As Di Chaoyu expected, Wang Shun couldn't hold back the anger in his heart after hearing that his clan relatives were humiliated, and smashed the marble front desk with a fist. Suddenly, the flying stone chips scratched Harukura's delicate skin.

But the trolls still didn't attack them.

Oh ho, that's amazing. Iting thought evilly, and ignited his fighting spirit to resist this small injury.

"Boss Wang, calm down, as long as the trolls are obedient, S Country will naturally not treat you badly."

The naked meaning of this discourse is self-evident - to become the dog of the government.

"The patriarch won't let you go!"

"Oh? This is the East, the most powerful country with three S-class transgressors. You've been sent here, and it doesn't seem like you're having a good relationship with the community, right? Itin took a sharp puff, almost exhausting the rest of his cigarette.

"Even, I can't even protect my closest family members!"

"Alright, the mental disturbance has worked."

While broadcasting, Ji Liangchen retreated to a safer realm, throwing out three runes and instantly hiding in the enchantment and disappearing. The first lesson of the Messenger is to protect yourself.

"Ahh!!h

Wang Shun looked up to the sky and roared, only to see that his body was twisted like ripples, and the uncontrollable power of anger tore apart the pre-installed illusion. He showed an ugly face, and the Tang costume was tightened on the rough body, which was quite absurd.

His eyes were fixed on the handsome man, and then he swung his huge fist.

Ittingevil threw the cigarette away and unsheathed his sword. He dodged, holding the back of the knife with his left hand, and met him with a blade. I only heard a "ding" sound, and the blade and fist collided with a metallic sound.

This is the troll's passivity - "hardening". As the name suggests, it is a skill that makes the flesh look like metal. The more powerful the troll, the higher the density of the flesh in the hardened parts.

Itin Evil lifted his smiling face, and his fighting spirit struck from the blade with precision.

In an instant, with a chaotic roar, the aliens who were lying in ambush on the second floor swarmed in, and the members of the special operations team also began to attack.

For a while, gunshots rang out.

An elite team member entangles Wang Tai, allowing the A-class to fight one-on-one.

Wang Shun was a little surprised by the fist that was firmly blocked, and suddenly found that there was a pain in his hand, and a fine cut was actually made.

can use his fighting spirit so precisely, he really deserves to be him.

Di Chaoyu had known Yi Tingxi since he was a student, but his background was not Xuanhe, and his personal strength was not top-notch, just like Zhao Zhicheng, he was just an ordinary member of the "top trio".

But the logical brain and the character that is not easily arrogant are also one of Di Chaoyu's excellent advantages. Lacking the strength to directly participate in an A-rank battle, he cautiously observed the battle situation.

The succubus Haruzakura was too frightened to move, and Akishi, who had seen her in the morning, rushed over to help her up and led her out of the center of the battlefield.

Di Chaoyu chased after him, but was blocked by a bright red figure.

Xia Yue, she held a handguard short knife in each hand, her graceful figure was wrapped in red brocade, and her cold appearance made her not look like a succubus, but because of her racial talent, she had a different kind of temptation.

Even though she knew that she was not good at physical skills, she still stood firmly on Di Chaoyu's movement trajectory.

But on the battlefield, how can there be any pity for the jade.

Di Chaoyu frowned slightly and entered the offensive state, his figure did not stop, and the two iron rulers were unsheathed. Xia Yue hurriedly swung the knife, but was easily blocked by the man.

In just two moves, under the huge gap in combat experience, Di Chaoyu successfully stuck one of the succubus's short knives and broke it at the same time. Before the feeble attack of her other hand arrived, the man struck quickly, and the tip of the iron ruler struck her throat with precision.

Suddenly, blood spilled from the succubus's mouth, and her eyes were filled with tears because of the pain, but she couldn't let out any screams when her vocal cords were destroyed.

"Don't act rashly, you won't die." Di Chaoyu said calmly.

He just collected half of his strength, not because he was soft-hearted, but for the investigator, one more living mouth is one more confession.

Suddenly, he felt a chill in his back, but the feeling disappeared in an instant. At the same time, a terrible scream came from the second floor, and if he heard it right, it was the voice of the last succubus.

Ji Liangchen calmly observed the battle situation in the enchantment, and would give timely mental attacks and accurate orders at the right time. He found that there had been a B-class alien on the second floor who didn't make a move.

So he easily locked on to the succubus Dongxue, and when she cast a curse on Di Chaoyu, he eliminated the effect of the spell and cast a powerful stun spell.

Unexpectedly, this succubus had amazing willpower, and even broke her fingers to resist this spell, but the disparity in strength was huge, and she finally fainted.

When Wang Shun was entangled with the Itin evil for the first time, the two A-class trolls hidden in the elevator also rushed out. They are a circle smaller than Wang Shun, but they are also two meters tall. They carried maces on one shoulder and a great axe in the other.

Hearing a roar of a dragon and a lion's roar, Yan Zhe broke through the wall and entered. He quickly took his posture and slammed his fists into a domineering blow that sent the huge and powerful troll flying out of the air.

The morale of the Einsatzgruppen was greatly enhanced, with the ancient warriors wielding sharp blades and the others attacking with point shots, reducing the number of alien races that could move by a third in a short period of time.

The A-level median is not an invincible existence for the lower ranks, but in the face of Yan Zhe's overwhelming momentum, the two trolls were actually a little timid. It was an emotion that only appeared when meeting a patriarch far away in the West.

At this moment, Dongxue's shrill screams came, tearing them out of their timidity. They roared and emboldened themselves, and took up their swords to meet the lion with ease.

Yan Zhe's body was lit with a red fighting spirit, and he was extremely domineering.

"Octagonal Fist: 10th Style"

Dou Qi Transformation, this is a form that only A-level can have, so that Dou Qi can materialize, and it can really strengthen one or more values of the six dimensions.

Yan Zhe strengthens strength and speed, which will greatly increase the power of his moves.

He threw more than a dozen punches in an instant, and the punch was like a cannonball. The trolls raised their weapons to barely stop, but it was in vain. The fist struck the mace and axe several times, causing the steel weapon to crack through the cracks.

With the last fists unleashed, the blades shattered, and the power sent the troll back again.

Unexpectedly, the A-level trolls were powerless to fight back under Yan Zhe's attack.

Hey, this uncle should be about to have A-level upper strength, right? That's not going to be easy...... Yi Tingye deserted, sideways to dodge Wang Shun's rough fist.

The opponent's attack was fierce and powerful, but Itin Evil was always able to block it with just the right amount of strength, and at the same time left a bloody mark with just the right amount of fighting energy. After a few moves, the troll's tough body was left with several wounds.

Wang Shun was mentally disturbed, this time the action of punching was a little deformed, Yi Tingye did not let go of this opportunity, the fighting spirit quickly gathered, the silver light flashed, and the blade was cut out from the bottom up.

"Extreme Intention: Against the Current"

A string of blood flowers burst out of Wang Shun's chest, but the A-rank troll was not only physically strong, but also extremely restorative. The broken flesh instantly congealed and entangled, and in just a few seconds, it was restored to its original state.

Humans...... It's so frighteningly weak, is it because this brain has lost too much?

Iting thought evil and began to gather momentum.

The moon-white fighting spirit was quietly ignited, it was a completely different power from Yan Zhe.

He raised his head, and his pupils reflected Wang Shun's figure leaping high, and the troll's mountain-like body was coming towards him like a mountain of Taishan.

Itting's expression was calm as usual, the thumb of his left hand gently pushed the blade out, and his right hand rested on the hilt.

"Moonlight"

(End of chapter)