There was no borrowing force in the air, and Aya Xiaocheng was directly slapped to the ground by the air wave.

"Bang!!"

Aya Xiaocheng smashed to the ground, and the earth that was already cracked was torn open with a deep hole again, denting inside!

Aya Xiaocheng let out a dull sound, and a little blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

He didn't stop, he got up directly, jumped to the side, and with a violent bang, his palm left a huge palm mark on the ground, and the floor was directly crushed into powder!

After rolling on the ground a few times, Aya Xiaocheng quickly stood up.

If Aya Xiaocheng stays a little just now, he will definitely be pressed into a meatloaf and be unrecognizable!

Aya Xiaocheng lifted the invisibility, the other party could detect his existence, and using the stealth again was just a waste of physical strength.

"Little bug, you're very lucky, the first one to be able to play against a perfect person like me, oh ~ no, it's a game, haha!" Dr. Fashion slapped it directly!

The three hooks in Aya Xiaocheng's eyes turned, and Dr. Fashion was stunned for a moment, and his huge palm paused for a moment, and slapped it down again.

It's not long, but it's just right!

Aya Xiaocheng had already run to the side, and his gray-black palm pushed away layers of air, squeezing it into an extremely fierce wave of qi, directly smashing the earth open with a bang!

Aya Xiaocheng jumped to his arm with agility and quickly ran towards it.

"Damn little bugs, they really like to jump around, it's a nuisance!" Dr. Fashion scolded.

The other arm, under the control of Dr. Fashion, slapped at Aya Xiaocheng, who was constantly running on the arm.

"See if I don't shoot you to death!"

"Bang!!"

The other arm slapped on it with precision, and a strong wave of qi rushed in all directions, stirring up white dust!

"It's dead now, it's just a little bug, what's there to be arrogant about" Dr. Fashion was speechless in surprise, and a silver-white figure burst out of the smoke.

The silver-white boots clicked on the gray-black arm, representing that Aya Xiaocheng was getting closer and closer to Dr. Fashion, who was at the top!

Dr. Fashion's face changed, he never thought that a small bug was actually approaching him!

"It's impossible, I'm so perfect, I've become so powerful, I can destroy the world with one blow! How can you be defeated by a small guy like you, I don't believe it! ”

Dr. Fashion shouted menacingly, using all his strength to manipulate the monster to raise its arm.

"Ahh

The arm is slowly raised, but the larger the area, the greater the resistance.

Dr. Fashion manipulated his arm to shoot upwards, but he still couldn't catch up with Aya Xiaocheng's speed.

After a while, Aya Xiaocheng walked to the biceps of his arm, and the whistling sound of the wind came from his back.

Aya Xiaocheng clenched his spear, ignoring the great danger behind him.

"Move! Move! Dr. Fashion's limbs were congested and even bulging, but the speed of his arms could not keep up with the expanding field of vision.

Dr. Fashion couldn't believe that his huge, powerful, seemingly perfect new body could have such a big flaw.

Slow moving!

Dr. Fashion watched Aya Xiaocheng get closer and closer to him, but he couldn't do anything, his limbs had long been integrated with the monster, and he couldn't pull it out at all!

Call~

A faint white mist spits out from under the mask.

Aya Xiaocheng twisted the spear, and the sound of rushing water came from the spear, and the blue and white waves attached to the spear.

"Impossible! I'm close to perfection, and I can't be killed by a little bug like you! Die! Ha ha! ”

Dr. Fashion's mouth opens, and a pitch-black gun head spits out of his throat.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out!

Dr. Fashion's mouth emitted a faint white smoke, but his entire head was slowly leaning back.

Aya Xiaocheng's left hand held a pistol that still smelled of gunsmoke.

Aya Xiaocheng quickly jumped up, leaving a milky white ripple in place.

In mid-air, layers of water-blue ripples appeared around Aya Xiaocheng, and he stabbed his spear down!

"Seven Shape - Water Drop Ripple Thorn Song!"

The aqua-blue spear pierced Dr. Fashion's chest.

He felt a pain in his chest, his limbs lost strength, and the whole huge monster fell silent like a robot without electricity.

"Drip, Drip"

Several streaks of scarlet liquid flowed down the barrel of the spear, dripping onto the ground.

Dr. Fashion's lips moved slightly, his throat itched, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"What the hell is fashion?" Dr. Fashion's pupils gradually dilated.

——————

Long ago.

There is a teenager who has loved research since he was a child, and every day he plunges into the cold laboratory, manipulating sophisticated instruments to conduct his favorite research.

Once, when he went out to eat, he deliberately chose a place with few people, because he was not good at communicating with other people and had some social phobia

Until he met a girl, his heart began to pound and flutter.

No matter how much he suppressed the thoughts in his heart, he would think of her face every time, even though they hadn't said a word

The boy finally plucked up the courage and planned to say goodbye to her, saying that he liked her very much.

But it turned out to be

"I'm sorry, I, I don't really like sloppy boys, I'm sorry." The girl politely refused.

The boy looked at his dress, some moldy coats, dirty shoes, and some greasy hair, and he smiled awkwardly:

"You don't have to apologize, it's my own problem, then I'm not sloppy, can you, can you accept me?"

"I'll think about it," the girl replied after a moment's hesitation.

The boy didn't think much about it and smiled stupidly.

A few days later.

The young man stood in front of the mirror, looked at his carefully groomed face with satisfaction, straightened up his clean white coat and walked out the door.

"Can you accept me this time?" The young man asked confidently, this time he had spent a lot of effort, and even he himself felt that he was handsome today.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I still can't accept you." The girl pursed her lips and said.

"Why!?"

"I, I actually like to hold a sword, well, that's what he does." The girl looked to the side, rejoiced, and pointed to the wall with the poster.

One of the posters shows a man with a sword.

"Ah, that's the case, then I'll go to practice the sword, and when I'm done, can you accept me?"

"Should"

Before the girl finished speaking, the boy couldn't wait to run back to practice the sword, leaving the girl alone pinching the corner of her clothes and not knowing what she was thinking.

A few more days passed.

The boy came here again with confidence, with a long knife hanging from his waistband, this time he had practiced hard for a long time, and he had also worshipped a kendo master as his master, and this time he would definitely be with her.

The boy thought to himself.

The boy spun around in place, waiting for a long time, but he couldn't wait for the girl.

"Could it be that she didn't take this path today?" The teenager decided to look elsewhere.

Again a few days passed.

The boy finally found the girl, and his previous sorrow was swept away, and he returned to his happy appearance.

"Look, I've found a master in the past few days and learned kendo, although I'm not mature yet, but now I'm me, you should be able to accept it, hehe." The boy showed the long knife at his waist and smiled shyly.

The girl was a little embarrassed, and she made a long detour for a few days, just to avoid him, but she didn't expect that he would still be here after several days.

The girl looked at the poster again and pointed to the person on it: "I'm sorry, but I actually like a guy like this, so I can't accept you." ”

This time, the boy looked at it carefully.

I saw the slogan "Fashionista" on the wall, and below were some of the most popular looks.

"You like fashion people, right?" The young man withdrew his gaze and asked lightly.

"yes!"

The girl was worried that she couldn't find a reason to refuse, and now that the boy had answered for herself, she nodded hurriedly.

"So what is fashion?" The boy still didn't give up, clenched his fists, raised his head and looked directly into the girl's eyes.

"This" the girl thought for a moment, and replied vaguely, "I guess it was imitated by many people." ”

"Imitation? The more perfect it is, the more people will imitate it. The boy muttered.

"Well, it should be," the girl could reply.

"Okay, wait for me, I will become more and more perfect, more and more fashionable, and one day I will let you accept me!"

The boy solemnly made an oath, and then left without looking back, and the girl opened her mouth slightly, and finally turned into a sigh.

She didn't have feelings for him, and she wouldn't like him anyway

Years later.

The girl died of illness, and the boy was grief-stricken, and in the end, the girl did not accept the boy, but the boy suffered a huge blow.

In the pursuit of so-called fashion and so-called perfection, he gradually lost his way and embarked on the research path of transforming the body

Just for more "perfect" and "fashionable"!

——————

"Do you know what fashion is?" Dr. Fashion asked, dying, his tone so weak that it could disappear at any moment.

"I don't know." Aya Xiaocheng pulled out the spear and lifted the evil spirit.

"I don't know."

Dr. Fashion gradually lost his breath, and in the end he didn't know what "fashion" was