This battle simply does not make sense.

Toruń is like a beast, Maddie has already flown up like a torch, the ground is uplifted, and it turns into a beast, which shows that Park Tianhui also intervened in the battle, but these beasts did not take the initiative to attack, a small part of them formed a defensive line in front of Toruń, and more pounced on the burning Maddie.

The earth covered the body to extinguish the flames, Ling Tong hurriedly glanced at it, the smoke was very gray, but there was no cracking and blistering from severe burns, Toren had no intention of killing, as he said, it was just humiliation.

But Ling Tong's face was still ugly. He knew that Toruń's hostility to him had been for a long time, and in fact, except for the unsavory Li Dajiang, Fanor had doomed the entire Qingwei powerhouse into Shangri-La one after another, and it was doomed that peace would be impossible between them.

After all, the ability is the role of serving people with strength, and Ling Tong, who is a third-order in combat power, is stronger than Toren and An Muluo in the second order combined, and he is more respected for his tactfulness and demeanor in dealing with human feelings, so he has always suppressed Toren during his dormancy.

The contradiction did not intensify, there was no hat of righteousness at that time, and they did not evolve into a white-knives confrontation, there is no reason why now Qingwei everyone knows that the two sides want to go into battle shirtless.

Everything was unreasonable, including Toruń's brave and enterprising appearance, if it weren't for Maddie's gray standing back in the crowd, anyone who saw Toruń's expression would think he was here to kill.

"My lord, he's crazy!" Maddie carefully wiped the sweat from his forehead, the Ark Guard uniform on his body was no longer visible, it was torn everywhere, and the burns were exposed everywhere, and it was a hot pain when he moved, and if he was splashed with sweat, he would feel like he was ripping meat.

"If he's crazy, you should be lying in the emergency cabin by now." Seeing a clay puppet in the image of a cheetah being blown to pieces by Toruń, each piece of fragment ignited and quickly dried up, Ling Tong's expression became more and more ugly.

Maddie knew that Ling Tong was dissatisfied with his defeat in one face, there was nowhere to say this, the duty of the capable person was to fight, no matter what the reason for the battle was, it was not worth mentioning in the face of defeat. Even Maddie herself couldn't understand why Toren was also second-order, and he was still the first to strike, so why he lost so badly.

"Adult ......"

"Shut up or win it back."

Maddie shrunk her neck, and finally didn't have the courage to fight again. At this time, the last jackal was also dismantled into burning bricks by Toruń, and the earth bags were bulging everywhere near and far, and a new tide of beasts was taking shape. Park Tianhui also gritted her teeth and persevered, the consumption of controlling the beast was not large, but the loss of each head could not be repaired, and the consumption of reshaping the soil embryo made her tired.

"Ling Tong, do you plan to hide behind these wastes forever until the adults interfere?" Holding out a finger, Toren smiled and ran over the wound on his face, which smoked and turned into a new scorched wound. Ling Tong, who loves his body, will definitely not be able to do this kind of thing, unlike Torun who is covered with traces formed like this.

"Your Excellency won't come, but Li Dajiang will be here soon, we don't have time to fight, and there's no point."

"Waste always finds a reason to justify itself." After Toren finished treating the wound, he shook his hand indifferently, "You can't rely on a few dogs to drag Li Dajiang over." ”

Park Tianhui felt a chill, and forcibly did not move his steps, there was still Ling Tong between her and Toruń, that man should not be crazy to this point.

More than a dozen beasts came out of the dirt bag, and with a flick of his fingers, they gathered around Toruń. Clay figurines have no intelligence and do not threaten, but with their abilities, they can attack like real beasts at any time.

Toruń is a true beast.

Before the clay puppet moved, he was already screaming and crashing into the arms of an orangutan. Rumble! The sturdy clay puppet turned into pieces, and Toruń, who was as sturdy as the clay puppet, rushed past and galloped in the direction of Park Tianhui.

I can't care about suspecting anything, Toruń's combat effectiveness today is unexpected, Maddie is not an enemy, and Park Tianhui, who is not good at close combat, will not perform better, as a leader, if you can't even protect the people around you, this kind of humiliation is far worse than being forced to fight.

"I think you're really crazy!" Ling Tong took a step, and the blades of grass around him soared, stabbing at Toren like a sharp blade.

Torren laughed wildly and slid on his knees, the blade of grass sword bent with the target, and before he could get close, a raging fire had already ignited, and in the flames, a wildflower had bloomed to a diameter of two or three meters, and the petals were thrown out like flying knives by the rotation of the calyx.

A figure sprang up, shattering flames and spinning in midair. Toren inhaled as much as he could, and spewed out at Ling Tong, the exhaled breath was extremely hot, and as soon as it touched the air, it triggered flames, like the legendary dragon's breath.

"I said, how dare you come and tease me, it turns out to be the third order." Ling Tong thought he had found the answer, and without a trace of hesitation, "I'll kindly teach you how to fight at the third order!" ”

The surrounding tree vines flew in front of Ling Tong like giant snakes, intersecting to form a vine net, and the leaves were wide open, like a wall to block the flying fire. Six big trees suddenly rose tall, with their roots as their feet, and their branches shook like arms, silently raising their heads to the sky and roaring. The wriggling roots plunged into the soil with each step, and each pull out caused a great tremor, and the treemen used the tree as a weapon, howling to split the wind and slamming it into Toruń in mid-air.

Rumble!

……

Anmulo stepped out of the woods and tucked Toruń's gown into his arms. Toruń has already made a decision, it doesn't matter whether he supports it or not, he will get his things done. He had always been an adjutant when he was by Fanor's side, and Fanol's evaluation of him was that he was a scheming and indecisive person and a qualified executor, and that was still when he was very young.

It seems that since then he has completely given up thinking about right and wrong and judging the gains and losses, just as he did this time, Yisi paid attention, he handed it to Toruń, and Toren decided, and he went to complete his own task, never beyond the duty of a deputy.

Yisi's plan is very detailed, everyone just needs to do their part, and Amulo can see Fanol's style from the middle, interlocking and calculating.

Thinking about it carefully, Miro was a disciple of Fanol, and Isi. Hood is a think tank carefully cultivated by Miró, and the world has changed, and the microphone in the plan has really become the mastermind, and what he planned was precisely to destroy Greenwich Miró through his mouth. Morpheus.

It was a master-apprentice battle with no name, and Miro was unknowingly sent to the gladiatorial arena, and Amulo didn't feel he had any chance of turning the tables around.

The research institute was in front of him, and Amulo wiped the smile from the corner of his mouth and strode out.

There were many people gathered in the open space in front of the research institute, the comrades of the Toruń family, Miro and the conservative forces that supported him, and Li Dajiang, who was waiting for everyone, but there was no one from Ling Tong's side.

Looking at An Mu Luo who came out of the forest alone, Mi Luo's heart throbbed for no reason, and An Mu Luo's casual glance seemed to be pointed, and it seemed that there was nothing.

The two of them should have a closer bond, Miro wants to persuade Toruń to push Fanol to insist on leading the entire Qingwei, and Torun also wants to engulf the conservative forces to consolidate his own foundation, which is this kind of closeness with each other's intentions. However, after learning that Torun was planning to assassinate Hu Er, he unconsciously distanced himself from them out of fear of Yisi.

The assassination unexpectedly failed, and Hu Er's open fire stubbornly surrendered to Ling Tong's command, a result that made him a little glad, but it was a pity that Yisi didn't seem to lose trust because of this failure. Toruń is getting weaker and weaker, and although he has the support of the Shangri-La political family under the manipulation of Yisi, those bone-like figures in the grave obviously cannot be compared to the backs within the Qingwei.

Miro felt that he could get more initiative, perhaps because he was a little impatient, and Toruń actually skipped him and chose to contact his supporters. In recent months, Isi has been on the move, from China to the Americas, and every time I meet Miró, I will receive a complete transcript of the conversation, the content is not out of my imagination, the leaders of these branches are very interested in Isi's promises, but only interested, Miró's identity is far more attractive than any painting, he represents orthodoxy, which is fundamental.

There is always a need for broader support. Supporting Fanol is fundamentally different from supporting others, not only because Fanol himself has no intention of that position, but also because he is now the leader, the unquestionable absolute leader, and the appearance of any competitor would hurt Fanol's authority. Therefore, Miro's task is very heavy, after absorbing Toruń, he has to rely on his own advantages to persuade Ling Tong to retreat, and only by making Ling Tong feel that defeat can completely dispel that man's ambitions.

Maybe you can reach out to Toruń and see that things are better now than they were when I went to Shangri-La a few months ago. Miro smiled, his gaze wandering with Amulo.

Wait, what about Toruń?

"Sorry, it's late." An Muluo smiled and greeted Li Dajiang, the so-called being late was just a kind word, and now there are more than 20 minutes before the start of the meeting.

"I heard that Toruń is with you, but what about the others?" The old man had his hands behind his back, and he didn't need to stand outside the door to greet them, but he stubbornly believed that all the attendees except Fanol and Dr. Spinn, who was on a special mission, should have entered through the main entrance after the meeting began, even if he had known about the contents.

"Toruń, I'm probably joking with Ling Tong."

Li Dajiang's eyes flashed: "Will they also have a common topic?" ”

An Mu Luo shook Toruń's dress and dusted off some of the floating ash on his clothes: "A few days ago, Toren was promoted to the third order, probably because he wanted to ask for some combat experience, and the process might be more intense." ”

As if responding to his words, boom, a loud thunderous sound came from afar.

Li Dajiang glanced at An Muluo deeply and flew in the direction of the battle.