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The others stepped back and gave us the vacant space. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I held my breath as my blood vessels narrowed, speeding up the flow of blood. It was the first time I had faced this kind of battle, and I could intuitively feel that Claes on the other side had entered a strange state, as if he had melted into the air. I watched as Claes stood in front of me, but Superman's instincts told me: Claes was no longer in front of me, he had already started his attack!

I closed my eyes and threw the fear out of my heart, if I couldn't overcome myself first, then today would definitely be the time when I died, and I needed a calmer state of mind to deal with the decisive battle of Claes.

Everything seemed to be in a chaotic world, everything became sluggish, like the feeling of diving into the water, everything around them seemed to slow down, and the air currents caused by all the movement churning the air clearly reflected their every move.

With a sharp movement in my heart, I quickly lowered my head and dodged the fatal blow. Claes had already launched an attack, and what he saw just now was probably an illusion. I don't know how he did it, but knowing that he would use this thaumaturgy, it wouldn't be so easy for him to get it.

I slid a step forward and bent over to dodge another heavy punch from Claes.

The form is very unfavorable to me, and I am in a situation of being beaten as soon as I come up, which is really unthinkable. I thought that people like Claes would be generous enough to let me go, but apparently there was no such rule in the Bloodline. I leaned over to dodge Claes's attack again, but the wind swept through my right ribs as if it were going to peel off my skin.

It occurred to me that if this continued, Claes might be exhausted, but I would surely be dead before Claes became tired. We have to find a way out of this situation.

As my mind flickered, Claes' ferocious fist struck again, and I decided that it would be better to take a risk than to sit still.

The waist twisted violently, my body seemed to be broken by some force, and my upper body made a 180-degree turn, and at the same time put on a posture similar to the iron plate bridge in Chinese martial arts, not only dodging Claes's attack, but also winning the opportunity to counterattack.

My hands slammed up, and the power gushed out, and Claes obviously didn't expect me to use such a strange move to get back from the disadvantage, leaning back and dodging my attack. I won a little bit of space, of course, I won't let it go easily, I bounced back purely with my waist strength, and the whole person crashed into Claes's arms.

I felt Claes's figure barely pause, pulling straight from the ground and launching another round of attacks from a high position.

I slammed my hands on the ground, my whole body was folded, the front half of my body was just enough to meet Claes's fists, and for the first time since the beginning of the fight, we had a hard encounter, and the energy was scattered around us, and I was hit back to the ground with a heavy blow, but Claes was hit into the air, and he flipped several times in the air before hitting the ground, so that he lost the best opportunity to attack me.

"It's so happy, I didn't expect Wang Feng that you could block my full blow, I really haven't felt this way for a long time!" Claes looked so happy.

I wiped the blood from my mouth and said slowly, "Claes, if you just do these two moments, I can stand and leave today." "That's right, to be honest, my battle is just to save my life, and the ultimate task is to escape, and it doesn't matter so much if I defeat Claes or not.

Claes laughed a few times and said, "If that's what you think, I guarantee you won't see the sun tomorrow!" As he spoke, he lunged forward, and I could even make out the eerie smile on his face.

I threw my head back and gave Claes a kick, which of course didn't kick, but it didn't give him a chance to attack me.

Claes is right, if I always think about escaping, I really may not see the sun tomorrow, in this kind of competition, the spiritual will is also an important aspect, directly affecting the outcome of the battle, can not be ignored.

As soon as I gritted my teeth, I made up my mind that if I didn't defeat Claes, I wouldn't step out of this building!

I stood still suddenly, facing Claes who was facing the devil rushing at me, smiled faintly, drew my hands from under my ribs, and leaned forward as if to hug him. There was a cry of exclamation from Zilziv - he must have thought I was crazy, and that such an act was tantamount to suicide. Even Claes couldn't figure out what I was trying to do, and he accelerated forward, leaving me with no time to change my moves.

My hands slammed together the moment Claes rushed to him, and the energy exploded, Claes's face showed a strange expression, as if he couldn't believe everything in front of him, and he reluctantly bumped into the scattered jets of energy, and his body slammed into it, it seemed that he had suffered a little loss, and of course I would not let go of such a good opportunity, and launched my offensive before he had the ability to get rid of the entanglement of scattered energy.

Claes didn't react until my hands were about to reach me, but it was much more violent than I thought, and my palms collided with his fists without any tricks, and I felt like someone had been punched in the chest, and a mouth spewed blood from Claes's head and face.

Claes apparently didn't have this unexpected change, and was a little scrambling.

I backed away from my pain, and if I didn't get out of range of Klaes' effective attack before he recovered, I'd be dead. Claes also noticed my movements, and despite the blood stains on my body, he threw a fist at me.

Looking at the fists that were growing in front of me, I couldn't talk about how I felt, I just felt that it was a pity to die like this.

Suddenly there was an impulse that I wanted to go home, to the old city of the East, to the simple folks. Back to the big-eyed girl......

"Jiang Lanlan......" I said like a dreamer. If I had to choose again, would I still come out with Alvin? I don't know, I really don't know......

Something happened suddenly.,(As a last resort.,After all, if the protagonist dies.,There's nothing to write.。 had to follow the law of immortality of the protagonist. For a moment, the sand and gravel were in the air, and the dull sound of the building being destroyed was heard, and then Claes was heard cursing, thinking that someone had attacked him.

I couldn't support the inertia of my body, my back hit the ground hard, I lost the protection of my energy, and the pain seemed to be doubled. I can't tell exactly what happened, but I guessed that Alvin had arrived. Judging by the screams, Alvin's operation was successful. I heard Claes's order to retreat.

A pair of large hands picked me up and led me out of the hall.

The energy was constantly coming into my body, supporting me, otherwise I might have fainted a long time ago, Claes's fist was not a joke, I really couldn't stand it.

Hearing Claes's cursing in a daze, it seemed that someone had intercepted it, it seemed that Heppen and Alvin were not ready to stay alive, and the arrangement was so meticulous, Tachi and Claes were more than lucky.

My brain couldn't turn a little, but after thinking about it, I still couldn't resist the sleepiness that hit me, and fell into a deep sleep.

…………

When I woke up again, my whole body hurt badly, it was hot, this had never happened before, was it that Claes's energy was particularly lethal? Lifting my sore neck, I saw a figure sitting on the couch with his back to me, which I recognized as Alvin.

Noticing the movement, Alvin turned around and saw that I was struggling to sit up, and rushed over to help me.

I opened my mouth to ask him about the outcome of the battle, but I didn't have the strength to speak, so I could only look at him with begging eyes.

Alvin, of course, knew what I wanted to ask, and he sighed and said, "Tachi and Claes broke through and escaped, I didn't expect that in that situation, they still couldn't keep them......"

It was like a stone fell to the ground in my heart, after all, Tachi was my father, he was ruthless to me, and I couldn't be unjust to him. But doesn't that mean we've failed? How to deal with the aftermath?

I looked at Alvin again, he read the meaning of my gaze, and said, "The two of them are seriously injured, and they may not be able to do much in the last few decades, and let the returning Aardwolf take care of the rest, we don't need to do anything now, just wait." With that, Alvin helped me up and found a cushion to put behind me.

I leaned limply on the cushion behind my back, and I felt empty in my heart, was this the end?

Alvin sat on the edge of the bed, looked at me for a long time, and continued: "You went head-to-head with Claes and didn't die, it really scared me, and with time, you will definitely surpass my ......"

I smiled wryly and thought to myself, this shouldn't be a good thing for you, right? The Bloodline is always selfish.

To my surprise, Alvin didn't do anything further, just shook his head lightly and said, "Although the damage caused by Claes's energy is serious, it won't have much impact, you will be able to raise it for a while." ”

I took a deep breath and asked with difficulty, "You're not going to ruin me?" ”

The glint in Alvin's eyes flashed a few times, and finally he laughed, "Why should I destroy you?" You are my son! ”

I don't know if he meant this or had ulterior motives, I felt exhausted in my heart, and I just wanted to rest early, so I simply closed my eyes and gave an eviction order in this way.

Alvin, of course, understood what was on my mind and stood up, ready to leave.

He took a few steps and then turned back and asked, "What are you going to do when your injuries are healed?" ”

I thought of the old town of my hometown, opened my eyes and replied, "I want to go home......"

I really want to go home, to that little eastern town, away from all the people and things here, my heart is tired and I need a harbor to wander. And this harbor is City A, my hometown.

Alvin didn't say anything more, turned and left the room.

O acity, the wanderer who has traveled far is about to return home......

…… Go home......

(Happy New Year!) ）

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