Game of Destiny: This player is different

A huge force came from his arm,

like a Little Swan washing machine, rolling up Gazvi's body and making it churn like a toothpick in a jar,

Even though his racial nature greatly reduced his sensory nerves, the severe pain still penetrated his internal organs and attacked his limbs.

"Ugh!"

A muffled groan came out from his teeth, and he landed on the back of his head, smashing a big word on the grassland.

The surface of his body was like a peach washed with boiling water,

Large pieces of metal debris flew, becoming uneven and bumpy,

Transparent liquid gushed out from the wound,

Soon it permeated the surroundings, and gathered into a small pool of water under itself.

Confucius said that you need to learn to be beaten before you hit someone,

If you don't suffer first, how can you suffer more in the future.

The same is true for fighting,

If both parties face each other with such acceleration, if the body is not strong enough, the end can be imagined.

The audience exclaimed in unison.

They didn't expect that Geralt, who had adopted a roaming tactic and seemed very cautious before,

this time he actually changed his style and went straight to the point and fought fiercely at the beginning.

Could it be that he was just deliberately covering up and was actually a hot-blooded man in his heart?

"Both players are very angry.

They fought fiercely in just a few seconds after the start, which was quite the style of a hard-core fighter.

But from the scene, it was Geralt who had the upper hand.

He beat Gazvi to the ground and was seriously injured.

Gazvi stood up, I'm optimistic about you, don't give up easily."

The commentary booth was still performed by Roundhead,

Quickly describing the situation on the field, he expressed his personal opinions in a straightforward tone.

Although this behavior was unfair and not in line with his identity,

but considering the various accidents that happened in the seventh game,

It would be strange to say that he had a good impression of Qin.

Commentators are also human beings and have independent thinking.

I just want to lick Gazvi and hope that the guy wearing the blue cat mask loses.

Damn it, if it weren't for him, would I have to do two jobs for one salary?

"He turned out to be a mechanic?"

Popolisa looked at the huge projection screen with interest in his eyes.

He has seen extraordinary people who control various precision machines.

But most of them have strong machines and relatively weak bodies. There are very few dual cultivation schools like the one in front of him.

"You have hidden a lot of things. Keep performing and let me see if there are any surprises."

In the competition venue,

Qin Nuo shook his initial kinetic arm and stepped forward to prepare for the final blow.

The opponent is 3 levels lower than himself.

The attributes are generally inferior to him through testing, so don't waste time to fight quickly.

The faster you fight, the less you are exposed.

At least before arriving at Hels, I don't want to use the newly refined props for the time being.

"I still have a chance to turn the tables."

Gazvi endured the pain all over his body and stood up with difficulty. His body was swaying as if he would fall at any time.

However, when the black mecha in his sight gradually approached and the distance was within ten meters,

he suddenly restarted the acceleration device,

the chest cannon popped out from the heart, and a blue particle beam was ejected at a very fast speed.

This move was sudden, and the main attack was to catch the opponent by surprise.

"Decompose it. So far, no one has been able to take my particle cannon head-on."

Gazvi's eyes flashed red, as if he had seen the miserable appearance of the opponent melting into slag.

No matter how much you hit me, you must return it all~

Swoosh——

But when the beam was about to hit, Qin suddenly disappeared from the spot,

as if the code deleted by the enter key was teleported behind the opponent when it reappeared.

"Fire a cannon? I can do that too."

He grinned, raised his right hand,

aimed at the reverse scale flying mark, and pulled the trigger with his thumb.

Bang, bang, bang——

Ordinary bullets were fired in droves, hitting the opponent's head and bringing up transparent blood flowers.

[Absorption effect has been activated, psychic energy limit +10]

The prompt appeared,

Qin Nuo turned around and raised his fist, not even looking at the fallen Gazvi,

Then his figure gradually faded and left the current map.

In the fighting show, if one party dies,

The established procedure will directly end the game and teleport the players back to the center stage,

Opening up a plane alone is very resource-intensive, and saving is a good thing.

"It's over?"

Round head was still thinking about the words behind, but he didn't think the outcome was already determined,

Come on, how long has it been? Less than half a minute.

He rubbed his eyes and looked out,

When he saw Qin, who had removed the mecha, walk out of the metal equipment leisurely, he was sure that he was not dazzled.

Damn it, can't you fight for a while longer?

And what about the teleportation just now? I haven't seen it used before.

Wait, didn't he use this trick to avoid Yorkshire's self-explosion in the last game?

Although he had many questions in his mind, Roundhead could only suppress them in his heart, because now it was the host's turn to interview.

Golden Right Mouth was also unhappy,

NotIt was not because Qin Nuo won, but because this guy rode his balance bike around the field by himself,

He didn't even have a chance to speak.

"Thank you, thank you, your support is my motivation to keep going.

Don't be polite, open your wallet, try to bet on me to lose, double the bet, remember to double the bet."

Qin Nuo ignored the host who was awkward next to him, and shouted loudly on the dynamic balance bike.

The audience, who were originally going to cheer, immediately wilted after hearing these words, and responded with speechless eyes.

"Hehe."

Popolisa couldn't help laughing, and felt more and more that the blue hood on the stage was very much to his taste.

If the level is improved, he can be pulled into the group to make a companion.

Mrs. Steno also drew an arc at the corner of her mouth, and her interest in taking down the prey gradually increased.

Supernormal people are common, but those with personality are rare.

I really want to take him down and let me drive him...

The interview ended in silence,

Qin Nuo walked off the stage with his head held high,

He ran to the notary office without the help of the attendant,

I want the head, and I want the money too!

"I want your head!"

At the Yokosuka Fleet Base Command on the shore of Tokyo Bay, Japan Island,

Stuart, a blond with a mop head, hung up the phone, and his well-defined face showed a hint of anger.

"What's wrong?"

Milor put down the water cup and looked up and asked.

"It's still Catalina. She has already issued a compulsory conscription.

She even asked me if I could apply for travel allowance and holiday overtime pay. I don't even have these benefits.

Besides, this matter is of great importance. If it is not handled well, not only Japan will be in trouble, but other places will also be in trouble."

Stuart exhaled heavily, as if he was very angry.

Before becoming a player, he was a veteran and had participated in many actual combat training in the Middle East and other places.

He personally experienced the baptism of guns and saw countless people displaced, and knew how hard peace was to come by.

It is for this reason that Stuart is dissatisfied with the authorities' excessive interference in other countries' practices.

It is a pity that an ordinary soldier has little influence and even received a compulsory discharge notice for saying a few more words.

Fortunately, the awakening of the player qualification has rekindled hope in his heart.

He wants to change something with the extraordinary abilities he has mastered,

such as curbing the trend of going against the world and preventing the situation from escalating to more ordinary people.