Kamen Rider, the Mission Must Be Fulfilled!

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"Please help me apply for the permission of the first-class training ground, sister Yuanyuan, and besides, you have to retreat for a while."

"... I, cough... I understand..."

Stop persisting.

Of course, Tang Yuanyuan didn't know the relationship between Overlord and Zheng Yi. She chose to obey Zheng Yi's words only because she could clearly see the expression on Zheng Yi's side face, which was so close at this moment.

With the retreat of the last irrelevant person, and the special protective door symbolizing the passage of the first-class authority to block the empty exit of the training ground, only Bawang and Zheng Yi are left in the vast training ground.

"Then, get out of the way, and finally we are the only ones, son."

Temperatures are rising.

Do not……

It should be said that from the moment Tang Yuanyuan left the training ground, the air in the training ground began to become hot!

Breathing the heat that would directly cause burns to the respiratory tract of ordinary people, Overlord stretched a big lazy waist, completely revealing the figure of the logo.

Immediately, the entire training ground was shocked!

What followed was a loud bang that could directly tear the eardrums of an ordinary person, and a runaway rush that exploded in all directions.

The invisible heat wave seems to carry the force enough to overturn a person, scrolling and distorting the surrounding scenery.

Even that piece and the wreckage of the unlucky door that had been kicked far away were once again lifted up by the heat wave and smashed back to the ground.

Standing in the center of the layers of fine cracks on the alloy floor, Zheng Yi moved his right wrist little by little.

——And, the fist that belonged to the Overlord was tightly grasped by his right hand.

"Yeah, very good, it seems that I didn't waste your talent."

Across the wrestling arms, is the overlord's bright smile.

This is the first time since the two met, other than asking Zheng Yi to carry her on his back, and hugging and rubbing Zheng Yi, Bawang showed such a satisfied smile for the first time.

However, compared to the previous two situations, this smile is completely different.

"Grandma, has anyone ever told you that you have a bad laugh at this moment?"

Looking at Bawang's face, which became more and more enthusiastic, showing a presumptuous smile with sharp teeth like a big cat biting its prey, Zheng Yi confided his heart without hesitation.

In this regard, Bawang just intensified his strength indifferently, and put the point of contention that had been twisted a little back to its original position.

"Of course there is, silly boy, but those people stopped saying that later."

Staring at Zheng Yi, Overlord laughed even more wildly.

"After I've had a fist talk with them."

PS:

Fourth more

End

good night

adios(? o_o)?

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This is the first time that Zheng Yi has encountered an opponent who can match his own strength in a human form after returning to his own world.

Although he dare not say that his skills are unmatched, but he simply judges the situation, Zheng Yi believes that he will not deviate.

At this moment, the Overlord is not relying on technology, but is using the arm that may be less than half the thickness of Zheng Yi's arm to wrestle face to face with Zheng Yi.

If at the very beginning, Zheng Yi was still considering whether to restrain his strength in melee combat, now Zheng Yi can be sure that facing the Overlord, if he only fights with a human posture, it will be no problem even if he goes all out. .

For example, right now, in this purely brute force victory or defeat, Zheng Yi didn't let go of the slightest bit.In the field of physical ability that does not involve technology, Overlord has proved her toughness in the most direct way.

For Zheng Yi, this is a long-lost experience—an evenly matched experience.

"Oh oh oh oh!"

However, it is also a strange experience for Overlord.

Seeing in amazement that even though he had poured all his strength into this posture, he could not pull out a favorable posture, but kept his arms in the middle of the two, the Overlord couldn't help admiring.

"It's so good, I take back what I just said—"

What is mixed in the words is the attack from the Overlord without warning.

The delicate balance of the power struggle was shattered in this instant. It wasn't that one side suddenly increased its strength, but that the overlord suddenly distorted the direction of power.

The feet one after the other lifted the finely divided alloy fragments in the cracked texture, not lifting them up, but rolling away the ground watered by special alloys like an iron plow turning over the ground, and drawing a scroll along the ankle on the ground. Deep traces of heat flow.

Obviously it was the side that was grabbed by the fist, but the Overlord seemed to have grabbed Zheng Yi's fist, pulling his right arm back to his waist, followed by Zheng Yi who was suddenly destroyed and his center of gravity fell over. upper body.

Judging from the screen, it seems that Zheng Yi failed to react to Bawang's abrupt move change, failed to let go in time, and simply exposed his vitals to Bawang's nose.

Although Zheng Yi's legs that had taken root were not pulled and shaken, the dislocation of the power flow in the flash made Zheng Yi lose control of his upper body for a short time after all.

This gap is probably indescribable even if it is so fleeting, but to Overlord, it is already a flaw enough to let her do whatever she wants.

"Boom!"

It was a wonderful sound.

If you are a person who often appreciates symphony or group performances, you may be able to hear the specialness.

This roar, as if a mountain rock smashed into a deep pool from a cliff tens of meters high, was not a single sound, but a trembling string condensed by three overlapping sounds!

Before the movement subsides, along with the imperceptible shaking of the entire training ground, a sound like a drilling machine pouring into the road surface catches up.

Twisting his waist in mid-air, Bawang's beautiful body was like a shell that came out of its chamber, shattering the scorching air passing by, roaring upwards, and whirling away to a height of tens of meters in the blink of an eye.

But that's all.

In the air without any leverage, Overlord's body suddenly stabilized in a way that violated theoretical knowledge, from high-speed flying to complete stillness, this instantaneous change immediately affected the airspace Overlord was in at the moment.

A gust of pale white air flowed along the overlord's limbs and body, splitting and rushing in all directions. His head was burning brightly and his long hair was flying in the wind, like a hunting tassel in the strong wind.

Looking at Zheng Yi who was slowly standing up straight below, the smile on Bawang's face was filled with the mother's relief seeing her son go to 985 and 211.

"—For forcing me to use my skills in wrestling, your father didn't just waste your talent, he trained you very well, baby."

"..."

Zheng Yi didn't immediately respond to Bawang's compliment, he raised his hand and looked at his palm.

In the middle of the slightly trembling palm, there is a scorched black burn mark.

This is the result of him resisting the three combo attacks of the Overlord Nasha.

Zheng Yi certainly understands that the body in human form is not as good as that of the non-setting black sun or other forms, but if Zheng Yi does not deliberately relax, it is by no means a simple offensive that can break through.

No, it should be said that before that, the technique that caused him to lose his center of gravity at that moment was the core that really made Zheng Yi think.

Couldn't react.

In the human posture, Zheng Yi, who is comparable to the sublimation Tianma after being completely released, can respond accurately to the zerg in the clock up, failed to react when facing the sudden change of hands of the Overlord.

Under normal circumstances, when the human body needs to make an attack action, the muscles of the whole body do not start to move at the same time, but a certain muscle starts to move first, and then other corresponding muscles start to move, and finally completes the required action. attack action.

As for the so-called prediction of an attack, in addition to the elements of experience and luck, the observation of this chain of movement is one of the elements.

Overlord, however, does not apply to this concept.

Even if it's only a thousandth of a second difference, as long as there is any muscle in Bawang's body that starts to move before she launches an attack, then Zheng Yi will be able to accurately notice this, and he will be able to predict Bawang's next actions. React.

But Overlord is completely perfect, and the muscles of the whole body can complete the movements she needs at the same time.

It's not skills such as [fake action] or [visual deception] and [requirement simplification], but it is upright and upright, attacking from the front.

In fact, from the perspective of confrontation, this technique is not difficult to analyze. As long as you can successfully survive the first round of offensive, you can basically realize the content of this technique.

Even judging from Overlord's actions, she has no intention of hiding the technical connotation at all.

But being aware of it and being able to prevent it are two different things.

In short, if it is compared in the way of strategy, this is a conspiracy.

It was precisely this unavoidable attack, relying on Zheng Yi's physical ability that was not much different from Zheng Yi's human posture, that made Zheng Yi completely unable to make any effective response in the first move.

So much so that it wasn't until the one-word punches that locked on the three places of Yintang, Renzhong, and throat came that Zheng Yi was able to use his uncontrolled other hand as a shield to forcefully eat the three fatal blows in the general sense. Even hit.

Although it is just a scorching mark now, in fact, less than a second ago, there were still fine cracks on Zheng Yi's palm bone.

If it weren't for his amazing self-regeneration ability, even if the average fighter didn't die in the three-strike fight, he would definitely lose one hand temporarily at this time.

"In the first round, it was Grandma, you won."

...It is not a trick that can be learned in a short while.

Zheng Yi raised his head and looked at Bawang.

Nor is it an opponent that can be easily defeated.

"Strike while the iron is hot, let's start the second round."

A white-gold stream of light began to flow from his waist.

In the training ground, a resounding bell rang.

PS:

first change

I had yesterday's things to deal with yesterday, and there is really nothing I can do when I am busy

Feel sorry(.﹏.*)

To be honest, I wanted to ask for leave today to take a rest, but it's not good to think about it (whispers)