The moon is full of evil, but the simulator is full of evil

Heart-pounding strong!

It is not simply the strength of strength, but the combination of muscular strength and superb skills

Everyone knew that Su Shu was very strong, and the Spartans all praised the heroism of His Royal Highness Kratos.

But without showing such a palpitating, shining armored form of a god, how could this boy's physical body be so powerful?

Obviously, the young man's figure was originally well-proportioned, but in contrast to the silver-haired beauty's strong physique, he looked as weak as a well-behaved little white rabbit.

adults and children.

From the looks of it, there was a huge gap in body size.

——But in fact, in terms of current physical fitness, Su Shu is the "adult".

To him, Katniss was nothing more than a playful child.

With such a result, there is no suspense.

Under the blessing of the Spartan God of War belief, together with the outbreak of red anger, Su Shu's current punch can collapse a house with one blow.

In terms of muscular strength, Katniss was no match, and her strengths, which were originally suppressed by strength, became her weaknesses.

In terms of the skill of dispelling a thousand catties of force, Su Shu now possesses the power of a thousand pounds, and it is even more handy when he uses it.

"Assigned."

In Katniss, the scarlet pupils slowly faded, and in the eyes that seemed a little stagnant.

Su Shu smiled and stretched out his hand towards her.

This is not even a warm-up.

Perhaps, the words that start with the word Kai are all destined to be deflated by nature?

Don't be a comedian, Katniss

This strong and solid body is a very good material for practice - no matter how much it is ravaged, it should not be easily broken, right?

The muscular girl with white hair and red pupils fits well with Su Shu's P system.

Looking at the handsome face of the black-haired boy in front of him.

The brown-skinned and silver-haired beauty with breasts was panting almost stagnantly, and her chest was full like waves undulating.

The bright sunlight and the soft gaze of the young man seemed to intertwine in a trance in the eyes of the silver-haired beauty.

An ambiguous mist gasped from Katniss' lips.

"How about marrying me, Your Highness? It doesn't matter how you want to ravage me and use me up."

The silver-haired beauty held the boy's arm and stood up slowly.

Immediately, she got down on one knee and made a embarrassing, cathartic and bold courtship.

In those azure blue pupils, the original turbulent scarlet seemed to form an ambiguous and charming heart shape.

These unabashed, fiery words

Miss Atalanta in the auditorium became sharper.

Medea, the little witch, opened her mouth slightly and looked away blushingly.

After such a round of fighting, Katniss had already fully understood that she could not be Su Shu's opponent.

If he can't beat him, then he has no choice but to cling to him shamelessly. The Valkyrie is just like this character - she wants to get what she wants, and she will do everything she can to grab it.

The Greeks are so bold.

"Sorry, I have a fiancée."

Su Shu declined with a smile.

"So what if you have a fiancée? Isn't that still unmarried, Your Highness?"

Katniss licked her fingers held by Su Shu, narrowed her loving eyes slightly, her expression was as charming as a cat in heat.

"Groups of wives and concubines are very common for the king. What kind of beauty is your fiancée? I really want to see her."

The voice is exhausted.

Jason covered his face.

Hercules and Asclepius looked at each other and shook their heads.

I told you to read the Spartan literature last night, Katniss, you fucking soak the sheets in bed, don't you?

Sunny, bright and clear.

In the silver-haired beauty's slightly dazed expression.

The smile on the young man's face gradually faded away, and the insignificant voice seemed to disappear in the sea breeze in an instant.

"She died."

Katniss: "Huh?"

Jason immediately jumped down from the spectator seats, picked up the back of the estrous white hair, and dragged her back in a daze.

"Can you fucking use your shrunken brain, Katniss! His Royal Highness Kratos is only 12 years old, why did he become the king of Sparta?"

The low growl of the blond youth reverberated in the silver-haired beauty's thoughts.

Katniss, who was dragged away, looked at the black-haired boy standing in the field, looked at him, and stood alone in the wind and dust.

A broad palm lightly pressed on the boy's shoulder.

"My condolences, Your Highness."

Hercules' words came from behind, and Su Shu just shook his head slightly.

"It doesn't matter, the ignorant is not guilty."

Say so.

The black-haired boy looked up in a daze.

His father, Leonidas, was sitting in the auditorium of the arena with his childhood sweetheart, Myrrine, smiling, encouraging and cheering him up.

Su Shu clenched his palm tightly.

The boy's knuckles creaked inch by inch.

"Master Alcades."

"Ok?"

"Come and fight."

The dark-haired boy smiled and said,

"—Battle can make me forget these troubles for a while. I haven't played a game heartily for a long time."

Lowered eyelids.

Hercules stared at the well-proportioned young man in front of him who was two heads shorter than himself.

He nodded vigorously.

"it is good."

"Don't worry, it will hurt me." Su Shu said with a smile, "I am very tough. If you are careless, you may lose."

"Then, I will do my best." The black-haired young man nodded, "Asclepius, here, he will heal us."

The solemn aura spread slowly in the arena.

The two sides walked slowly to both sides of the field.

It's just to learn from each other, not to fight to the death.

Hercules would not use his own trials, and of course Su Shu would not use Aatrox's annihilation form.

Both parties have given up their own treasures, and want to use the most essential body, strength and skills to fight heartily.

Hercules' bronze-colored body was close to [-] meters tall, and his tight and muscular muscles were as burly as a hill.

Su Shu felt the true etheric magic that existed in Hercules' body, so pure that it was almost condensed into substance.

His body and blood contained the "breath of God".

His divinity is so strong that he can dominate and shock the audience just by his aura.No matter who it is, the moment they see Hercules, they can feel the majesty of divinity emanating from his body.

"I have always had a curious question"

Su Shu moved the joints all over his body.

"Master Alcaides, why do you speak so deeply and frustratingly?"

When Hercules spoke, Su Shu felt like the patriot Bodrocasti.

The same thick, the same solemn, the same deep and hoarse.

Could it be that the big hero is the same as the big daddy, with a bad voice?

It seems to recall some bad memories.

Hercules lowered his eyelids.

"Speaking less can curb my "madness". "

Today's great heroes are not convenient to explain in detail.

So, with a look of silent mourning, Atalanta spoke softly.

"Your Highness, the divine power descended by the Queen Hera caused Alcaides to suffer from the curse of madness - he once accidentally killed his own family members.

"So, to the extent that it does not affect normal thinking, he sealed a part of his mind with the fur of the divine lion.

"So, Alcaides' language function has been affected to a certain extent-he can only simplify his words."

It turned out to be the case.

Following Atalanta's narration, Su Shu also slightly recalled the story of the original Greek scriptures.

The great hero Hercules accidentally killed his family because of the mad curse, and started the journey of the Twelve Trials with the remorse of atonement.

It was all played by the gods, and the family was destroyed.

Therefore, after learning about Kratos' life experience.

From the young man in front of him.

Hercules saw his past.

The sympathetic pain of family ruin—Kratos did not choose to escape, but shouldered Sparta and everything Leonidas left him.

So

In the battle, let's express our heart and respect.

Hercules will go all out.

Greece's most famous hero, slowly took a step forward.

boom--

With the purest power of the body, trampled violently, as if the earth was trembling.

It's like a weak little beast seeing a fierce tiger.

The Argonauts in the auditorium were shaken for a while, and a strong sense of palpitation suddenly rose in their hearts.

Hercules' long hair fluttered wildly at the back of his head, and the majestic magic power surged up and down his body like a black tide, fluttering and beating like a flame, spreading with a violent sense of oppression.

There are no fancy moves, nor any flashy tricks.

He stepped forward suddenly, and punched the black-haired boy with all his strength.

hum-

The strength of this punch is enough to create a shock wave of tens of meters, which will smash a city

The iron plate as tall as a door was smashed into powder.