A Panda's Martial Arts

That's right, even finding those mammoths is useless. Those little mammoths are cubs. Although they have a strong physique, their minds are still immature——

Leaving aside whether this kind of mentality is suitable for fighting, those mammoths can't deal with the light beam sword alone.

After all, no matter how strong these mammoths are, they are only flesh and blood after all.

And that light beam sword can even cut through hard rocks.

"But if I don't find them, who can save you?"

The saber-toothed tiger opened its mouth, but couldn't make any sound for a while.

It can't do it, and those little mammoths can't do it either, the pandas are far stronger than them, if something goes wrong, the pandas should save them—but now the pandas themselves are in a murderous situation Who can save him?

Without it, no one can save it.

This panda is probably dead.

Chapter 29 Master and Apprentice Love

Meanwhile, the depths of the shelter.

In the empty conference hall, Charlemagne sank into his chair. The light curtain opposite the long table was still on, but there was only a blind spot of snowflakes on the light curtain.

It is impossible for the camera probes in the refuge to be installed on the people of the floating city, just like those beautiful girls in the floating city, it is impossible to appear in such a ghost place as the refuge. The gap in the past, he is not qualified to ask the other party to do anything - it's just that this feeling makes Charlemagne very uncomfortable, he doesn't like this situation where he can't control the situation.

Fortunately, he didn't have to wait too long.

"Calculating the time, the Landwalker side should have finished."

A haggard old man came over in a wheelchair.

"Don't be too impatient, child, this is your biggest shortcoming, calm down."

"calm……"

Taking a deep breath, Charlemagne's face gradually calmed down, and the previous anxiety quickly disappeared, leaving only the usual indifference.

"Thank you, master."

Charlemagne stood up and bowed to the old man.

Then he directly stabbed the dagger in his hand into the chest of the old man.

"you……"

The old man named Rajput was stunned, with an unbelievable expression on his face, the blood dripping from his chest and abdomen stained his clothes red, and his face turned pale from the severe pain.

"why……"

"You ask me why? I want to ask you why."

Twirling the dagger, Charlemagne calmly cut the old man's internal organs.

"I'm your apprentice, right? I let you out of that cement coffin, right? Then why do you still want to hurt me? Why do you have to drag me to deal with that unknown panda?"

While talking, Charlemagne's attack became more and more powerful.

From the very beginning, from the very beginning, he didn't know why he was going against that panda——

You must know that he and the panda don't have any enmity at all, and they don't even know each other at all.

He is just a manager of the refuge, while the other party is a strong man who can trigger thunder, and there is no need for them to have a conflict from the beginning.

It was only because of the old immortal in front of him, and because the other party had a grudge against the panda, that he had to be tied to this dangerous chariot.

Fortunately, the danger was finally resolved.

Now it's time for him to deal with this old immortal.

"Just because of... this? Just because of... pandas?"

The old man in the wheelchair struggled desperately, but he couldn't push Charlemagne away.

"What do you know... You are my apprentice... Even if you don't want to fight, the panda will never let you go... Aren't we still going to the floating city? Why are you now..."

"Let's go to the floating city? Are you going to the floating city?"

Charlemagne sneered.

"In order to keep the secret of the elixir, if you dare to attack a panda so strong, then I also know the secret of the elixir, and you will let me live?"

"you……"

The old man in the wheelchair opened his mouth, but Charlemagne didn't intend to give him a chance to speak at all. He just stabbed the dagger into the old man's body again and again, twisting the blade to slice the old man's internal organs into pieces.

"You can't kill me... People in Floating Void City don't know you at all. Only when I take you can you..."

"Their people really didn't know me before, but now they do."

Stirring the blade in his hand, Charlemagne lowered his head and whispered in the old man's ear.

"Landwalker has already promised me that he will be my sponsor, let me become a citizen of the floating city, and live in a civilized world in the future... As for the price, there is only one price, and that is to let you die."

As he spoke, Charlemagne glanced at the old man's withered face.

"They don't like you, a lunatic who only creates chaos. Dying on the ground is your best ending...just think of it for me, master, and die with peace of mind."

"You can't kill me, you can't kill me... Come on!"

In Charlemagne's ears, an old voice suddenly sounded.

"Gandhara, kill him."

thump—

A heavy fist hit the back of the head, and then a big hand picked up Charlemagne, as easily as lifting a chicken.

Appearing in Charlemagne's line of sight was the leader of the Kshatriya war group, and it was Gandra wearing a battle armor. In the past, Charlemagne always thought that this was just a piece of rubbish who was stalking, just a vicious villain——

But until now, when he faced this two-meter-high giant at close range, Charlemagne really realized why such a piece of trash could become the leader of those soldiers.

This strong man may not be a good knife holder, but he is an excellent knife himself.

Even if the decoration on the handle is ugly and rustic, and the carving on the blade is not aesthetically pleasing, as long as it is held in someone's hand, this knife can still kill.

But now, this joke-like knife is held in the hands of a real knife-holder.

The knife started killing.

"What do you think you are!"

Echoing in the empty conference hall, it was a dull smashing sound.

The heavy gauntlet made of steel hit Charlemagne's head, beating Charlemagne's entire face to a bloody mess. A ferocious smile appeared on Qianduoluo's face. He had long wanted to show some color to the so-called king in front of him. Check it out.

Just after punching out, Qianduoluo's face suddenly changed.

It doesn't feel right...

And his strength is obviously much smaller.

"when……"

Qianduoluo subconsciously lowered his head, but saw a dagger formed by converging light blue light, which had been stabbed at his waist.

Then, everything is horizontal.

The armor on Qianduoluo is a relic for the leader of the battle group. It is solid and thick, and it can even make Qianduoluo completely ignore the bullets, and even the shelling can resist head-on——

But this is meaningless to the blue light-filled dagger, the scorching light beam blade cuts through armor as easily as it cuts butter.

"Om-"

With a soft sound, Qianduoluo was cut in half by the waist.

"What you're waiting for is that you emerge yourself."

Glancing at Gandra's half body lying on the ground, Charlemagne sneered, and turned his gaze to the old man in the wheelchair.

Looking at the stiff face of the old man, Charlemagne sighed for no reason.

"Now, your last reliance is gone."

"You can't go to Floating Void City, they can't accept you."

The old man in the wheelchair shook the wheelchair hard, but the hasty force even made him fall to the ground.

"You can't kill me, you can't kill me! What Floating Void City wants is the secret of the elixir in my hand, what they want is this! You can't kill me, you can't know those things if you kill me..."

"Do I need to know?"

Charlemagne chuckled.

"Master, what are you thinking? No matter how much you know, it doesn't matter to me. Now that Qianduoluo is dead, and the panda has been killed by the earth walker, as long as you die here again, I will be right." The one who understands the elixir the most...you think the same way, don't you? We have always been the same kind of people, didn't you accept me as a disciple because of this?"

Holding the beam dagger in his hand, Charlemagne strode forward.

"It's time to say goodbye, master."

The shining blue dagger cut down, and the light blue glow was the light of civilization.

"Yeah, it's time to say goodbye."

bang——

Charlemagne's entire body instantly hung on the far wall.

There was severe pain between the chest and abdomen, which was a sign that the ribs were almost completely shattered, but at this moment Charlemagne had no time to take care of these pains, he just stared blankly at the old man who turned over and stood up, his eyes were tearing apart.

"you……"

The heavy body hit the ground, and Charlemagne, who spat out blood, gritted his teeth.

"You're not limping?"

"Who told you I'm crippled? I just find it convenient to be in a wheelchair."

The old man named Rajput glanced around, kicked Gandra's body away, and then picked up the dagger that Charlemagne had just knocked down from under the body.

"Son, in fact, when you assassinate, you should use the lightsaber first, so I might be dead now...Of course, if you don't hide this hand, then Qianduoluo who is prepared will not fight you at all , but will mobilize soldiers to come over and blow your head off."

Holding the dagger, Rajput strode towards Charlemagne.

Just like when Charlemagne had just walked towards him.

"I just didn't expect you to learn swordsmanship without telling me, and your level seems to be pretty good."