At the same time as the girl who suddenly appeared and the cyan man were fighting fiercely, in a street not far from the Wei Palace, Wang Jian was holding each other against a man in black. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although they had never seen each other before, a voice told each other that the person in front of them was their prey.

"Kill him! Shoot him! Shred him! ”

An unprecedented impulse suddenly surged into Wang Ji's heart without warning, making his head hot for a while.

"Kill him! Shoot him! Shred him! ”

Wang Ji's throat was thirsty, and his eyes were blood-red.

"Kill him! Shoot him! Shred him! ”

Wang Ji let out a low roar, arched his body, and was about to pounce.

"You...... Is it number 107? ”

Suddenly, the black man opened his mouth to break the silence in front of him, and at the same time interrupted Wang Ji's behavior.

"Ah, yes." The sudden sound of the voice recalled Wang Ji's reason, he suppressed the impulse from his heart, and patiently spoke to the other party, "You are No. 98, right?" ”

The man in black didn't answer Wang Ji's question, as if he felt that such an obvious thing was not worth answering. He continued: "You already know where we stand, right? ”

"Hmm." Wang Ji nodded.

"That's going to be easy." No. 98 showed a pleasant smile, and his voice gradually became high-pitched, "Although I didn't plan to fight you now, but since I met you, let's fight!"

As he spoke, he choked and pulled out an RB knife from under his wide trench coat.

Wang Ji, who was already suppressing his inner impulse, was stimulated by the other party's behavior, and could no longer suppress the restlessness in his heart, so he threw himself at the other party with a low shout.

"Good time!" No. 98's smile was even more pleasant, and he raised his knife to meet him.

"Khooth!"

The fists collided with the blades in a sound that sounded like two pieces of metal crashing together.

Wang Ji blocked the blade with his fist, which made No. 98 a little surprised, his eyes widened slightly, and he jumped back with great speed, dodging Wang Ji's follow-up kick.

No. 98 lifted his hat and said to himself in a deep voice: "Strengthened? ”

Wang Ji raised his fist, looked at the uninjured fist, and said in a low voice: "Is this really the case?" ”

After experiencing several worlds, Wang Yu had already discovered that although some abilities could be used freely in other worlds, the effect would always be weaker than in the original world. It's like using a strengthened magic fist to block a sword just now, if you do this in other worlds, even if you don't hurt your bones, you will inevitably cut through the epidermis, and you won't be unscathed.

Any power can only play its greatest role in a world that suits it. In the same way, in any world, only forces that conform to their laws can be fully exerted.

It is precisely because of this that in the previous world, Wang Wei only used "martial arts" and did not use any other powers.

Wang Wei clenched his fists and rushed towards No. 98 again. No. 98 set up a long knife, saw Wang Ji's fist, and slashed at his arm with a knife.

But just as the long knife was about to slash at Wang Ji's arm, Wang Ji's fist suddenly accelerated, and he came to No. 98 in an instant. Before No. 98 could react, he was hit hard in the lower abdomen.

No. 98 snorted and hurriedly jumped back to pull away.

"What was that?" Number 98 asked in surprise.

Of course, Wang Wei would not explain his methods to his opponent, and said casually: "It's just a little trick." ”

No. 98 has also been killed for a long time, Wang Ji's sudden acceleration, although he was a little concerned about just now, but he didn't think it was too much of a problem, snorted coldly, and re-put his posture again.

After the confrontation just now, Wang Ji has roughly tested the fighting level of No. 98, as well as the fact that he doesn't understand magic. Although Wang Jian knew that No. 98 must have other means, it is difficult to say how much of his means can play under the restrictions of world rules.

In this seemingly dominant situation, Wang Yi naturally wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, only to see him take a deep breath and swing his fist again to No. 98, and No. 98 also raised his knife again to meet him.

Seeing that the fists and knives were about to intersect, Wang Yi's fists accelerated again, and they rushed forward at twice the speed before. But this time, No. 98 was prepared, shouted violently, and also accelerated the cutting down of the long knife.

But at this moment, Wang Yi's fist suddenly doubled, and it began to strike out at three times the speed.

"What?!"

No. 98 didn't expect Wang Ji's fist to be able to accelerate, and he was caught off guard and was punched in the chest. 98 slid backwards with his strength, trying to distance himself from Wang Ji again.

But this time, Wang Wei didn't let No. 98 retreat, he kicked down, caught up with No. 98, struck out with both hands, and punched the opponent one after another.

I saw that Wang Ji's fist speed was fast and slow, and the changes were fast and violent, although No. 98 raised his knife to block the left and right branches, trying to stop Wang Ji's attacks, but he was still hit repeatedly. Fortunately, No. 98, as a killer who was earlier than Wang Ji, has experienced no less world than Wang Ji, and his physical strength has already reached the realm of inhumanity, so he is not injured much. It's just a fist hitting his body, but the pain can't be avoided, which makes him feel a little ashamed.

As the number of hits grew, the sense of shame and anger in No. 98's heart became stronger. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and yelled: "You give me enough to stop!" "A powerful force suddenly erupted from the body.

This force caused a violent gust of wind to blow around No. 98's body, blowing in all directions.

The sudden outburst of No. 98 made Wang Ji immediately alert, and without knowing what means No. 98 would use, he immediately stopped the attack and took advantage of the wind to retreat.

"Now let's all show our real skills and have a good fight." Number 98 said as he put the knife back up.

Wang Ji knew that the next thing would no longer be simple, so he calmed down and was on guard.

Just as the two of them were about to get into a fight, a voice suddenly came from the side: "Archer, over there!"

Wang Jian and No. 98 looked at each other, and saw two red figures rushing towards this side at great speed.

That's—

Archer and Rin Tosaka.

Judging from the direction they were heading, they should be heading to the Wei Palace.

Seeing that someone was stirring up the situation, No. 98 said unhappily: "Tsk, it seems that our victory or defeat will be saved until next time." With that, he leaped backwards as fast as he could, and after two or three ups and downs, he disappeared into the night.

Wang Jian snorted and turned into the darkness as well.

Less than ten seconds after the two of them left, Archer and Rin were standing in the same place where they had been fighting.

"It's weird, I just saw someone here." Rin looked around a little confused, "Archer, did you find anything?" ”

"No, they should have left."

"They don't look like ordinary people, do they?" Rin said thoughtfully.

"Are you going to chase them? Maybe they're from another group, and the er suggested.

"Nope. If they are really related to the Holy Grail War, they will meet sooner or later. For now, it's better to save the guards and classmates. Gone, Archer!"

"Understood."

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