Foreword:
There is no complete sadness in the world, just like there is no complete happiness.
Lev Nikolayevich Tolstoy | "War and Peace"
[Part①·Lion fights rabbit]
"Eye Of The Storm·Eye of the Storm!"
CC called upon Lord Pellelini's spirit power, and the strong eagle-faced man stood up from his flesh body again!
It flapped its wings, clenched its powerful steel fists, and with the green-gray wind between its fingers, it followed CC's sprint forward and pressed forward!
The distance between the two was only 150 centimeters, and the direct punch from the eye of the storm had already been fired——
——The spiral eye of the wind quickly gathered in the air, and the vortex shaped like a roller almost firmly locked Xueming's body in place!
Hasband Madison, who was still conscious, was shocked when he saw this. He looked at the teacher who was using the bent-arm defense, and the alarm bells in his heart kept ringing - this is it! It was this huge spiritual shadow that locked him in place and turned him into a puddle of mud with just one sneak attack.
Gunsmith teacher! If you still stay in that place, the next soul attack will tear you into pieces! Find a way to escape! You must find a way to escape the blockage of the strong wind!
Hasben could no longer speak, and he could only watch the storm swallow up the gunsmith.
There was a shadow in the strong wind. Jiang Xueming kept his body low and had no armor on his body. His short sleeves and carrying backpack were torn to pieces by the wind pressure gathered in the air.
After just a moment of hesitation, the gunsmith's combat experience immediately reminded him - this is Eye Of The Storm's method of finding enemies!
Almost at the same time, CC's chain attack is coming! Eye Of The Storm: Eye of the Storm's wings were twisted into fists, and together with his hands, he transformed into the fighting stance of a four-armed Asura.
"Hahahahahaha! Hahahahaha!"
The chaotic fist images are like machine gun bullets hitting the shadow in the center of the storm at high speed, almost tearing the target into pieces!
"Hahahaha! It's so refreshing! It's so refreshing! It's so exciting!"
CC roared loudly, his will to fight burning fiercely - he never thought of being able to fight head-on with the gunsmith. This was his redstone nature and a crucial experience in his life.
There was a blood-red stench in the storm, and even the blood on the floor was dragged by the Eye of the Storm. In just ten seconds, Eye Of The Storm·Eye of the Storm punched hundreds of times, and finally managed to slow down his punches. mean.
It's not because CC's mental power is about to come to an end. He and Hunwei are one mind, and he can feel that the spirit body doesn't seem to touch anything! All empty? !
all? ! No punch hit? !
But what was the shadow that was torn apart just now? !
Could it be that.
Before CC could think about it, the tornado that traversed the lounge and restaurant gradually slowed down. As the wind speed slowed down, the scene in the rolling wind tunnel became clear and clear.
The figure of the gunsmith floated in the storm. He was naked and had a wound on his upper arm. He took the initiative to bleed, and the elemental information was exposed. The blood was stained with strange-shaped fragments——
——Those fragments are the things CC broke. They are just some blood-stained cloth, a thermos flask and a snack box in the backpack.
CC looked at the erratic figure and was so shocked that he lost his mind for a moment. The gunsmith did not fight against the strong wind created by Eye Of The Storm, but blended into the storm. He flew all the way out along the spiral funnel of the hairdryer, leaving his blood as an inspiration bait target, and was about to enter another Room!
"Don't even think about escaping!" CC frowned and roared loudly: "Today we must decide the outcome!"
"Then let's catch up and give it a try." The gunsmith rarely spoke much and left such a provocative sentence. He slid all the way out along the curved wall of the psychic wind, as if he were sitting on a slide, and his body flew back. In the blink of an eye, his feet landed on the ground and he started running wildly.
CC quickly rushed to the corridor load-bearing wall of the dining room and punched the wall!
The gunsmith first heard a muffled sound outside the corridor and felt something bad——
——The storm penetrated the wall like a high-speed rotating drill! It hit his side directly!
Sparks burst out from his waist and abdomen and lifted him to the ceiling!
Fragrant Fantasy has been protecting the gunsmith's organs. When it directly confronted the eye of the storm with psychic energy, the heat it brought almost scorched Jiang Xueming's right rib!
He froze in mid-air for a full two seconds before he started to fall. Blood vomited out of his throat. The burn on his belly covered the scar from his navel to his chest. During the expedition, this kind of sudden injury that was too late to deal with, Weird and unpredictable psychic attacks will leave Xueming with one or two scars that are difficult to heal.
This time, CC did it too, he successfully hurt the gunsmith!
And it’s a naked slap in the face! It was Anonymous who had just spoken harsh words! He was hit hard immediately!
"Red Fortress! Score one point!"
CC smashed the load-bearing wall of the restaurant with one head and rushed out of the pit in disgrace. With an evil smile on his face, he couldn't hold back the ecstasy in his heart and looked at the gunsmith who had just been injured and fell to the ground in a miserable state.
"I know what you want to do! You want to go to the supermarket, right? You want to find a handy weapon, and you want to give me some extra work!"
"That's it! Lord Pellelini's soul power is so powerful! And my essence is far superior to yours! Our soul and body are one, killing you is as easy as crushing a small insect. !”
"Fragrant dream!" Xueming regained his composure and jumped up. His soul power responded to the summons and moved forward simultaneously with his body, ready for a head-on fight!
CC opened his arms, and the spirit with human body and eagle head came out of his body, fighting with the bastard cat god Best!
A strong wind was aroused in the narrow corridor. The sonic explosion cracked like the strong sound of the collision of cannonballs. The skylight shattered and the glass turned into fine sand before it even hit the ground.
The shadows of the fists and feet of the two spirits created a blue and silver illusion, and the high-speed collision of the spirits caused the organs of the two carbon-based creatures to swell.
The moment when your mental power reaches its end! The moment when the spirit body ceases fire!
Xueming didn't hesitate at all and rushed towards CC.
"How is that possible!" CC was a little dazed for a moment. The gunsmith actually took the initiative to use his mortal body to fight against the blood-granting beast!
This is unreasonable! Absolutely unreasonable!
Does he have any back-up plan? Is there any one-hit-kill trick? Does he still have the gun in his hand?
The moment of timidity made his body stiffen, and he lost the opportunity to fight!
Suddenly diving forward close to the ground, the gunsmith's figure was like a vigorous leopard, with his knees and the sand on the floor rubbing a blood-red mark——
——At the moment when the spirit body strikes, the gunsmith has already laid out the attack route in his mind.
If you want to break through CC's defense, you must avoid his amazing wingspan and block his striking skills, but you cannot engage in direct force confrontation!
This guy’s physique is ridiculous! Stronger than a shooting star! He is almost two hundred and fifty centimeters tall!
At this moment, Jiang Xueming gritted his teeth and attacked, once again falling into a difficult predicament.
He went to hug CC's right leg. Unexpectedly, CC's reflex nerves were extremely strong. The big boot almost scraped off his head. In order to push his body lower, Xueming changed his route and grabbed the leg. The lower legs and the horizontal body are lifted up and kicked up.
CC’s face turned livid! His eyes almost popped out of his sockets, and he felt that between his legs, the most important good brother in his life had left him!
He couldn't help but lower his body. His lower body was hit hard and his core strength was lost. He was about to expose his head and die! But his excellent fighting qualities brought him back to life, and he used his right leg to throw the gunsmith against the wall.
One kick! Another kick!
Like shaking off mud from your shoes!
The gunsmith's body flew up and down again, and his back hurt when he hit the wall. This cycle happened twice!
First, he couldn't find the balance to exert force due to the weightless feeling. The second time, he immediately raised his elbow and hit CC's side knee hard, only to hear a click!
The meniscus of this blood-giving disaster beast has cracked, and its legs and feet are no longer as flexible and light as in the first round!
CC is surprised when it hurts, and after surprise comes fear——
——Gunsmith. This guy.
Is this guy really human? Who is the blood-giving monster? He seemed to feel no pain at all!
"ah!!!--"
CC was seriously injured. He exchanged injuries for injuries to get out of this disgusting fight. He took steps, turned sideways and hit the load-bearing wall again, using the gunsmith hugging his right leg as a cushion. His two strong arms could not swing high. A high-quality punch. In this position, it was impossible for him to punch his leg with his fist, so he had to make this last resort.
Before the two of them came into contact with the wall, in the process of moving around, the gunsmith's fist was always aimed at CC's lifeline. He had no intention of leaving this leg and watched the wall getting closer and closer. , he protected his head, then crashed through the masonry, the steel bars cut his flesh, and returned to the restaurant.
"Hoo" CC's face was covered in cold sweat. Because of the severe pain in his vagina and the nameless will to fight, he could no longer laugh.
It seems that the soul power is gone——
——He is nothing in front of the gunsmith!
When he got up in embarrassment, he saw Jiang Xueming, who had been maintaining a fighting posture. The nameless person was trying to adjust his breathing. The bright and dark spiritual energy fluctuations meant that he was constantly trying to call the spirit body for the second round. duel. There were a few more scars on his body and they were still bleeding.
"You're finished! Gunsmith!" CC said aggressively, wanting to cheer him up.
Jiang Xueming waved his hand, and he could feel that Fragrant Fantasy was still cultivating, so he responded loudly: "Come!"
CC spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, rubbed his ulcerated little brother, and cursed in a low voice: 'Fuck'
Jiang Xueming continued to wave: "Come on! Come on!"
It's too late, but it's so fast, the bloody foam hasn't hit the ground yet! CC is like a tiger that rises up and hurts people! There was no warning in his move towards Xueming!
This is the explosive power of the blood-giving monster! It's the jumping ability brought by his amazing physique!
Xueming ducked and dodged, and followed CC's huge waist to draw a semicircle with his nimble steps. His legs and knees were about to kneel on the ground again, and he suddenly came to the side and punched CC's weak ribs. Finger marks were firmly printed on his fists, and blood and sweat were splashed out together!
CC turned around in pain and swung his arms to continue to catch this agile boxer. He wanted to take the ground to the wrestling match! His speed and flexibility are far inferior to Gunsmith. At least he has to hug Gunsmith to have a chance of victory!
Xueming dodged again and counterattacked with punches but was caught by Timing. His heels weakened and CC was asked to use his legs to restrain him, causing him to lose balance. His thick palms tried to pull his head into his arms!
He didn't dodge. The moment he lost strength in his lower body, he bit hard at the grasping hand! Bite off three fingers from CC's right hand!
Facing the gunsmith's biting movements, CC's eyes were filled with fire. He retracted his arms and head, and carried half of the gunsmith's body with his upper limbs. With just a little effort, he brought the unbalanced rat into his arms. !
[Part②·Why I gave up]
This is the time!
The tiger's powerful left arm punched Jiang Xueming's body!
Xueming was hit hard by the punch and his eyes rolled up, but he regained consciousness in an instant. The arm that blocked the punch seemed to be broken! He was beaten to the point of being unbalanced, and his entire lower body staggered and fell to the ground. When he wanted to get up, he saw CC holding his hands tightly and hitting him hard!
Boom——
It missed and rolled to avoid it!
Boom————
The floor cracked, but still missed! Got up!
"Damn it! Why aren't you dead yet!" CC was annoyed and angry. These two full-force attacks hit the empty space, just like the QTE prompt for execution came on, but the result was unsatisfactory.
Jiang Xueming covered his broken arm and pulled it back with a click. He was almost losing his mind in pain, but he still stared closely into CC's eyes.
"Come on, come on!"
"Eye Of The Storm·Eye of the Storm!" CC prayed to the gods again. Before he could finish his prayer, an iron bowl appeared on his face.
Xueming grabbed the tableware on the table and threw it at CC.
The azure falcon appeared again, and CC's anger was rising, just because the gunsmith was like a child's throw, and he threw it so damn fast and accurately!
The bowls, chopsticks, knives and forks used for eating, the ceramic soup cup of the electric stew pot, and the table legs were also broken off and thrown over together as small props to hinder the power of the spirit body!
He urged his spirit body to block these flying props, roaring angrily.
"You made this battle ridiculous! You deserve death! Gunsmith!"
"There is no complete sadness in the world, just like there is no complete happiness." The gunsmith said in a good voice and gave psychological counseling to this difficult Wing of Light: "You have to be more open-minded and relaxed, you can push me to this point. There are not many blood-giving monsters left at this level. Life is not easy, so don’t go to extremes casually."
"Fuck you! This is the final blow!"
CC punched brazenly, trying to gather all the spiral power of the eye of the storm into one place!
The gunsmith did not dodge, and stretched out his scarred broken arm, like rock-paper-scissors, trying to catch this cruel stone with a simple piece of paper.
Burnt black plasma erupted from the severed arm, which was the horrific damage caused by the high-speed rotation of bones and muscles. It did not go any further and was completely sealed here.
The fragrant and dreamy spirit body stayed on the surface of Jiang Xueming's body, with only a pair of vertical pupils exposed.
CC had no time to be surprised, and was even still surprised——
——With that ragged right hand? Just want to take on Mr. Pellerini’s fist? What is this guy dreaming about!
The traction brought by the high-speed rotating bones and flesh is all retained in a group of precise spiral arm blades that resemble a centrifuge structure. It is a fragrant dream carefully crafted, changing the shape of the arms, using complex gear structures and rings. The glass fragments bound by the air flow pump - the glass was collected by Xue Ming deliberately from the fragments of the corridor skylight in the first round of Soul Power.
Affected by the eye of the storm, these crystals quickly cut into Xueming's broken arm. The huge spiral force caused the rollers in the spiral arm to rotate faster and faster, until the harder sand and stone completely cut Xueming's arm. , the power of rotation was absorbed into the wound on his right arm.
In an instant, the blades changed direction and the sand and gravel spurted out. The brilliant blood flowers, carrying thousands of sharp water jets composed of sand and gravel plasma, were sprayed towards the CC!
At that moment he smelled the essence of the gunsmith, it was so sweet and delicious——
——Then everything changed, the air became hot.
Everything was melting and destroying, and the dining room, which was originally like rotten jelly, began to emit a golden high-temperature light.
CC had a sweet dream. He came to the Temple of Ten Thousand Demons, where the seniors of the Crazy Butterfly Sect were.
He crossed a bridge, surrounded by the iron-nickel core tentacles of Mother Earth. In the golden lava, a huge butterfly could be vaguely seen. He seemed to have completed the task and completely killed the gunsmith!
He crossed the bridge between life and death and came to the city, where he saw pavilions, towers and mansions reaching into the sky.
And his former idol, Lawrence Madison——
——This crazy butterfly leader with bright hair and handsome appearance is being interviewed by reporters.
CC curiously squeezed into the crowd and smelled the strong scent of the beasts on the people. He felt as happy as if he had returned home. Mr. Pellerini did not lie to him! He has completed his unification! Come to the paradise of eternal peace!
What is the topic of today’s interview?
CC looked at the guide team curiously. They were all famous celebrities from the Crazy Butterfly Sect.
The bright red banner reads "Why I gave up on killing Big Sister"——
——Lawrence on the stage was beaming and chatting happily with Mary Stuart.
The recorder clapped his hands, and Concho Johnny from the directing team immediately shouted: "Hurry! We won't have time in a minute! We have to go back to serve our sentence!"
Mary handed the microphone over: "I heard you had this idea before."
"I originally wanted to kill the gunsmith." Lawrence interrupted immediately, and his expression became serious: "There is also a big sister!"
Mary nodded.
Lawrence then said: "Isn't that bold?"
Mary: "In your territory?"
Lawrence: "It's on my territory! Clearwater Bay, Platform Zero, kill the big sister."
Mary: "Oh"
Lawrence: "I first invited my cousin and war gang, and told all the team members to kill the big sister once. Wow, everyone was very excited, unimaginable - White Gloves, Flavia and Duran, All of them are excited.”
"Kill the eldest sister once, I always say kill the eldest sister once, just once."
"I've always said, kill the eldest sister."
"So when I told the team members -"
"——I want you for twenty days, or twenty-five days."
"Wait until I finish taking care of things in Sanhe Town."
"They asked why?"
"I said it's simple, let's try it twice a day."
"Practice it once in the morning and again in the evening."
"I die twice a day, I die ten days."
"Death twenty times, there will always be a suitable way to win."
"This mission of killing the eldest sister has been completed."
"Oh! Everyone thinks it's so awesome! Kill the big sister! This is too challenging!"
"It can't be wrong at all!"
"But I gave up later."
Lawrence laughed heartily at this point.
"You know why?"
"I have studied a lot of eldest sister's battle records, and there are also some videos of the gunsmith being a loser."
"I've seen it all at home and abroad. I've watched and researched it specifically."
"I just haven't been able to make up my mind."
Lawrence gritted his teeth and smiled.
"I haven't been able to do anything about it. In fact, when I was looking at Mr. Kangque's death record, I wanted to try to see if I could kill the eldest sister."
"I didn't do anything later. Do you know what the biggest problem was?"
"simply put--"
Lawrence waved his hands in a serious manner and began to operate the invisible accordion.
"——Just can't beat it."
'Because of the quality of a soul's power and the configuration of its essence, there is nothing it can do. "
"For a high-reaction, high-speed, high-intensity battle, such a tense rhythm cannot reach -"
"——The conditions for killing the eldest sister cannot be met. Even if it depends on luck, the gunsmith can be crippled, but it will not be met."
"Because you can't rub~ rub~ rub~ rub - this is how to kill the eldest sister."
"impossible."
"You go from here to here, and you're slower for a second in between."
"You are gone."
"So no matter what, I thought about it, because I am an expert, I have died a lot in Fragrant Dreams. A little less than the director Johnny, but it is still a lot."
"I don't have to die many times to know that the eldest sister can't be killed, and the gunsmith can't be killed either."
"The second is that if we want to kill them, we will lose at least half of our own people."
"Everyone will lose more than half of his life."
"You can't see it. The casualty rate is too high. They are all gone."
"Then it will be difficult for the religious group to operate, and it will be difficult for the religious group to operate."
"In the end, I struggled with my thoughts for almost more than a month and made a major decision by myself."
"My first phone call was to the old headquarters of the war gang. I was told by a dream. I said I gave up."
"The little brother of the war gang, RUARUARUARUA! You can't accept it!"
"The one from the Wusheng Alliance, the brothers from District 38, the Red Fortress from District 15, especially the CC - he can't accept it. He has been completely immersed in killing the gunsmith and killing the eldest sister. Do you know?"
"I like it so much, how could it be possible - Ouch, Ouch, come and ask me why the elder sister didn't kill me, and the gunsmith didn't kill either."
Mary asked at the right time: "So."
"Of course I'm also sad, hahaha, hahahaha, very sad." Lawrence said with a smile on his face: "At that time, everyone thought, oh, it's such a pity. It seemed that I didn't want to live anymore, hahaha, I was very depressed and lost."
"So, maybe this is a wake-up call for me. After all, my son can still hang out with older sisters, just kidding, hehe, just kidding-"
"——Or one of my learning experiences."
The remnants of glass fell from CC’s broken body——
——He was washed into a skeleton by the sharp fine sand.
In one hundredth of a second, the divine power of the eye of the storm and Fragrant Dream together used the spiral wind to carry the sharp sandstone and blood knife, washing the CC into a skeletal specimen, and also took away the gunsmith's broken arm.
Jiang Xueming staggered forward and came to Hasben, pointed at the unsatisfactory student, and first patted the boy's face.
Then a small bottle of panacea was found on Hasben, half of which he drank, and half of which was poured on Hasben.
"My hand is broken and it needs time to heal. Take the initiative and pull out all the nails on your body, and then we can leave."
(End of chapter)
