talent predator

() Some people say that life is like a clock, you can go back to the beginning, but it is not yesterday.However, in this era when Newton's laws can be overturned, it is not surprising that one or two super-scientific things happen.

Zhao Kuo traveled through time, so when he found himself standing in the desert, he was in a daze besides being in a daze.

"Where am I?"

As far as the eye can see, the golden carpet has been spread to the end of the field of vision, stretching as far as the eye can see, and the occasional cactus sticking out of the sand dunes is the only embellishment in the desert.

"Kill it!"

"Sacrifice me, Great Noxus, with the blood of the enemy!"

"Long live Demacia!"

The hysterical screams were like the swan song of pigs in a slaughterhouse, which made Zhao Kuo startled. Just after waking up from his ignorance, a white sword slashed at Zhao Kuo's head.

Zhao Kuo's pupils shrank, and driven by instinct, he raised his hands to protect his head, and the giant ax in his hand supported the slashing of the long sword.

"Qiang~!"

Metal Ge Ming, Zhao Kuo took several steps back to stabilize his body, and saw the face of the attacker clearly.

Opposite stood a soldier in blue armor, holding a long sword, looking at Zhao Kuo with a murderous look on his face, as if you stole my wife.

Zhao Kuo hurriedly looked at himself, and found that he was holding a huge ax and wearing a red armor, and he looked like a soldier!

The screams around did not stop because of Zhao Kuo's surprise, Zhao Kuo glanced around in a hurry.

Corpses, corpses everywhere.

The broken epee and the sharp ax with the gap were constantly interlaced and stuck in front of the blood-stained armor.Under the armor, the fixed unwilling eyes and young face seemed to be crying about the crimes of war.

The miserable red blood has already coated the yellow sand with a layer of sorrow, like the smudged face of human nature and desire, it is so bloody.

The war is not over yet, a group of people are fighting like mad dogs in the desert, the most eye-catching on the battlefield is the commanders of the two warring parties.

A man wields a giant sword, a woman wields a dagger, and the commanders on both sides are constantly spinning in the battlefield, setting off a bloodbath.They didn't seem to be fighting, but more like they were dancing, and what accompanied them was not an elegant melody, but heart-piercing screams.The battlefield is their stage, but there is less applause and cheers, and more flying stumps and broken arms.

Many people have already fallen with hatred, and there are more people waiting in line to fall with hatred.

Zhao Kuo was afraid, but more shocked.

War, Zhao Kuo has seen this term in history textbooks countless times, but he never imagined that it would be like this when he was on the scene.

After recognizing the surrounding situation clearly, Zhao Kuo's first reaction was to run. His position happened to be on the edge of the battlefield. As long as he turned over the small sand dune not far to the north, he could completely escape from the battlefield.

But looking at the soldier who was confronting him in front of him, he sized him up and down like a poisonous snake, and the air was filled with deadly threats. There was no doubt that the man in front of him was also a mad dog.

How to do?

Zhao Kuo looked at the giant ax in his hand, and then at the long sword of the soldier on the opposite side. Mad dogs were constantly wandering around and fighting each other. If he didn't get rid of this mad dog in front of him quickly, I'm afraid there would be more mad dogs entangled. on yourself.

<Brother rushed towards him bravely like a possessed body.

"Ding!"

The long sword he held high slashed down in the air again, and Zhao Kuo hurriedly resisted the mad dog's attacks again and again with his ax in hand.

When the sword and the ax collided, Zhao Kuo discovered that his body was stronger than he had imagined, and his coordination and flexibility were also exceptional.But as a modern person, his actual combat experience naturally cannot be compared with the mad dog on the opposite side.After several confrontations, Zhao Kuo, who did not know how to control strength, was out of breath.

Zhao Kuo knew that he couldn't go on like this anymore. The ax in his hand was extremely heavy, and it was quite strenuous to swing it. If it continued like this, he could only die.

Zhao Kuo desperately adjusted his breathing and kept telling himself to calm down.

After several deep breaths, Zhao Kuo looked up at the soldier in front of him, and found that although the armor on his body was thick, it only protected important parts, and some joints were still exposed.More importantly, he didn't even wear a helmet, probably because he fell during the previous battle.

"Do you dare to fight with me with bare hands?" Zhao Kuo thought for a while and asked for a fight. The strange thing is that the syllables that came out of his mouth were not Chinese or English, but a jerky syllable, but Zhao Kuo could understand it Every meaning in a syllable.

"Why don't you dare!" The mad dog was quite bushido-spirited, not only readily complied with Zhao Kuo's request, but even took the lead in inserting the long sword in his hand into the sand.

Seeing him put down his weapon, Zhao Kuo let out a heavy breath, and then put down the ax in his hand. Zhao Kuo looked at him nervously, silently replaying a classic fighting scene in the movie "Sherlock Holmes" over and over again.

"Attack the first point, hitting the left side of the head."

"Temporarily disabling the ears, resulting in tinnitus, dizziness and other states."

"The second hit the throat and he couldn't cry out."

"Third, hit the ribs close to the liver with full force."

"Fourth, final blow, pulls his left foot and punches the kneecap."

"Expect 90 seconds of loss of consciousness, with effects lasting 15 minutes and full recovery unlikely."

Zhao Kuo took a deep breath, and he decided to use what he had learned, imitating the attacking technique in the movie, knocking down the mad dog in front of him and running away.

Exhaling a foul breath, Zhao Kuo started.He yelled and rushed towards the opponent, who made a defensive posture, but before Zhao Kuo could get close, his footsteps suddenly became chaotic, his left foot hooked his right foot, and he tripped himself to the ground.

"Haha!" The soldier laughed loudly when he saw this, without thinking too much, he took advantage of Zhao Kuo's fall and jumped on him, sending his huge fist towards Zhao Kuo's head.Human rights are not respected on the battlefield, and fair competition is pure fart.

"Ah! Despicable!"

It's a pity that Zhao Kuo's children's shoes are not an honest master.Seeing that the mad dog was charging towards him, Zhao Kuo squeezed a handful of yellow sand in his hand, and when he rushed close, threw the yellow sand towards his head.

The sand rushed towards his face, and the soldier screamed, and instinctively turned his head to hide from the sand, which gave Zhao Kuo an opportunity.

Zhao Kuo jumped up from the sand suddenly, swung his thick fist, and slammed it at the soldier's left ear.

The left ear was hit hard, and all the voices in the world suddenly lost, and the head roared. The soldier opened his mouth and shouted, and Zhao Kuo's second fist hit his Adam's apple firmly.

"cough!"

The pain was stuck in the throat, and before the soldiers could react from the two blows, Zhao Kuo gathered strength with his right fist and smashed hard at his ribs on the right side.The soldier felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and under the pressure, his body bent suddenly, like a fully drawn bow.Zhao Kuo didn't stop.Bend down, pull his right foot joint towards you with your left hand, and charge your right fist out.

"Crack!"

Under Zhao Kuo's full blow, he even directly dislocated the soldier's right knee joint.

perfect!

After Zhao Kuo hit four times in a row, he quickly shook his painful fist.These four punches are powerful, but the reaction force makes Zhao Kuo a little overwhelmed.

The imagination is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. The soldier collapsed to the ground under Zhao Kuo's onslaught, his throat could not stop moaning in pain.But he did not lose consciousness as Zhao Kuo expected.When the soldier fell down, he wrapped his hands around Zhao Kuo's neck, and brought Zhao Kuo down in the sand.

Zhao Kuo's sneak attack aroused the ferocity of the soldier, and his hands pinched Zhao Kuo's neck like pliers.

"Ahem, cough, damn it!"

Being caught by the opponent, Zhao Kuo panicked, raised his fist and beat the soldier's head and chest desperately, but the soldier's hands were like crabs, choking Zhao Kuo tightly, and refused to let go.Zhao Kuo's breathing became more and more difficult, and while regretting in his heart, he caught a glimpse of the soldier's long sword stuck upside down in the sand.

If you don't do anything, kill him!

The rabbit was in a hurry and bit someone. At the critical moment, Zhao Kuo's eyes were stern, and he reached out to touch the long sword. He pointed the sword at the man and stabbed down, blood spattered immediately.

The big hands binding his neck were thrown down by Zhao Kuo, and fell powerlessly on the crimson sand.

Killed.

He killed!

Killing for the first time.

No nausea and no vomiting.

Some are just excited and a touch of fear!

"I... killed someone!"

Zhao Kuo looked at the blood in his hand in disbelief, and then at the long sword piercing through the leader of the soldier. He froze in place for a moment. When he recovered, he strode his legs and ran towards the sand dunes in the north. .

No mad dog continued to haunt him, he was on the edge of the battlefield, and quickly fled the center of the battlefield.Zhao Kuo climbed up the sand dunes, his heart full of secret joy and happiness for the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

"Master Katerina, look, there is a deserter there!"

In the center of the battlefield, a well-dressed beauty is having a good time killing.The hot figure and charming face make her the focus of attention no matter where she goes. The fly in the ointment is that there is a faint scar on the left eye of the beauty. The scar starts from the brow bone and divides the left eye of the beauty in two. .However, this scar did not label her ugly, but instead added a wild flavor.

Hearing someone reporting deserters, Katerina followed the sound and found a Noxian soldier running frantically towards the sand dunes in the north. As long as he crossed the sand dunes, he could completely escape from the battlefield.

"Noxus needs no cowards!"

Katerina screamed coquettishly, her dancing dagger bloomed like a lotus flower, and a Demacian soldier not far from her suddenly had a line of blood in her throat and collapsed on the ground.Caitlina turned around, ran a few steps quickly, grabbed a spear stuck upside down in the sand, aimed it in the direction of the deserter, took a few steps to run up and threw the spear out.

The spear drew a perfect parabola, heading straight for Zhao Kuo's escape direction.

The unlucky Zhao Kuo had already climbed to the edge of the dune and was about to turn down the dune when he suddenly heard a sound of breaking through the air behind him. Before he could check it, he felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder.Zhao Kuo's eyes went dark, and he staggered and rolled down the sand dune.

Seeing that the deserter was "shot to death", Katerina snorted coldly, glanced at the unfinished battlefield, raised the blood-stained dagger, and once again entered the center of the battlefield...

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In the Nurima desert, Zhao Kuo staggered, clutching his shoulders, walking all the way north.

His left shoulder was pierced through a small hole by the spear. Fortunately, the armor blocked most of the force for him, and the point of the spear did not penetrate deep into the flesh.

Zhao Kuo woke up after being in a coma for a while, took off the heavy armor on his body, bandaged the wound in a panic, and fled north in a panic.

who am I?

Where am I?

Two questions kept circling in Zhao Kuo's mind. After he took off his armor, he found that he was dressed like a desert explorer, which made Zhao Kuo suspicious.However, when survival cannot be guaranteed, any doubts and curiosity seem meaningless.

Zhao Kuo had half a jug of water on him, a few pieces of black bread, and a dozen silver coins worth one hundred.

Food and water are extremely precious in the desert.

Zhao Kuo raised his eyes and saw the vast desert and the dead sea of ​​sand.Vigorous, serene, with a straight face, it always gives you a monotonous color: yellow, yellow, always burning yellow.It seems that nature freezes the turbulent waves and emptied angry waves in an instant, making it stand still forever.

The sand was so hot that Zhao Kuo felt the horror of the desert for the first time.

I don't know how long we walked, but the night fell quietly, and the yellow sand all over the sky was replaced by the deep night.Temperatures also plummeted as the moon came to work.

At first Zhao Kuo felt very cool, but after a while, Zhao Kuo crossed his arms and shivered.

Zhao Kuo raised his head, the sky was full of stars like pearls, sprinkled on the jasper plate, it was so peaceful at the moment.

A bright moon was in the sky, Zhao Kuo was tired, he stopped in his footsteps, found a sand pile and sat down on his buttocks.

He buried his head between his knees, distraught.

"Traveling", a word created by an internet writer, actually applied to him. Zhao Kuo still remembered that night when he was sitting in front of the computer and watching a movie, he suddenly heard a thunder outside the house and the computer exploded.Before he had time to arouse a trace of fear, he closed his eyes and opened them again, and he came to this strange world.

Zhao Kuo traveled through time and was reborn as a foreigner, but he found that it was an extremely terrifying thing not to have the memory of the original owner of the body.Facing a world of ignorance, loneliness and confusion are the root of fear.

After walking for a long time, he was injured again, and his stomach was churning. Zhao Kuo took out the few pieces of black bread and a water bottle left, and started to eat in small bites.

The wind was very strong at night, and the sand kept blowing into Zhao Kuo's mouth, and he ate silently.

Living in the concrete forest, inhaling car exhaust, listening to the hustle and bustle of the city, Zhao Kuo has always considered himself an indifferent person. As a helpless orphan, it is difficult for him to feel a sense of belonging to a city.

After eating two mouthfuls of black bread and drinking water, Zhao Kuo suddenly realized something, hurriedly put away the water and bread and hid them carefully.

Looking up again, the bright moon was still in the eyes, but the tears flowed down like a flood that opened the gate.

At this moment, he suddenly began to miss that indifferent, corrupt, and noisy steel jungle.

Where the hell am I? ! ;