mechanical court

The sharp air blade soaring into the sky rolled into the sky with a deep roar, and the wind beam split into translucent blades in the middle of the journey, which changed the expression of Ivan who was rushing straight, and set off jet-shaped golden flames with both hands, and slammed into the sky. The incoming wind blade.

boom--!

The golden flame and the air blade collided head-on, collapsing and exploding at the same time. Ivan's figure penetrated directly through the explosion cloud, smashed through the tumbling airflow and continued to move forward—like a burning golden meteorite, dragging out a shining light trail on the flat ground, Hit the place where the swordsman was standing.

laugh--!

The purple light in the swordsman's eyes was burning fiercely, and upon seeing this, he swung his sword again to strike—the darting flash of the sword awakened the still air, and the narrow sword cut towards the target in front of him like lightning, and the huge wind pressure almost made the air They all solidified, emitting pieces of dazzling white light.

At this moment, all the spectators watching the game through the screen couldn't help squinting their eyes and opening their mouths wide to look at this terrifying sword——looking at the slanted sharp sword light, breaking through the obstruction of the airflow, separating one side of the narrow The vacuum layer swept out.

A flash.

The eyes of the audience are all closed.

In the dazzling broken light that roared endlessly, Ivan appeared and disappeared like a swimmer going against the waves, as if he might be swallowed by the stormy waves.He resisted the berserk air wave and fully released the light energy in his body. The flames of his right fist accumulated into a small golden sun, and he punched forward violently.

boom--!

The flame exploded and swelled. Could it be that the slanted sword light wrapped in air was like a river rolling backwards, and was smashed back by this punch.

"I won!"

After Yiwen punched out, another punch was ready to go, and his figure jumped straight in front of his opponent, aiming at the chest as a heavy blow without hesitation.

boom--!

A golden pillar of fire spewed out from the peak of his fist, like magma erupting from a volcano, and the opponent disappeared in an instant—but at this moment, he didn't feel the real feeling of hitting the target.

"Afterimage!?"

When he locked onto his opponent's figure again, the third wave of staggered slashing strikes was already reflected in the black eyes. The black sword blocked all angles around it and tore apart in an instant. In an instant, the entire space was covered with slender and sharp sword light. .

Om-!

When the cyan-purple light arc burst into dazzling light, Yiwen suddenly realized that all the opponent's previous attacks were false moves.The only reason why the opponent did this was to appear in this position in the arena, and then release a decisive blow.

Chong——!

When the bluish-purple glare extending from the edge of the blade burst out half the distance, it suddenly bloomed like a flower, and the slashes were layered from back to front, presenting a circular distribution up and down.Immediately, with the opponent's body as the center, it scattered into an airtight spherical sword field, as if a sphere was completely woven with shiny lines, and it was just buckled upside down on the surface of the ring.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!

On the arena where the two were fighting, a series of dense explosions suddenly came out. The overlapping sword lights wove into a hunting net, which spun and drew inward. It was a dancing butterfly, covering Yiwen's figure inside, violently strangling him.

Boom boom boom boom!

Only half of the arena was razed to the ground in the blink of an eye under the tumbling and circling sword light. The steel bars and concrete foundation were cut and shattered by the fine sword light, and instantly dissipated into an exploding white smoke.

Bang bang bang bang!

In the center of the well-defined sword net, Yiwen's figure flickered and moved like a ghost, his arms were opened and closed, and his steps were indistinct.A series of sharp golden light traces spread from his fingertips, turning into water-like shining silk threads, and each thread hitting the sword light would bring out a sharp and dazzling shattered light.

During this process, the layers of circular diffused sword light became increasingly blurred, and deep in the core of the shattered light burst, the fine sword net was gradually engulfed by golden threads.The speed of the spherical sword field's rotation became slower and slower, and the speed of its collapse also became faster and faster.A series of vacuum belts tearing the air flow are distributed and suspended in the space, making the battlefield where the two are fighting is like an undercurrent surging under the sea.

"Hs...hs..."

At this time, Yiwen's pupils had turned into a dazzling molten gold, and the speed of cutting with his fingers became more and more fierce. With his body as the center, circles of shattered light spread outward like a torrent.

"ended!"

After Jian Guang, who was going forward, was cut out of a gap by him, Yiwen suddenly retracted his arms, and his figure spun and fell down.The legs are bifurcated like riding a horse, and the back sinks downward with the falling force. After the force is poured into the ground, it spins into the two feet, passes through the knees, waist, hips, and back, and finally condenses into a point and pours into the right fist. The light energy accumulated to the limit is also released in an instant!

boom--!

A beam of molten golden light with a faint metallic luster swept towards the sky obliquely. This heavy blow from the inside out shattered the entire spherical sword field that blocked him into pieces.The beam of light with a radius of several meters is like a giant gun, fiercely sweeping across the sky, piercing through a rotating circular shock wave.The huge power fluctuations were like a hurricane, and the swordsman who was forced to show his figure was blown away at once, like a light leaf blown away by a strong wind.

The continuous buzzing sound of the aftermath directly interrupted and covered up the screams of the onlookers, and they couldn't hear what they were shouting at all.

Chi-chi-!

There was a flash of phantom in the smoke and dust, followed by a few flashes of sword light, and the two figures staggered and separated again - the swordsman stood expressionlessly on the ruins of the ring, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, staring intently at him. brunette warrior.

"..."

Ivan also stared at his opponent with full attention, the breath in his chest roared continuously, his right eye blinked slightly, and a deep bone-deep sword wound in the corner of his eye healed instantly --- it was like a sharp blade crossing the surface of a lake, with light and shadow, but nothing leave no trace.

"You were actually able to bear my special attack head-on, only slightly injured and healed quickly... I have to admit, you are the stronger in every respect." The swordsman lowered his head, sighed and pulled back Sword, holding the hilt with his right hand and throwing it upwards, instantly put the sharp sword into its sheath.

"Are you planning to admit defeat!?" Ivan looked at him warily.

"No, the battle is over." The swordsman shook his head slightly, and at the same time easily twisted his neck, then pointed to the ground where the opponent stood, and said in a tone of conspiracy:

"You are indeed stronger than me, but right now I am inside the ring and you are outside the ring. Judging by the rules of the game, you must have lost!"

"..."

Ivan suddenly looked down at the ground where he was standing, and found that he had indeed just left the scope of the ring, and his eyes full of fighting spirit suddenly collapsed.

one-one-one-one

Late at night, Fighter's apartment.

Ivan walked through the corridor with a gloomy expression, scanning the night view of the city passing by the window from the corner of his eyes, and walked towards his temporary residence without saying a word.After scanning his identity information at the door, he opened the door and walked into the hall, only to find that Shamir and Karenz hadn't returned, and they seemed to be working overtime to accumulate points.

He went back to the room and took a change of clothes, and went to the bathroom, ready to take a good shower to wash away the bad luck.

Opening the bathroom door of the bathroom, he stopped and looked around, and found a few pieces of women's clothing scattered on the ground.He leaned over to pick up a bra, scanned the slightly exaggerated curvature of the bra, and compared it with the shape of Shamir's chest in his mind, and determined that it was the other's underwear.

"She actually left her clothes here... Are all her underwear disposable? How rich and willful!" He sighed and picked up these clothes, and then threw them into the changing basket in the corner.Then he closed the door casually, and then poured clean water into the bathtub made of frosted stones, and the person walked under the shower to open the water valve, and began to clean his hair.

Whoa-!

The cold water rushed out first, then continued to flow, the clear water gradually warmed up, and white mist slowly rose in the bathroom.

"Huh... so cool!"

Ivan stood under the water flow, letting the warm water drip from his hair, and his tense skin and muscles were slowly relaxed under the washing of the warm water.Hot water poured on the back, flowed to the feet along the muscle texture, and washed away the salt stains accumulated after the sweat evaporated.

"This mixed martial arts competition not only competes in strength, but also luck and brains. The reason why I lost to that swordsman today is because I was only focused on fighting him in the end, and forgot that the preliminaries will be held in the ring."

He tilted his head back, let the hot water run over his face, and soaked his hair well.

"It doesn't matter. If you lose a game, you can lose a game. Anyway, my points have already accumulated to 82, and I can qualify for the qualifying game." Thinking of this, Yi Wen stretched out his hand and rubbed his face vigorously, and then blew lightly. whistle.

"The outcome of the battle is of course very important, but we must not forget my original intention of participating in the competition! The title of King of Fighters is optional, and the championship has no real meaning, but no matter what, we must use this opportunity to condense the soul fire." Yi Wen closed He closed his eyes and felt his mental strength at this time, and found that it was slightly higher than before.

"The realm of fighters really needs to be fully communicated with fellow fighters to improve! As long as I condense the soul fire here, coupled with the knowledge stored in the memory chip, I will be able to play chess alive! I will return to the sea in the future Bolunxing, even if you can't beat Elle Romeo, you can still stand up to her!" Ivan closed the water valve, wiped off the water stains on his face, stepped directly into the pool and lay down.