Martial Arts Master - Chapter 722

[Chapter 74 Let’s Apologize]

Compared with No. 16, this No. 18 is smart and natural, laughing before saying a word, and it is not obvious that he belongs to one of the experimental subjects.

If they met in another place, Lou Cheng would definitely be aware of the strangeness and specialness of No. 4, No. 6, and even No. 16, but he would most likely treat No. 18 as a normal alien.

This may be the reason why No. 16 thinks she is more powerful… With the elders on the side, Lou Cheng is full of anger, but he doesn’t make any decisions, and instead thinks about other issues to maintain Bingxin.

Hearing No. 18’s words, the elegant Ji Jianzhang gave her a deep look, glanced at Lin Que from the corner of his eye, and said with a laugh:

“The old man has not walked the rivers and lakes for many years. It seems that everyone in this war-torn area has forgotten the name of the ‘Sword of Heaven’.”

“Let’s negotiate, we’ll consider how to apologize and how to make amends afterwards!”

As he spoke, his smile subsided, his tone became stern, and when the last word came out, he even flicked his finger on the tip of the sword.

Zheng!

The sound of the dragon’s roar rose into the sky and reverberated throughout the main laboratory, causing the ears of the remaining researchers wearing protective clothing to hum violently, and immediately fell into a world of silence.

The sound of the sword rang into my ears, and the brilliance erupted. The shimmering lights first rose like a fountain, and then fell down, covering No. 18.

With its strong suction, it actually makes it difficult for the enemy to move, and even makes moths fly into the fire, throwing itself into the net.

Two-meter magneto-light saber!

The sword slashes the flesh, and the “instrument” is magnetically broken!

This is the most effective way to deal with products like “artificial weapons engineering”.

However, No. 18’s thoughts and reactions seemed to be normal, and she was not affected. The fact that her previous proposal was returned made her eyes narrow, Xinghui hides her anger, and is no different from ordinary people.

There was a flash in her eyes, and she instantly regained her composure. She did not move forcibly. She propped up her hands on the edge of the long experimental table, leaned back, and slashed her right foot, which was hanging outside, following the suction, and the blazing light became a knife. To the core of Jianmang’s “fountain”.

But the moment Ji Jianzhang drew out his sword, even while he was speaking, Dou Ning was ready. He took a step forward, half squatted down, and inserted the quaint long sword with the moonlight in his hand into the ground. A heavy and dark radiance spread out.

The surrounding concrete cracked immediately, as if it had been weathered for a long time and had dried up to the extreme, and the remaining experimenters who were shocked by Jianming had their feet stuck to the ground and kept shaking. .

The shadows are heavy or light, causing the gravity of this area to be out of balance, pulling No. 18 in the opposite direction, making her razor-like right foot sluggish. tacit understanding.

Doubu’s eighth style, “Dry and devastated. Dead land”!

This ultimate move has three stages. First, it extracts the surrounding water, including the ground, including the creatures attached to it. Then it simulates gravity to a certain extent to interfere and affect the enemy. At the end, it triggers an earthquake at the locked position and releases the accumulated energy. , these three changes can not be performed together, only one of them can be intercepted, and the sequence of the front and back can also be changed after a deep mastery, and you can do whatever you want.

Dangdang!

The light of the “razor” split apart many “sword rain” and accurately blocked Ji Jianzhang’s blade, but due to being pulled, it slowed down a bit, slipped through the net, and was continuously chopped down by them.

If No. 18 hadn’t condensed the shield in time and resisted the damage, she would have been bruised all over her body.

Zheng!

Dou Ning stood up straight and pulled out his saber. From left to right, he slashed the opponent lightly, but the suction was obvious.

Beside her, the experimental personnel in protective clothing fell to the ground like dominoes, with a face full of fear, like a specially made mummified corpse.

Ji Jianzhang shook his wrist, and his long sword was half-pocketed, moving from right to left, as if he was hanging a thousand jins, but he felt like he was pushing people.

One suck, one repelling, one pull and one push, the swordsmanship of the two complemented each other and enveloped No. 18.

Lou was set up beside the metal bed and did not intervene rashly.

Outer Gang-level battles occupy an extraordinary amount of space and range.

If there is no long-term cooperative practice and forcible help, it will affect the footwork and moves of the two elders, and one plus two may be less than two.

In this case, the way to join forces is one after another, you make one move and I move one, attacking the enemy in turn, just like the experience of yourself and Ren Li at the beginning, but unfortunately the old couple has been roaming the world side by side for many years. .

It feels like an unnecessary crowd of onlookers… Lou Cheng’s thoughts flashed, but he did not relax in the slightest.

The eighteenth appeared, what about the seventeenth?

What about No. 17, who is considered stronger than him by No. 16?

Is he also in the base, and after hearing the movement, is he rushing over, or is he lurking somewhere, waiting for a fatal blow?

With such concerns hanging in the back of his mind, Lou Cheng completely gave up the idea of besieging No. 18.

While blocking the aftermath of the Outer Gang battle and preventing Lin Que, who had no action, from being accidentally injured, he used Bingxin to reflect the surroundings and examine the condition of his eldest brother.

Lin Que’s pain eased, and Lou Cheng’s figure was reflected in his slightly cloudy pupils.

He was stunned for two seconds, Fang remembered who it was, his tense muscles relaxed, and his eyelids were half drooping, covering up the fragility that flashed by.

When he opened his eyes again, his emotions had subsided, and two sparks of brilliance appeared at the bottom of the secluded pool.

The chapped lips moved with difficulty, and the throat heaved up and down a few times, but he couldn’t utter a sound. Judging from the shape of his mouth, it was clearly saying:

“thanks……”

Lou Cheng’s nose was sour, and he was busy looking for ways to remove various devices. He was not proficient in such things, so he didn’t dare to do it for a while, for fear of tearing off some important equipment and making his uncle’s condition worsen.

He glanced at the area away from the battlefield, and at some of the researchers who had turned into ice sculptures. With a press of his right hand, a wall of ice that was immortal for a lifetime was condensed by the metal bed to resist the aftermath of the outer gang battle.

Standing upright, Lou Cheng rushed to the side of a researcher who seemed to be the leader, and slapped the opponent’s shoulder with a lavender flame on his left palm.

Tick tock, the ice layer melted, and the researcher’s face turned blue and shivered. Unfortunately, what was waiting for him was not warm words, but a simplified “soldier” formula.

The scientific researcher collapsed in an instant, and was forcibly dragged by Lou Cheng to the metal bedside for “consultation”.

Either pressing or pulling, Lou Cheng quickly released the device on Lin Que’s body.

Just after finishing this, he was shocked, turned around and looked at the door.

A figure dragged closer to the afterglow, stopped by Lou Cheng’s attention.

His blond hair was combed into a middle part, and his pupils seemed to be on fire, showing red. He was wearing a white T-shirt with the number “17” and a black jacket. The hands in front of him were surrounded by flaming snakes, not hurting at all.

The seventeenth arrived… Lou Cheng put down a big stone in his heart, but he had more worries.

This main laboratory is neither small nor big, and I have to take care of my uncle who has no defense ability, and definitely can’t use his fists to his heart’s content. Judging from the appearance of No. 17, it is not an easy enemy to deal with…

While his thoughts were mixed, Lou Cheng made a quick decision, suddenly leaned back, stretched out his palm and pressed it, sealing Lin Quebing in layers of crystal, leaving some holes for breathing.

In this way, as long as Grandpa Keke and grandma get rid of No. 18 as soon as possible, the impact on the eldest brother will be within control.

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The lesser of two evils!

Lou Cheng moved like this, and No. 17 also moved. He bent down on his back, like a hunting leopard, pounced on him, clenched his fists tightly, and placed it by his side, covered with golden red fire.

As soon as he pressed it, Lou Cheng also rushed forward, his right fist burst into a lavender flame and was tightly wrapped.

The anger in his heart was leaked little by little under the control of the “god above his head”, adding fuel to “Emperor Ziyan”!

Boom!

Fists collided, explosions exploded everywhere, and the paralyzed scientific researcher was directly thrown away and slammed into the wall, bones were broken, blood spurted from the mouth, and it was impossible to see it alive.

Lou Cheng has no sympathy for this kind of guy who experimented with innocent and involuntary people, and even hoped to burn them down!

A splash of lavender and golden red ignited some of the installations, activated the smoke alarms, and sprinkled the latest fire-fighting materials.

The fireworks filled the air, and the fists of No. 17 and Lou Cheng reverberated at the same time. One of them retreated with the left shoulder, the right shoulder advanced, and the elbow was bent, and the right fist was closed, and the left fist entered, still covering Ziyan.

In an instant, Lou Cheng opened his fist, stretched out his five fingers, and firmly supported No. 17’s elbow.

No. 17’s elbow suddenly sank, his forearm flicked, and he used his strength to punch, and the golden red flames spun and erupted.

As soon as he made a move, Lou Cheng’s palm pressing on his elbow suddenly vibrated, pushing the enemy’s fists away, shaking him back a few steps, and flowing Ziyan over.

At the same time, he tilted his head slightly, flashing most of the golden red, while the remaining few did not leave the slightest scorch marks on his face, as if he was playing with his own cat.

No. 17 shook his forearm, causing Zi Yan to fall gently, softening the ground and leaving black marks.

Both sides are masters of fire control!

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