Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 328 The First Battle

The first battle came slower than expected.

Bang, boom——

"——Beiting Defense Front, Lieutenant, Long Dun, please teach me!"

Under the slowly exploding crimson smoke, a burly man stood with his head held high, his body full of muscles, looking as if he was about to burst his uniform.

He stared at the young man in front of him and said in a thunderous voice: "I will take the first place!"

This is a fairly prosperous commercial street, with many shops and people flowing through. But when a shuttle descended above the street, a strong man suddenly airdropped in from a height of dozens of meters above the ground and smashed a big hole in the street with a "bang".

The crowd who were originally shopping were stunned for a moment, and then when they saw the rising fireworks, they immediately understood what was going on and quickly dispersed.

"Why are you the first one of your level to come?"

Song Shi put down the strong mint candy he had just picked up, sighed, and turned to look at the other party: "Didn't they say that shuttles are in great demand now? You, a lieutenant, actually got one?"

"I am a local of Qingyuan, living close to you. I was on duty at the airport at the time, so I just grabbed the shuttle and came here." The sturdy man answered without hesitation: "I was lucky, no one reacted."

He said in a deep voice: "Can we start?"

"I don't care. Come on." Song Shi made a gesture of invitation: "Let me see if you are not a psychic, then you are prepared to rely on prosthetics, oh, no, it turns out to be exoskeleton armor. Okay, you can start putting it on."

After taking a glance at the other person, Song Shi immediately understood.

The lieutenant nodded calmly.

The next moment, the sturdy man clenched his fists, stretched out his arms suddenly, and his military uniform was torn with a "swish". The door of the shuttle hovering in the sky opened wide, and an iron box larger than a man fell down!

The iron box fell to the ground, and the sturdy man took a step back and retreated into the open iron box. A large number of modules popped up and switched, but in the blink of an eye, the sturdy man and the iron box disappeared.

Instead, it was replaced by a two-meter-five steel mechanical armor with a dark gray paint tone and heavy armor, a design style that had nothing to do with "elegance and refinement".

The armor was spraying out long white mist, and the armor plates on the arm guards opened and closed inch by inch. The huge hands were held in reverse and the huge molten sword at the waist was pulled out.

"This is the third generation of the 'Pan Xiang' powered exoskeleton armor?!"

The scattered crowd just scattered. They crowded together and formed a circle to completely surround the battlefield. Someone shouted loudly: "Oh my God! It is said that this exoskeleton has extremely strong ground combat performance! Strong power and thick armor! But it also means that ordinary people can't control it at all!"

"I found out! He is Long Dun! I heard that he once defeated a second-level psychic with the help of the second-generation 'Pan Xiang' exoskeleton! He was promoted to lieutenant because of this!"

"Oh! The person opposite him is——Song Shi——!"

Song Shi did not raise his hand. He took a look at the armor, and a stream of red-gold fire began to emerge around him.

"——Yes! This is the Forging Flame!"

Another person's eyes lit up and he shouted, "Song Shi's first-level psychic skill! It is said that it can forge all forms and smelt all things!"

"I feel my body getting hot! It's hot everywhere!"

"No, why do you all know so much?"

One tourist was puzzled. Looking at the crowded and surging crowd around him, he felt like he was going to be drowned at any time.

However, faced with such a rare sight, the people nearby had no time to answer him. They stared at the battlefield closely. Some people with quick eyes and hands had already launched drones to try to record the video from above.

The roar of the armored engines echoed throughout the streets.

"Everyone, pay attention! Long Dun is coming!"

With a low sneer, the sword's edge lit up inch by inch, glowing red and hot. "The Meltan Heavy Armor is starting to charge! Ahhhh, it's so bright!"

"Long Dun starts to lower his center of gravity! Long Dun starts to step forward! Long Dun starts to charge!"

"Long Dun began to be engulfed in flames. Long Dun was blown up --!!!"

The mechanical armor lowered its body and charged forward suddenly. Every step it took crushed the stone slabs on the ground, and stone chips flew everywhere. With such an unparalleled force, it seemed as if it wanted to crush Song Shi in its arms!

Then, when the heavy sword was about to fall, Song Shi raised his hand, clenched his five fingers, and punched out.

flame.

Endless red flames gushed out, and in an instant, the wave of flames collapsed, turning into a flaming star clenched by five fingers, and then bloomed again!

——One punch?
From the depths of the sturdy man's pupils, the momentum of [scorched earth] and [embers] from that punch suddenly rose up and swallowed himself.

Under the gaze of everyone, the "Panxiang" that was charging suddenly paused, and then a straight stream of flame penetrated its chest. The originally thick and majestic armor suddenly deformed and curled up with a teeth-grinding sound of metal twisting, and flew backwards at a speed even faster than when it came, and finally stopped after knocking down three houses.

Bang.

A few breaths later, in the messy ruins, the garbage pile of plastic sheets, bricks, and broken steel bars was suddenly rushed open, and the power armor with holes all over it, especially the breastplate that had disappeared like charcoal, stood up. Then the armor plates separated, and in the rising hot air, the dragon stumbled out.

"Defeated. Defeated with just one punch!"

The audience cheered loudly.

"It turns out that the [Scorched Earth] field was used as a driving force, and [Embers] were attached to destroy matter. That's why Long Dun's charge kinetic energy was dissipated, and the opponent was blown up with one punch!"

A man wearing a T-shirt printed with the words "Win every battle" was explaining at a rapid pace.

"Not only that! Song Shi also stuffed an excessive amount of spiritual energy into his body in one breath, which is why he had such an effect! Such an extravagant way of using spiritual energy! It's really unheard of! How much spiritual energy does he have in reserve!"

The tourist was shocked: "You can see that?!"

"——Let me think about it. It's normal."

At this time, Song Shi spoke.

And the moment the young man opened his mouth, the noisy and chaotic voices suddenly disappeared.

"Your martial arts are okay, and your aura is pretty good too." Song Shi commented, "But this level of performance is just average in your Beiting defense line. But if you work hard after you go back, you will have a chance to go further. Your limits are not limited to this."

"Thank you for your advice!"

There were many burn marks on Long Dun's naked upper body, but he ignored them and said in a deep voice: "I understand! This time when I go back, I will definitely go through purgatory!"

"Well, tempering doesn't necessarily have to be purgatory. Never mind." Song Shi pinched his brows and said, "With your personality, purgatory may be more suitable for you. I wish you success soon. You can get out of the way now."

Long Dun said nothing, while his colleagues on the shuttle dropped a steel cable hook, hooked onto the wreckage of the Panxiang, and towed it off. Long Dun himself said nothing, but made way without hesitation.

"——Everyone, listen to me for a few more words."

Song Shi clapped his hands and looked around at the hot crowd.

"From now on, of course, including just now, I will give you permission to broadcast all the duels I participated in. You can record and broadcast them at will... You are also allowed to reveal my whereabouts!"

"Be bold to discuss and be bold to attract traffic!"

"--Tell everyone that 'Nandu' is waiting for them!"

(End of this chapter)