Infinite Stream Metaverse

Chapter 183 Three Duels
The red-haired warrior said that the duel at the dining table was not smoothing things over, it was a real duel.

In the first round, who eats more.

Fu Qinghai blinked, his Adam's apple wriggled up and down, and tried hard to swallow the lumps of jelly that had accumulated in his throat. He could clearly feel that these lumps of jelly had come to life, with tiny, sharp appendages growing out of them. , scratching Fu Qinghai's esophagus, he clearly felt a maggot-like object moving, numb and itchy.

The medium-rare ant beef steak was activated as expected.

Fu Qinghai couldn't take it anymore, picked up the wine glass and poured a big gulp of mead into it. The neurotoxin temporarily stopped the activation of the ant beef. He raised one hand and surrendered:
"I can't eat it."

"Shh..."

There was booing from all around, and a group of burly little giants surrounded Fu Qinghai and the red-haired warrior, watching this Fenris-style duel scene.

The red-haired soldier's complexion was flushed, and he clenched his fist with one hand and beat his chest hard. After a long time, he finally got the food down. After taking two breaths, with his huge belly sticking out, he pointed at Fu Qinghai and laughed. laughed:

"Come on, next round!"

In the second round, who drank more.

"Boom!"

Fu Qinghai slammed the empty wine glass on the table, shook his head, raised his eyes hard, and looked at the red-haired soldier on the opposite side of the table.

He, too, was unwell, with braids and braids loose at his temples and chin, and was shaking his head vigorously, trying to wake himself up like a drunk red poodle.

Haha, he's dying.

Fu Qinghai raised his finger tremblingly, pointed at the red-haired soldier on the opposite side of the dining table, grinned, and wanted to say something mocking, but his tongue was so numb that he couldn't straighten it out, and he just smirked "uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" .

Fu Qinghai's head was in a daze, and he thought to himself, if he did a urine test himself, there might not be a drop of urine in his bladder, and if he took a blood test, the blood rushing in his veins might be highly toxic mead.

The Space Wolves watching on both sides held their breath and watched the two of them carefully, to see who would fail first and collapse.

Fu Qinghai's fingers resting on the table trembled slightly.

"Snapped!"

Another glass of frothy mead was pushed in front of him.

Fu Qinghai slowly raised his wine glass and signaled to the red-haired soldier:
"Sell with you...sell with you, sell with...eternal..."

Fu Qinghai's tongue was tied, his eyes were drunk, and he muttered to himself. Before he finished reciting the stuttering poem, the red-haired soldier directly raised his wine glass:
"Dry!"

The two of them raised their necks almost at the same time, and drank the honey wine in a big gulp.

The Space Wolves on both sides gathered together, staring at the wine glasses of Fu Qinghai and the red-haired warrior with wide eyes, the liquid level inside was dropping rapidly.

A trace of foam and golden wine overflowed from the corner of Fu Qinghai's mouth, soaking his collar.

"Boom!"

Fu Qinghai who finished the drink first put down the empty wine glass again.

"Hi~~~"

Then there was a thunderous wine hiccup.

Fu Qinghai felt that his eyelids were as heavy as a thousand weights, as heavy as a Poison Blade tank. He struggled to prop up his eyelids and looked across the dining table.

In the picture in his field of vision, there are many figures, swaying left and right. He can clearly see the residual meat on the gray-white curly beard of the middle-aged soldier, and he can see the raised scars on the face of the Mohawk soldier, but his eyes can't focus all the time. The world is shaking, and the battleship seems to be floating between the raging waves and waves of the abyss.

"Pfft!"

Fu Qinghai fell over from the seat.

He only felt a "bang" in his ear, and one side of his cheek made intimate contact with the cold floor, and the image in his eyes turned into a thick table leg.

"Boom!"

At this time, the red-haired warrior on the opposite side was about to finish the wine in the glass and put down the glass.

Immediately afterwards, with a "plop", the red-haired warrior also fell forward in a daze, and his head hit the table heavily, causing the plates on the table to rattle. Hair covered his face.

In the end, Fu Qinghai only remembered that he was dragged away by the arms of a group of space wolves.

According to other people's later recollections, Fu Qinghai was very dissatisfied at the time.

When he was dragged out of the banquet hall by the arms of three or four space wolves, his limbs were still kicking and struggling, shouting "put me down", "I can still drink", "he cheated", "I didn't lose", "I want to fight him one-on-one"... and other incoherent words.

……

In the third round, who can fight better.

Finally, the two rested in their own cabins for a whole night, recharged their energy, recovered their energy, and ushered in the most important round of competition.

In the first two rounds, Fu Qinghai was considered defeated.

For this result, Fu Qinghai complained quite a bit, but there was no way, the athletes and the referee belonged to each other, so what could he do.

Fu Qinghai is recuperating in his personal cabin, sitting cross-legged on the ground, adjusting his breath and meditating, adjusting his body to the best condition, and preparing to give Ruth's wolf cubs some ruthlessness.

Meditation is a necessary ritual for white scars. Not every khan can compose poetry, but every khan can meditate. Since the awakening of the force through the old man Hu Xian, meditation has become Fu Qinghai's special skill and practice means, not just traditional ceremonies of Chogris.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk."

There was a knock on the hatch.

Fu Qinghai suddenly opened his eyes, breathing in and out, his gaze burst like electricity.

Get up and open the hatch, there is a mortal servant and three strong machine servants standing outside the door.

The mortal servant pointed to the heavy armor plate held by the machine servant and said to Fu Qinghai:
"My lord, the Iron Priest has built the ceramic-steel-plastic-steel composite armor shell according to your requirements. Please accept it."

Fu Qinghai took the composite armor plate handed over by the machine servant, and said:

"Give my thanks to Nagriff Blackmane."

The Iron Priests are the technical sergeants of the Space Wolves. Corps that pay more attention to traditional culture like the Space Wolves and the White Scars will give their arms and ranks some unique names. For example, the technical sergeants of the White Scars are also called "" Iron Khan".

The Blue Shell Power Armor looks tattered, but it is actually damaged by the outer shell. The outer shell armor is originally a consumable, and the internal precision machinery and complex circuits are all made of living metal. As long as the power pack is not completely damaged and shut down, it can For automatic repair, Fu Qinghai only needs to fit the shell on.

Fu Qinghai put a large pile of composite armor plates into his temporary weapon room, turned around and said:
"Come on, take me to the training cage."

"Do not."

A familiar voice came from outside the hatch.

Wearing a full set of power armor, the red-haired warrior came over and said:

"Bring your own weapons, Qingshan, we don't need to train weapons, we come here with real swords and guns."

Fu Qinghai was taken aback:
"you sure?"

The red-haired warrior smiled triumphantly:
"I'm pretty sure, this is the tradition of the Space Wolves, don't worry, I'll act appropriately."

Fu Qinghai picked up his own Blue Fang chainsaw sword, thinking:

I want you to be sure it's not this.

……

"Clang, clang, clang...clang!"

Two chainswords chopped together.

Sparks splashed in all directions, the noise was piercing, the sawtooth and sawtooth interlocked, and the hook-shaped sharp teeth were tightly hooked together, and it was impossible to move for a while.

The muscles of the two were tense, their eyes were round and round, and they both exerted force to press down.

"Kacha", a tiny crack appeared on the chainsaw sword in the red-haired warrior's hand.

Fu Qinghai decided to speed up the process, and he slid his thumb to activate the high-frequency vibration mode.

The body of the Blue Fang sword trembled undetectably, "Crack!" The chainsaw sword in the red-haired warrior's hand was completely broken in two.

Before he could react from his astonishment, Fu Qinghai's sword tip had reached his throat.

"You... your sword..."

The red-haired warrior looked shocked.

"It was you who asked me to carry my own weapon."

Fu Qinghai said lightly.

The implication: you asked for it.

After finishing speaking, he retracted the chainsaw sword in his hand, turned off the sawtooth strip and vibration mode, and said:
"This round doesn't count. Let's play a fair game with training weapons."

The red-haired soldier took a deep look at Fu Qinghai and said:

"In my impression, your shoulder armor has a painting of gears surrounding the skull, which is the symbol of Mars... You also serve as a technical sergeant, right, Company Commander Qingshan?"

Fu Qinghai nodded: "Yes."

"Something."

The red-haired warrior smiled:

"Then change to training weapons."

……

Among the eighteen space warrior legions, the Space Wolves are undoubtedly very good at melee combat, even relying too much on melee combat. They have titles such as "The Emperor's Executioner" and "Punishment Legion".

As the most famous legion in the "Clover" legion, it not only destroyed the Thousand Sons Legion and Prospero, but some people even suspect that the two unknown legions that disappeared were also related to the Space Wolves.

(Shamrock Legion: The creation process of most of the Space Marine Legions in an army establishment is open. For example, the predecessor of the White Scars was called "Star Hunter", and the predecessor of Iron Hands was called "Storm Walker", but the creation of three legions The process was deliberately concealed by the Emperor, and the origin of the Legion is unknown. They are Alpha, Space Wolves, and Salamanders. It is said that the positions of the three are: spies, military police, and black technology.)
The Space Wolves' gene-seed, while flawed, also endowed them with greater bestial abilities, including a super-sensitive sense of hearing and smell, and unparalleled ferocity in combat.

The red-haired warrior and Fu Qinghai, each holding a long sword, walked slowly around each other in the training cage.

"You know what, Aoyama."

The red-haired warrior suddenly spoke.

"Some legions are designed for management, such as the Ultramarines, some legions are designed for construction, such as the Imperial Fists, and some legions are designed for research and development, such as the Iron Hands and Salamanders... and Only we, the Space Wolves, are designed to kill, purely to kill."

The red-haired soldier's eyes were fixed on Fu Qinghai's, his steps were slow and steady, and he introduced word by word, his tone full of pride.

Fu Qinghai felt that he was locked on by a pair of hungry and bloodthirsty wolf eyes, but he didn't panic at all, he took a sword flower in his hand, and the steps under his feet changed suddenly, becoming chaotic and intricate, and stabbing with the tip of the sword , Go directly to the red-haired warrior.

"Ding!"

The two swords clashed, and the shoulders of the two were tightly pressed together.

The red-haired soldier and Fu Qinghai were almost face to face. He glared at Fu Qinghai and roared:
"Then, White Scar, tell me what you were designed to do!"

Fu Qinghai slammed into the red-haired warrior with a vicious headbutt, but was dodged by the cunning old wolf who had expected it.

"Cha-"

The fire sparks slid down, and the two separated.

Fu Qinghai said:

"You'll find out soon enough."

After speaking, pounce on again.

……

The Space Wolves deserve to be called the Space Vikings. They are ruthless in fights. They are per capita berserkers, but they are different from the dead-headed World Eaters. There are cunning tricks hidden under the barbaric appearance.

But who is Fu Qinghai (tactical retreat).

First of all, before his debut, he has fought all over the invincible fighters of the frigate of the Dagger. Leaving aside the battles between reincarnations, his first kill record after his debut is to single-handedly kill an enchanted warrior of the Word Bearers, a The company commander, and a chaotic fearless hell beast.

Although a little trick was used, a little bit.

Secondly, on the cruiser Sosaland, Fu Qinghai accepted the challenges from the trio of Ultramarines, and he did not lose the slightest bit.

In the end, Fu Qinghai was the closed disciple of the old man Hu Xian, Street Fighter, Iron Fist, VR fighter... In the arcade fighting universe, there are all kinds of fighting techniques of the school school, and people who can feed their hearts.

There was only one reason why Wo Kuotai sent Fu Qinghai to the Sosaland in the first place - Fu Qinghai was good at melee combat.

This kind of two legions meeting, exchanging and exchanging martial skills is really normal, but what Wo Kuotai expected, Fu Qinghai was provoked by the Ultramarines to make an appointment did not happen, everyone was exchanging ideas and learning from each other normally.

The Ultramarines are polite and well-bred, but with the rough and unruly Space Wolves, the expected provocation is exactly what it should be.

The verbal dispute is meaningless, the petty grievances between the two legions will eventually come down to a duel.

Fu Qinghai defeated the red-haired warrior for the third time, changing two weapons, and the last time was unarmed.

Fu Qinghai didn't care about the red-haired warrior lying on the floor hissing and panting, and turned his head to look outside the training cage:
"next."

next! ?

The space wolves watching outside the training cage were furious when they heard this.

Like a group of runaway huskies scrambling to squeeze into the training cage.

The second one was thrown away by Fu Qinghai.

The third one was knocked down by Fu Qinghai.

The fourth one was kicked over by Fu Qinghai.

The more Fu Qinghai fights, the more he feels it. The combat experience of previous reincarnations has left some traces in his body. He feels that his combat skills are becoming more and more refined, and his fighting consciousness is becoming more and more proficient.

"Close hand!"

Facing the seventh space wolf space soldier who walked in, Fu Qinghai decisively clasped his fists to stop.

After speaking, he ignored the other party's expression, turned around and walked out of the training cage.

"I'm tired, I'll continue playing tomorrow."

…………

　Thank you, let's hit the East every time, right?poison? ?First? ?king? ? ? , Sulfur Star Tailei, book friends 2021*4288, Xuan Jie, Xi Ji, all the names that come to mind have been taken up, Masque, lazy demon, the number of characters in the nickname is limited to 123, and a few book friends tipped.

The emperor and Leman Russ met for the first time, compared to eating and drinking, the emperor lost to Russ, only won the duel.

　
(End of this chapter)