The handsome boy was wearing an exquisite black suit and was carrying an ancient frost-white sword. His back was straight and his golden eyes were burning brightly.
"You are the only person I have ever seen who would not kneel down when faced with the power of the king."
The young man in a long black trench coat across from him walked toward him with a slender ancient alchemy knife, his movements a little slow.
The releaser himself will also be affected by the gravity field. Although he can control the pressure of the field on some dragon blood descendants, he is not completely immune.
But after all, it was countless times better than the gravity Li Longyuan was enduring now.
The handsome boy seemed to be standing there easily, but in fact, every slight movement he made would put great pressure on his bones, until his whole body was crushed.
So every time Yuan Zhisheng releases the spirit, the eight members of the Sheqi family behind him will only see a mass of "ghosts" kneeling on the ground, like courtiers meeting the king, waiting for the young master to pull out the clear sword. The spider cut off their ferocious heads with golden eyes one by one.
Perhaps the only difference between the scene now and that time was that this was the funeral of another king, and it was grand.
But the handsome boy suddenly smiled, showing his sharp white teeth.
An invisible storm emerged from between the two of them, and the surging wind pushed the boy's body farther and farther away, preventing the boy from getting any closer.
Finally, Li Longyuan, who slipped out, quickly reached the edge of the Yanling·Kingquan field.
There is no need to continue the competition. Yuan Zhisheng's pale face has already shown that it is difficult for him to release the royal power again.
This is a double-edged sword. The master uses it with the idea of a sure-kill move. If it does not hurt the enemy, it can only hurt itself.
This competition can be said to be a trick played by Li Longyuan. First, the combat environment must be large enough to allow him to retreat outside the area of Yan Ling King Power. Secondly, the friction coefficient of the ground material must be low and smooth enough to allow his body to be easily pushed by the wind. .
Finally, of course, the field must have the Eyes of the Word Spirit and the Wind King to create a romantic and unexpected scene.
Three factors are indispensable.
It has to be said that Li Yongyuan's combat IQ is amazing enough, and he can turn disadvantages into advantages in a short period of time.
"Wouldn't it be hard?"
The boy looked at Yuan Zhisheng, who had a slight cold sweat on his forehead, holding the ancient sword in his arms, with a smile.
"Try?"
Yuan Zhisheng also stared at Li Longyuan, who was approaching the corner of the passage, and responded coldly.
The two of them began to speed up the passage again, and the swords rang out and sparks were created at the same time.
The fists were waving and the tearing wind was causing howls. Now they were no longer simply fighting with cold weapons, but were using all possible means.
A fierce punch that went straight to the temple was forcefully caught by the broad white palm, and slowly moved away, revealing Li Yongyuan's magnificent and majestic golden pupils.
The handsome young man bent his arm, used his elbow instead of a knife, and struck the young man's elegant brow sharply.
As the saying goes, "An inch short, an inch dangerous."
If this elbow was hit hard, Yuan Zhisheng's brow bone would be cracked, and he would definitely bleed.
But his reaction was not bad, and his upper body immediately bent backwards in an incredible arc to avoid the upward elbow.
He waved his elbow heavily to sound like a tiger, but in the end it came to nothing.
After reacting, the two people raised their legs at the same time and clicked quickly in the air. The hardened bones and muscles made them temporarily forget the pain.
The young man who was retreating suddenly shook off his long black trench coat, and the ultra-dense bones in his body were rearranged and reorganized, making a crisp and explosive sound.
He can actually activate the "keel state"?
Li Longyuan looked at this scene with interest. This was the second super hybrid he had seen in Japan who had opened the keel due to the purity of his bloodline.
Unexpectedly, this small place still has some strength.
However, there was no way he could lose.
Li Longyuan raised his sword and slashed forward, fiercely colliding with Yuan Zhisheng's slender ancient sword.
Both of them were waving their swords vigorously, and there were only constant sharp silver arcs flashing through the air, and there was a special trembling sound from the metal. No one was convinced by the other.
But someone has to lose.
Li Longyuan swung the ancient sword round again, and with the ultimate strength of the sword, he fiercely slashed Yuan Zhisheng's raised blade.
This ancient alchemy sword, which had been repeatedly forged and polished by famous Japanese craftsmen, now screamed under the weight of the sword. The pale gold dragon seemed to be alive, swimming in the sword body and roaring majestically.
The young man in black trench coat was slowly kneeling down on one leg. His strength increased several times when he activated the keel state, but this sword was like a mountain falling, making him extremely strenuous.
"He."
In the end, the toned body after opening the keel helped him stand firm, and he took the time to throw an uppercut, hitting Li Yongyuan's upper jaw directly.
If you attack the enemy, you must save him, that is, to attack his weakness.
The boy stepped back as expected, and Yuan Zhisheng took the opportunity to draw out the ancient sword.
The two of them stopped silently and without warning.
Yuan Zhisheng knew that he was already at a disadvantage in this competition.
If the boy had used all his strength to chop it down, the relatively fragile spine of this famous ancient alchemical sword would most likely be broken. If not, the sharp edge would also break apart, and a world-famous sword might be destroyed as a result. .
But his pride could only allow him to nod slightly to show his recognition of the boy's strength.
Li Yongyuan simply pulled the collar of his silk shirt, which made it a little warm.
He has no habit of humiliating his opponents, especially good guys.
Even though he didn't try his best, he could still feel that the strength of the guy opposite might not be just that.
His physical fitness has touched the edge of the next-generation species when the complete keel is turned on, but it is still slightly inferior to the real second-generation species.
It seems like something is missing.
That's right, it lacks a fearless dragon heart.
Even though this young man in black trench coat performed well in all aspects, Li Longyuan could see the invisible dullness and fatigue hidden between his brows.
If I saw this guy anywhere outside Japan, I would definitely not think of him as a young master of the Japanese underworld, but more like a casual and lazy boy next door.
If you meet him in a restaurant and you say, "The waiter is serving wine," he may happily reply, "Okay! I'll wait a minute." He has such a good temper that he makes every customer feel at home.
What a ridiculous feeling. A young master of the eight Sheqi families who can secretly control the power of the entire Japan, and the future emperor of the underworld, actually lacks the heart of a true strong man?
The knife and sword were put back into the sheath. Li Longyuan was curious and wanted to ask this dear friend, how do you maintain your image in front of a group of madmen who respect the strong?
In other words, how do you disguise your true identity as a husky among wolves?
But in the end, he held back.
If Yuan Zhisheng knew what he was thinking at this moment, he would be shocked and speechless.
Unexpectedly, the person who knew him best was the opponent he had only met twice and had just fought with.
If it weren't for his sense of responsibility as an "Amaterasu" and the current situation in which the Sheqi family is in urgent need of manpower, he would be more willing to be a lying salted fish, selling sunscreen at Montalivi Beach in France, and lying in the sun Look under the umbrella at the sexy girls in bikinis coming and going.
The most important thing is to stay away from the well that seems to be constantly wailing. He lives in a nightmare every night.
He even felt that he had accepted things unimaginable for ordinary people in his more than twenty years. He was a little tired, but he had to move forward.
Just like the last Pinta Island tortoise "George", shouldering the heavy responsibility of racial revitalization, he received subspecies mating and reproduction in the Galapagos Park.
But maybe he just wants to wallow in the puddles of his own Santa Cruz Island and live his life quietly and freely.
How many people are unwilling to live a mediocre life and yearn for thrilling days. But he has been living in the shadow of swords and swords, but he yearns for the ordinary.
From this point of view, he is indeed not a "strong one". He is like a sheep wearing a lion's skin, inheriting the lion's sharp teeth and claws, and leading the lions to hunt day after day.
He wants to live for himself, but he can't let go of the lions, that's all.
After the fight, the two of them leaned side by side again, both of them silent.
"Can you tell me about Eri?"
After a while, Li Longyuan raised his head and looked at him.
Without the arrogance of a winner, he still had that plain and calm demeanor.
"She is a high-risk hybrid with an out-of-control bloodline. Our Sheqi family is commonly known as a 'ghost'."
Yuan Zhisheng told him the truth, risking the secrets that had been hidden for many years to be known to the North American headquarters.
After some contact, he already believed in the boy's character, which was also reflected in the smile in the group photo.
"I see."
The boy nodded calmly. In fact, he had already made a guess in this regard before.
This is the most appropriate and reasonable explanation.
No hybrid organization is willing to place uncontrollable human-shaped nuclear weapons outside. Even Chu Zihang, who has not shown any signs of losing control of his bloodline, will need to go out of the academy to perform a mission this time after careful discussion with an informed executive department commissioner before approval. .
It's not because of how calm this cold boy can be, but because they are also dissatisfied with the group of guys in the Japanese branch who have their eyes high above their heads.
If Jun Yan could explode under their noses, these idiots might be covering their mouths and applauding in joy.
Kehui Liyi is different. Just from the tight defense of this layer of metal passages, you can get a glimpse of the leopard and know how tight the guards are.
At least Eri Yi's danger level must be higher than that of Chu Zihang, otherwise the Sheqi family would never have guarded her so closely. Even the owners of high-risk word spirits and royal powers are concerned about the "ghost", the word spirit sequence. Definitely not low.
But Li Yongyuan won't pay attention to this. In his eyes, Eriyi is just a beautiful and cute girl who is good at the King of Fighters and likes to watch anime.
Even though everyone is afraid of her, they all regard her as the ultimate lifeless weapon.
But in Li Longyuan's eyes, she had character and soul. Even if she was as weak as a frost-killed herb, she was still a living person.
"Then, I'll go back first."
The boy turned his head and said something to the slightly surprised Yuan Zhisheng. He had no intention of visiting Eriki's residence and saying goodbye to her properly.
"Remember to arrange a room with a starry sky ceiling for her. We agreed that we will take her to see the starry sky in Qinghai in the future."
The boy's words were completely directed at the surveillance camera in the corner and ceiling. He knew that many members of the Eight Sheqi Family were watching them through the camera. Including some real leadership.
These people may only regard it as a slogan, a provocation, and a battle of morals among young people. No one really cared.
Little did he realize that this would be the beginning of a war.
Those who despise the king's edict shall die.
