I, Accelerator, the strongest hero

It's the special feeling of disciplining a younger sister who has done bad things.

Wei Wei makes Long Juan feel displeased that her younger sister still doesn't show any sign of repentance.

The biggest proof is that Jigoku Fubuki is still manipulating the telekinetic power, roaring continuously like an anti-aircraft gun, firing air shells condensed from Hell Lanlan, mixed with steel bars and gravel extracted from buildings.

Even Mr. Bang Gu and others beside him were implicated.

The old man with silver fangs stretched out a finger calmly, waved it effectively several times without haste, and knocked down all the air cannonballs that would endanger the surrounding area and crushed them all.

The old man, who was always paying attention to the quarrel between the superpower sisters, sighed, and said helplessly in his tone.

"Hey, the two sisters look alike."

"Young people are just too easy to get emotional."

Accelerator smiled and expressed his opinion.

"Ha, my uncle will not agree with your statement."

"These two seemingly similar people have nothing in common."

"It's like asking what is the difference between a person who is born with a talent and a person who relies on himself to find his talent. It is also a stupid question."

Someone is convinced that even in this rare and surprisingly dynamic sister quarrel, if Fubuki Jigoku can successfully achieve any achievement, it will be an important victory.

The so-called belief of any strong person starts from the establishment of self-confidence.

Compared with Tornado, his younger sister Hell Fubuki also has good beliefs, but unfortunately she doesn't have enough strength, as well as the courage and confidence to be firm in her own correctness.

If Hell Fubuki can complete the tornado to challenge the source of shadow head-on alone, it will undoubtedly add a more powerful pawn to someone's power.

For Accelerator, such a superficially turbulent situation is another kind of calculation.

Sure enough, even thanks to someone's help, Jigoku Fubuki, who has increased the telekinetic control threshold by about 20.00% of the total value, will not have the combat power to surpass his sister Tornado in a short time.

However, Fubuki's state of mind is not the same as before.

The biggest evidence is that Hell Fubuki is still thinking hard about how to defeat the tornado.

Dare not to escape, dare to challenge yourself, and dare to go beyond your own limits. This is the simplest and crudest way to "become stronger".

It is a necessary way to gain confidence and courage.

Jigoku Fubuki, who was in a mess all over, sweating profusely and panting but still trying to overcome difficulties, undoubtedly finally walked on the proper path of self-practice.

As if they sensed the deep meaning hidden in someone's words, the defeated Atomic Samurai and Mr. Bang Gu continued to pay attention thoughtfully. This was supposed to be a play where the powerful sister taught the disobedient sister.

And the template on the trembling tornado's body, which can be said to be as clean as dust, still proudly crossed his hands on his chest, and said so to his sister with a rare gratified expression on his face.

"Blowing snow, is it time to stop?

"I already understand."

It seemed that a lot of time had passed, and even a slow-witted person like Tornado could feel that Hell Fubuki's fatigue was becoming more and more obvious.

Hell Fubuki gasped heavily with "ha" and "huha" on one side, and looked at her sister with an unknowable puzzled expression on her face, feeling like she didn't expect Tornado to say such a thing.

The trembling tornado watched Fubuki, the ice on his face gradually melted, and continued to explain with the same astonishing and gentle smile.

"Fubuki, I'm sorry."

"It's true that I failed to pay attention to your mood. My sister has already realized the seriousness of this problem."

At this moment, the words of the trembling tornado changed, and suddenly began to speak violently.

"Once again I realize how [weak] you are, Fubuki."

"It is because of my negligence and laissez-faire that you become such a bad boy."

"These serious problems, at least half of the responsibility lies with my sister."

"Whether it's Accelerator or [Fubuki Team], it's all because you shouldn't come into contact with the pests."

"Even heroes and such are not something that Fubuki can touch at this stage."

Facing such an astonishing transformation, Hell Fubuki couldn't help but widen his eyes, still letting the sweat dripping down his delicate skin drop by drop.

The trembling tornado did not intend to let go of his sister at all, and continued to make up the sword with a ruthless and decisive attitude.

"Weak, too sad."

"It will make you suffer miserable results. These are things I don't want to see my sister."

"So, from now on, Fubuki will be protected by my sister (me) again."

The words were stabbing back and forth in Hell Fubuxue's heart like sharp knives, every word, every sentence intensified the pain and humiliation.

At this moment, the smile on Tornado's face reached its peak.

At this moment, the anger in Chuuxue's heart reached a critical point.

"So, Fubuki, let my sister go back together."

At the same time, Tornado stretched out his hand and shook hands quite seriously.

The telekinetic force like an astonishing light blue curtain with an unmatched energy level is like an invisible and swift violent hammer, which goes straight to Hell Chuuxue's eyebrows with the momentum of breaking mountains and ground.

The idea of ​​a tornado is extremely simple.

If the younger sister is disobedient, she will be knocked out forcibly, and then she will make a long-term plan.

And to complete this method, the only object of defense needed is a certain person.

That's why she had so many conversations with Fuxue that she thought were nonsense, as if someone had come prepared, Tornado was also prepared.

No one could have imagined that a bloodstain suddenly appeared on the thumb of the hand that Tornado extended!

Chapter 310 Bloodstains (Part [-])

It was a small but extremely conspicuous ordinary blood stain as bright as rouge.

However, the reason for the appearance of this bloodstain should also be thought-provoking.

Especially at this point in time, leaving such a mark on the [Thrilling Tornado] who was able to remain calm and unharmed in the face of powerful dragon-level monsters alone.

What's more, the residual power and special properties attached to this insignificant wound undoubtedly no longer reveal the identity of the person who applied the force.

Hell blowing snow.

And the first quarrel between the two sisters with superpowers, which is so loud and the movement is even more astonishing, is coming to an end.

It's just that the current situation of Hell Tornado is very bad. She is like a mortal being forced to be placed at the bottom of the deep sea. The third type of highly condensed special thought power freely controlled by her sister Tornado is wrapped around Fubuki's delicate body.

Even under the careful control of the tornado, the heavy oppression of Fubuki like the pressure of deep sea water, just a casual and merciless attack, an energy level less than one-thousandth of a normal attack, still Hell Fubuki was so oppressed that he almost lost consciousness.

The whole body could not move at all.

Not to mention manipulating one's own mental power to reorganize the defense, just like the soldiers in the middle world array were suddenly overwhelmed by a fierce and large number of cavalry. When fear and the team spread, the word "regroup" is simply wishful thinking .

This is the predicament Hell Fubuki is going through now.

Even thinking and using thoughts will become extremely difficult. Under the condition of bearing this power, it seems that even the span of time has been stretched, and every second is like an hour, which is desperate .

Then, even maintaining one's own breathing became difficult.

When the hypoxia started to get worse, Jill Fubuki obviously fell into a state of confusion.

First of all, the skin all over the body, especially the lips, nails, etc., quickly become blue and purple.

The blood pressure in the body was dropping, and then the pupils staring at sister Tornado became dilated and enlarged.

If you can't get rid of this pressure, you will inevitably fall into a coma at the end of your life.

Under such a severe situation, Jigoku Fubuki exhausted all his courage and strength, reluctantly and weakly said so.

"I...would never...choose your...."

"....elder sister."

Of course, the tornado will never miss, let alone have any intention of killing Hell Fubuki.

This does not mean that Tornado will not feel any discomfort with the attitude and actions shown by Hell Fubuki before. From the perspective of the elders, it is a little strict to accept the responsibility of doing wrong things within the acceptable range. Children, it is nothing more than a matter of course.

The trembling tornado thought exactly the same way, and even more so.

Therefore, Tornado, who controlled the situation with absolute power, faced his sister with an undisguised tone, revealing a feeling of displeasure everywhere, and muttered to himself with a seemingly expressionless face.

"Blowing snow, do you know what you're talking about and what you're doing?"

"Honestly...I'm disappointed in you."

"For a long time, my sister has turned a blind eye to your actions, but she didn't expect that you still went astray and became such a bad boy who refused to admit his mistakes, let alone change."

"Hey, this is my responsibility, it's my dereliction of duty as a sister."

At this moment, it may be that the tornado's mood was not calm, causing the very shallow wound to be squeezed, and just at that moment, there was a drop of bright red and fiery blood, which slowly flowed out from the wound in large drops. fall to the ground.

This kind of unfolding is something that even the tornado would never have thought of.

Jill Fubuki, who was vaguely conscious, still witnessed this ingenious moment.

The tornado once said to her in the past, those words that were still causing harm in the depths of her heart, also began to reverberate in her heart involuntarily.

"Even when I, Tornado, was sensible, I was stronger than Fubuki now."

This sentence was said to Jill Fubuki by her sister Tornado when she was 15 years old.

"It's because of you, Fubuki, that you are always hanging out with those strange guys, so you haven't grown up."

That was shortly after the establishment of the [Fubuki Group] two years ago, when Hell Fubuki had just begun to run around as a hero and tried to prove himself, when he knew the conclusion of the [Fubuki Group] after Tornado.

"So, you called that move [Hell Lan]?"

"Only using weak enemies as imaginary enemies, the moves conceived are not moves at all, are they?"

That was a year ago, after Hell Fubuki and [Fubuki Group] had consolidated their positions in the entire B-level, he and his subordinates encountered a powerful weirdo, and finally conceived [Hell Lane] after barely defeating the weirdo. When I told my sister happily, Tornado left her view ruthlessly with her eyes.

In Hell Fubuki's life, whether it is [ability], [connection], [thinking], [effort], these ordinary people have one of the talents that can be rubbed out, all of which are not worth mentioning in front of Tornado.

Therefore, I don't know when, Hell Fubuki no longer worshiped his sister like he did in childhood, but turned into a resentment laced with terror and unwillingness.

Like Sister Longjuan, she lives a messy life every day. She has neither experienced hard battles nor the sense of powerlessness of being forcibly crushed by overwhelming forces. She can continue to grow stronger just by relying on the talent bestowed by God, watching TV every day, and sleeping. A guy who can kill enemies with a wave of his hand.

Everyone is born in the same present, so how can a tornado reach the end of its power?

On the other hand, I used all the resources at hand without any waste, and spent countless efforts and efforts to achieve results, in exchange for Tornado's words after words.

No matter who it is, it must be unbalanced.

No matter how much Hell Fubuki adored her sister Tornado when she was a child, that feeling would be wiped out by such tugging.

But now it is different.

This time, the wound left by her [Hell Arashi] on Tornado's hand represents the first time that Jill Fubuki has escaped from the shadow of Tornado.

It was by his own ability that he faced the shadows alone and completed the transformation.

There is an essential difference between keeping that tornado unscathed and slightly hurting her.

The latter represents that Hell Tornado is really on the starting line.

Although there was someone's intervention, all of this was achieved by Hell Fubuki's hard work.

When consciousness was about to blur, Hell Fubuki showed a forced smile at Tornado, and said slowly with great relief.

"...Sister...you are hurt."

"My...choice...was the right one."

Chapter 310 Intensified

Just when Hell Fubuki couldn't hold on anymore, the huge thought power oppressing him automatically dissipated.

This is not someone's handwriting.

It's the judgment of the tornado.

In fact, before she noticed the tiny bloodstain and the low blood on her hand, she didn't plan to have a real relationship with her own sister.

At best, it was a little punishment.

Relying on the control of the tyrannical power of thought, he floated about half a meter above the floor almost as if no one else was there. He was less than 1.6 meters tall. Fubuki, the younger sister who was panting heavily on the floor, said so with a slightly relieved smile on her face.

"Flower, you are still so gentle."