At three o'clock in the morning, everything was silent, and the snowy straight pillars of light were cast into the black clouds, and the round spots of light in the sky changed from small to large and continued to bloom.

The Shield of Purity, which had been asleep, suddenly woke up, shrouded in pillars of light, and the entire academy area quickly turned into a 'city that never sleeps' as bright as day.

Between the buildings, the fine light-sensitive rays of cobwebs lit up, the alarm beeped in the sky, and the blood-like red light of the police lights swept the night sky round after round. A dense network of electric currents envelops the floating islands, instantly generating an atmospheric-like energy shield, suspended in mid-air, looking like a mirrored phantom in a bubble from a distance.

The Pure Shield's defenses, from detecting danger to creating a quarantine zone to deploying armed forces, would have taken only three seconds. Now it has taken more than ten times as long and still no armed forces have been deployed, and it is clear that someone has done something to it.

But this doesn't matter to Ivan anymore, anyway, the enemy is far away, even if he is caught, he will not be under the management of the Pure Shield, just wait quietly for the Governor's Mansion to be finished.

Lying in a messy boulevard, Evan looked up at the night sky, watching the expanding specks of light drown out the clouds, adjusting to his newly repaired body. At this moment, he suddenly felt a pair of surprised eyes, staring at him motionless in front of the open door not far away.

"Is your perception lower because you're too focused?"

Evan shook his head, stood up from the rubble, and turned his head to look at the sight, which happened to meet a pair of azure eyes, a little mare muse in a white cotton nightgown, standing in front of the open door of the villa, her hands over her mouth, looking at him with an expression similar to that of a ghost.

"You see?" he raised an eyebrow.

"Hmm...... Mmmmmm

The little mare nodded at first, and then, as if thinking of some kind of dark picture, shook the golden ponytail and began to shake her head frantically.

"First of all, I will not kill people. ”

Ivan stood on the collapsed pavement, shaking the dust off his body, and at the same time slowing his breathing to make his expression look kinder: "What just happened is just two terrorists trying to do something here, and I was stopped by me who sensed the situation. So again, did you see that? Since when did you stand there?"

"Report to Big Brother, from the moment you cut them into pieces and blast them away!" replied as quickly as the Muse straightened his waist and reported an order from his superiors.

"That's good, it looks like I'm not sluggish enough yet......"

Ivan breathed a sigh of relief, went naked, met the curious and surprised eyes of the little mare and walked up to her, and patted her shoulder: "Have you been woken up? Go back and rest, it's all over now." ”

After hearing him skip the battle so lightly, the muse subconsciously froze in place, and his beautiful pupils were not focused, as if there was a layer of fog. After he passed by the other party, he hurriedly turned around and asked:

"Big brother is a freshman like me, you were just like me a few months ago...... No, no, no, I didn't even perform as well as I did in the gravity room......! Why did it get so strong?"

"The gap between you and me is only enough to fight hard. Ivan replied without looking back.

With the explosive speed of his strength, he can't explain it for any reason, and it is suspected of nonsense to speak with natural bloodline, so he can only give the other party an ambiguous answer.

“......”

The muse stood in place with a confused gaze, looking at his back in a slight distraction, until the other party climbed the stairs back to the room, and then suddenly woke up. Drooping his head in a dejected manner, his mouth kept rejecting the last words of the other party, and he silently clenched his fists, and the lines of his originally soft body were suddenly tensed to the limit.

One by one, one by one

After returning to the room, Evan closed the door and sensed the current situation of the three roommates, and found the little mare standing in the hall in a daze, as if thinking about a life event, while David and Marshall were fighting in combos, completely unaware of the strange situation in the previous thirty seconds.

Since this is the case, he is also a lot more relieved, at least for the time being, he does not need to deal with the entanglement of questions between the two.

Sitting in front of the bed, Ivan sat cross-legged on the floor, closed his eyes, and took stock of the gains of this battle while sensing his physical condition. The biggest gain is naturally to remove the shadow left by the mechanic, and from then on, there will be no psychological shadow in the face of the mechanic, and the condensation intention is just around the corner. The second is to develop another realm of mixed martial arts, in addition to the Flowing Water Rock Shattering Fist and the Whirlwind Slashing Iron Fist, he also has a big kill like the Jiaoya Dragon Killing Fist, so as to make up for his lack of output.

To be honest, before he developed the Jiaoya Dragon Killing Fist, he had been lacking a super special move in the true sense.

Although the Holy Book of Hades is infinitely powerful, it is obviously more inclined to the destruction of the spiritual level, and the accompanying abilities are almost all buff skills, and the single firepower at the physical level is seriously insufficient.

In comparison, the Sun Golden Sutra is more focused on the destructive power of the physical level, and theoretically there should be all kinds of map cannons, but it is incomplete, and practicing to level three gives an absolute realm - to some extent, it is another buff skill, which is really painful.

(It's like playing a 2D side-scrolling online game that has been yellow for ten years, and the monkey plays a bunch of buffs, only to find that you haven't learned colorless skills.) ）

But after being disgusting for so long, I finally have a big nirvana, and the benefits of mixed martial arts are getting more and more, and there is really nothing wrong with investing!

"I've been squandering for so long with my small skills, but it's still cool to rub super nirvana. ”

Evan swelled complacently for a while, constantly replaying the scene of himself bombarding and killing two mechanics in his mind, and quickly cooled down, and began to analyze the shortcomings and shortcomings of this skill.

"The biggest disadvantage is that the power is dispersed and the accuracy is too poor!"

He quickly remembered the moment when the mechanic was cut, quickly recovered, and then escaped.

The enemy was able to escape because the power of the Tooth Dragon's Killing Fist was too scattered and the accuracy was not controlled, and it failed to hurt their brains. If the force of that blow was concentrated within five meters, and the blade could be precisely controlled, even a Level 3 mechanic would be killed on the spot by a thousand cuts!

In the future, I will do more cultivation in this area!

"Ivan, is Ivan-san here!?We are members of the Armed Forces Department of the Academy, please come with us!" Just as Ivan was calming down and preparing to continue cultivating, the roar of a loudspeaker suddenly came from outside the window.

One by one, one by one

In the early morning, the first glow of the morning sun fills the sky, shining on the uniform wall of the Pure Shield white complex, shining a dazzling light, and the majestic floating islands and heaven and earth are intertwined into a fluttering picture, which is extremely magnificent.

When the earth had just woken up from the light of the morning, Evan went to the Central Campus with members of the Armed Forces and walked alone into Dean Russell's private meeting room.

He straightened his uniform, scanned his identity, and everything behind the door appeared before his eyes. It was a large, semicircular room, with a precious-looking red wooden desk in the center, and the floor was not carpeted, but a solid wood floor that was close to the color of the desk.

Rows of metal brackets stretched out on the curved walls of the room, on which there were neither antiques nor art—only a large pile of novelty-looking high-tech gadgets, some of which seemed to be colored crystals, some of which were miniature weapons, and the rest of the compartments were ...... It is full of all kinds of mecha figures.

"Sit casually. ”

Dean Russell sat in the back of his office, leaning back in his chair, signaling him to sit down without restraint.

"Before I do that, I have to thank you for getting me out of the armed forces, where I was interrogated for three hours, and it was really uncomfortable. Because he was an accomplice, Evan didn't have much awe of him now, and sat down on the brown leather seat next to him with a teasing word.

"Those kids are just doing their job. ”

Russell smiled slightly when he heard this, the indifferent temperament on his face dissipated a lot, and he looked at Evan's expression and said:

"Everything that happened last night, I saw it through satellite surveillance, and I'm glad you weren't hurt. However, I also apologize for this, it is clear that the academy has been infiltrated by hostile forces, otherwise the defense mechanism would not have been activated so slowly. ”

"It doesn't matter, those guys in the Ministry of Armed Forces can only bully law-abiding elements like me, and if you really encounter last night's killer, you will probably be killed in seconds. Ivan seemed very calm, and on the surface he had no intention of hiding his strength.

As he spoke, he noticed a barcode on the armrest of the seat, and couldn't help but scan it with his watch, and a three-dimensional menu popped out of it.

"If necessary, please feel free. ”

Russell was rather tolerant at this point, not only not caring about his rudeness, but even further relaxing the atmosphere of the conversation, as if Evan was not his student, but a friend of his rank.

"Forget it, it's not good to eat alone. ”

Ivan didn't touch the menu, sat up straight, and looked at Yuan's face: "Then why are you looking for me? Is there a problem on the dragon's side, or is there a problem on Domon's side?"

"You know? Originally, the reason why I resisted you was because many low-level civilized students were very ignorant. The reason why they come here is not so much to learn knowledge, but to travel and play with women. ”

Russell did not answer his question directly, but began to monologue his inner thoughts, and after a slight pause, his gaze fell on the tightly sealed soundproof stand-up window, and his expression became softer:

"But you're different, and Domon says you're very focused on your studies and you love mixed martial arts. Judging from the fight in the early hours of this morning, your study of mixed martial arts is no longer to the extent that you are interested, and only an expert or a master can describe your achievements. ”

"The charm of martial arts is hard to describe in words, only those who have experienced it firsthand can understand it. Evan replied tepidly.

"I've heard the head of the MMA club, Karenz, say that for a martial artist, the realm of magic is something they should pursue all their lives. Ivan-san, I would like to ask you, as a martial artist, if you have the same idea?"

As Russell spoke, he carefully observed Evan's expression, and found that his eyes moved slightly when he heard 'Kalenz' and 'Divine Skill', and the smile on his face suddenly softened a little.

"Of course!"

Ivan replied in the affirmative, his gaze burning for a moment, as if he were a determined pilgrim.

"So...... If I can give you access to the legacy of Master Yves, what price would you be willing to pay in exchange?" Dean Russell narrowed his eyes and looked at him with a pair of sharp eyes.

Sure enough, it is nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief!

Evan scolded fiercely in his heart, but there was an unknown expression on his face: "Isn't mixed martial arts the inheritance of Master Yves?

"And, of course!"

Russell nodded affirmatively, as if he was deliberately inciting the other party's emotions, and his tone became eager and passionate:

"Most of Eve Es' martial arts experience has been preserved in the form of data and shared with all mankind in accordance with his wishes. However, only the zero type that touches the realm of magic skills cannot be saved with data, or the amount of data in that form is too large. The images left behind are only vain in shape, and there is no real mystery of magic skills at all. ”

"Don't tell me you do!" Yi Wenming knew that he was deliberately inciting, but he was still hung up on his appetite.

"Of course I didn't. ”

Russell immediately denied it, and after the other party's emotions cooled down a little, he suddenly changed the conversation:

"But I know who has it, and I know where this person is, and I can track him all the way, lock down his location, and even create a one-on-one battle for you!

"I hate being led by the nose! I hate being taken advantage of by people who think they are smart!"

Evan stood up from his seat without hesitation, undisguised the disgust in his eyes, but another blazing light shone in the depths of his pupils, and it seemed that there was a strange feeling of water waves rising and falling in the depths of his pupils—the eyes of martyrs:

"But this time is the exception, as long as you keep your promise and give me a chance to contact Zero, I don't mind being used by you again!"

"Very good, very good ......"

Dean Russell's eyes seemed to be sparkling at this time, and he couldn't help nodding frequently, and his left hand was pressed to his chest, revealing the most solemn expression:

"I swear by the position of the Master of the Shield of Purity, in the sacred name of a disseminator of knowledge, and by the dignity of a martial arts enthusiast!

"In addition to this, I have one condition. ”

As Evan spoke, he walked over to the tightly sealed soundproof stand-up window and looked at the thick clouds below, "It doesn't matter either way, I want you to arrange an accident so that Minister Karenz can also see this battle." ”

"Why?" said Dean Russell, raising his eyebrows in surprise.

"He's my guide. He looked at the blue sky and white clouds with a focused expression, and replied in a light tone.

Knowing the grace of encounter, there is no way to repay it, and repaying the teacher with the most sacred battle is a romance that only martial artists understand.