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Chapter 67 No Past, No Regrets
Mu Zhengguang and Xu Ying were "lucky", but Qiu Shanfu, who fell on the field, was not so "lucky". There was a large hospital on the underground floor of the base. She woke up on the hospital bed, her heart full of resentment.

The first and second stories are based on people around me, and the third story was rewritten based on myself. There are more cruel and depressing stories. Although making up stories that I have never participated in will bring me the same pressure, I don’t take this sacrifice to heart.

However, that person was able to get away with three stories, and I could not win no matter how many tragedies I wrote for her. On the contrary, these stories were undoubtedly irritating and provocative in her eyes. Once it exceeded a certain limit, I was afraid that I would not be able to leave the stadium alive.

A broken head is just a small matter, and it will heal in half a month at most. The most shocking thing about this battle is that although my asymptotic rate and domain radius have not changed, the anxiety power related to "memories" has actually weakened! If I have the chance, I must take revenge!

The second, third and fourth rounds for Mu Zhengguang and Xu Yingze were not challenging and they won without any injuries.

5月28日20：00~21：20，决赛第五轮，总第十九轮。

Last year, Mu Zhengguang was seriously injured in the 19th round of the game. This year, it was the 19th round again. Facing the same number, he was fully alert as soon as he entered the court.

Hou Menglong's asymptote is called: Explosive force related to blood.

The principle of explosive force is easy to understand: a certain substance in the blood reacts with the air, releasing a large amount of energy and generating high temperature in a very short time. However, the specific "certain substance" is difficult to synthesize using existing technology.

The blood-related explosive force combined with the physical syringe made Hou Menglong's movements on the field concise, clear and distinct: drawing blood, spilling blood, drawing blood, spilling blood, that's all.

Hou Menglong shed his blood, which made Zhou Xutong quite unhappy.

Zhou Xutong watched every one of his battles: other players had complex abilities and diverse skills, but they were not very harmful and caused limited damage to the field. But your explosion was a real explosion, and every time you exploded, there was a pit on the field. In the 19th round, you were assigned an opponent who had won 19 consecutive games, so you could be out without any worries.

Hou Menglong was cautious, and he did not draw blood right after entering the arena. He relied on the unexpected explosion, rather than drawing blood early and putting it in a syringe ready for use.

Jellyfish were floating above the arena. With the silver key, Mu Zhengguang no longer had to think about whether his opponent was good at close-range or long-range attacks. He could attack with jellyfish from more than a hundred meters away, and then wait for the opponent to strike back. It would be clear at a glance whether the opponent was good at close-range or long-range attacks.

A thin blue light suddenly shone from the tip of the jellyfish's tentacle. This attack couldn't even kill an ant, but Hou Menglong was terrified. He was in a panic and backed away repeatedly. The blue light passed by him, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Mu Zhengguang's face was solemn: "Your long-range attack ability is so weak, but you can still enter the fifth round of the finals? That means your close combat ability is very strong. If I get hit by you, I will either die or be injured, is that right? It's a bit difficult, but only a little, because if the golden step-shaking hits you, I will win.

Hou Menglong has the ability to attack from a distance. The thrust of the syringe allows him to transport blood to a distance of 45 meters, which is 1/10 of the domain radius. The jellyfish is not within his attack range, and the blue light is emitted. For safety reasons, he chooses to dodge.

Mu Zhengguang pulled the jellyfish closer to the opponent, and another beam of light was emitted. I am far away and you are close, which is suitable for a protracted battle. You just dodge slowly. The more beams you dodge, the longer this game will be, and the more obvious my advantage will be.

The battle was undoubtedly one-sided at this point. The countdown started, and the second jellyfish appeared, and another half a minute passed.

Zhou Xutong did not watch any of Mu Zhengguang's games, but before choosing an opponent for Hou Menglong, he watched the videos of Mu Zhengguang's recent games. Although Mu Zhengguang did not have a clear long-range attack ability, that person's "hands" could stretch very far, and Hou Menglong was doomed to lose.

Hou Menglong felt something was wrong: We are both second-level, I know how strong the second-level is. You controlled the jellyfish to chase me all over the arena. This kind of out-of-body thing, whether it is mass or energy, will quickly consume your physical strength. You spent a lot of energy, but all your attacks missed? The speed of the blue light is faster than mine. As long as you aim carefully, it is impossible to miss it once, unless you do it intentionally. Rather than being chased by you and unable to get close to you, I might as well take the initiative and try what your "intention" is.

He ran towards the light. The light fell on his clothes, like sunlight, like lamplight, without any impact, even the temperature was very weak. He suddenly realized and couldn't help but say "Pooh": You treat light as a toy, you have a dark heart!

Hou Menglong was no longer afraid of light or jellyfish. He drew blood from his arm, pushed the syringe, and rushed towards his opponent.

The deadly blood line that was moving far faster than the speed of sound was stirred into a large red net by the air. Mu Zhengguang realized that something was wrong. It was too fast and he couldn't avoid it!

At the critical moment, he threw out the hourglass, summoned the step-shaking, and smashed the step-shaking with the rapidly rotating windmill axis. The step-shaking was immediately disintegrated by the heavy blow, and its effect was greatly reduced, but it gained an unimaginable high speed.

The Buyao was the last to arrive and hit the opponent. The owner of the blood bomb fell silent, but the bomb exploded as expected.

The hourglass collided with the blood net, melting and splashing in the sea of ​​fire.

The high temperature air waves are hot and heavy, and the hot fire burns the hair and skin.

The elemental control of the second-level asymptote is limited to natural elements. The fire and heat created by the opponent are not within the control of Mu Zhengguang. The scorching hot wind made Mu Zhengguang's body hot. He thought: Fortunately, part of the blood was blocked. If the blood exploded on the body, the consequences would be unimaginable!
There is a purge, an airflow.

There is a clearing, an energy.

There is clearance, wind resistance.

The silver key is pushed and the step-shaking ornament comes out.

A complete step-shaking dance passed through the flames and hit Hou Menglong, causing him to temporarily forget about the game.

Hou Menglong saw many "incomprehensible" scenes.

One month before the college entrance examination, the students planned to buy class uniforms and take graduation photos. Everyone talked about it and it took several days to decide on the style and price, but there was a bigger problem: how to decide on the words and patterns on the T-shirts.

He proposed that everyone in the class give themselves a "zi" and "hao" like the ancients, and print them on T-shirts. The group immediately reached a consensus and rejected his proposal. After that, he never expressed his opinion again.

Two years later, he had forgotten his name and pseudonym, but today he suddenly remembered. Mu Xue? Jiang Kong? Which one was the name and which one was the pseudonym? He couldn't remember.

It doesn't matter if I can't remember it, it's in the space dynamics, I can go back and find it. Although they rejected my proposal that year, I bought a piece of clothing with the same style, and my creativity was printed on it. If I'm lucky, the class uniform that is not a class uniform can probably be found. Are all my old clothes in my hometown? I haven't grown taller in the past two years, so the clothes must not be lost.

It is dangerous and stupid to be distracted on the court. Hou Menglong finally escaped from the trap of missing his team, but in the blink of an eye, he fell into another "trap": he made a trap with his memories and imagination, jumped into it himself, and enjoyed it.

Mu Zhengguang was waiting for the heat to dissipate, and to prevent his opponent from regaining consciousness, he threw out the third step-shaking dance.

Hou Menglong thought of the sky that day.

The graduation ceremony was the noisiest ceremony he had ever experienced. The students scattered in disorder, stretching from the playground to the entrance of the basketball court. This stretch of road was long enough to accommodate three grades of students. That day, three grades of students also heard the noise.

Before I knew it, two years have passed.

Before he knew it, he had lost.

He woke up from his memories, tiredly picked up the silver medal that fell on the ground, hummed a little tune absentmindedly, and left the stadium without looking back.

Hou Menglong was defeated, but satisfied.

Zhou Xutong was very satisfied with the result of the competition, and even a little surprised: the explosion this time was much less powerful. The hairpin of that boy should not be underestimated! In his hands, the hairpin was even stronger than in the hands of the original owner!
The Institute knew that Mu Zhengguang used other people's asymptote entities. Using other people's asymptote entities is not considered cheating or violation of regulations. This behavior belongs to the category of "ability". Although it is rare, it is reasonable.

(End of this chapter)