mechanical court

After the limit of the state improvement, Ivan's eyes were fixed, he gritted his teeth suddenly, his center of gravity sank, his legs were split and firmly planted on the ground, the muscles of his whole body squirmed, and his whole body immediately swelled outward like a blow.The big blue and black tendons bulged like snakes, spread all over the surface of the skin, and looked like thick wires and pipes, seeping out the raging flames.

Since transformation cannot be used in the King of Fighters competition, he is trying his best to strengthen his normal physique to adapt to the continuous battles of future masters.Because the Sun Jinjing was born with this kind of performance, Ivan slightly modified the output mode of light energy, and has already figured out a combat technique called violent energy.In this state of high energy consumption, his explosive power is 50.00% stronger than usual, and he can instantly release all nirvana including Jiaoyalong Killing Fist without charging in advance.

one-one-one-one

One hundred times the gravity, minus one hundred degrees in an extreme environment.

Boom—boom——!

Yiwen's figure shrouded in the golden flames shook half a step, and thunder continued between fists and fists. His body moved forward at a high speed with the shadow of the fist. Looking from bottom to top, it was directly elongated afterimages rampaging in the space .The strength of the whole body is condensed into a line, every movement is tight and coherent, every movement of stepping and punching can just use up all the potential energy of the whole body.

The two arms stretched and stabbed like lightning, and the legs followed closely into thunder. The speed of the figure's rushing and stopping changed from slow to fast, and the roaring vibration of the ballista became faster and faster.Every movement seems to be able to shake the air on the surface of the body, naturally making a rumbling sound.Whether it was fists hitting the empty air in front of him, or legs alternately stepping on the frosty ground, the voices they made became deeper and more powerful, and the initial sharpness and aggression disappeared.

With the passage of time, the flames that originally enveloped Ivan's body were now only left with a thin film of light, which set him off like a pure gold sculpture.

Boom—boom——!

The 'Golden Statue' punched in half a step, followed by his hand, and punched down steadily, the movements became slower and slower, but the momentum of coercion became more and more aggressive.Every time he exhaled, he could heat the air up and down, and indistinctly, tiny sparks flickered like ethereal fireworks.

boom--!

Yiwen exhaled slightly, took continuous steps and then rushed forward, his figure stagnated instantly with a big stride, his right hand was holding the flame and swinging towards his left shoulder.The air around the claws seems to be firmly absorbed by a force from the inside out, and the palm is used as the sticking point to quickly gather inward. The dense golden flame becomes thicker and thicker, and soon condenses into a round Burning high-temperature photosphere.

Vacuum scorching hot——!

The moment the high-temperature light sphere shrank into a flash of light, Ivan suddenly sank his waist and twisted his hips, and stomped again, holding the condensed light spot with his right hand and sweeping across the void like a long whip.

boom--!

The golden flames that had shrunk to the extreme exploded at this moment, forming a curved flame impact, and the air was instantly distorted—the light energy bombarded the void with extreme precision, compressing the air infinitely and drawing it inward, and the entire training room instantly Brightened by fire.

Boom--!

After the explosion like a high-explosive bomb, all the ice chips in the extreme training room fell off, and under the traction of the shock wave, the spilled ice particles scattered like snowflakes in the space.When it touched the wall or the ground, it was a cloud of white smoke-like steam gas, and soon, the entire extreme training room was covered with a thick layer of steam.

After the steam expanded and covered the entire space, it immediately began to move without wind, spinning around his body rapidly.The entire air seemed to be shrouded by an invisible force field, with tiny ice particles floating faintly in the air, and the center where these airflows gathered——was the singularity of the flame explosion.

"call……"

In the depths of the dense fog, Ivan retracted his posture and sprayed a white steam arrow from his mouth.The steam force is like a materialized sharp sword. After concentrating on the ground, it directly pokes a little dent on the high-strength anti-seismic alloy.After exhausting his breath in one breath, the muscles all over his body slowly wriggled and gradually calmed down. The thick blue and black tendons were hidden in the muscles, and the light film covering the skin was simultaneously extinguished.

Within two or three seconds, from a burly metal statue, it returned to its original posture.

"Physical adjustments have been prepared, and it's time to set off."

As Ivan said, he reached out and stretched his five fingers, and flicked his nails naturally, and immediately made a crisp sound of interlaced impact of cold and hard alloys, just like the touch sound of blades clashing, sharp and cold.

"But before that, it seems necessary to inform someone." He stared at his fingertips, his eyes flickering slightly.

Chapter 179 Invitation

Space City, by the central lake.

The wave light of Qingquan Lake seems to be the reflection of washed gold. All the light and shadows on the lake surface are shaken into gold and gemstones by it, shining in the broken light full of wealth and romance.The green belts surrounding the lake are layered at intervals, and are sequentially divided into interconnected scenic spots by streets.In densely populated places, buskers wearing white gloves and gowns and playing musical instruments can be seen everywhere.Sweet or impulsive notes are floating everywhere, and the sound of water, cruise ships, music, and reflections merge into a poetic scene.

Under the man-made drizzle, in the gap between two unmanned shops, No. [-] was sitting alone in the shadow.He was wearing a blue-collar uniform that can be seen everywhere, curled up with his hands around his knees, and isolated himself from the noisy and frolicking crowd.Staying between the two walls seems to be guarding the whole world.

He is the black glove of the governor's mansion, and he directly obeys the governor himself. After the death of governor Daryl, he became an abandoned son who no one cares about.However, because he had never joined the Mostima camp, No. [-] was considered innocent after a comprehensive investigation and interrogation by the prosecution, and was acquitted in court.

This accident was also a major accident in his entire life.

The newly formed Governor's Office did not recognize him, and his former colleagues were sentenced or exiled one after another. The FBI did not know his details and did not pay enough attention to him.Having lost the living environment in the past, and the world in front of him is incompatible with him, Number Zero became a lonely wanderer in a daze.

Accustomed to obeying orders, he couldn't adapt to the new life, so he could only follow the common sense in the past, and came to Qingquan Lake with the most abundant food and water resources.

"..."

As usual, after eating the free food distributed by the Blue Truth Church, Zero returned to his 'residence' and started to daze again.

Across the street is a clothing store, where tourists and local tycoons spend a lot of money.Next to the clothing store is a high-end restaurant, men and women in elegant and fashionable clothes are clinking glasses frequently, the soft and flickering lights reflect the pure red wine in the wine glass, and the melodic orchestral music is passed through the wall to No. [-]'s ear.

The reason why Number Zero likes to stay here in a daze is that he likes the music in the restaurant all day long. When his heart beats with the melody, he has a real sense of being alive.As he hoped, when the time approached noon, the melody of the music became serene and soothing, gradually relaxing his mind.

I don't know how long it took, when the music looped to the second section, a steady and regular sound of footsteps broke the connection between Number Zero and the music.Demonstrating a unique sense of presence, passing through the busy streets, as if he came here on a special trip, he stopped in front of him:

"I wasted a few hours of searching the whole city, so I'm hiding here alone." The voice that impressed No. [-] came from his ears. The voice was silent, but it shattered his personal world like a thunderbolt.

"..."

Ivan stood between the two walls, looking down at Number Zero who was curled up in the shadows. There was a trace of golden light in the dark pupils, which made people feel indifferent and full of unique majesty from a distance.

"It's you……"

The moment Zero returned to the real world, he raised his head and recognized the identity of the person in front of him.The bitter battle at the Liddyville Hotel seemed to be a turning point in his life. Before that, his life was as calm as stagnant water. After that, a series of changes came one after another, interrupting what he thought would last forever. daily life.

When they met for the first time, it was a deadly battle when they first met. Now they met for the second time, and neither of them had obvious fighting intentions.

"I don't want to fight, let's go." Zero lowered his head, ignoring the other party's existence.

"I don't want to fight either, I just hope to see more shining points from you." Ivan didn't directly express his intention, but looked at his body and asked curiously:

"Why do you stay in such a ghostly place? With your ability, even if you work for a consortium, you can live a life far beyond ordinary people."

"..."

Number Zero curled up on the spot with his arms around his knees, his eyes were full of confusion, and he didn't seem to intend to leave, nor did he intend to stand up and talk normally.

"You were born with the shackles Daryl gave you, so you are used to living in shackles. Even if the master dies and regains your freedom, you still miss the shackles... Is that the case?" Ivan looked at him. The eyes hidden under Liu Hai, while speaking, gradually raised the tone:

"Is your life dominated by others? Have you never thought about living for yourself?"

"free?"

Zero raised his head thoughtfully, looked into those dark eyes, and confided in his heart: "No, I enjoy the freedom now, but this is not what I want most. I don't know... What I long for, and I don’t know the meaning of living.”

"This kind of illusory thing, you can find it slowly."

After Ivan figured out his mental state, he took out an invitation letter for a mixed martial arts competition from his arms, and threw it on the ground in front of the opponent:

"If you are used to swords and shadows and cannot return to your normal life, I suggest you come here to find them. I plan to participate in this mixed martial arts competition. You may be interested in it. I didn't see your magical skills last time. Hope to see you shine on the field this time.”

"Mixed Martial Arts Competition?"

Zero stared blankly at the invitation letter, staring at a line of golden characters on the invitation letter, his originally empty eyes suddenly burst into brilliance, scanning the invitation letter over and over again:

"Fighting skills, fighting, blood..."

"How is it, are you interested?"