Mechanical Flesh

Because of Feng Qian and Ke Shoulin's deliberate guidance, most of the people who came to watch the battle did not know that there was such a civil war of berserkers before Ke Long and other shelters had a mechanically armed duel.

Looking at the two somewhat similar berserkers, they were not too surprised, they just thought it was an ordinary warm-up.

What they want to see is the confrontation between the sanctuaries, Ke Long driving the berserkers, crushing opponents from other sanctuaries head-on!

Many people can't wait to skip this warm-up match and fast-forward directly to Ke Long's mechanical armed confrontation with his opponent.

Many spectators who didn't know the inside story had already started calling Ke Long's name to cheer for Black Steel Shelter.

Only a few people who know the inside story know that this battle is the focus of today's press conference.

This civil war of berserkers is no longer just a duel between two third-level ability users, nor is it a duel between two berserkers, but a duel between two fourth-level researchers.

This means that from now on, Tan Qiu and Feng Qian will completely tear each other apart!

The heat of this battle is so high, the loser's prestige will probably be plummeted because of this, and even a fourth-level researcher will find it difficult to withstand the backlash of this defeat.

Ke Long holds two swords, the dazzling golden light is like a god coming down to earth, and a pair of eyes full of murderous intent stares at Qi Yuan indifferently.

"Wilderness pariah, you really dare to come up and suffer death!"

Behind the flame-like black shadow, the corners of Qi Yuan's mouth rose slightly, not at all moved by Ke Long's trash talk, but looked at him with some pity.

Ke Long obviously hasn't realized what kind of fate he will face next.

Although Feng Qian made some changes to the Berserker, he was completely unaware of the trap left in the core energy matrix.

It’s fine if Ke Long doesn’t activate the berserker on his body. Since he activated the berserker in front of him, it means that he has completely lost control. As long as he wants, he can take over the berserker on him at any time, and then counterattack his body.

For Qi Yuan, this is an opportunity delivered to his door!

Although Tan Qiu will protect himself, facing the persecution of Ke Shoulin and Feng Gan, relying on Tan Qiu's protection alone is far from enough. Qi Yuan urgently needs sufficient self-protection.

so,

Not only do I have to win this battle, but I also have to win beautifully!

Only in this way can one obtain the protection from Glory!

Fortunately, Ke Shoulin gave himself such a chance!

This battle has already attracted a lot of attention. As long as he can replace Ke Long and crush the opponent Ke Shoulin carefully prepared for Ke Long head-on, he will definitely reap unimaginable glory.

In the new era, the idea of ​​worshiping the strong is more serious than in the old era. If you are just an ordinary wilderness refugee, even if you are defeated by Ke Long today and died in the arena, no one will care. Once won the day.

But if they defeat Ke Long, even if they look down on the wilderness refugees, they will pin their hopes on the Black Steel Shelter on themselves. All they need to do is defeat the opponents behind, and all the audience will cheer for them.

Under victory, they will ignore their status as refugees in the wilderness, they will remember that they turned the tide, they will only remember that they stepped on enemies one by one, and reached the pinnacle of victory.

Ke Long looked around with the victor's posture, enjoying the cheers and shouts from all directions, and the blood in his body gradually boiled.

Under the cheers of the crowd, beheading the enemy, defeating the opponent, and reaching the top, this is the life you will have soon!

Ke Long pointed at Qi Yuan, and said in a voice that only two people could hear:

"You are honored to be the first soul to die by my sword today. I will cut off your head with my own hands as a witness of my soaring!"

"Very plump ideal!" Qi Yuan said with a smile.

"Ke Shoulin has arranged everything for you. He is indeed a good father, but unfortunately he shouldn't provoke me!"

"Shut up!" Ke Long scolded.

"You are a pariah in the wilderness, you don't deserve to judge my father!"

Qi Yuan closed the Berserker with a smile, and the shadow dissipated, revealing a slightly thin body.

Ke Long grinned grimly.

"It's too late to admit defeat now!"

"If you don't set foot on the duel field, there may still be a glimmer of hope for survival. Since you have come up, don't even think about walking down alive!"

"But don't worry, my sword is very fast! You won't suffer too much pain, and I can cut off your head if you need a sword!"

Qi Yuan remained fearless, with a calm smile on his face.

"We don't need mechanical weapons to deal with you!"

"I will let everyone know that the Berserker who was just blown into the sky is just a poor plagiarism!"

Ke Long's face turned cold, and he said in a low voice: "You are courting death!"

Qi Yuan stopped talking, just hooked his fingers towards Qi Yuan.

Come here!

"A pariah in the wilderness dares to insult me!"

With a loud shout, a dazzling golden light suddenly bloomed.

Under the focus of the lights, the peaceful arena instantly surged with energy. The auditorium, which was originally noisy, became quiet for a moment, and then it was full of voices again.

"Ke Long!"

"Ke Long!"

...

Amidst the shouts of mountains and tsunami, Ke Long turned into a golden sun and rushed towards Qi Yuan fiercely.

Qi Yuan squinted his eyes, filtered the slightly dazzling golden light, facing Ke Long who was bursting out with all his strength, Qi Yuan's expression was surprisingly calm.

The moment Ke Long came to kill with two swords in hand, Qi Yuan's area detection and data center had been fully activated, and everything on the arena was clearly reflected in his consciousness.

The berserk energy, howling wind, dazzling golden light, and every subtle movement of Ke Long, even his every breath, are clearly reflected.

Both swords were filled with destructive energy, one slashed at his right neck, and the other stabbed at his lower abdomen.

The power and speed of these two swords are stronger than any peak third-level swords I have ever seen. Unless I also activate the Berserker, otherwise I can't stop Ke Long's attack with only the power and speed of steel at the second level.

Facing the two long swords that Ke Long attacked from two different angles, Qi Yuan did not dodge or dodge, and stretched out his hands lightly.

He stretched out two fingers of his right hand and pinched it towards the long sword that was cutting towards his right neck, and flicked the middle finger of his left hand towards the blade of the sword that was stabbing towards his abdomen.

Seeing Qi Yuan's response, Ke Long's heart was filled with anger.

Since controlling the Berserker, I have gone through dozens of battles. No matter who the opponent is, no matter what type of mechanical weapon the opponent is driving, in the face of his stormy attack, he will go all out and fight hard. And lose.

No one has ever dared to challenge himself with his life like Qi Yuan!

At the last moment, Ke Long let out a low growl, and licked another three points of strength in his hand, no matter how provocative you are, after this sword, the corpse will be separated!

Ke Long's angry eyes clearly caught Qi Yuan's eyes.

clang--

Hum——

The golden light trembles!

I saw a golden long sword coming out of his hand, spinning and flying behind Ke Long, and then plunged into the ground of the arena without the hilt.

The other golden long sword was clamped between Qi Yuan's two fingers, no matter how hard Ke Long tried, it didn't move at all, as if it was locked.

Ke Long looked at the blade caught by Qi Yuan's fingers in astonishment, his eyes lost focus for a moment, he didn't know what happened in that moment just now.

How did the two swords that were supposed to kill become like this?

Even if it is a pseudo-fourth rank, it is impossible to deal with his own attack so calmly. Qi Yuan is just a wilderness pariah of the third rank. How did he do it?

The noisy auditorium suddenly fell silent, like a noisy duck that was pinched by the neck and could no longer make a cry.

Ke Long, who was coveted by everyone, was defeated with bare hands like this?

Lost in an exhibition match!

And it was so cleanly defeated!

In the viewing platform, Ke Shoulin and Feng Gan stood up at the same time, staring at the two in the center of the arena.

"What happened just now?" Ke Shoulin asked through gritted teeth.

Knowing a son is like a father, Ke Shoulin knows very well that Ke Long will not keep his hand from Qi Yuan. The charge just now was clearly with the aura of killing, but at the moment when he made physical contact with Qi Yuan, everything changed suddenly. .

At the last moment, Qi Yuan suddenly reversed the situation. With a flick of his left hand, he flicked Ke Long's long sword that was stabbing towards his lower abdomen. A long sword around the neck.

This doesn't even look like a duel anymore, but like a clumsy fake match!

In this well-prepared press conference, my son played a fake match with a wilderness refugee!

And I'm still on the background panel!

This made Ke Shoulin feel extremely ridiculous.

Feng Gan remained silent, but his tightly clenched right hand revealed the turmoil in his heart.

The worst scenario has emerged!

Qu Shanhai discovered his backhand, and at the same time set a trap for himself!

I actually stepped into this trap.

As the creator of the Berserker, Feng Gan saw it more clearly than Ke Shoulin. At the last moment, it wasn't Ke Long who stopped, but something wrong with the Berserker!

It was the berserker who suddenly took over Ke Long's body, and then stopped on his own initiative!

With Qu Shanhai's strength, he couldn't design such a perfect mechanical weapon, and it was impossible to leave such a trap that he couldn't even detect!

Therefore, the real designer of this trap must be someone else!

It's about autumn!

Only Tan Qiu can do this!

Feng Gan glanced at the viewing platform where Tan Qiu was, and for the first time felt a trace of regret in his heart.

When he first got the design blueprints of these berserkers, Feng Gan also hesitated for a moment, wondering if someone had set a trap inside, but after checking, he found nothing unusual, so he decided to use the information he got, Make this near-perfect Berserker!

If he hadn't saved his hand and pushed Tang Hong back to the front, after this battle, he might be ruined!

Rao had Tang Hong to protect him from the disaster this time, but his reputation would inevitably be affected. In addition to Ke Long's involvement, this confrontation with Tan Qiu was almost a complete defeat!

This woman's methods are too ruthless!

"Quickly think of a way! This battle, Ke Long can't lose! Absolutely can't lose!" Ke Shoulin stared at Feng Qian, as if flames spewed out of his eyes.

Feng Gan Moran, if there was no one else, he could still think of a way to end this duel, but under the watchful eyes of the crowd, and with the participation of other sanctuaries, no one can control the next development of the situation.

On the arena.

Qi Yuan let go of the energy blade between his fingers, revealing a gentle smile.

"I said before, you don't need mechanical weapons at all! I can defeat you with bare hands!"

"No! It's impossible!"

Ke Long let out an angry roar, held the golden long sword in his hands with both hands, and slashed down fiercely again!

Qi Yuan smiled and stretched out a finger, gently touching the falling sword blade.

clang--

The golden long sword trembled slightly, unable to go beyond Qi Yuan's fingers.

The expression on Ke Long's face became more and more desperate.

"It's impossible! It's impossible!"

Ke Long withdrew his long sword again, sword after sword, and slashed towards Qi Yuan frantically, but no matter how he attacked, he couldn't break through Qi Yuan's defense.

Qi Yuan stood on the spot, motionless, blocking Ke Long's crazy attack with just one finger.

"How did he do that?"

Yang Jing watched the battle between Qi Yuan and Ke Long dumbfounded, as if he did not expect such a dramatic reversal.

He originally thought that Qi Yuan would use his mechanical armament to unleash great strength, and have a wonderful evenly matched confrontation with Ke Long.

Unexpectedly, Qi Yuan didn't even activate the mechanical armament, and suppressed Ke Long's attack with just one finger with both hands empty.

In Tan Qiu's viewing platform, Zheng Yan watched the farce on the duel field in amazement.

"I didn't expect you to have such a hand!"

"How did you do it? You dug such a big hole and Feng Gan didn't notice it!"

"After this battle, you and Feng Gan have completely lost your face!"

Tan Qiu's eyes shone brightly. She ignored Zheng Yan's chatter like talking to herself, and she didn't explain Zheng Yan's misunderstanding. Although she was mentally prepared, she was still shocked by Qi Yuan. She didn't expect Qi Yuan's counterattack. It will be so wonderful.

Although Qi Yuan didn't kill Ke Long, every time he stretched out his finger, it was a resounding slap on the faces of Feng Gan and Ke Shoulin at the same time.

Considering the identities and status of these two, it would be better to kill Ke Long!

Ke Long's crazy attack was blocked by Qi Yuan's finger, Qi Yuan didn't fight back, just let Ke Long go crazy, until finally, Ke Shoulin, who couldn't bear it anymore, finally made a move.

A middle-aged man with a shaved face suddenly stepped onto the arena and slashed Ke Long on the back of the neck with a hand knife, knocking Ke Long unconscious who dared not face reality and accepted defeat.

The middle-aged man gave Qi Yuan a cold look with threatening eyes, and then led the unconscious Ke Long out of the arena.

After watching a farce, there was no more noise in the auditorium, and they looked at Qi Yuan in the center of the arena with complicated expressions.

This young man who looked a bit embarrassed and could see the breath of the wilderness at a glance crushed Ke Long with just one finger!

Crushed Tang Hong's berserker who was touted to the sky!

Could this be a fourth-order wilderness refugee?

"Interesting!" Long Che let out a weird smile.

"Ke Long turned over and was defeated miserably at the hands of a third-rank wilderness pariah. It was a waste of all the hard work Ke Shoulin prepared for him!"

"What are you going to do?" Long Hou looked at Qi Yuan on the field and asked without looking back.

Ke Long's failure meant that the deal was cancelled, and he lost the chance to get Yang Jing's blood.

The corners of Long Che's mouth raised slightly.

"Since Ke Shoulin has made so much preparation, he can't let it go to waste!"

"I'm going to do it myself and collect a little blood from Yang Jing!"