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Uncle Sang turned the tip of the knife down, touched the stubble of his chin with playful eyes, and said, "Bug is what the contractors describe as some monsters, like you, who just came to the strength space and have the strength of a C-level contractor. title."

"Although the level does not represent strength, the higher the level, the more tasks you have done, the more points you have, and the easier it is to improve your strength."

Aya Xiaocheng nodded.

"Besides, every person who is called a bug will basically become an elite among the masters later on, so that's why people are envious." Uncle Sang said.

But that's what he said, but Ling Xiaocheng couldn't see the envy in his eyes.

but.

It's none of his business.

"Have you seen other people called Bugs?" Ling Xiaocheng asked.

Uncle Sang smiled slightly: "I have seen it before. Although there are not many people who are called bugs, I happened to meet one. That guy is really good at playing with fire, but his IQ is a bit low, haha!"

one...

Forget it.

Ling Xiaocheng put the silver blade horizontally in front of him again, and said lightly: "Thank you for the information, but let's continue our battle."

"Oh, what a boring boy." Uncle Sang stopped laughing, shook his head helplessly, and said, "Young man, you want to win, get points, and improve your strength, but... what is the purpose of doing this?"

"Isn't improving strength just to survive? There's no reason for that." Ling Xiaocheng said, and then rushed forward with a kick!

"Is it just to survive? Even if your strength reaches the peak and all the enemies are killed by you, then... what's the use? Some things are lost, and they can never be found again." Uncle Sang seemed to remember What, a flash of nostalgia flashed in the vicissitudes of life eyes, whispered.

Aya Xiaocheng made a horizontal cut!

"One shape - water surface cut!"

"Ping!"

"The second type—water wheel!"

"boom!"

Ling Xiaocheng held the handle of the knife tightly, and the silver blade vibrated violently, as if it was constantly slashing.

"Three Types - Hit the Tide!"

Waves of rough sea waves surged from the Silver Blade, beating continuously like a tide!

Uncle Sang didn't see it right.

The silver blade seemed to be swiping countless times, and it was conceivable that the destructive power must be extremely powerful.

"One-knife technique-Shunlei!"

In an instant!

There was a crackling sound on the black knife, and black arcs jumped continuously on the knife, slashing towards the silver blade like thunder!

"boom!"

"Crackling!"

"Zizi!"

Two knives collide!

The violent thunder and lightning collided violently with the raging waves!

Black electric arcs and blue water droplets splashed from the two knives to the surroundings!

There was a huge noise that resounded through the sky!

around the villa.

Remnants of limbs and broken arms were scattered all over the ground, and people in different clothes stood on the blood all over the ground.

They hang around.

Don't dare to disturb the battle between the adults in the center and the night raiders.

But a roar next to them shocked their bodies.

Hastily turned his gaze over there.

Violent black arcs kept leaping there, roaring and shouting like a ferocious Thor God of Thunder.

Against it is the choppy sea, the constant slapping of the rising tide against the shore.

The two collide!

Black lightning overflowed to the side, scorching several places on the ground black!

The blue waves overflowed to the side, soaking most of the ground!

Gollum!

"It seems that another adult is fighting the night attack over there. They are so strong." One of the imperial soldiers opened his mouth and exclaimed.

They seem to understand why the minister doesn't want them to interfere in the battle of the adults.

It turned out that they were too good at it, and they were afraid of affecting the battle of the adults.

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The other side of the villa creek.

Next to a cherry blossom tree.

The pitch-black violent lightning crackled from the black knife, and bursts of lightning overflowed all around, scorching the ground and the pink cherry blossom petals with electricity.

A burnt smell emanated from the burnt black place.

The blue and white tide gushed out from the blue knife, and the blade of the knife kept hitting the black knife like the tide kept hitting the shore, and the sound of bang bang bang was continuous.

Crystal clear drops of water continuously sprinkled around, and the hair on Ling Xiaocheng's forehead was blown by the strong wind mixed with water drops, making it a little sticky.

shit!

Ling Xiaocheng's feet began to push back, and layers of mud were piled up behind his heels.