The confrontation practice arranged by Chu Xuan was over, and the Haoran side won the victory with the loss of one member. In the world of reincarnation, what strength is displayed, what place will be left in the hearts of others, and then affect the attitudes of others.

Haoran's last move, the three people who were observing outside were all aroused. Chu Xuan used the model analysis, calculated several times before and after, and watched the invisible attack over and over again after using the holographic projection.

Is it getting stronger again? Interesting.

actually found another way to become stronger, what a jealous talent, worthy of that man's body.

When Durant and Falina came out of the [Matrix], their faces were very ugly, and it was most appropriate to describe them in shock at the moment.

Gene lock, there is.

There is the power that I got by reinforcement.

Coupled with the fact that the attributes are forced to be compressed equally, it is another two-on-one situation, but it still loses so fast, why? Why is it just one move, and the two of them hate on the spot at the same time?

[Blitz: Infinite], [Flowing Arrow Sword] comes with an enhanced version of [Arcane: Blitz], and it is also a move that Haoran himself comprehended, and it makes a shocking appearance in [Infinite Atmospheric Form: Stratosphere].

Originally, the sword-wielder drove the blade to move quickly to cut and slash, but it turned into a sword net surrounded and strangled by an atmospheric sword net, and each sword maintained the attack intensity of a blitzkrieg. Because the atmosphere is formless and colorless, optical photography cannot be captured at all, and only those who are mentally sharp or have strengthened relevant abilities can perceive it.

At the last moment, Haoran deliberately controlled the wind resistance, and opened a distance of more than 100 meters with the two, with a huge height difference, so that the two people who had no focus could not dodge, and the attacks from all directions without dead ends tore the body over and over again until it was torn apart!

Strength is just a superficial way of using [Infinite Atmospheric Form], just like the formlessness of the atmosphere, [Infinite Atmospheric Form] has no specific moves, according to different people to comprehend the skills are not the same, Haoran is fortunate to draw on the fluid mechanics, aerodynamics, dynamic meteorology, etc. summarized by his predecessors, and turn it into his own power.

When he appeared wearing a bath towel, the eyes of everyone present were attracted by Haoran, and the chatting was also suspended, and at this moment, Chu Xuan's cold voice came faintly: "According to the results of this battle, Zheng Zhe and I have decided to deploy the next battle." ”

Tom was still wiping his face with the towel that Emia had handed him, and his face immediately turned bad after listening to it. He knew that Chu Xuan had already decided who to protect and who to consume in the next game! I'm a spiritual power, and although I lost, I shouldn't be consumed, right?

Amya's expression also became serious, team battle, who dies and who lives, no one can say, according to Chu Xuan's current research, he has no chance of resurrection, will the captain and Zhao Xuankong have a free hand to protect themselves?

There were many doubts in his heart, and without waiting for everyone to ask, the clone Zheng Zha waved his hand: "Everyone go back and have a good rest, adjust your mental state, your questions will be answered soon after the opening of "Death is Coming 3", now, disband!" ”

The strongest strength, with his guarantee, everyone had to put down the doubts in their hearts and go back to the room one by one.

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After everyone went back, the main god square was empty and quiet again, and a shadow walked out of his room and walked to the door of another room.

"Bang~Bang~Bang~" The slender finger knocked lightly on the door.

"The door is unlocked, come in." The person inside seemed to be busy with something, and only answered after several knocks on the door.

Yiren pushed the door in, and then came into front of a very simple house, neither high-profile nor exhaling decoration, which looked comfortable and so harmonious, making people suddenly have a feeling of "home", of course, there is no "family", everything is an illusion.

Throwing off the illusion of thoughts, Ming Yanwei's eyes looked for Haoran, she heard the sound of stir-frying, so she followed the fragrance into the kitchen, and saw a young man next door wearing an apron and concentrating on cooking.

"If you let other people see you cooking, won't your jaws drop to the ground in surprise?" After a slight shock, Ming Yanwei teased the young man in front of her.

"If I didn't know how to cook, I would have starved to death." Carefully put the fried vegetables in the pot on the plate, Haoran turned around with one hand in the pot, "Ming Yanwei? ”

Haoran originally wanted to brush the pot and stopped, looking at Yiren opposite, she was dressed very ordinarily today, but she still couldn't cover her elegance, less heroic and more charming, and she couldn't see the strong man who lived until now under the cruel reincarnation.

"Why can't it be me?" Ming Yanwei replied without showing weakness, but after saying this, she couldn't help but feel a little remorseful in her heart, he was a positive body, not the bastard of the replicant.

Just when the atmosphere was about to be embarrassing, Haoran turned on the faucet, resumed brushing the pot, pointed to the finished dishes and asked, "I have made a lot, do you want to eat together?" ”

"Okay." The devil sent the gods, and the answer was smooth.

"Wait a minute, I'll get you a pair of chopsticks."

After everything was prepared, the two sat down and started, you and I ate silently with one chopstick.

After being silent for a long time, the two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding, and they invariably spoke: "That ......" voice conflicted, and the two closed their mouths again.

"You speak first, ladies first." Hao Ran humbly conceded.

"That...... I think, I still owe you an answer, this is also the purpose of my coming today, I don't like to owe people anything. Ming Yanwei seemed to have made up her mind.

"Is it about my clone's past?" Haoran thought to himself, and he actually thought of another piece.

"Well, you're still so smart, or am I too obvious?" Ming Yanwei smiled faintly, and the look on her face fell into a memory, "The first time I met you was in "New Predator", at that time, like everyone else, I fell from a high altitude at the beginning, and there was no parachute, it was the clone who caught me from mid-air and saved my life. ”

"New Predator", Haoran listened quietly, it didn't feel too difficult, I don't know what kind of scene task it is.

"It was also our first meeting...... It's dangerous for two people to share a parachute, and you act as my cushion when I land. Ming Yanwei lightly covered up the embarrassment at that time.

"And then I was slapped by you?! Obviously I saved you, huh? ”

"Hmph, the lady has the right to act if she suspects evil intentions, who knows what you thought at that time?" Ming Yanwei is arrogant again.

Sure enough, Haoran mourned for his clone, "And then?" ”

"At that time, you were the demon captain, and when you first met, you gave me the impression that you were too draggy, but the first thing you taught me to do was to shoot blood with a gun in order to survive!" Ming Yanwei remembered that Haoran used hallucinations to induce herself to shoot the bloodthirsty phonophore, but now she can't raise her grievances, he is dead, Zhang Heng is also dead, and the rest, maybe he will die in battle one day, right?

Captain of the Demon Team? Haoran was so shocked by these words that he forgot to eat, without him, these words are too informative! Haoran can analyze a lot of information fragments according to the current situation of the demon team, for example, why the captain has become Zheng Zha, why Zheng Zha's copy hates himself so much, although it is not the truth, it is very close to the truth. "And then?" Eager to know more, Haoran asked.

"In the face of the pressure of team battles, you don't deserve to be colored, the clouds are light and the wind is light, you move your mouth, strategize, and the use of mental power skills has made the decline of the demon team out of the trough, even now that I think about it, it feels incredible."

The ability to control the field is very strong.,It's worthy of being your own clone.。 Wait, Haoran still feels like he's missing something, yes, Ming Yanwei doesn't even know about Zheng Zhe's cleaning of the demon team? If she lived to the end, why didn't she know? The difference from the original book is that his copy is the captain, and the battlefield has become another one. So, is it possible that his own replica hid from the beauty in front of him and directed the inside story of the Demon Team Purge? Think about it! The clone's self is obviously an outsider, but it seems to have caused a situation similar to the original, why?

"After that, I also experienced the first real battle since reincarnation, when I was so tired that I killed the other party half to death, you arrogantly ended the last member of the opponent with a pistol, super long distance, absolute kill, and it was at that time that I remembered the gap with your strength." Ming Yanwei recalled with a wry smile.

This forced copy of the body, he gave 9 points, and he was afraid of his pride. But I really want to see that battle in person, in addition to the blood boiling, it is more to solve the doubts.

"Later, you said that you had to participate in a battle, and the team battle was over, what else did you have to fight?" Ming Yanwei was more heartfelt than she seemed on the surface, with tears in her eyes and a little choked in her voice, "At that time, I thought I would be abandoned again. I know that this walk is goodbye. ”

"The rain in the rainforest, it stopped and stopped, and it stopped and fell, and the dark sword waves crossed the sky, until the sky, and a figure slowly soared, and finally dispersed with the rain clouds, and then returned to the main god space, and you, never came back......"

I don't know how long it took for the chopsticks to stop, but Haoran listened and took a deep breath. The misty puzzle from the clone was brightened up, but the mood was heavy because of this, and there were still many things I wanted to say, and I couldn't say the questions I wanted to ask, and even if I spoke, there was only one sentence left: "Thank you, let you recall that memory again." ”

"No, I said I owe you." The voice was soft and pitiful, but the tone was strong, Ming Yanwei took the tissue handed over by Haoran and wiped her tears, cleaned up her mood, and adjusted.

"Hey, eat, eat, the dishes are cold."

"Well, your food tastes good."

The two tacitly agreed with each other, put aside grievances, and were quite harmonious at the moment. If someone you don't know sees the two eating together, they will definitely think that they are a pair of intimate lovers, but this atmosphere is broken by an uninvited guest.

"Squeak~" Another sound of opening the door. "Hey, the door is not locked, are you there? I'm in~" The crisp and beautiful voice, like the chirping of a yellow bird, the black Lolita jumped in front of the two people who were eating.

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