Ming De - what? Are you anxious? Do you want to hang it on joestar's wall as an exhibit? Haha ..."
Xueming didn't answer. He was a real person. If Kang Que was willing to continue chatting like this, he was willing to wait until the opponent's energy was exhausted before starting a fight.
"Are you a stone? Is the opponent against whom I am fighting a statue a statue?" Canque Johnny is still preparing to duel with his mouth, trying to provoke his opponent and disturb his opponent's heart.
But for some reason, the gunsmith's reaction made Canque Johnny feel more and more psychological pressure.
"I know! I understand! You are the sun that rises at eight or nine in the morning."
President Johnny shrugged helplessly and began to pace back and forth.
"Aohen Mingde has told me this before. It has high hopes for me and hopes that I can achieve a great career - who can't draw a big pie?"
He pulled out his gun and played with it boredly. Two sawn-off m1887 shotguns spun flexibly in his hands.
"I also feel that I am the son of destiny. I almost believe it. Boy - speaking of it, I am still your senior. There is no one else here, so there is no need to put on such airs."
When Xueming saw the gun, he finally made a move, which was just pressing his right hand on Jing Guang's quick-draw holster.
Johnny Kang caught a glimpse of this scene and finally breathed a sigh of relief - he was not fighting a stone statue, "Your soul power is so powerful, you really don't need to take a character like me seriously, haha...haha Ha ha..."
At the end of the sentence, Kang Que began to smirk. He was like a poisonous snake, staring at the gunsmith's clothes and equipment.
He thought to himself, what an expensive piece of individual armor that was—
——How partial is Ao Hun Ming De? The quick reaction force is still picking up antiques in the secondhand warehouse of the trade transfer station. The armor and weapons on this gunsmith are all tailor-made.
"Sooner or later."
Canque Johnny said viciously.
"Sooner or later, Lady Luck will abandon you, Gunsmith. You will be like me! You will understand!"
In just a moment, his face changed and he became fierce and unruly.
"You will get old, you will become weak, and you will not be able to do anything! You will watch as a brat who is stronger than you takes away your power and destroys your life, and you can only watch helplessly!"
"I hate your arrogant attitude!"
Canque Johnny cursed through gritted teeth.
"You bastard! You shameless thief! Those clothes should be mine! Everything about you should be mine!"
Just at this time--
——Xue Ming opened his helmet, and there was real fire in his eyes.
In most sports competitions, experienced players can know the outcome the moment they look into each other's eyes.
In more straightforward terms, it’s nothing more than two sentences.
"Confirming the look, this is someone I can't beat."
as well as--
"After confirming his eyes, he is someone I can beat up."
When Kang Que met Jiang Xueming's eyes, he had a psychedelic, strong and unreal feeling.
The information obtained from the previous photo data was not clear enough, but when he and the gunsmith came to an equal plane and looked at each other in an environment no more than ten steps away, he felt that the image of the gunsmith in his heart was different from the real gunsmith. There is a world of difference between craftsmen.
Canque Johnny's heart was shocked——
——This guy’s expression looks too ordinary and natural.
What on earth was he thinking?
He seems angry? But he didn't lose his mind...
Oops, this is the worst case scenario...
he...
"Kangque Johnny." Jiang Xueming said the first sentence, with a tone as if every sentence was the last sentence, like an ultimatum, like a threat and warning, not allowing others to insult Aohun Mingde.
Nothing was said, everything was said.
President Johnny stood frozen in shock.
After a few seconds, the sea breeze stopped for a while——
——The arrival of Quiet Wind Point also brought the ringing of the first round of the knight contest.
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[part2·End]
Gunshots sounded——
——The two people in the arena are getting closer and closer.
Let's look at the pioneer in Xueming's hands. Jingguang and the Hunting Goddess are weapons of the 21st century. The 9*39 warhead fired more than 140 bullets in a row. The firepower of these two weapons has reached its end, and there is no preparation. Played.
The God of Love's body only had three more blood eyes, all on his forehead, but he had no intention of shrinking back. The m1887 was a firearm of the last century, and it was of great significance to Johnny. The power of his body and soul spit out ten A shotgun blast to use up all the firepower.
Pieces of warheads collided fiercely between the two, and the power of the souls showed their magical powers to block the steel and sonic boom that were a hundred years apart.
The Morpho Clothes burst into violent flames, and the fragrant dream came out of his body, Johnny shouted sharply.
"You and I both have a hard shell! Bullets can't hurt our lives. If you go down this road, you can't look back. Come to me! Let's end it! Gunsmith!"
The champagne-colored cupid floated beside him, and Johnny walked forward step by step. His cranial wound was gradually healing, and his original white hair turned gray. His physical body reached the age of over fifty.
Fragrant Fantasy's metallic armor burst out with fierce turbulence, and the chaotic fist shadows intertwined, and dense circles of ripples erupted between the two people, with intense flames.
The warm water vapor in the huge cavity condenses into dew, and in the confrontation between Cupid and the steel cat, the sonoluminescence reaction is triggered by kicks and punches that exceed the speed of sound.
Small-scale high-energy oscillations will generate shock waves. The moment the liquid in the air cavitates, it forms cavitation bubbles and plasma, which collapse under the action of pressure. Under the squeeze of the magnetic storm air masses of the two spiritual bodies, the liquid in the air collapses in the air. A shock wave of high pressure and high temperature appeared in the cave.
These shock waves are equivalent to thousands of atmospheric pressures and are concentrated in a range no larger than a palm.
In just a few seconds of spirit-body confrontation, their eardrums burst at the same time, and they vomited blood—it was because the organ fascia inside the body was shaken.
When the spirit dissipated, the gunsmith pulled out the Iron Knight's light sword and stepped forward to strike angrily.
Cupid, the god of love, wanted to leave Mr. Johnny temporarily. He still looked domineering and raised his saber to strike at him.
The two of them have to use their height to compete for the center line and squeeze out the enemy's weapons to gain the advantage in strength.
"Bang——" sound!
The light sword had the upper hand, and the slender blade struck the guard of the saber. Xueming changed to holding the sword with both hands and pressed forward.
Kang Que slightly lost his ground, but at that moment he became timid and surprised.
Because this is not what Mingde's remains are capable of...
The light sword did not cut off the saber in his hand, but slid along the obtuse edge to Ricasso. He instinctively followed the two hands to compete in strength, and hesitated for a moment in his heart——
——He just hesitated for a few milliseconds.
He wanted to borrow the enemy's strength, so he gave in, gave up his center line and right hand position, and knocked him off balance.
In just a few milliseconds, Kang Que did not risk all his strength. He saw the edge of the light sword occupying a high position, pressing forward and slashing all the way down his neck!
——Suddenly his torso was bleeding profusely, and his entire body was deflected by the gunsmith's decisive cutting movements. His body tilted, and his eyes became clear even though he was in pain!
The god of death had already placed the sickle on Johnny's neck. At that moment, Cupid, the god of love, appeared again, and the spirit body emitting a pale golden light suddenly rushed towards the gunsmith.
The golden arrows and lead arrows turned into the fists of the god of love, and once again entangled and fought with the steel beast.
The shock wave generated by the second round of sonoluminescence caused unspeakable pain to the internal organs of the two people, and blood flowed from the ears and noses - it was a collision of spiritual bodies with a core strength of more than three tons and a strike exceeding the speed of sound.
In an instant, dozens of vibrations and bombardments of plasma air masses turned the dust and water mist in the air into heavy fists, which struck the two people's heads and abdomens. The damage to the spiritual bodies would also directly affect the bioelectricity. in the system.
Johnny the Kid has been able to become Johnny Lao Tzu.
He has reached the age of dying, his hair has turned a dirty gray, the mucous membranes in the corners of his eyes are bleeding, and his mouth and nose are stained with freshly coagulated blood residue.
He was dressed roughly, and the wounds on his torso were gradually healing, urging him to get on his way. The blessed holy blood in his body was out of control, and he began to show symptoms of lycanthropy.
His eyes were about to turn into a golden beast boy like an eagle, obvious distortions appeared on his two arms, and thick gray-white bird feathers began to grow on his neck, like an old eagle.
Look at the gunsmith again——
——Xue Ming also looked like he was bleeding from all his orifices. At the terrifying moment when the sonoluminescence effect erupted when the spirits attacked, the Morpho Clothes became a decoration.
"Hehe...hehehe..." Johnny raised his sword and laughed: "You can't win! Brat! You can't beat me! Even if I can't kill you now, the bomb can kill you. From now on, If you fall into the sea from a height of 700 meters, you will be shattered to pieces!"
Xueming: "..."
"Why don't you speak!" Canque Johnny roared: "Why don't you speak? You are going to die! You are in trouble! Regret it! You should regret it!"
"The arrogance of you and Aohun Mingde got you killed!"
"You want to exchange your future with my head? It's not that easy! You're still young!"
"Kangque Johnny." Xueming raised the light sword and regrouped: "What nonsense are you talking about? I can't understand a word."
Johnny's eyes widened and his smile froze on his face.
The gunsmith returned to his original appearance, like an iron sculpture.
"I'm here to kill you, it doesn't matter how much you're worth."
Johnny: "It's okay...it's okay?"
Gunsmith: "You are really strong. Your body will secrete the pheromone of the disaster beast. It makes me feel scared."
Johnny: "Fear...fear?"
Gunsmith: "When our spirits collide and bite each other, we will exchange some spiritual information - I think you should understand what I mean."
The wind was turbulent for a while, and the distant sun illuminated Johnny's eyes.
He saw the gunsmith's back to the sun, his features falling into darkness, and only the pair of dark eyes staring straight at his opponent.
"Kangque, I feel the profound emptiness from your spirit body."
"This world has nothing to do with you and me - it seems that everything you do is in vain, we all live in a solid cage, maybe that's what you think."
"Then my spirit body should also pass on my thoughts to you through the tapping of the soul power."
"I don't like to complicate simple things, Concho Johnny."
"I hope that in this land, every child born will have parents, and every parent can raise their own flesh and blood."
“People can work hard and reap the rewards they deserve.”
"Young people are full of curiosity, and young people are full of enthusiasm for life."
"The middle-aged man is knowledgeable and kind, loyal to his family, and kind to his relatives and friends."
"In old age, health and longevity, talking about life, death and death with close and distant neighbors are all natural joys and sorrows."
"No one has to worry about their children suddenly turning into thieves and prostitutes."
“No one will worry about their parents suddenly being deceived, saving up half their life’s savings, and the family they finally built will fall back into poverty.”
"In ancient times, human beings spontaneously surrounded the flames because of lightning strikes in the dark night. It was not a certain philosophy, a certain thought, or a certain doctrine that made them do this, but human beings themselves yearned for light."
"I don't think these things have much to do with money, and they don't have much to do with my future."
Johnny Kang's eyes were red, and he stood up extremely angrily: "Fuck you!"
"In addition, I still have some personal grudges with you." Jiang Xueming said: "The moment you took out the C4 bomb, I was really scared - because my lover and my friends had to face your death threats. .”
"Concho Johnny, I'm dueling you just to take you away from them."
The words have not yet fallen——
——The final round begins.
The spirit bodies of the two burst out with power again, and the zero-distance attack competition was still the same as the last time, with angry attacks to complete!
Raise the light sword and saber high above your head to grab the center line at the same time!
Just listen to the sharp and harsh sound of metal fatigue breaking——
——Johnny's eyes were shocked, and he saw that the weapon in his hand was broken into three pieces, and was smashed by the light sword!
His face turned cold, and the cartilage from the right side of his skull, from the bridge of his nose to the left cheek, was cut open.
Fragrant Dream grabbed the neck of Cupid, the God of Love, and cracked the head of this exquisite gold statue with one punch!
Johnny's instinct was to run away. His body staggered and softened, and his will to fight finally collapsed and destroyed. Under the influence of "Earthshaking", his light body fell backwards, trying to get out of the gunsmith's control.
The moment his body lost balance, he saw the iron knight's war hammer hooked around his ankle, and then the gunsmith's big hand held down the president of Mercy, who was as light as a feather.
——It’s execution time!
"No! No no no! No no no no no!"
Johnny lost the broken saber and scratched the rocks on the cave's dome with both hands, but was dragged back by the gunsmith.
he begged.
"Don't kill... ow wow!"
Just as he screamed, his throat was pierced by a light sword, and his trachea was cut open from the back of his neck to his Adam's apple!
He could only cough and vomit, watching the blood and lymphatic fluid in his body spray out.
The Iron Knight's war hammer shattered his waist and knees, and a maggot was seen writhing on the ground.
Fragrant Fantasy stomped on the ground fiercely again and again, and the strong bombardment exceeding the speed of sound almost beat the man-eating demon into minced meat from bottom to top.
Canque Johnny wanted to press the switch network of the C4 explosive, but before he could stretch out his fingers, he asked the gunsmith to break them off one by one! There was no longer a good piece of meat or a complete bone in his body.
Gravity begins to collapse——
——Canque Johnny couldn't remember the last time he released his psychic powers. He seemed to have walked a long, long way, far and far, and finally he could rest.
The demon palace in the distance began to collapse, and the demon sons and grandsons on platform zero were about to fall to pieces.
When Johnny was dying, his eyes were still looking at Jiang Xueming——
——He hoped that this child could learn some lessons. After all, Jiang Xueming would also fall into a puddle of flesh from a height of 1,700 meters.
But he only saw the pair of hands tightly grasping the gap in the rock wall, and saw the gunsmith hanging on the cliff, still like an iron wreath, with his body and spirit unshaken.
He finally gave up, finally gave in, and finally turned into a handful of dust.
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The train goes to Balasón——
——The students who stayed in school during the holidays finally returned to a safe place.
Shao Jinghao sat by the window and saw the school getting closer and closer. Professor Wood, who was doing security work with him, asked.
"Best is the moon god in Egyptian mythology, so it's called the Luna Cup. Does it mean that everyone who participates in this competition will become a very powerful person?"
Wood: “Cats were first the god of war and then the god of the home.”
Shao Jinghao: "Oh! Only the one who wins the fight, the winner of the competition, is qualified to start a family and start a business?"
Wood Placker leaned against the window edge, looking into the distance, and finally returned his eyes and soul to the child in front of him.
"I'm fighting for a family, fighting to protect many, many people in my family."
