I, Accelerator, the strongest hero

"As long as it is Xiaolongjuan's wish, everyone will do their best to help you realize it."

Soon time flew by, and three years passed in a blink of an eye.

During this period, Little Tornado completed many specious tests according to the requirements of the organization.

But perhaps it was due to her personality, or the transcendent qualities possessed by superpowers, these years did not leave any shadow on Xiao Longjuan's mind, on the contrary, it initially strengthened her original determination, and she gradually got used to this position Life in a delicate institution.

It also gave it a wrong impression that the institution gave up research on Fuxue due to its own efforts.

After that, although Xiao Longjuan didn't miss the adoptive parents who adopted her sister, she did miss her own sister Chuuxue very much.

Therefore, a suitable time was specially selected, which is about after the routine measurement in the second month of the third year.

Tornado, who was a little older, thought that he had put forward his thoughts to the researchers.

And how could the guys with ulterior motives let go so easily on such a principled issue.

The researchers who have no mercy at all responded to the girl so unfeelingly.

"You said you want to go outside?"

"Hehe, how can I do that? Besides, Xiao Longjuan, you are already homeless."

"It's been more than three years since you came here, and you should probably get used to it."

Tornado is undoubtedly a genius, but it's a pity that it lacks the environment that can really make it grow.

The blow that led to the first rejection was so hard.

Xiao Longjuan, who had never been rejected before, realized that he still didn't have the qualifications to bargain with the guys from the agency.

This can't help but make the girl's heart feel like lightning.

Again.

Once again accidentally trusting someone else.

Just when Xiao Longjuan was still hating his innocence, a seed of self-doubt was quietly planted in his heart.

Then, another month passed.

In this month's routine measurement, Xiaolong Juan suddenly found that he was unable to use superpowers (psychic power).

suffered an unprecedented reprimand.

All the false routine turned into real terror.

"what?!"

"Can't use superpowers anymore?!"

"What the hell is going on! Little dragon roll, you are not lying!"

Word by word, countless insults that hurt Tornado's self-esteem and could hardly be trusted were spoken from the mouths of those hypocritical and ulterior motives.

This behavior is tantamount to sprinkling salt on his wound to deepen his pain.

Then, after confirming that the small tornado is really unable to use superpowers.

The girl was brutally locked up in a solitary confinement cell.

The girl who didn't know what to do, heard such distraught words in the sound of the heavy door of the confinement room being slammed shut.

"Damn! There is no analysis result yet!"

"Give me a good look at her!"

"Until she can use superpowers again! No one is allowed to have any contact with her!"

In this way, the slightly older girls were kept alone in a dark room that became cold at night and could even smell of rats for four days. Light shines through.

Just one mistake led to such a result.

Even the seeds of self-doubt are growing rapidly.

Fortunately, there is a small cage in the confinement room, and Xiao Longjuan can rely on it to obtain a lot of comfort. After all, it is the only object in the confinement room that can be touched except for the toilet.

Sitting curled up in the cage with my knees hugged all the time, my arms and waist would be very painful and uncomfortable, and I would suffer all the time. However,

But there is no way to leave it.

In fact, even if there is self-doubt, the emotion is more anger.

To be changed NO.98

Labulaba didn't continue talking, she also knew that she had screwed up, the number of enemies was getting exaggerated, it was too dangerous to fight with so many enemies in this situation, and she should follow their instructions You should plan to retreat.

"Be obedient, remember what you promised me in the past."

As he said that, the black tea gentleman immediately activated his personality and took off the windbreaker that would get in the way during the battle. Anyway, under the clothes is his battle uniform.

He showed a gentleman's etiquette towards the dozens of drooling and screaming brainless.

"Everyone, please open your eyes and see clearly! The black tea gentleman is here! I will stop you here!"

Labulaba looked at the black tea gentleman and knew that his determination had been made, and the situation had changed since then, and a big battle was inevitable.

The black tea gentleman felt that his stupidity led to being used by others, and he was deceived together with his partner girl, but this is not a reason to retreat. There are too many innocent people here, and more people cannot be implicated because of the fault of their combination. His rationality is always telling the enemy that he is invincible and retreating is the best solution, but he just can't do it.

He had nowhere to go.

Even if he is no longer yearning for a hero, he has already turned into a righteous thief.

It is true that his black tea gentleman does not have much decent power, and he has never done anything decent, but he still hopes to be a decent thief in front of his partner girl.

At this moment, there is only one thought in his mind, that is to forcibly fight and drag the nearby heroes to come.

Doing his best to keep casualties to a minimum is the only decent decision he can make now.

"Hahahaha, it's really shameless."

"Just have fun with my little cuties."

Yamada Yu walked up the portal and left the scene.

Labulaba didn't continue talking, she also knew that she had screwed up, the number of enemies was getting exaggerated, it was too dangerous to fight with so many enemies in this situation, and she should follow their instructions You should plan to retreat.

"Be obedient, remember what you promised me in the past."

As he said that, the black tea gentleman immediately activated his personality and took off the windbreaker that would get in the way during the battle. Anyway, under the clothes is his battle uniform.

He showed a gentleman's etiquette towards the dozens of drooling and screaming brainless.

"Everyone, please open your eyes and see clearly! The black tea gentleman is here! I will stop you here!"

Labulaba looked at the black tea gentleman and knew that his determination had been made, and the situation had changed since then, and a big battle was inevitable.

The black tea gentleman felt that his stupidity led to being used by others, and he was deceived together with his partner girl, but this is not a reason to retreat. There are too many innocent people here, and more people cannot be implicated because of the fault of their combination. His rationality is always telling the enemy that he is invincible and retreating is the best solution, but he just can't do it.

He had nowhere to go.

Even if he is no longer yearning for a hero, he has already turned into a righteous thief.

It is true that his black tea gentleman does not have much decent power, and he has never done anything decent, but he still hopes to be a decent thief in front of his partner girl.

At this moment, there is only one thought in his mind, that is to forcibly fight and drag the nearby heroes to come.

At this moment, there is only one thought in his mind, that is to forcibly fight and drag the nearby heroes to come.

-40

After swinging the knife, according to the ninja's usual habits, the flashing Flash will stay behind the opponent with ease, just like a real man who never looks back at the explosion, and has no intention of turning back to observe the results of the battle. With a head of blond hair, a feminine and handsome appearance, and a slender figure, the ninja hero declared his so-called victory indifferently.

"Of course I don't feel too much pride in my speed, but judging from the fact that the winner can be determined between lightning and flint, I should be stronger."

In Shining's understanding, a true strongman must be able to kill the enemy with a single blow. He must not only achieve the result of the battle, but also leave no traces, and even the point where no one can notice the existence of the enemy can be regarded as the top. The performance that combat power should have.

However, Flash's plan deviated from the original track for the first time, and the expected scene of Boros' blood spattering three feet did not appear.

On the contrary, Poros, who was with the old god, stood there unscathed, with an expression as if he had found a new toy. The cosmic overlord applauded with satisfaction and gave a pertinent evaluation.

"Good speed, probably no one in my subordinates can match you."

As soon as the words were finished, Poros seemed to feel that the flash hadn't done his best, so he added a sentence casually.

"Your top speed should be more than that."

Flash turned around in surprise

(That Boros actually has the ability to dodge my slash!!?)

(Didn't expect that among the weirdos, there is someone who can move at the same speed as me?! Pure reaction speed? Or special ability?)

Flash, who missed a blow, frowned. He suddenly realized that this monster named Poros must have far superior combat power. Those other weirdos that Flash had seen so far had a tendency to faintly exceed his own estimation.

The option of doing it again naturally appeared in Flash's mind.

With luck, or luck, it is possible to dodge a flash slash.

But if Poros can really dodge his flashing slash, it means that the strength of the opponent is enough to support him to see through all the moves, which means that the danger has risen to an extremely high level.

And the flash of pride cannot allow this kind of thing to happen. After all, other than him, it is difficult for other S-class heroes to deal with an all-around supernatural monster like Boros.

So Flash immediately made up his mind.

It surpassed the speed of sound by several times and reached the limit explosion of the sub-light speed field. Its movements of drawing the sword and slashing were like escaping into the gap of time. It was silent but contained amazing power.

This is something that only the flashy Flash can do among the S-class heroes.

In this split second, Flash, who had made up his mind to kill, swung a flash of slashing blows in order to kill Poros.

Even among the S-class heroes, not many of them could count how many knives Flash had swung.

The answer is thousands of dollars.

Different directions, different angles.

Same power, same speed.

When the lightning and flint pass, Poros will see a knife zooming in continuously in his sight, and then the storm-like swing will fall on him, without any dead angle or room to dodge.

I can only watch helplessly as the blade is applied to the body, tearing the flesh, cutting the tendons, cutting off the nerves, and becoming the strongest dead soul under my knife.

Then, the confident expression on Shimmer's face became serious.

Because Poros's big eyes were always squinting slightly, locking on the trajectory of Flash Slash with his scrutinizing eyes.

Fighting is the greatest joy of Poros' life.

And now the extreme speed that the flash erupted has completely reached the level that aroused his interest.

"Interesting, let's make gestures."

Facing the flash's trick, Poros stretched out a finger again just like he was hitting the metal bat not long ago, and returned to the state of neither dodging nor dodging.

Then, the extremely fast blade swung by the ninja hero, a total of [-] knives, was blocked by Poros with a single finger at this moment, making a crisp collision sound of "ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping-pong, even a few kilometers away. The neighborhood can hear it clearly.

In the range of the two fighting, there are constantly fleeting sparks beating, as if someone is holding a hammer and desperately beating the tip of a freshly baked knife here, staged a beautiful and dangerous fire tree and silver flower .

The impeccable speed competition, even if the flashing slashing power itself is not strong, and Boros has not shown his real combat power, it is still a battle that non-top S-level heroes cannot see clearly.

The handover of the blade and the finger, even the aftermath of the collision, directly set off a storm on the spot, as if a tornado created out of nothing was wreaking havoc on everything around.

In a short moment, the ground was overwhelmed and sank into a huge circular pit, and the places that the overflowing aftermath could reach were all turned into powder in the interlacing.

When the dust raised by the collision fell to the ground, Poros looked at the flashing light with great interest, and said in a flat but powerful tone.

"Back off, your breath is out of order."

Not being able to enjoy the battle to the fullest, to the overlord of the universe, is like a hungry diner who cannot have a full meal. Compared with the full-bodied main course of Fang Tongtong, other side dishes can be tasted lightly.

As Poros said, the flashing Flash ushered in his long-lost limit. For the first time, he experienced the terrible experience of others being crushed by himself with speed.

But unlike the super-alloy black light that is lax in will, Flash, like Sonic, is also born in the hometown of ninjas whose purpose of survival is to kill. , can be called the best among ninjas.

A ninja with such an experience, even if the shining hand holding the sword trembles slightly due to fatigue, he still believes that he has the strength to continue the battle.

The more unique and strong the person, the more likely they will rely on basic things and not easily deviate from their own heart.

The flashing Flash is such a proud and strong man, how could he shrink back because of Poros's words, the ninja hero forced his attention to diverge, and then he replied indifferently and seriously.

"Poros, maybe your limit speed is slightly better than mine, but that doesn't mean that victory must belong to you."

"I've seen through your moves."