Artificial Wizard Growth Log

Little white face?

Is this calling him?

I don't know how Pang Jiuzhou could see what he was thinking from his expressionless face, so he nodded and said, "That's right, I'm calling you, little boy, we still have a grudge to settle." .”

He smiled and took the knife in his hand. The training knife, which is lighter than steel but heavier than ordinary plastic, swirls around his fingers in a dizzying way, like a fluttering butterfly, and the arc light from the blade is the butterfly wing. The gold powder shaking off the top is so beautiful.

"There is a grudge," Xia Zuo nodded, "a thief."

A rhythm was not well grasped, and the knife almost flew out of Pang Jiuzhou's hand. Fortunately, he flipped his wrist and brought the knife under control again, and said a little depressed, "Hey, I'm not a thief."

Xia Zuo, who had been popularized by his sister, told Li Chaoge the whole story that day, and said seriously at this moment: "You are his accomplice."

"...If it's a man, it's a showdown!"

Because Xia Zuo's chest was getting more and more stuffy at this time because he had been targeting the wound during the battle with Hurt before, and the faint pain gradually became clearer, but after Pang Jiuzhou uttered provocative words, Xia Zuo didn't even think about it, and responded directly. Said: "Okay."

His heart also began to beat, and the scene of fighting with Pang Jiuzhou in the alley not long ago passed before his eyes.

Pang Kyushu suppressed the lazy look in his eyes, while the man-made man raised the tip of his knife.

"bring it on."

"bring it on."

The instructor held his whistle in his mouth: "Drip——"

The expressions of the students under the ring tensed.

Judging from the previous three games, this new transfer student is good at fast and violent attacks. His agile speed and tremendous strength make it hard to believe that he is an unawakened person. Only Hurt snatched it from him in the three games. First strike, Pang Kyushu's fighting style can be summed up in four words: come first, come first. The students who thought they knew a little about the attacks of both of them took it for granted that Xia Zuo would be the first to attack.

As a result, until the end of the long whistle, the two people on the ring remained silent.

They're still at loggerheads.

Keeping the starting posture, one person holds the knife obliquely in front of the chest, with the blade pointing to the ground, and the other stands upright, with the blade facing the opponent.

The nearly transparent force field barrier rippled regularly, and the two of them obviously didn't move, but the pressure was like a mountain pressing on everyone's hearts, one after another.

Only the instructor is not affected by the pressure, but he is also serious.

It is rare for a young man of this age to be able to confront so calmly.

Standing on two corners of the square arena with a diagonal line in between, the two breathed more and more slowly, and their chests did not rise and fall for a long time.

The difference was that small beads of sweat began to appear on the foreheads of the two of them, and it didn't take long for a layer to glisten under the light, and they didn't reach out to wipe it off.

All the people under the ring held their breath and dared not speak out.

That was obvious, Xia Zuo in the confrontation looked much paler than Pang Jiuzhou.

Xia Zuo was looking for the loopholes of Pang Kyushu, and 10 minutes had passed, but he didn't find a single loophole.

He felt a little anxious. He had lost a lot of physical strength in the previous fights, and the short 10-minute confrontation consumed even more physical strength than three fights. He was not very good at protracted battles. If he continued to delay, he would lose. Definitely him.

Don't want to lose.

I don't know where this idea came from, but, especially with this person, I don't want to lose.

His chest began to throb and ache, and the sweat on his forehead finally couldn't withstand the gradually increasing weight and slid down.

The coolness suddenly expanded on the surface of the eyeball, and Xia Zuo, who blinked physiologically, didn't wait for the opponent to see the opportunity to step forward, but gave it a go.

The students did guess correctly, it was Xia Zuo who made the move first.

The sword that pierced the air was trembling unceasingly, turning the shrill scream into a bloodthirsty roar, while the young sentinel raised the sword calmly and calmly. welcome.

Two identical knives passed by in mid-air, and the difference between the nearest points of the traces drawn was only one micron. The feeling of futility made the two of them feel tense, and they changed the direction of swinging the knives at the same time.

Still, pass by.

A fight seems to have been rehearsed in advance, even as if spending a lot of money to hire the best martial arts instructor, the movements of the two are so pleasing to the eye, and you come and go in such a tacit understanding, attacking, cutting, waving, blocking, Retreating and advancing, the rhythm is completely in line, and the moves are predictable. Rather than saying that the two are fighting, it is better to say that they are dancing a palace waltz.

Of course, only the two on the ring felt that way.

In the eyes of everyone in the arena, the two were swinging their knives precisely and defending precisely, one attacked directly and violently, and the other quietly occupied the other half of the attack.

Evenly matched.

Evenly matched with Pang Kyushu!

Where did this unawakened ordinary person come from, such a weird pervert?

No matter how you look at it, the man Li Daolin's genes can't be mutated into this ghostly appearance? !

Everyone roared in their hearts a series of words that were extremely impolite to the vice president of the Federation. If Li Daolin was the guide, they would have been sneezing by this time.

The two knives clashed again, and the two separated instantly, looking at each other from a distance.

Hahaha.

Panting for breath, Pang Kyushu thought, it had been a long time since he had fought so happily.

He quickly put aside all the awkwardness and wiped off the sweat on his face. The sentinel laughed and said, "Although I fought against each other last time, I didn't expect you, little boy, to be so powerful."

Xia Zuo, who was panting harder than him, didn't pick up his words, Pang Jiuzhou continued: "Hey, who did you learn to fight from?"

"...Self-taught."

Everyone in the arena felt that this answer was a lie, but Pang Jiuzhou didn't think so. He laughed smartly: "So he is a genius, really good."

"..."

How did you come to this conclusion?

The artificial man thought suspiciously, but did not notice that the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

The extremely shallow and extremely shallow smile made Pang Kyushu stunned for a moment, and found that he began to recall his ideal type in adolescence again.

His smile is much wider.

"Come again?"

"Come again."

***

The fourth battle ended in an unexpected way for everyone in the [-]th Universe Sentinel Squad.

The first one who couldn't hold on was Xia Zuo who was physically weak and injured, but it was Pang Kyushu who gave up.

He withdrew his knife a second before he was about to cut open the gray-haired teenager's carotid artery, then snapped off the plastic knife and shouted: "I admit defeat——"

He dragged on the three words for a long time, and the lazy tone made people irritated.

A group of people dropped their jaws in shock, but the instructor was very familiar with his behavior, and asked in the same mood, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, yes, sir."

The instructor nodded, opened the force field barrier, and let him out.

Pang Kyushu first threw the broken plastic knife at Hurt's feet—Squad Leader Hurt's entire face was distorted in anger—the sentinel who casually attracted hatred was about to step down when he heard Xia Zuo's faint voice behind him .

"You think I can't beat you?"

Pang Jiuzhou was stunned, and after a while he said, "I..."

"I understand."

Pang Kyushu: "..."

Wait you don't understand anything.

He wanted to explain something, but felt that the crowd hadn't said anything, and the instructor was urging him to step down with disgusted eyes, so he could only swallow his words back.

Staring Pang Kyushu off the stage, the instructor shouted, "Who else?"

No one dared to step forward.

The instructor yelled three times in a row but got no response, so he signaled Xia Zuo, who was standing on the ring with a willpower, to step down.

"Originally, you have already violated the discipline of the examination room by initiating a round of battle today, but the last one was quite exciting." The opponents in the first four games ignored by the instructor were not very good, "So no matter how many points you continue to assess later, Xia Xing Mr. Zuo's score will be five points higher than the highest score between you, do you have any objection?"

"How can there be any opinions?"

Pang Kyushu, who was smiling and talking, was stared at by everyone.

... It's fine for the others to stare at him, but why does the boy stare at him?

In the following time, he was still resentful, and the smile on his face also subsided, and the few people who summarized the restarted assessment as his opponents trembled with fright.

During this period, Xia Zuo was sitting on the rest chair outside the field. A girl from the medical team brought him water with salt and glucose and clean towels because he had seen his outstanding performance before. Xia Zuo, who kept Li Chaoge's advice in mind, thanked him , drank the inhuman-tasting water in one gulp under the girl's adoring eyes.

Pang Jiuzhou in the arena glanced over, and absent-mindedly increased the strength of his fist.

The opponent who took the hit almost vomited blood and was carried away by the medical team.

Therefore, the result of this day's combat assessment was that Xia Zuo was the first with 99 points, and Pang Jiuzhou was the second with 94 points.

Hurt, who worked hard at home for a month, only finished third.

Not to mention the gloomy gaze that Hurt looked at the two after the assessment, he found that his mind was occupied by the little boy, and Pang Kyushu patted his head and left the training room.

Xia Zuo didn't see him in the cafeteria.

Fortunately, the rich and colorful food culture of human beings is enough to comfort the artificial man's bad mood. The girl from the medical team has been following him and introducing what is best and what can't be ordered in the cafeteria.

Although Xia Zuo didn't respond, he listened carefully to what she said, and then keenly heard the name of the food that Pang Jiuzhou ordered for him the day before among the dishes that could not be ordered.

That person really has bad intentions for him, Xia Zuo thought.

After eating, Xia Zuo thanked the girls of the medical team seriously.

The guide girl of the medical team froze for a few seconds, then suddenly covered her mouth and laughed.

"Mr. Xia Zuo is a good man."

"..."

I always feel that this sentence has some unusual meaning.

On the way back to his dormitory, the android boy was thinking about this question.

Then at the door of the dormitory, he saw Pang Jiuzhou leaning against the wall with a cigarette in his mouth.

Even though he was wearing a serious military school uniform, this man had a bohemian and bossy aura about him.

"Yo," Pang Jiuzhou greeted, "I thought you would bring a girl back."

"..."

Pang Jiuzhou who didn't get a response threw Xia Zuo a small bottle.

Xia Zuo took it, and saw [Yunnan Baiyao, 500-year-old brand, dedicated to treating bruises] written on the bottle, then he looked up, and saw the sentinel go out from the window at the end of the corridor.

"..."

What is this man here for?