National Juggernaut

Chapter 205 Ace vs Ace

For young children, the father is a wall that protects them from the wind and rain, a male image that will not fall down no matter what.

Especially for a little girl without a father, the father in someone else's family/fairy tale book is a more impressive male image.

My mother didn't say anything good about my father, but she didn't say anything bad about my father, as if he didn't exist at all, while my grandfather, the only man in my life, kept protecting himself from the wind and rain.

Although dull, dull, and unable to communicate, but always, stand by yourself.

"If I had a father, would it be the same?"

Combining the masculine image of the father in the storybook of the grandpa and the "strong little tin soldier", it subtly overlaps with the "strong little tin soldier" in the fairy tale book of the little girl. No matter how many winds and rains and obstacles he has experienced, in the end, "he" will still come back to protect himself right?

At least, the "heart" will come back.

Little Tin Soldier, Song Ying's 4 protruding spiritual weapons, the second spiritual blade, the original materials are children's toy tin soldiers, small silver swords, and small pistols.

The real shape is just a gray-white metal heart, and the periphery can be filled with material to form a human form. As an independent guardian body, it is a typical spirit blade of the spirit race.

But now there is no self-awareness awakening (there are signs), the highest is the image of a middle-aged male in military uniform filled to a height of 3 meters, but if it is forced to be filled at all costs, it can enter a huge silent form that cannot move.

And when it acts forcefully, it is the "Little Tin Soldier"'s lore - guarding the moment.

The spiritual blade "Little Tin Soldier" is overloaded, and the limit state of full psychic energy can only be forced to last for 10 to 3 minutes (now it is at the limit of 3 minutes), and then it will be forced to go offline, which is equivalent to not having this weapon. Presence of Spirit Blades (including bioenergetic bonuses).

When Zheng Li dealt with Liu Kat, Gui Ying and Ah Qiong both entered this state, and Ah Qiong, who was affected by the backlash of psionic energy, fell asleep for several days.

The next quarter-final match is less than 3 days away, which clearly shows the super side effect of the super state. It is unlikely that the offline time will be less than three days before Song Ying meets. In the field, there might not even be enough biological energy to maintain the psionic organs, which is equivalent to giving it for nothing.

"It seems that I put a lot of pressure on you! Little girl!"

Jumping happily into the herd of beasts, Zheng Li seemed to have forgotten that he was an archer.

The long knife with one and a half blades danced in a round, and a large piece of sawdust around it fell down in an instant.

Even the wooden beast endowed with more psionic energy is still as fragile as scraps of paper in front of the Qitu Killing Spirit Blade full of blood energy.

No, perhaps it is precisely because of the inferior false souls in dolls and beasts that the Ghost Blade, which is capable of both physical and spiritual damage, can easily tear everything apart.

The audience who saw this scene actually began to think about whether the legendary sword pressure and sword energy existed, or why the puppet had been crushed and disintegrated before the blade touched the limbs.

Zheng Li, who jumped, advanced, slashed, and danced between the blades, showed the essence of melee slashing and perfect choices.

On the chaotic battlefield, among the endless choices and possibilities, he always chooses the path that leads to the front without injury, with low consumption.

But it's still not enough
"Uh, so fast, have you reached the limit?"

The countless herds of beasts showed no signs of fatigue or fear, and when the sky was full of weaving nets and throwing spears, there was no harmless answer.

Looking at the scratch on his arm, Zheng Li was full of joy.

The face-to-face battle that he rarely has excites him, and the strength of the opponent is the root of his satisfaction.

"Not bad, not bad, really good, supernatural powers form an army, Spirit Blade and himself act as strong soldiers and generals, very excellent strategic system and tactical play."

Sincere compliments, no response.

But Zheng Li suddenly stepped forward and slashed, sweeping away thousands of troops, splitting open a lurking spider beast two meters away.

"when!"

Song Ying, who was holding the ring, was forced out, but before she landed on the ground, those quiet eyes just took a glimpse, and disappeared again without a trace.

Zheng Li shook his head, this guy really doesn't give people a chance.

"Boom!"

When the big army surrounded the only enemy, with the shock of the whole earth, as many puppets were trampled to pieces by their own people, the general and solid soldiers finally arrived at the scene.

Looking at the Giant God Soldier in front of him, Zheng Li also knew that he was in a desperate situation.

From the very beginning, choosing to rush into the enemy line with one enemy ten thousand, this scene will happen sooner or later.

However, earlier than expected.

Zheng Li shrugged and looked at the towering giant, as if he was thinking about something.

He doesn't know if this giant has the limit of action, how is it possible, even the gods can't overcome the limitations of psionics, let alone a rookie sword master with top talents.

From the first moment he saw the giant, he knew that it would take up to 5 minutes, and after that, he would only face Song Ying who was greatly weakened.

He doesn't know that rushing into the enemy's line is equivalent to giving up his range and mobility advantages. Is it the way to win by retreating a long distance and delaying time? He just wants to try, try his trump card, whether he can crush Song Ying's trump card!

"Arrogance is the source of your failure. Reckless males will always act stupidly in front of the opposite sex due to those inexplicable hormones. I thought you were an exception."

The cold words echoed in the air, and as the giant's big feet slowly fell, Zheng Li was shrouded in shadow.

It seems that it is already hopeless.

And Zheng Li finally put away his cynical smile, took a deep breath, turned the long knife, and slowly pierced the blade towards his heart.

Are you admitting defeat?

Did you just vote because you didn't want to be trampled into meat sauce?
When some people were pleasantly surprised, while others were shocked and disbelieving, a deep voice responded on the battlefield.

"Turn into a ghost."

"boom!"

The huge foot handle crushed the ground, but it couldn't move the little man below.

With the handle of the knife still stuck in his chest, Zheng Li, whose skin was faintly blood-red, showed a sly smile upwards.

The big camera was still replaying the scene just now, when the blade touched Zheng Li's body, it dissipated like water melting into a river.

On the screen, while Zheng Li was smiling, a red ghost horn that was growing rapidly appeared indistinctly on his forehead!

And as the handle of the knife was completely integrated into the heart, Zheng Li's whole body also began to change dramatically!
Ghost horns, ghost teeth, ghost claws, ghost eyes, these familiar features of the ghost race experienced hunters, appeared one by one on his body, and the violently changing muscles directly tore through his coat.

When the changes were completed quickly, the skinny young man of about 1.8 meters had disappeared without a trace, and what remained in place was a muscular ghost man with a minimum of 2 meters 2.

The blood-red eyes were as calm as before, the two slender ghost horns were wrapped around thunder and lightning, and he loosened his neck and shook his hands. The ghost man supporting the sky with one arm was still adapting to his new body.

The camera briefly switched to near the entrance. Lin Yuying was still fishing by the stream, doing nothing.

This undoubtedly shows that the oni who is independently wrestling with the giant in front of him is still not in the state of full psychic overload of Oni Sakura Blade.

"Boom!"

When the camera switched back, it was indeed the half-kneeling giant above the calm-faced ghost man.

In the playback screen, the ghost man got rid of the giant's suppression with a flash, and then punched hard with the golden right arm wrapped around the lightning, hitting the underside of the giant's right leg.

"Crack!"

The ghost retreated, and the giant's right foot disintegrated in an instant.

The wooden feet are regenerating at high speed, but just the high-speed movement of the ghost's feet on the ground shows a lot of things.

The army surrounded him, and Song Ying didn't have the confidence to let the overloaded giant face this monster alone.

The monster laughed, for the first time since transforming.

Even in the eyes of the little girl, the blood-colored ghost pupils standing upside down and the sharp ghost teeth exposed were a bit scary.

He looked around with a smile on his face, and the infinite army that surrounded him finally spoke.

"Are you in a hurry? Oh, just right, so am I."

(End of this chapter)