hero?it must be me

A gust of wind rose from the ground, sweeping away the unsightly smoke and dust.

Then, the two men who were still standing were revealed.

There were burn marks all over his body, and the marks left by the heavy punches and beatings were clearly visible. Zheng Qi stood there with his right eye swollen and missing a few teeth.

In front of him was Seti who was still in a punching posture and also covered in injuries.

After a long while, it was Zheng Qi who made a movement first.

His knees softened, and his body, which could no longer squeeze even a little bit of strength, swayed slightly, almost kneeling on one knee.

"Remember this feeling, kid, um, no..."

A big hand rubbed Zheng Qi's hair.

The tall man began to fall backwards.

However, before falling to the ground, his body scattered golden starlight in the air.

Zheng Qi, who was struggling to even move a finger, raised his gaze slightly.

There was no one in front of him before he knew it.

"Win, Zheng Qi, be upright."

——Only these words still echoed in his ears.

For a long time.

Chapter 113 Chapter 110: The harvest is great, it will be used for the next time

"Congratulations, Zheng Qi."

The battlefield disappeared.

The hustle and bustle is gone.

In the star-studded black world, the body has recovered to the present, but in front of Zheng Qi, who still has bursts of pain and fatigue in his consciousness, the magic tome in the shape of Yumi floats slowly and lands on his shoulder.

"You have successfully completed this trial of will."

really.

——When the magic book said so, or in other words, when he swung that punch full of pride, Zheng Qi knew that he was right.

Use the body of an ordinary high school student to fight Sett, who is on the battlefield.

Can such a battle be won with the mind?Can technology win?

Stop daydreaming.

Not only is there a gap in physical strength, there is also a gap in experience between Zheng Qi and Seti.

Speaking of life-and-death fighting experience, even though Zheng Qi has defeated several stand-in envoys, in terms of experience, he still can't compare with Seti in the hero record.

In a battle where both victory and defeat are decisive, the difference between Zheng Qi and Seti is far from being summed up by a single weight difference.

The magic book said at the beginning of this trial that she opened it to Zheng Qi because of the possibility of Zheng Qi passing it.

In other words, according to the magic book, Zheng Qi has the ability to defeat Seti and pass the test under such extreme conditions.

Therefore, in the first few days, Zheng Qi's thinking fell into a dead end.

He kept trying, from thinking about how to persist in front of Seti for a longer time at the beginning, to thinking about whether Seti had a weakness that could be exploited, he believed in the words of the Grimoire, and believed that he must have some kind of technology, Or be able to formulate some kind of tactical strategy to defeat Sett under such harsh conditions.

At the end, Zheng Qi, racking his brains, finally came to the only conclusion.

That is to exhaust all the skills he has mastered, exhaust all his thoughts, and in the end, he still cannot win against Seti in that battlefield.

On that side of the battlefield, facing all the techniques he has mastered and all the tactics he has conceived, Sett only needs to step forward and punch, and he can defeat them all.

That is undoubtedly a cruel fact that will make people feel disheartened.

Even Zheng Qi had self-doubt because of this.

That night, Zheng Qi almost mechanically repeated the movements of dodging and parrying, lingering on Sett's fist as if completing a mission.

Until a certain moment, he fell down again, and his trance seemed to be unable to disobey the wailing from all over his body. When he was about to fall down like that, he seemed to hear someone's voice.

"It doesn't matter how many times you get knocked down, what matters is how many times you get up."

At that moment, it was as if an electric current had flowed through his brain, along his spinal cord, and into his whole body.

At that moment, Zheng Qi understood.

Use your head?

With technology?

Those things are absolutely impossible for Zheng Qi to pass this trial.

Can't win?now it's right.

Because this is an [unwinnable fight].

However, the Grimoire wouldn't give him a trial with no chance of passing.

So, after calming down and thinking again, Zheng Qi found the answer.

He got to the real heart of the trial.

From the very beginning, this trial was a trial of will.

And when Zheng Qi really recovered those important things, got up from the sand again and again, and confronted Seki with punches and punches, and approached victory with all his strength without giving up a step. His true purpose was vividly displayed on him——

"From now on, this pride belongs only to you."

Staring at Zheng Qi's profile, Magic Code said softly.

- That's right!

The real purpose of this trial, from the very beginning, was to allow Zheng Qi to have his own [proud intention].

It's like the teacher writes the knowledge in the textbook into blackboard writing, and the students write it down one by one, and then turn it into all kinds of knowledge they have.

From now on, Zheng Yi's arrogance is his own arrogance.

It is the power produced by his own belief and obsession, fighting spirit and self!

"My own... pride."

Zheng Qi lowered his head and looked at his hands.

With the thoughts surging in his chest, pure golden flames suddenly bloomed on his fists.

Although Seti's arrogance will also appear golden, but if he really witnessed the burst of arrogance between Seti and Zheng Qi, then anyone would immediately notice the difference between the two.

Sett's [gold] is like a raging fire, unscrupulously showing its own brilliance, revealing from the inside to the outside the wildness that seems to gather everyone's eyes on him.

The [gold] of Zheng Qi is like mountains and seas, calm, quiet, and heavy-it obviously has such a solid metal texture, but it burns quietly with a calm posture, as if in the deepest part of that brilliance, There is something pure and huge, just about to break free from this thick shell.

At that time, it must be like a landslide, like a tsunami.

That is the color of Zheng Qi.

That is, it belongs to Zheng Qi's [Proud Intention].

This difference is not just a difference in feeling, when pride is added to the body.There will also be differences in the properties they exhibit.

Moreover, from now on, the four active skills of subduing others, deliberate punching, cracking the head with a strong hand, and being amazed will truly become the skills that Zheng Yi has mastered, just like what he has learned in the past. Like those fighting techniques, driven by his own pride, he exerted a powerful power after mastering.

To put it simply, Zheng Qi is no longer a "replica" of the so-called "Wrist Hauser Ti".

If I have to describe it...

It's like a young ranger who has gone down the mountain and entered the world after he has exhausted his teacher's skills.

He's carved out his own path

All that remains is to move forward bravely along this path.

Zheng Qi stared at the golden flame in his hand.

At this moment, he seemed to be able to hear his own voice in his ears.

The voice is saying...

Win it, straight up.

"……Achieve a lot."

Zheng Qi loosened his fists, and the golden fire also disappeared.

"It must be used next time."

"Don't rush to say something like an acceptance speech."

The tail of the magic book hooked Zheng Yi's neck: "You obtained these by yourself during the trial. Don't you want to see what rewards you can get after completing the trial?"

"what."

Zheng Qi was taken aback.

Not to mention the Grimoire, he would really forget it.

Completing the trial is also a formal task registered in the task system. After completion, the Grimoire will also give corresponding rewards.

According to the magic book, it is hoped that through this method, Zheng Qi will be encouraged to accept the trial and not consider escaping.

Because if Zheng Qi really chooses to escape, she can't force Zheng Qi to accept the trial.

This is a situation that the magic code does not want to see.

Zheng Qi just smiled when he heard the magic book say this for the first time.

Although even if there is no reward, he will not escape the trial, but after hard work, he can get more rewards, why not do it?

Sending charcoal in the snow is a good thing, isn't it icing on the cake?

"If you let you see it yourself, I'm afraid it's hard to understand, so let me give an explanation."

Mo Dian stretched, and lay on Zheng Qi's shoulder.

"The reward you got this time is the [Parallel World Record] that opened the hero record related to [Wrist Hauserti]."

"If you express it in a way that is easier for you to understand..."

Grimoire licked his paw.

"It's [Skin System]."

Chapter 114 Chapter 110 [-]: All I want is you

"Phew, I finally have a chance to take a good bath."

Walking out of the bathroom, Er Qiao, who was wearing a bath towel, let out a sigh of relief.

After wiping her hair with a towel for a few times, she covered her head with the towel, and Er Qiao reached for the hair dryer next to the vanity mirror to blow it.

Although in the weather here in Egypt, it doesn't matter if the hair is not completely dry, but when conditions permit, the elderly Er Qiao is still a more particular person.

In this era, as an electrical product that has entered thousands of households, electric wind blowers are convenient and fast, and there is no reason not to use them.

Holding the plug, Er Qiao looked around, and soon found a socket, which was next to the dressing table.

While pressing the plug up, Er Qiao poked his head out of the bathroom: "Abudel, I'm done washing, have you chilled what I asked for—!"

"Mr. Joestar?!"

In the room outside, Abdel, who was about to take out the ice-cold happy water from the small refrigerator, immediately heard Er Qiao's exclamation.

His complexion changed, and he rushed to the bathroom door in two or three steps, holding the happy water in his hand.

Immediately, Er Qiao was seen slumped on the ground with a look of shock on his face.

"Uh... numb."

Er Qiao shivered, grabbed the dressing table beside him and stood up: "Hiss, it seems that the electric wind blows or the socket leaks electricity... Really, this is the high-end hotel that spent a lot of money?"

Annoyed, he glanced at the socket.

"Could it be because of the water vapor? It is said that many people are injured every year due to electric leakage accidents of hair dryers."

Abdel took the hair dryer plug in Er Qiao's hand, wiped the plug with his clothes, and then pressed it to the socket.