Chapter 165

Lu Chen is always willing to show his best to good opponents.

Hughes, who had been advancing in the dark, stopped. After Longhua, his sharper intuition warned him not to continue to approach. The result of this breakthrough may be death.

Another reason why he stopped was that the boss's voice came from his built-in headset, telling him that the task was over and he could retreat.

There is a small alchemy bomb buried in the spine of his body. At the same time, it also has the function of monitoring his vital signs. It can feed back his various states to the boss. At this time, the boss obviously realized that he might not be able to win his opponent and didn't want him to continue taking risks.

But... You clearly say that Lu Chen's blood plays a vital role in the road of God sealing and is an indispensable part of the great cause. Do you give up so easily?

Hughes knows better than anyone that the surface priority of this task is not high, but in fact, the seven sins in the boss's heart are not as good as Lu Chen's active blood!

He sighed softly in his heart.

I am already your highest combat power. If I can't do it, who else can present this gift for you?

The atmosphere in the ruins battlefield suddenly calmed down. Hughes and Lu Chen stood still. After the blood burst, one side was accumulating strength to give the opponent a chance to move. The other side extended his hand to the back of his neck, embedded his claw in a certain part, and pulled out a small bottle connected with the line.

There is serum in the small bottle, and their mixed blood lineage is not zero risk. Too high dragon degree still has the risk of making them lose their mind, and their mind and ideas will be completely transformed into dragon.

With the further rise of blood, the strength went deep into his bone marrow, but it was not completely controlled.

In the process of strengthening, the friar stared at the young man and remembered the past for some reason.

When he was a child, he was sold to the Middle East by human traffickers. Later, he was called up as a boy scout. He went to the battlefield to fight against the hail of bullets from the age of nine.

At that time, he woke up and found that the world sometimes slowed down in his eyes. Later, he realized that he could become faster.

He woke up, and in a flash, it was a voice suitable for the gunman.

He has been active in the battlefield of the Middle East for ten years with the advantage of blood. At that time, he was numb and had no pursuit.

He did not retaliate against the organization that trained him, nor did he hate the trafficker who sold him, because he was numb.

What if you kill those people? He still has to fight on the battlefield. He doesn't know where to go.

For him, life is a battlefield. After leaving the battlefield, he doesn't know how to live. He also hears how interesting life is in a peaceful country, but he is inexplicably afraid. He doesn't dare to leave his psychological comfort circle.

Until that time, when he finished a battle in the Cyprus desert, all his teammates died and all his traffic vehicles were destroyed. He walked alone for three days. When he was more than ten kilometers away from the road, he sat in the shadow of sandstone and suddenly didn't want to go.

He doesn't think it's interesting.

So hard to survive, for what?

Just when his mouth was dry and his tongue cracked and he was about to fall asleep, he heard the sound of the propeller. He opened his eyes and saw a man in a luxurious suit walking towards him. It was the boss.

"Are you thirsty?"

The boss asked him.

He nodded vaguely.

"It's really sunny here."

The boss sighed and opened a bag of popsicles. After breaking it off, he sent the side with mouth to the entrance. With a comfortable sucking, his locked eyebrows opened, as if he was in supreme enjoyment at the moment.

Then the boss reached out and handed the remaining half of the popsicle to himself, "blueberry flavor, very good. One in hot weather is great. Have a try."

Perhaps because he was curious about the food he had never tried, or his instinctive desire to survive, he took over the half of the popsicle. The cool feeling of the popsicle penetrated his hand and spread to his whole body. Although he hadn't eaten it yet, he seemed to feel that it was not so hot and unbearable.

His hands trembled and sent the stick ice into the mouth. At first, he was careful and weak to bite and suck. When the ice entered the mouth and penetrated into the body along the esophagus, his whole person was awake for a few minutes, and the cells of his whole body seemed to be cheering.

It was cheering for the recovery of life, but also for the delicious food he had never tasted. He had fought day after day with only marching dry food and boiled water.

The desire to survive and the delicious Popsicle made him suck madly. Until the end, there was still a little left in the plastic soft shell. He didn't want to let go of this rare delicacy. He raised his head and sucked the last drop of juice, feeling that the whole was alive.

Now looking back, what he said to Alice seemed to deviate. At first, he wanted to suck up the popsicle ice just because he thought it was delicious.

After sucking the popsicle, he felt that he had regained some strength. The boss held out his hand to him, "delicious? In fact, there are many delicious and delicious things in the world, which can't be realized on the battlefield. Instead of lying here waiting to die, it's better to see this wonderful world with me?"

He grabbed each other's hand and got on the plane with his boss.

After that, he successfully evolved and became what the boss called a hybrid monarch. Over the years, he has enjoyed eating, drinking and occasionally working, but he is also carefree and happy.

The boss realized his promise, took himself out of the comfort zone of his heart and let himself see a broader world.

But... Until now, he found that some words were true. Childhood really had a great impact on a person. It turned out that what he missed most was the time when he fought on the battlefield, shuttling through the cracks of death in the face of bullets and bullets, making him feel that he was really alive.

After a long absence, he found that feeling again, the feeling of being alive.

Besides... A man should keep his word. I said I would bring Lu Chen's blood to you before departure.

Your promises have been fulfilled, and I don't want to lose the chain

Alice looked at Hughes in surprise, because the ghost effect of the other party was relieved, and he stood opposite Lu Chen!

The sea breeze blew across Hughes's face covered with keel, and then blew the broken hair in front of the young man's forehead. The invisible air machine in the field rose and fell, and finally returned to calm.

Lu Chen looked at Hughes, who had relieved the effect of spirit invisibility, and grinned: "this is like a man."

After that, he stepped on his left foot with his horizontal knife slightly in front of him. The steel plate covered with sand and stone under his feet sank slightly. The snowy blade was cold and clear under the sunlight, "attack with all your strength..."

The voice fell, the Dragon Wings of Hughes fanned, and the strong wind suddenly changed the direction of the sea wind. The trees behind him were bent, the earth under his feet collapsed, and the harsh sound detonated the whole audience. The two small Taidao became the phantom light of the cross under the rapid advance.

Not far away, at a loss, Alice couldn't see Hughes's figure at all, but just slowed down for a moment, almost at the same time, the young man's figure also disappeared in place, and the smoke and dust filtered back in a ring due to the strong wind. This is the peak duel of the super fast!

In the world that only both sides can see clearly, Lu Chen's chest rises high because of inhaling a large amount of oxygen, and the abdominal muscles are tight, which is reminiscent of granite. The strength of his legs is transmitted upward, and the muscles of his arms are swollen again. The pressure is so great that the bones of the teenager are crying.

Dual bloodline, blood burst, fifth level King Kong.

320% power increase!

The handle of the snowy knife also made a groaning sound. Although it was almost the best alchemical knife in the ice cellar except heixuan, the power poured on it at this moment exceeded 100 tons!

The ice blue blade draws a beautiful arc in the air. The alchemy field should have brought extremely cold flying snow, but there is no such elegant difference around. The ice blue blade brings white water vapor, which is the collision between the physical law and the alchemy field. The extremely cold caused by the snow alchemy field condenses water vapor, and the extremely fast friction between the blade and the air brings high temperature. The cold ice meets the hot, It turns into a misty mist.

This crosscutting is a combination of strength, speed, skill and skill. It seems that it can cut off all obstacles in front of it. Even the mountains should be split!

Battlefield flow Sabre technique. Work together!

Lu Chen studied and adapted the sabre technique from the magic weapon record of the Millennium school. According to the old leader, this Sabre technique is derived from the joint work in myths and legends. It is determined to be powerful, invincible and forge ahead!

Even if the front is Buzhou mountain, you should cut it down with the momentum of cutting it!

Sting——

The dazzling sparks lit up and flashed out in an instant. The two small Taidao handed over with the snow and separated under absolute violence.

In the final look at each other, Hughes's eyes were a little crazy. It was obvious that he had begun to be seriously eroded by the dragon blood. In this state, even if he had no firm goal, the belligerence brought by the Dragon gene could not allow him to shrink back in the face of the enemy.

Lu Chen and Hughes passed by in a wrong way. The high heat generated by the friction between the snow and the incision made the blood rise like fog. In the gradually decreasing speed, the cold field dominated again, and the blood fog condensed into red ice flowers and fell on the young man's shoulder.

Lu Chen waved his knife and shook his blood. A head in keel armor was still in the air, "... And then he died without regret."

Then he stopped looking at the fallen Hughes behind him and looked at Alice standing in the tree in the distance.

At this moment, Alice, who was watched, felt as if she had returned to her childhood before she woke up. When she was sightseeing on the grassland, she met a stray lion. She felt her hands and feet were cold. She couldn't even jump down and escape. She froze.

The boy didn't advance by leaps and bounds, but walked towards her step by step on the soil among the ruins, but she couldn't move.

She was suppressed by the majesty of the God of war, which filled the world. Her red gold eyes had a boring killing opportunity. It seemed that the comer was just dealing with a small matter and preparing to crush an insect.

For a moment, Alice laughed wildly, "this is the president of the lion heart. I'm fake... Fake..."

Lu Chen looked at Alice coldly, "gaid Valencia, amputation of both legs, welf sheen, total paralysis."

Alice looked down at the boy who came under the tree. "What are you talking about?"

The boy jumped up and landed lightly behind the tree. The bloody ice flowers were pulled up in the air. Alice's figure fell from the tree to the ground and made a dull noise.

"The names of the two commissioners you attacked."

Lu Chen said faintly, waving the knife and shaking blood, and put the knife into the scabbard.

He always keeps his promise, but only if the person who makes the agreement with him doesn't change his mind.

Now he wanted to collect the "key fragments of the throne", and Alice hurt his people again. In any way, he had no reason to let each other go.

At the end of the war, he was relieved of the state of violent blood, and he did not feel the weakness he felt after the last war with Eden.

Hughes has strong strength and troublesome speech and spirit, but his strength is too small. It doesn't need to consume too much power to unload his strength to fight him.

It's different to fight Eden. If he adjusts improperly, fails to unload and bears the full strength of the other party in each collision, he may never stand up again if he is photographed on the wall.

But not that Hughes was much worse. He finally broke out with all his strength, and Hughes also turned into a very deep state. After using it for a moment, they were at least equal in the field of speed, which was definitely much faster than the "bulky" Eden.

Therefore, the self-confidence of these people is not without reason. People with such strength are almost equivalent to a second generation, and it is understandable that they act a little more rampant.

Unfortunately, I chose the wrong opponent.

He looked at Hughes's body again... Maybe he was with the wrong person.

He took out the snow and checked it. Looking at the two cracks on the blade, he was distressed. He had to go back and ask the vice president to help him repair it. He didn't want to run to the equipment department.

He waved into the air and knew that the college people should be watching the battle through satellites. He didn't want to swim back.

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On a luxury cruise ship in the Pacific Ocean, there is a room with extravagant decoration.

The man sat on the sofa with a glass of red wine in his hand, looked at the satellite live on the big screen, and then pressed the touch pad at hand to turn off the live.

The battle is over.

"Boss, Hughes, he..."

The woman standing by looked at the man sitting there uneasily. The man had no expression and could not see happiness and anger.

Hughes is really the boss's best player at present, so the always cold man ordered Hughes to turn back, but she didn't expect that Hughes, who has always been loyal and obedient, didn't listen to the instructions!

She knew that the boss cared more about whether his subordinates were obedient than whether they were strong or not. Hughes obviously resisted orders, but she couldn't figure out why Hughes didn't hesitate to disobey the boss's orders and risked a war with Lu Chen?

Without the hope of getting the other party's active blood, what Hughes did was meaningless and could not create value for the boss.

The man was silent for a few seconds and raised his glass faintly, "to Hughes."

Then drink up the wine in the glass.

"Boss, we..."

The woman asked for instructions.

The boss waved his hand, "forget it, there has been a lot of noise recently. Don't interfere with that thing. It's OK to put it in the college first. I'll get it when necessary."

Then he looked at the closed big screen. No one knew what he was thinking.