Two-Dimensional Alien Species: Human Security Agency

So the fourteen people who were eliminated (the big guy in the fifth party has not woken up yet.) even surrounded the remaining few people, trying to write some secrets, even the little fat Rosenberg who was not welcome at the beginning. not excluded.

After Xie Zhifei thought about some things, he looked at the philosophical expressions of the foolish people nearby who were eager to talk, ashamed and eager to talk. There was a rare smile on his face, not a wry smile or a sneer, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, his brows contracted slightly, the faint smile diffused in the air, and then disappeared quickly.

No one understands why he can still laugh at such a time. If it weren't for the fact that the rumors in the middle were too violent, they should be discussing countermeasures with Xie Zhifei now. After all, his win in that game was really a disaster, and it was pleasing to the eye. But now whoever looks at him seems to be looking at a zombie monster that can transform at any time, as if he will transform if he is not careful, and then attack the people around him. And such a potential monster suddenly smiled, it's very scary to think about it, right?

The only one who could know what Xie Zhifei was thinking was Ji Qinger, but she was shocked by that smile. That fleeting smile, like the scent of lilac flowers in the rainy lane, was slightly touched on the tip of her nose and disappeared, making her stay in place. In the eyes, the jade mountain collapsed, the snow was sealed and melted, and then the mountains and millet flowers bloomed.

Seeing that he didn't notice it, she carefully gathered those things up again, the flower buds closed, and the snow water retreated and condensed into a jade mountain. She changed back to the Yue girl who smelled like sheep, green bamboo and river water. Then he tilted his head towards Xie Zhifei and made two gestures. Xie Zhifei nodded.

All communication and dialogue are done in the eyes. Ji Qing'er said that if you want to win, hurry up and practice. Xie Zhifei replied, well, you also do your best. Then the two styles of painting were wrong, and the two self-contained people closed their eyes again and sat up on the ground, as if they had just come out of the cocoon.

Others also have their own business to do. On the Vatican side, there were three monks standing in front of Agrace. At first, there were three monks. Agrace listened. After the three of them talked for a few minutes, Agrace lowered her head and thought, and then gave the three of them an order. The three nodded and began to rummage through their bodies or luggage.

"Luoxiu, what do you think of him?" Looking at the three looking for something, Agrace suddenly said.

"He?" The white robe named Luo Xiu turned his head, and it was the one who used the ice line. After a moment, he understood what his seed was asking. "I don't know..."

He frowned as he said this, and his hand looking for things stopped, "Soon...but not very soon, just suddenly,...it seems that he was far away from you one moment, and he appeared in front of you the next moment... And then the fist was heavy...really heavy."

Then I suddenly realized that I had emphasized the fact that my fists were heavy twice, as if to explain myself being KO'd with one punch, and my face could not help turning a little red. I just opened my mouth to explain a few words, but saw that the Holy Maiden was holding out a hand and pinching her beautiful chin, as if she was thinking about something.

He said everything he felt, but he knew that those things were basically nonsense. After all, after Xie Zhifei stepped on the ground, he suddenly rushed in front of him, and then everyone saw the scene where he blasted him out with a punch, and he didn't need to repeat it. So what did the Holy Maiden think of in her own description?

He didn't know, but the Holy Maiden must know something. After all, one of the three people who climbed out of the three big cocoons in the audience at that time was Agrace. Why she is with the two Fool's Blades, because of the arena, there is no explanation. But something must have happened between them, otherwise, if such a shocking factory could have collided by accident, Luo Xiu just wanted to hum.

Agrace thought about it for about half a minute, then nodded, "It's alright, you can look for something first." Luo Xiu didn't know what she wanted to understand, what relationship the saint had with that mysterious oriental person was just a matter of The things that the older guys at the top are worried about. It's just that I don't know if I imagine the scene of the saint and the witch of war robbing the blood of a man.

Scipio sat in the corner with his sword in his arms without saying a word. There was no one in front of him. He closed his eyes, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep. Only the index finger of the left hand holding the sword would tap lightly on the bandaged molten city from time to time. Silent.

Everyone in the imaginary space led by Edward is confronting Catherine, wanting to know the reason for her series of actions just now. But the little witch won't get mad just because there are too many people on your side. Although the silver snake is not propped up behind her back, and she is only two centimeters short to one meter five, she looks so weak, but she does not lose any advantage. The smile on the delicate little face was three-pointed cold, seven-point mocking, and Edward, who was looking straight at him, was so angry.

The fat little Rosenberg carefully buried his fat body in the huge parts, and his forehead was sweaty. The fact that the little ancestor can offend Edward does not mean that he can also offend him. Silently thinking that you can't see me, I'm a dog, you can't see me, and arched down like a fat marmot.

Time passes by minute by minute in this case. Xie Zhifei opened his eyes when the countdown was ten minutes, raised his head and looked at the numbers that were slowly going backwards. The crimson sea of ​​blood in the slightly narrowed eyes is surging, thousands of golden morning stars rise and fall, and the stars are brilliant, but if you look down carefully, you will find that there is a small black spot at the end of the sea of ​​​​stars and blood. , so black and so pure. Empty, nothingness seems to be able to take away people's soul.

"Ding-!" A crisp sound rang from all directions. A faint gleaming white brilliance rose from each brick, and the originally dark arena came to life again. Then two white lights fell on time.

When he saw the two of them on the field, even Xie Zhifei couldn't help sucking his teeth. Very interesting.

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Chapter 93 Violence

The white light fell, and the two people who appeared on the field were exactly one person and a bunch. The contrast was so obvious. Really want to say that in the previous fifteen games, who left the most impression on people, maybe everyone will have a different opinion. But if the scope is narrowed down again, and if it is only on the stage, then everyone must have only one answer.

Little fat man, Rosenberg.

After all, the impact of being alone in the arena with his hill-like parts is definitely not an order of magnitude. Plus his epic opening...

"Why is it me again!" The scream like a pig came out from the field again. Well, no problem, just again. It made everyone smile uncontrollably. Strange to say, he was the first to play in the first game of the preliminary round, and when the rematch was over, he was the first to appear on the court. Did the opponent win the second game?

With this thought in mind, everyone turned their heads at the same time and saw a tall and thin figure. Well, after thinking about it a lot, it's really impossible for people to figure out the rules for something like the arena, so let's be honest and prepare to be drawn at any time. Because standing opposite the little fat man was Agrace in a holy robe.

Agrace was the one who won the penultimate game, so I couldn't tell if there was any pattern in the middle. However, this does not affect everyone's mood to seriously ponder the game.

After all, regardless of Agrace, although the game was more shocking than the game in the later stage, when the little fat man came back to the game, everyone would still recall the scene that belonged to him, the one with the twelve A sturdy claw-shaped stent is wrapped around the black hole muzzle of the blood vessel-like energy pipeline, and the breathtaking energy is gathered inside.

Annihilation Cannon! Perhaps the molten city in Scipio's hands would be stronger than it was when it was in full force in the hands of the flame lord. But now there is one thing to say, the ceiling of the attack power on the entire field is undoubtedly the Annihilation Cannon in the hands of the little fat man. After all, the name of the god-killing vanguard was never called for nothing.

And how could Agrace leave it alone? That's the seed! If the twenty-three people present at the beginning were still dismissive of this name, the results of the preliminary round could really shut up everyone. 8 seeds, 7 advanced, the only one eliminated is because of infighting. What is the real gold content. This is.

And for those who advanced, there is another point that they need to pay more attention to, that is, although the two have already fought their own battles, to be honest, the abilities of the two are not actually touched by everyone. clear. This is not a very strange thing, no one can figure out the opponent's ability and trump card just by looking at it. If there is such a person, it is definitely a strategic weapon, and the four major organizations will not be able to throw him here if they fight for the championship.

More is to verify and guess through previous rumors and my own eyes. But there will inevitably be a problem in this way, that is, the two sides are not proportional, or when the game ends too quickly, it will not be seen. For example, in the one with Xie Zhifei, and even worse, in the one with Maha Nabo, he sat there and didn't even dare to move the other side, and then he knelt down when he was lightly pressed on his shoulder! If someone could see what kind of ability he was using, that would be 100% hell.

Agrace's situation was similar. The opponent in the first match was not strong, and there was no way for the attack to penetrate the sea of ​​scrolls brought by Agrace's specially strengthened platinum robe. And Agrace slowly rubbed a big inside, yes, just rubbed a big.

Holy Word is a high-level spell, order and justice. Forbidden Spell, Holy Word: A simplified version of Discipline, but it was also not something that the non-seed on the field could carry. For five full minutes, Agrace floated higher and higher, and by the time she opened her eyes, her pupils had been completely replaced by an almost liquid holy light. The **** of the world, the opening is order, and the evil must perish.

Strong and invincible! But as a reference, it is basically useless. After all, the big move of order and justice can only show that she is extremely talented, just like Luo Yunxi's ghost door opening. But it's all seeds, ghosts don't know that she is extremely talented! What the **** is that almost absolute defense of Shuhai? How did Agrace drive? After all, the same thing, Edward's holy robe can only be used as Luo Yunxi's sword. Although there is a cumulative gap in religion between Europe and America, it is absolutely impossible to reach this level.

The more powerful the item, the more powerful the force is needed to push it. This is the most basic rule. Otherwise, it is impossible for Rongcheng to eat ashes in the warehouse for so many years. The country is destroyed. So what will happen to Agrace, everyone is still looking forward to it.

On the fat man's side, it was another situation. Everyone doesn't care! After all, the way this guy played, basically made people think that he was lucky enough to come in for a round tour. And a guy who swims in one round is not right anyway, what his ability is, it doesn't matter at all. The result was a shock, and then everyone was stupid. Why did that pile of junk come in with him? And how does he drive that pile of junk? More importantly, the Annihilation Cannon! Where does the energy of such a heaven-defying thing come from?

None of these issues would be a problem if he lost. But the fat man won. So these questions were put before everyone's eyes again. In the previous four hours, several non-seeds spent a large part of their time discussing what happened to these things.

But now there's no need, two people who don't know the details collided, and then it's good to see how they reveal their cards to each other. Of course, the best outcome is to lose both, one wins and the other wins, and waits for the next round to be beaten by himself. This is the thinking of the Hall of Vientiane and the Fool.

"That... hello..." Rosenborg reacted after instinctively shouting, especially when he saw Agrace's beautiful and indifferent face on the opposite side, his fat face flushed subconsciously. Then I asked a good question. After all, he still knew the seed. He was oppressed by his little ancestor Catherine. Bah, he has been oppressed for so many years, and he has long developed that kind of respect.

Agrace didn't answer, and pulled out a sterling silver mace from behind. Facing Rosenberg, he bent down slightly, and the pre-war etiquette was in place. Then rushed out the next moment.

"Boom!" With great strength, the mace slammed heavily on the iris that the little fat man hastily constructed. The trembling sound of the air made my ears numb.

Mom? ! Is this Saint Agrace? In the first round, the fighting styles of the two actually overlapped, and the turtle defense screamed and held back a big move. Just one good-looking and one not so good-looking. Therefore, compared to Luo Yunxi and Edward, the lack of offensive power of these two was more predicted by everyone.

Which is faster to stand still than Order Justice and Annihilation Cannon? Everyone could guess and accept such a situation, but no one could have imagined that Agrace, a saint, took out a big hammer from behind and swung it on it. And that power, that weight! Even the power-based superpowers were trembling in their hearts.

The saints of the Vatican...are all so violent? This sentence is spinning in everyone's heart.

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Chapter Ninety-Four The Butcher Nun

How did Agrace fight? Xie Zhifei always thought he was very clear about this question, after all, he had experienced so many thrilling moments in the earthly paradise, and his life was hanging by a thread. The opponent should not have any obvious reservations, at least not in the way of fighting.

But after Agrace picked up the heavy-looking warhammer and launched a charge, Xie Zhifei realized that he was wrong. Very wrong. He never knew how Agrace fought. Because the difference between Agrace now and lying dying behind him back then is too big.

How much would a serious injury and the loss of all supplies make a difference in how one fights? The answer is absolutely subversive. Because fighting sounds like a huge proposition, it involves the mutual restraint of moves, weapons, psychology, abilities, and even terrain, weather, and luck.

But when it is really dissected, it is so simple, that is, I am better than you, so I win. I'm stronger than you, so you can't beat me. What if the two of them are about the same strength, and even if one of them is even weaker? That is the skill. You can make the balanced side or the weak side gain strength for a short period of time through the techniques of exerting force, hitting parts, etc., and then he wins. Attribute restraint is also because I am stronger than you, and psychological factors are also because I am stronger than you. The same goes for terrain, weather and luck. Being good at water fighters, doesn't that mean that he is stronger in the water?

The way a person fights is only for the purpose of fighting, and the purpose of fighting is basically only one, and that is to win. Then when he is a strong man, he doesn't have to choose those troublesome ones that need to consider geography, weather and even luck.

There is no need to think and design tricks for fighting methods. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the other party was photographed into a puddle of meat, and the work was done.

If you can't win without designing moves, it proves that the gap between strengths and weaknesses is not that obvious. At that time, Agrace, who followed Xie Zhifei, was in an absolutely weak state most of the time.

She was so weak that she couldn't even perform a lot of exercise. The energy is disturbed, and most of it needs to be used for self-healing. Weapons and equipment are missing and lack of change. Therefore, it is absolutely incorrect to estimate Agrace's fighting style in that state, because most of the time, she is the strong one. Instead of just walking the tightrope with the few cards in your hand, you can choose how pia kills your opponent.

Just like the big move that can be used to prevent turtles from rubbing, now you can also attack with a hammer, and of course, the construct that summons her can also be used. But for some unknown reason, Xie Zhifei always had a feeling that she was not like summoning that strange construct.

It's not because of the other side's bizarre way of playing that he can kill with one hit, and the later the trump card is turned out, the better, but a simple mentality of not using it if you don't need it. This kind of feeling is very strange, Xie Zhifei has no time to decipher the story behind it. Because he is now being shocked by the orthodox Agrace's fighting style.

The weight of the high-strength alloy warhammer mixed with singing silver will reach a considerable level, and it is not at all like her, a slightly thin girl can swing it. But the hammer seemed to have no weight in her hand. It flew up and down, and every time it was swung, it was a bright silver afterimage. Xie Zhifei could even hear the slight whip effect that only occurred when swinging something like a whip. .

A 1.4-meter loli carrying a 40-meter sword is very cute, but a saint who used to be like a white lotus, waving a hammer of hundreds of kilograms and threw out a set of random cloaks, hammering the iris on the tortoise shell. When a sonic boom can make people's ears hurt. Absolutely no one can feel cute. Obviously only fierce!

After holding on for less than a minute, the little fat man's face became even paler than after the blue python attacked for a long time. The iris was constantly shaking, and it could be broken at any time, and he didn't even mention the Star Cannon, and even the blue maglev net had not come out yet, and the offensive of the master on the opposite side was too fierce. Basically all of his operating range is used to fine-tune the iris.