178. Do you know who he is?

Hearing that the voice was somewhat familiar, Axel hurriedly shook his head and looked over-

A white shawl that has not changed for thousands of years. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A tight-fitting cheongsam in turquoise.

Delicate faces.

Short hair ends.

A pair of big watery eyes.

As soon as she appeared, it was as if a depth charge had dropped on the entire hall, attracting all eyes to her.

"Blowing snow in hell!" Axel frowned.

Sykes pushed his glasses and walked a few steps forward without showing weakness to the blowing snow of Hell, "Why can't I come?" ”

"You're not a hero, are you?" Hell's Blowing Snow asked strangely, his gaze sweeping over the one-eyed monster in the palm behind Sykes, a hint of surprise flowing in his gaze.

"But, I'm the guest of honor today." Sykes laughed.

Staring at Sykes in front of him, he said a sentence for a long time, "Sykes, you have changed, you are no longer the little girl you used to be, and you have become very strong and strong!" ”

Sykes snorted, seemingly not caring about the other party's praise at all, "Yes, following you back then, in order to keep your position as the president, you stood at the apex of the superpower research association and sealed my superpowers ......" The corners of her mouth suddenly showed an extremely strange smile, "Just like you now, in the position of a B-class hero, you firmly occupy the position of B1, standing at the apex of B-level!" Haha, it's ridiculous, this ridiculous apex, but you are so persistent! ”

Vertex.

That's right, that's what hell's pursuit of blowing snow.

In the B-rank position, she does not allow anyone to threaten her B1 position, and if such a hero appears, she will use her blowing snow team to subdue the opponent, and if she can't take it, she will defeat the opponent!

Infernal Fuyuki still didn't speak, and he didn't look angry, looking at each other quietly. Behind her, the nunchucks of Lily, Eyelashes, and the mountain ape took a few steps forward.

"Who are you, and what qualifications do you have to comment on the leader of the blowing snow!" Lily of the three-knuckle said angrily.

"Looks like you're going to have to suffer a little!" The hot-headed, fanatical duo took a fighting stance.

Blowing Snow from Hell stopped them, "Go somewhere else, I have something to say to her alone." ”

"Team leader?"

"Let's go."

"Yes." The three of them left a little unwillingly, and turned back as they walked.

"Standing at the top, what's the problem? It's my ambition and my pursuit, and there's nothing to laugh about. Hell's blowing snow's eyebrows froze, and the shawl behind him fluttered slightly.

"Haha, ridiculous apex, then, what did you see when you attended this ball? Not to mention S-class heroes, even A-class heroes can smash your ridiculous apex! Sykes didn't show any weakness, her hair fluttered slightly, and a spiritual power that was no weaker than the Hellblowing Snow was stirring.

Hell's blowing snow was stunned, her expression was a little wilted, and she turned around slightly, "So, what is the purpose of your coming here, is it specifically to laugh at me?" ”

"Hmph, don't think so highly of yourself, my goal is not the top of your ridiculous hill, my goal is the pinnacle of all mankind!" Sykes said with great firmness.

"All of humanity..."Hell Fukiyuki bit the word, slightly distracted, she once wanted to surpass her sister, but found that it was simply an impossible task, and when she discovered the truth of human poverty, she began to pursue some apex.

Yes.

It's the vertex.

You can think of the roof of a house as the apex, even if it's only two or three stories high.

You can also use the roof of a skyscraper as a culmination, but that requires a lot of courage and strength.

Since you can't climb a skyscraper, it seems like a good thing to stay on the roof.

Time has passed, her will seems to have been consumed, and what she thinks about every day is to keep her position at the top and strengthen her team of blowing snow, and the dream that used to be seems to be getting farther and farther away from herself.

"In more than a month, I will definitely help Axel defeat you," a mocking smile appeared at the corner of Sykes's mouth, "Before, the Superpower Research Society, Lord Grow, Hell Blowing Snow!" ”

Hell Blowing Snow lost her mind again, and after a while, looking up to the sky, she let out a self-deprecating laugh, and her eyes fell on Axel's body, "Indeed, my former dream has been consumed under the system of the Hero Association, and I am at ease to keep this B1 position, this apex!" But! ”

Suddenly.

A huge spiritual force surged, and the white shawl behind her flew up, and the turquoise hair also flew up.

"I, Hell Blowing Snow, am not a person to be slaughtered!" After that, she walked away, but she didn't say hello to her three little followers.

"Blowing Snow-sama!" The three of Lily, who were three-chucked, ran over and hurriedly followed, glaring in the direction of Sykes and Axel.

Axel wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "You don't seem to have succeeded in hitting her, but instead aroused her fighting spirit, I'm thinking, do you want me to lose, or do I lose?" ”

Sykes looked at Axel strangely, "You're thirsty. Looking for just a win-lose outcome? Isn't it for an opponent who has a good fight and a hearty duel? ”

Axel was stunned, although Sykes had not been with him for long, but he was amazed by how well she understood him and how quickly she knew him.

He doesn't care about winning or losing, but hopes to get more improvement in the duel with the masters! A genius powerhouse like Hell Blowing Snow is undoubtedly the best opponent!

The vest girl frowned and pinched the bridge of her nose, "The non-angry Hell Blowing Snow is already an existence equivalent to an A-rank hero, which has aroused her fighting spirit, so what does it make if Axel is not sent to death?" ”

Sykes shrugged his shoulders, "If a boxer can't fight a strong opponent, what's the difference between him and salted fish, isn't it?" ”

Next to him, the one-eyed monster in the palm of his hand hurriedly nodded frantically, nodded, and nodded again!

"What's the difference between a good one and a salted fish," not far away, a voice sounded, and everyone turned their heads to look over, only to see that it was a man in a suit and leather shoes, two goatees twisted upwards at a very exaggerated angle, he held one hand behind his back, and the other hand pulled on his beard, and the beard actually bounced back magically, "If you don't have enough strength, you will lose not only your own face, but also your own dojo face, and even more so, you will lose your fist Shinto face, isn't it?" ”

"The Iron Fist Cloak Man is very strong!" Not far away, heroes such as the Red Scarf Fighter, the Thick Hooded Butler, and the Eight-Bladed Warrior all ran over to cheer Axel on.

The man continued to pull his beard and said very lightly, "Strong, it's relative, for you, he is indeed strong enough." But..."

He didn't say anything, but everyone already knew the following results.

"If you want to be strong, let's stand out from the selection of your dojo first, if the guess is right, your Fist Shinto Dao, like our Sword Saint Society, has recently let young people perform in competitions, and the first step is to compete for the place in your own dojo!" The man pulled his beard and said with a smile, "It's an honor that I've already secured a place in our Sword Sect. ”

Axel's eyes froze, the Sword Saint Society is the same existence as the Fist Shindo, and it is full of the top Sword Saints of the current era, such as the Atomic Samurai is also one of them!

"Maybe, you don't know yet, the final winner of the Fist God Dao will compete with the strongest of the younger generation of the Sword Saint Society!"

"Oh!?" Axel's eyes widened, but the master didn't tell himself.

"Are you strong enough?" The man turned around with a smile, "Then prove it to others, win the place in the dojo all the way, and then win the title of the strongest of the younger generation of Fist Shinto, and then, let's prove that in this world, is it the fist technique that is powerful, or the sword technique is powerful!" He walked away slowly, "You... Are you qualified to stand in front of me? Iron Fist Cloak Man, your strength, is it blown out? Will you not even be able to get a place in the dojo..."

"It's really a stinky fart, it's like I'm already standing on the top, I really want to beat him!" Sykes clenched his fists, and next to him, several small hands of the one-eyed stranger in the palm of his hand were also clenched, and he was about to rush forward, but he was stopped by the waistcoat girl.

"Although, I'm not happy to listen to him, but do you know who he is?" The girl in the vest wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and said.