Shake off the sticky bright red grease from the sword spine——
——The pulpy red soup is like the blood of a horse. Belloberg's high temperature cannot dry out the mechanical lubricating oil of these armored beasts. The dirt on the blade must be shaken off to keep it sharp.
Cold wind blows from south-southwest to north-northeast.
It is like the weapon of [North Wind·Shuo Feng], which will adjust the direction of the wind according to the wishes of the samurai general.
Originally, the meteor was facing away from the wind, but within a few breaths, the cold rain of ice and slag hit his face and hurt his cheeks. His eyes were irritated, but he did not dare to blink.
Can this guy control wind and rain? Is this his soul power?
How outrageous
With this thought in mind, Meteor tightened his grip on Beloberg's handle, held the sword in an impartial lunge, and looked at his opponent from a distance of more than ten meters.
He exhaled scalding hot air from the gaps between his mouth, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes tightly to lock the steel body of the armored warrior. The soft flesh of the eyelids and eyebrow arches were stimulated by the cold rain, and they were so itchy that they didn't dare to be distracted.
A flash of bright orange plasma molecules shook the blade and lit up. The samurai general's iron boots moved slowly on the asphalt road, and the sword gradually shifted as he walked.
Wind and rain splashed on Shuo Feng's armor, causing the high temperature of the nuclear furnace to evaporate white mist. Even far away, Meteor could hear the hum of the motor shaft rotating at high speed in the opponent's body. It felt so strange - just It's like the engine of a new energy vehicle accumulating energy.
[That is the spirit body of Ming Kong! The real name of Soul Power is [Phenomena·Strange Power and Chaos God]. This soul power is related to water, ice, steam or liquid, and supercritical plasma. Shinto City’s high-frequency weapons are exactly what the scientific research team named [Phenomena]. ·Strange Power and Chaos God] is a magic weapon developed through reverse engineering. ]
[If you want to obtain supercritical molecular materials, you need to invest expensive energy costs in engineering laboratories, and the parameters related to temperature and pressure are very strictly controlled. ]
[But [Phenomena·Strange God] can help scientific researchers make repeated trials and errors. It only consumes Igarashi Akira’s mental power. Based on supercritical water, we have made many scientific research advances in the field of materials science, including C60 Sodium and MCFC fuel cells]
"Let's talk about it later"
Meteor has no time to listen to the great achievements of the undead, and wants the hot wind to calm down for a while.
There are more and more clouds and mist surrounding the samurai general. They are like the light of the god, like the white silk ribbons flying in all directions, like the Thunder God's body in the Ukiyo-e painting. The magnetic storm air condenses into an illusory body.
The image of [Phenomena·Strange God] is almost exactly the same as this armored warrior. Perhaps the body Igarashi created for himself before his death was based on the power of the soul to give the spirit a body of steel.
The moment when the water vapor completely enveloped Shuofeng's figure——
——Meteor felt the strong wind blowing against his face!
A pitch-black spearhead suddenly shot out from the fog. The blade of the big spear hid the long shaft. Its path was not like that of an arrow missing. It was not twisting the shaft in the air to maintain balance. It was like a spinning warhead drilling through the air. , came so suddenly!
Meteor didn't even react. Homo sapiens' reflex nerves were simply unable to capture this close, bullet-like spear attack. When [Wham Rap·Mr. Wham] blocked the blow for him, his mind once again Suffered heavy damage from the sound wave——
——Shuo Feng almost followed the spearhead and came out of the fog.
The sonic explosion of the spearhead overshadowed the sprint of the armored warrior, and the sword came so fast and urgently!
Meteor carried Beloberg to fight hastily, fighting and retreating in a messy pace. Seeing the fierceness of the enemy's attack, he removed the sword from the main hand position to block it. The extremely powerful impact was about to cut open the waist and abdomen. The bright red spirit body immediately To protect his master - Ah Xing was almost relying on the power of his soul to hold on.
When Belloberg collided with the carbon sword, steel and iron filings erupted. Meteor staggered and lost its balance many times. Shuofeng took a step forward, and he had to take a step back - the duel between two-handed swords was about speed and ability to change directions. , comparing reaction and offense and defense.
The battle has just begun. After Shuofeng took the lead with his spear, he bit the center line tightly. This mechanical life possesses extremely strong swordsmanship. Except for the first blow that broke into the enemy's center and was blocked by the spirit body, he He never left the center line again. After that, he continued to press forward, all heading towards Meteor's sword-wielding hand, never letting go of the center line——
——It seems that Shuofeng also understands that with his height, he can never give up his advantage in the middle line.
Bu Meteor is one hundred and ninety-two centimeters tall. This warrior from the Nameless Family has a better vision and can see the whole situation from top to bottom. If the center line is given up, he will have room to launch an angry attack. This is his area of expertise. .
Every time Meteor wants to regroup and take the rhythm back to his own hands, wanting to sacrifice part of his body in exchange for an opportunity to attack, the vicious broadsword plays tricks in the hands of the armored warrior, switching hands back and forth around the crescent helmet and arms to cut. Counterattack——
——Shuofeng's chops and thrusts all aimed at Meteor's wrist, telling him to retreat again and again!
Meteor's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he became more and more frightened.
This was the first time that he was at a disadvantage in a cold weapon fight. During the thirty-one rounds of the chase, he felt the back of his hands were cold and his eyes were already red from the wind and rain, but he did not dare to blink for fear of one Close your eyes, and a few of your fingers will fly out!
Belloberg's cross sword grid made Gao Zhoubo's sword fly away! The finger-protecting gloves were scratched to pieces along with the flesh, almost injuring the tendons of his hands. If his stride hadn't been many times longer than that of this fierce warrior, his hands would have been chopped into Chen Tim Kee pork knuckles, a famous Cantonese dish.
——This guy’s judgment on the length of weapons is terrible! Obviously we have never fought before, and the sword is only a little longer than Belloberg, but he can always squeeze me out of the attack range and have free sex.
Is this the computing power of a robot?
Meteor continued to step back with his sword, almost straightening his body and jumping forward. In this state, he was unable to use his waist and horse to attack powerfully. Under the coercion of Shuofeng's sword light, he hurriedly used Bello again and again. Berg's chops were too swift, and he was afraid that his eyes could not keep up with the enemy's blade, which was like thunder.
Gold and iron are constantly clashing with each other. The sound of chasing and escaping reached the fifty-first round. Meteor led Shuofeng in a big circle, protecting his right hand tightly, fearing that Shuofeng would break his arm. VENOM Agency and Beloberg The moment he leaves the body, he is probably going to die.
He felt like a hooked fish fighting a very patient fisherman!
Shuo Feng is short in stature, but he wields a long scroll sword of more than 150 centimeters. Except for the occasional step-killing attack, his steps are very steady and he rarely leaves the ground.
This is what makes Meteor feel troublesome. If this continues, he will not be able to compete with a robot with a mini nuclear furnace for endurance! But after twenty or so rounds, he will fall into death due to exhaustion and imbalance!
[meteor! Use his big spear against him! ]
Before Refeng could finish his words, Meteor had this intention and had already made a counterattack!
He dodged Shuo Feng's broadsword again. At the moment when the slashing blade was old, his torso, which had originally twisted his upper limbs and leaned back, collapsed. His left arm suddenly propped up his body, and he turned back to regain his balance. His two calves suddenly tightened. He twisted and turned like a bell, rolled up the big spear with his left hand, and fiercely handed out the spearhead!
Hot Wind exclaimed——
[——Be careful! ]
The thrusting spearhead knocked Shuofeng's sword-wielding hand crooked.
Meteor took advantage of the distance to return the spear and stab again!
Shuo Feng knelt down and suddenly stood up, trying to use his whole body to break the meteor posture.
Meteor felt that the strength of his single arm was unsustainable, but he did not force it, and allowed the spearhead to fly away despite Shuo Feng's control and blockage - before Shuo Feng could take another step to charge.
Taking advantage of his height, Meteor just gently shook the iron rod of the big spear, and the spear club struck down hard, forcing Shuo Feng to hide his sword sideways and retreat, never wanting to show the big sword in front of him.
——This is the size difference between Shuofeng and Meteor. With Shuofeng's wingspan to wield the long sword, if he points the blade towards the enemy and starts slashing, the torque limitation will make the lever movement of the arm and blade very cramped. Embarrassing, there are only a few options for attacking angles.
It was too late, then it was too fast. Ah Xing, who had regained his rhythm, drew his spear and stabbed again.
Shuo Feng lowered his body and tried to score, so he raised his knife and chopped off the spearhead, and only took two steps forward——
——A Xing raised his leg to push against the spear body. The slender iron pole was like a war hammer, which cracked the Prajna mask on the armored warrior's face.
Shuo Feng tilted his head, causing the spear shaft like an iron whip to hit him to one side. He rolled out two or three times before getting up.
Meteor exhaled a breath of thick air, his eyes were bloodshot. After a series of fierce battles, he was unconscious and finally found a gap to take a deep breath.
Shuo Feng's broadsword dragged a black crack on the asphalt road. The moment he stabilized his body, the cage arm armor took off the broken helmet, revealing a face that was still bloody.
When Refeng saw Shuofeng's true face, he immediately murmured.
[Igarashi Akira.]
Bright red hair can be seen from the gaps in the Douluo. The essence of the Holy Beast has completely transformed Shuofeng's skull. If other typical people would also do some protection, the artificial muscles and part of the nerves are taken from the Holy Beast.
The bright red hair like Pompeii worms showed that there was nothing in Shuo Feng's body that could be called human.
The samurai general regrouped, stood up with his sword drawn, and challenged Bu Liuxing to a fight.
"bring it on!"
Meteor didn't respond. His eyes were cold, feeling the wind and rain hitting his face, wanting to let his overloaded brain rest for a while——
——Brother Ming said that this is a kind of chicken-stealing behavior. If you encounter a strange but ritual opponent, you can use this tactic to restore your physical strength.
Just like in the past military career, in the high-pressure environment of street fighting, holding a gun and aiming at a point requires maintaining a high degree of concentration. The soldiers in Guangling Zhixi can hold a point and maintain the aiming state for more than one minute.
Let's take a more intuitive and easy-to-understand example - in FPS games, like CSGO's gun aiming point, ordinary people can maintain the aiming point for ten seconds without moving, and can catch a sudden target with bullets, which is already very impressive. Excellent mental state.
After the physical exertion of running away and the thrilling sword fight, Meteor had to take a break. Unlike his elder brother Xueming, he did not have such strong mental power.
The samurai general only gave Meteor five seconds to rest——
——It seems that he noticed something.
Shuofeng's pair of compound sights quickly overlapped and locked, and the flame patterns from the sixteen-fold chrysanthemum merged into one. He finally realized that this cunning enemy was breathing heavily to regain his energy.
He stepped forward and approached with a sword -
——Meteor raised his severed spear pole and stabbed again!
Shuo Feng didn't dodge, and the sharp broken spear hit the square shoulder armor and went to the other side.
Meteor immediately abandoned the big spear and took it back to Beloberg with both hands - raised his sword and fought!
The two swords collided together, and the two of them were wrestling like bulls, both gnashing their teeth and leaning forward to offset each other!
Shuo Feng's short stature has no height advantage. He is almost using his copper skin and iron bones to fight against the high. He wants to press forward with the blade that tears everything apart, to slit Meteor's shoulders, neck and torso!
Ah Xing felt like he was fighting against a jack. Beloberg's dazzling blade was trying to squeeze a way forward, completely splitting the iron lump in two from top to bottom!
The force output from the sword body and blade changes all the time, and the two men's sword-holding postures are also fine-tuning, like dancers on a tightrope. If they are not careful, the high-frequency sword blade or Belloberg will be sent away. In other places, the wrists and fingers must be cut open, the eyes must be slashed, and the skull must be dragged and cut!
Shuofeng raised his leg to step on Meteor's feet, but his opponent counterattacked and kicked him, and his steel boots caused cracks on the asphalt road.
The moment his legs were unbalanced, raging flames shot out in front of his eyes, and Beloberg gained the upper hand, like a war hammer falling unstoppably!
This strange mechanical warrior made an immediate decision. His right hand was originally holding the back end of the sword handle as a lever. Seeing that the center line was lost and the decline was irreversible, he immediately changed his hand to press the back of the sword, trying to stop the fierce sword.
His waist was like soft chewing gum, his legs were still nailed to the spot, and his entire upper body was bent at ninety degrees. The moment he fell backward, his entire body turned in a circle around his waist and abdomen, as if there was no Transformers divided into front, back, left and right.
Belloberg asked this rotational force to pull him away and chop him on the asphalt road. Meteor's eyes were filled with disbelief when he saw Shuo Feng's upper body quickly return to its original position and spin back together with the fierce chop.
He could hardly react at all. He was unable to move after using his sword with all his strength and froze in place.
He could only watch helplessly as [Mr. Wham Rap·Mr. Wham] tried to stop the big knife. The bright red fist missed the tendon of the knife, and then left a horrific wound on his torso. The big knife cut open his stomach and intestines and reached the root of his left thigh. Leave the body.
At that moment, Meteor didn't seem to understand what was happening. When the severe pain hit him, the body transformed by the VENOM mechanism finally spilled hot blood. The pain stimulated his sensitive nerves, and the moment the door of death opened to him, he suddenly woke up.
Shuo Feng didn't hesitate. The blood-stained long sword splashed out a scarlet ice flower, and immediately continued to attack Meteor.
Meteor didn't dare to move rashly, he didn't know how serious his injuries were, and Refeng didn't even dare to speak.
If you retreat further, you may be able to survive for a few rounds, but the crack in your belly will become deeper and deeper, the blood will flow more and more, your muscles will lose their strength, and you will no longer have a chance to win.
He could feel the special ability of [Phenomena·Weird God] affecting his physical body. The moment he was seriously injured by the knife, his blood seemed to turn into ice, and an indescribable cold surrounded him. In just twenty seconds, his heart might turn into an ice lump.
Where does the next hit come from?
Above or below?
This guy's left and right hands are both powerful.
He must be intercepted halfway.
I can't die here.
Help! I need a pivot!
I need a helping hand!
At the moment of life and death, Belloberg's light went out. Meteor's belly also grew a thick layer of ice, and he felt that his left leg had betrayed him.
Shuofeng's execution attack has arrived!
Jumping from top to bottom to break through the strong wind!
Beloberg, who had lost his light, stabbed forward, holding his dark arms tightly, almost losing half of his strength. Meteor didn't know if he could intercept the enemy's life-threatening chop, he had already lost his aim. My left hand couldn't exert any strength, so I could only draw the sword along with my right arm——
——The big sword once again lit up with blazing light in the middle of the assassination.
Shuofeng's broadsword had just begun to cut, cutting into Meteor's shoulder, and was about to go to the heart. He seemed to have hit a sharp rock and asked Belloberg to pick it up. The steel spine at his throat was broken into two parts, and he suddenly lost all his strength.
Meteor's body suddenly bleeds like rain, and the ice in his belly dissolves in an instant.
He fell forward, almost paralyzed along with Shuofeng's weak iron body. His arms trembled violently as he knelt on the ground. He finally got the electrolyte solvent and wanted to give himself a shot, but found that his eyes were blind!
His left arm was completely out of control. He was breathing heavily, trying to clear his head, but there was too much blood flowing out of his body, too much!
[Step into the meteor! Get an electrolyte injection! ]
Hot Wind eagerly reminded the host, but Meteor couldn't do it. The moment the adrenaline subsided, he lost control of his body.
In just a few seconds, a little light came from Shuo Feng's steel body.
[Oops, this guy is not dead! ]
Meteor felt that the hidden wound in his abdomen was starting to reappear, a chill spread between his torso and pleura, and his heart almost froze.
In the next second, FE204863 stepped on Shuofeng's head. Jing Guang's gun exploded, and the heavy warhead penetrated Shuo Feng's eye socket. The soft brass armor wrapped with a steel core bounced in this strong head, finally sending him to hell.
Fragrant fantasy just wanted to grab the electrolyte solvent.
Sixty-three immediately shouted: "Use this!"
He took out the elixir from the bag he was carrying, which was a small gift that Teacher Sansan asked Xueming to give to his lover.
Meteor struggled to his death and woke up from the death door state. It took a long time, almost more than three minutes.
He felt that his cold body finally had warmth. The volume of ice was larger than water. Shuofeng's soul power attack almost burst all the major blood vessels in his body, and his heart also died. It was a miracle that he survived.
Hot Wind didn't dare to speak. In its view, Shuofeng wanted to kill someone, and the process was too simple and too fast. As long as the water flow controlled by [Phenomena·Strange Power and Chaos God] is injected into the enemy's body, even if it is only 200 milliliters, it can cause severe myocardial infarction. Whether it makes the blood freeze or make the blood boil - this soul power attack is very fatal to Homo sapiens.
The panacea circulated in Meteor's body twelve times, and finally repaired this tattered body.
His consciousness has not yet returned to his body. It seems that his brain has been deprived of oxygen for too long. He lies on his back and looks at the sky blankly.
After a while, Sixty-three kicked the little brother.
"Wake up!"
Meteor jumped up and suddenly stood up.
"Brother Ming!? Why are you here?"
FE204863 hasn’t spoken yet——
"——You are not Brother Ming!" Bu Liuxing immediately became alert.
Sixty-three was a little surprised by this boy's reaction.
"how do you know?"
Bu Liuxing sat on the ground and pointed at Sixty-Three's chest guard: "Brother Ming will not hang the secondary weapon on his chest!"
Sixty-three was quite surprised. He took out Teacher Sansan's red scarf from his carrying bag and threw it to Meteor.
"Nice to meet you."
When Meteor got the scarf, he smelled the scent of Teacher Sansan, and suddenly felt a sense of peace of mind. He was finally convinced that the Jiang Xueming in front of him was not an enemy.
"Who are you? Is this Brother Ming's thinking model?"
The fragrant dream was held aside for a long time——
"——Let me speak! Let me speak! Let me speak!"
Sixty-three covered the mouth of the big steel cat with a bright smile, like an evil villain causing trouble.
"I am FE204863."
At this time, Ah Xing was stunned, as if his brain was shut down and it was difficult to understand this story. Fragrant Fantasy had a look of despair on her face, as if the cat had lost something important in its life and was already unbearable.
Meteor didn't know what happened in the middle, but in the end he whispered something.
"You can't be my dad, can you?"
Sixty-three pulled the little brother up and led him to the troop carrier.
"right."
(End of chapter)
