Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 106 Retreat and Advance
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The large raindrops are almost connected into a line, and thousands of hazy water curtains float from the high clouds to the land full of buildings, which can be said to be the best interpretation of the rainstorm.

The rainfall in Xinma Port in the next three days is mainly light rain and showers. Even if the rainfall in the three days is concentrated, if it falls on such a grand scale, it will probably not take an hour. Fall down.

On the roof of a six-story commercial building in the distance, dozens of black umbrellas with alloy skeletons are clustered together. Leopold is under the umbrella, looking at the scene on the base.

His translator, a middle-aged man who also had the duties of a staff member, was trying to make his voice clearer amidst the sound of rain.

"Yan Zhen's actions are very fast, and they have already held a press conference. In this current city, there are only a handful of people who are still brave enough to stop them in time."

"In terms of combat power, we are definitely not the most prominent group among these people, so we can instead wait, take advantage of this contempt, and wait for the right time..."

Leopold quietly watched the convoy of Situ Dianluo and Harald approaching the base.

The raindrops hit those vehicles, splashing countless finer water droplets, as if covering each vehicle with a layer of intense and active water mist.

He remembered the day when Yandu and Guan Luoyang had a decisive battle, and a few hours before the official start of the battle, it also rained.

At that time, Leopold didn't care about the rain at all. He knew that when the two men fought, the victory was far beyond that of the rain.

However, when the battle really started and ended, Leopold was dazzled by it, but at the same time, he couldn't help feeling a kind of emptiness that couldn't be explained to others.

It is true that in that battle, the destructive power displayed by the two people was strong enough, but it seemed that their vitality was not as firm, tenacious, and unshakable as Leopold expected.

At least, Yandu is like this.

This strong man who impressed Leopold deeply, when he died, it would not be so earth-shattering and echoing.

When people are killed, they die.

No matter who you are, what position you have, how many schemes you have, whether you are active or passive, whether you are a strong man in power or a master in force, if you are careless for a moment, or take a wrong step, you will be close to death.

"What a big rain, much bigger than that one."

Leopold suddenly interrupted his staff and stretched out his hand out of the range of the umbrella.

After a few seconds of raindrops pattering on the brand-new robotic arm that had been repaired a few months ago, Leopold issued an order.

"Go, go immediately."

When he said this, he had already taken the lead and turned around, "Let's leave here immediately, and stay away in a straight line after going downstairs, don't look back."

The staff member was taken aback, and hurriedly followed, the bodyguard who was holding the umbrella for him almost failed to keep up.

"Seventeenth, after the news spread, it has attracted a lot of attention, and the big shots in Berlin have also sent news many times. Even if we don't do anything, we can't leave before the winner is determined."

The staff said eagerly, "Otherwise, it will definitely affect your reputation after you go back, and maybe you will attract a lot of ridicule and trouble."

"Hmph, from the failure of challenging Yandu to this time watching experience, the biggest gain I have gained is that I have recognized some things clearly."

Leopold walked without any hesitation, and said dismissively, "The accusations of those old people are not even as good as a single hair of these people."

"And we must leave before the battle begins, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it."

Even if he fails or is frustrated, the fighting spirit in Leopold's heart will only be sharpened. Once this chaotic battle really unfolds before his eyes, he is not sure whether he will throw himself into it like a moth to a flame. .

'This is not the time yet. '

He warned himself like this, and after quickly going downstairs, he walked down the steps in front of the door.

The bodyguard standing there opened the car door for him, and the moment before stepping into the car door.

Leopold stopped suddenly, his gaze swept across the roof of the car, and he looked in a certain direction without blinking.

Those who followed him could only see a row of shops across the road from his line of sight.

Leopold's line of sight began to move from that position to the left, as if sweeping through the shops, and as if penetrating through these shops, he could see things on the street on the other side of the shop.

Between the gaps between the shops, alleys were formed. When the staff and bodyguards looked through those alleys, they finally saw the target.

It was a figure wearing a bamboo hat, wearing the costume of a Fusang samurai, with a knife on his waist, walking through the heavy rain.

That person didn't look at this place at all, and walked towards the base along the street where he was.

Leopold blinked, clenched his fists, and got into the car.

"Whoever you lose today wins, whoever dies lives, the winner who survives, just wait, one day, I will challenge you."

The convoy from Berlin turned around and went away like a long dragon.

………………

In the base of the Shenzhou Jieyi Society, on the fake grass, Guan Luoyang was slightly raising his head.

Although the rain was pouring, under the control of Zhou Tian Dojo, only the low-frequency force of the bones was needed, and the appearance was as quiet as a rock. Within a radius of one meter around him, not a single drop of rain could invade.

On the contrary, his hearing and mind perception are more pervasive than this rainstorm, bypassing all the interference of the rain, and clearly feeling the few enemies worthy of his attention.

"It ran away..."

Guan Luoyang muttered to himself.

When he was about to start the fight, he broke out with all his strength and hacked the weakest group of people to death.

Unexpectedly, Leopold was able to retreat just before he started.

More importantly, almost in that direction, another stronger momentum, following Guan Luoyang's perception, was trying to lock him in turn.

In the perception of the two of them, the sound of the rain was reduced to background music. There were still hundreds of meters of distance between them, representing the different colors of the two people's wills, and they were already trying to erode each other's side.

On the other side of the rain curtain, there is a feeling of sharp silver hidden in the gray and white, while this side is pure blue, almost burning with vitality.

Clang! Clang! ! ! !

The iron gate of this base was deformed by the impact of the speeding car, and it was torn down from the gate frame.

With the second acceleration, the rubber tires rubbed violently on the rain-slick iron gate, rolled over the gate, and led the convoy behind to slam into the base.

Yan Zhen mobilized 36 disciples here, all of them wearing Chinese tunic suits, in groups of six, in charge of different directions, each holding a long stick in his hand.

As soon as the car drove in, the group of six over there had already taken the initiative to meet it.

The two people at the front poked with long sticks, forming an oblique angle between the chassis of the car and the ground, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, stabbing and shaking, and the coordination was seamless.

The car at the front flipped into the air and hit the roof of the car behind.

These black long sticks look inconspicuous, but they are actually made of twisted high-strength fibers, which are extremely strong.

What's more, the mental state of these 36 people is at the lowest level of consistency. With every gesture, the mechanical limbs can exert at least about three tons of strength. To them, flying a car is as easy as challenging them. Turned over an empty cardboard box.

But the American agents in the car were also experienced elites, and they swooped out of the car almost in no particular order.

The bombs thrown hastily by twenty or thirty people before their bodies landed on the ground created a kind of vigorous disorder of flying rocks.

Their goal is to destroy the electromagnetic interference equipment first. As long as they blow up that thing first, their advantages in numbers and ordnance equipment can be revealed.

Yan Zhen, who was on the grass, raised his eyebrows, and poked his right hand between his eyebrows together.

The magnetic field fluctuations emanating from the true spirit electric energy caused ripples visible to the naked eye to appear around his entire body, pushing away a large number of raindrops, and he waved the sword finger of his right hand to that side.

The rain that came across the sky fluctuated, and all the bombs were rolled back, directly past the agents who had already entered the door, and threw them at the people outside the door and outside the courtyard wall who were still waiting.

The sound of explosions, toxic smoke, and anesthetic gas rose up one after another.

But there was a whistling, tearing apart these complicated sounds. Situ Dianluo flew up from outside the courtyard wall, pierced through the rainwater, and instantly penetrated a distance of nearly [-] meters. He fell in the air and hit Yan Zhen's head.

Yan Zhen turned his left hand to catch it, his arm was bent like a semicircle, his shoulders dropped slightly, his waist and hips moved lightly, every part of his body was relieved, and his five fingers were even closer together, trying to grab Situ Dianluo's heel.

"Huh?! My kick obviously hurt his waist, but with such a smooth movement, has he healed so quickly?"

Not knowing the existence of the Zhenzhen Pill, which has miraculous effects on flesh and blood injuries, Situ Dianluo was a little surprised that Yan Zhen had already recovered.

However, his attainment in volley kicking was unbelievably high, and he retracted his feet as soon as he fell. Accompanied by lightning, he escaped from Yan Zhen's back grasp, changed direction, and kicked Yan Zhen's forehead.

His figure moved left and right, spun up and down, and his feet chained to attack Yan Zhen from all directions.

During the whole process, his body quickly brought out afterimages, but he never landed. When the height of the soles of his feet was the lowest, they were not lower than Yan Zhen's waist.

This American general, like an eagle completely filled with the power of lightning, can soar unrestrainedly, and also has the incredible strength of breaking steel.

But this feeling of free flight is actually an illusion.

Situ Dianluo's mind power can make him glide and change direction, but the truth that keeps him flying in the air is that he can collide with Yan Zhen every time he collides with Yan Zhen in a fierce offensive, and he can send the opponent's words no matter which direction they come from. The strength is transformed into the strength to maintain the buoyancy without falling.

This is shorter and more violent than the real flight, which is convenient for him to launch an intensive attack that does not allow the opponent to breathe.

Boom! ! !

Accompanied by another loud bang.

The wall at the southeast corner of the base was blasted, and Haral's men dived in. Yan Zhen's disciples had all enthusiastically participated in the battle.

At this moment, Guan Luoyang's figure suddenly moved.

As soon as he moved, the raindrops all over the sky seemed to slow down. Those water droplets were in his line of sight, almost hovering, and they were directly knocked away by him.

In the dense rain curtain, for an extremely short period of time, it seemed that a gap in the shape of a human could be seen.

Guan Luoyang broke out at full speed, silently and like a ghost, passed in front of Yan Zhen's disciple, and appeared in the southeast corner.

Then, it was as if under the tide, there was an extremely hard reef, which exploded, and it was like lightning splitting the wind cave that had been hidden for hundreds of years, and an extremely bitter wind gushed out.

Guan Luoyang boiled, burst, and released all the airflow that swept over from the Zhoutian Dojo.

His figure paused and raised his head.

The violent wind that turned white with rain had already roared and washed away from him, filling the gap in the southeast corner of the wall.

The white air current knocked Haral's men into the air, and even caused the gap in the wall to collapse, expanding again, trembling.

Guan Luoyang's figure, after the hallucination-like pause, caught up with the wind around him and was submerged in the white air current.

The rain was turned into mist, and the air currents turned into turbulent waves of furious fog.

Harald was standing between several cars, and the bowler hat on his head was blown away in an instant, and he saw only a piece of whiteness in front of him, which swept towards him, and the glass of the car behind him was completely shattered.

Click! ! ! !
The sound of glass shattering and the sound of weapons colliding were superimposed together.

The long-handled heavy weapon in Harald's hand is officially called a Swiss halberd, and it can also be directly called a long-handled ax gun.

The classical form is even entwined with golden rose patterns, but it is a tool forged from the most advanced war material laboratory on the north coast of Europe.

The supposedly heavy weapon, as light as a slender iron bar, pierced against the white tide with one hand twisted by Harald.

Obviously his line of sight was strongly disturbed at that moment, except for the vast and surging white, he couldn't see anything else.

But this stab was extremely precise, and it withstood Guan Luoyang's unsheathed knife.

The Chengzhou knife in Guan Luoyang's hand had already been remodeled, it was not in the shape of an ancient knife with a red thread wrapped around the handle.

As early as when the four major trainings were completed, his strength increased, and the original ancient sword might not be able to withstand the battles he experienced, so he hardly used this sword in the past few months.

It wasn't until after the battle with Yandu that Shangqiong Biluo's magical skills were sorted out, and Guan Luoyang figured out a way to infuse vitality into the weapon to increase its strength, and then he had the idea of ​​continuing to use the knife.

But the original knife handle was made of ordinary material, and the energy it could afford was really limited. Under Kong Qingyun's suggestion, he replaced the knife handle with a Zhugang-made knife handle.

The black coating and the handle with the bamboo pattern are tailor-made for Guan Luoyang, which perfectly fits the texture of his palm and his habit of exerting force.

After the cyan vitality was poured in, the emerald-colored lines on the blade became more conspicuous, almost like a piece of cloud-patterned jade extending from the black hilt, shining brightly and unparalleled in small profits.

This slash, even if it was stopped, was still hard at the junction of the ax blade and the handle of the gun, leaving a deep cut mark.

It made the grip slide nearly thirty centimeters in Haral's hand, causing both arms to tumble back.

After the two weapons collided violently, they bounced off respectively.

Guan Luoyang turned the saber in his right hand to the side, and then swung the scabbard in his left hand and shot it out.

This shot, he really exhausted all his strength, under the infusion of cyan vitality, the entire scabbard disappeared suddenly in his palm, turning into a line of cyan light.

A hundred meters away, Sanada Qianjun drew his sword out of its sheath and shattered the light.

(End of this chapter)