Traveling to another world, I made a two-dimensional girl into a card

After a short teleportation, the two returned to the place where they escaped last time. Fang Qingyun looked at his miserable body and shook his head. Now thinking back, he didn't know how he did it. He was missing an arm and the lower body, and his heart was pierced. In this situation, he didn't show the desire to survive that a normal person should have, but faced his own death quite calmly...

I have to say, I was a real man at that time.

This stuff still needs to be improvised. If you ask him to do it now, he will definitely not be able to act it out even if he wants to.

Viola swung the saber in her hand diagonally, and the hellfire that erupted from the blade turned a nearby zombie into ashes. The energy that escaped also burned the zombies within ten meters around them, leaving them charred on the outside and tender on the inside. The huge heat made Fang Qingyun think that he would be cooked too.

Viola exhaled slightly, and the energy of the holy weapon flowed through her body. It seemed that she was not very proficient in controlling it yet. Originally, she just wanted to ignite the flame on the saber, but she used too much force and cleared the surroundings instead.

Fang Qingyun observed the zombies gathering around him, took off the MG42 on his back, held the machine gun in one hand and the ammunition belt in the other: "It seems that these zombies are no longer hollow zombies. They have learned to surround us."

Under the flames from the muzzle, the approaching zombies were knocked down like wheat. Viola swung her knife, and the energy that burst out burned the zombies in her direction to ashes.

"Our original teleportation point was Rome. The shampooer is here. He has recruited nearby empty shell zombies and turned them into his soldiers." Viola snorted: "It looks like this is his doomsday madness."

"We have been written into the hell network by them. Now there are enemies everywhere. We can only fight hard." Fang Qingyun put down the machine gun. After a round of bursts of fire, there was no standing bipedal creature in his field of vision: "We can't let him come back to life this time. We must make this place the end of his fate."

Viola put away her saber and said, "Let's go. We are still some distance away from Rome. I have a feeling that his only trump card now is to bring out that hell machine."

Fang Qingyun replaced a new belt for his machine gun, and the clanging sound formed beautiful music: "Remember to stay away from the protagonist group. I'm not sure if they will shoot us again. Those guys are the biggest variable. This is my last life."

"Let's scout the surrounding situation first." Fang Qingyun pulled the bolt handle on the side of the gun and loaded the machine gun: "If I remember correctly... this place should become a battlefield."

Viola nodded, and the energy of hell gathered on her military boots, forming a green light like a sniper. She waved her head at Fang Qingyun and said, "Come up."

"What?" Before Fang Qingyun could react further, he felt a huge force coming from his waist. Viola held his waist and held him under his armpit like a briefcase. Before he could say anything, he saw Viola take a few steps to run, kick her feet, and draw a green light band in the air, jumping from the ground to the tall building. The acceleration during the jump made Fang Qingyun feel that his internal organs were floating, and he even felt that his heart was about to "burst out of his sockets".

This is the fifth floor, can you just jump like that?

This was not the end yet. Viola jumped between tall buildings like Spider-Man. The light strips were so conspicuous that Fang Qingyun thought he would be exposed and intercepted by fire, but fortunately he was not.

"Look down." Viola pointed down. Fang Qingyun's face was originally facing downwards, and the high acceleration made him feel pain in his waist, just like riding the steepest roller coaster, with a fast speed and sudden brakes. The swaying back and forth almost made him vomit. It took him a while to adapt before he was barely able to pay attention to what was below.

After a brief reconnaissance of the surrounding situation, Fang Qingyun and Viola circled the center of Rome twice and had a clear view of the situation.

The last troops of the rebels are here. They have set up obstacles around several important traffic intersections in Rome, forming a circle. A large number of infantrymen are guarding here to ensure that the shampooers will not escape from these places. Some infantrymen are defending the back to prevent being attacked from the front and back by the shampooers.

Without the holy weapon, the mobilization ability of the shampooer dropped sharply. Even though he tried his best to get more soldiers, only a small number of empty shell zombies were slightly affected at the moment. They gathered in twos and threes in his direction. Moreover, those zombies were unarmed, and even those holding a hammer were considered elites.

Soon those zombies were shot and killed by the resistance checkpoints on the road, and no zombies could go in to support. The shampooer who could not get the support of the infantry had summoned his trump card, the Hell Machine, which was going crazy in the center of the city. For a while, it could be said that no one could get close to him. When he was tired of making a fuss, it was time for the protagonists to go in and kill him.

If a real fight breaks out, these rebel soldiers, who are strictly speaking light infantry, will be unable to do anything to the shampooer's elite troops. The armored monsters like the fire monsters alone will be enough to give them a hard time. Fang Qingyun, who has seen this, is quite sure of this.

After all, the elite troops were made by Viola herself. When she described the elite manufacturing process to Fang Qingyun, she strengthened his understanding and even made him feel pity for the rebels.

They didn't know what kind of army they were fighting against. Fang Qingyun felt that if the shampooer had not been so micro-managing, but had chosen to send his entire army forward and push forward directly, the rebels would have been wiped out long ago.

Chapter 40, that zombie machine gunner, move five steps to the left!

After Viola stepped down, the shampooer personally commanded the elite troops. Everyone in those troops wore plate armor and bulletproof vests, and they were well-armed, with airplanes and cannons to cooperate with them. Although the cannons here were not the same as we usually imagined, the cannons contained a suicide zombie packed with high explosives, and their power was much weaker than the previous cannons, but they were still not something that the rebels' guns could resist.

The rebels also had a few planes, but they were all transport planes and only appeared at the last moment. The only contribution they made to the entire game was dropping some weapon boxes. Fang Qingyun thought it would be better not to mention it, since at least the shampooer's plane would drop zombie paratroopers.

According to Viola's description, the shampooer originally dropped ordinary zombies from the plane, intending to attract attention so that the real elite troops could be sent to attack. But those who understand know that the shampooer's command ability is almost a mess. Sending troops on multiple lines is just the basics, ambushing the elite troops is just an advanced step, and arrogantly sending armored troops into urban street fighting is the real peak.

These operations caused Viola's blood pressure to soar. With a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder and a sense of urgency, she single-handedly managed the upgrade of the zombie army, carried out a major replacement of the army and factories, and replaced the endless cannon fodder with elite troops under her command. This enabled her to successfully gain the favor of the shampooer.

As soon as she became a general, she started to slack off. Her war-weariness and sympathy for humans made her and humans tacitly dance "tango". You hit me and I hit you back, and it looked intense, but in fact, nothing was serious. They kept flirting with each other for more than a year.

The shampoo guy was not a complete fool. He spent a year figuring out the trick and transferred Viola to logistics. At the cost of heavy casualties among elite troops, he destroyed several camps of the rebels. This is why Viola was called the "traitorous general". Even though those troops were not commanded by her, humans would habitually throw the blame to her when they saw those elite troops charging towards them.

The shampooer, who felt he had fought well, called himself a "war genius". When he was about to continue the attack, he discovered that all the elite troops under his command had been used up. The empty shell zombies had no brains and did not obey orders, so they were completely useless. So he began to force Viola to work overtime, and the breakup between the two became irreversible.

Fang Qingyun felt his blood pressure rising just by listening to it. It was like playing Warhammer, and you produced a bunch of level 5 soldiers with three gold bars. You were fighting well, and you even signed a military alliance with the least troublesome Tomb King. But then your own naughty kid snatched the mouse and stabbed the Tomb King in the back.

The automatic battle could have been a great victory with a single-digit death toll. But this guy insisted on entering the battlefield manually. He didn't know how to operate a level 3 city, so he let the opponent use the remote attack for nothing. He didn't care and let the opponent shoot out all the ammunition, and ended up losing all the soldier cards sent by the troops.

I thought the cavalry would charge the spearmen from behind, but ended up running into a wall of spears that turned their spears around. When the archers had full ammunition, I wanted to play the game of "running out of arrows and stones, draw your swords and kill the enemy", but ended up running into a team of cleavers and getting killed. I couldn't step on the ground when I sent a monster into the field, and was poked into a fool by the anti-infantry. The troop cluster tactics led to artillery bombing and spells hitting my own people.

He thought he had fought well after a bloody victory, and more importantly, he forgot to give away the level 30 affairs officer with eternal life. Just hearing about it makes people's blood pressure soar. Fang Qingyun understood why Viola wanted to run away. He even admired Viola's determination. For such a naughty kid who makes trouble every now and then, breaking two belts is nothing.

In order to enter the rebel blockade area to trouble the shampooer, Fang Qingyun and Viola chose a small path on the roof, avoiding the sight of the rebels who set up checkpoints on the main road.

Now is not a good time to meet the rebels. Fang Qingyun himself had been shot by them by mistake, so the fact that he didn't have a good impression of them was secondary. The main reason was that it was normal for him to get shot again if he ran over in the way he was dressed. Viola was hard to miss because of her distinctive features, and all the bad things done by the shampooer were blamed on Viola by the rebels.

So judging by the extent of the rebels’ misunderstanding of Viola, they were probably restrained when they rushed up to her and blew themselves up after seeing her…

Even if they didn't blow themselves up directly, there might be a bunch of passionate young people among them who didn't care about the defense line, jumped on the only jeep without saying a word and chased Fang Qingyun relentlessly. The key is that they didn't listen to my explanation, and it was not easy to turn against them. It was a headache just thinking about it. Anyway, I didn't expect them to help from the beginning, I just hoped that they wouldn't be dragged down.

After bypassing the resistance army's defense line which seemed impregnable but was actually rotten and could only stop empty shell zombies, the shampooer's last trump card, the hell machine, was in front of him.

Although he had seen the Hell Machine that looked like a landship in the game and was prepared to be shocked, Fang Qingyun was still stunned by the hideous and terrifying appearance of the Hell Machine.

The Hell Machine seemed like a fantasy creation. Fang Qingyun could think of a tank that was somewhat similar to this in reality, which was a type of tank that Germany dreamed of manufacturing during World War II: the P1000 super-heavy tank, which weighed 1000 tons. It should be noted that the Tiger tank, which was considered a very famous heavy tank in World War II, weighed only 56 tons.

One P1000 is equivalent to more than Tiger tanks, and its size is naturally exaggerated. Although this thing is called a super tank, Fang Qingyun still likes to call it a land battleship based on its size.

What now appeared in front of Fang Qingyun was a thing even bigger than what appeared in the game. If I had to describe it, this thing was about two hundred meters long. When it was running, the rumble and the sound of the motor echoed through the sky with a sticky sound of flesh and blood sticking together. The road was shattered into pieces, and then turned over by the wide tracks and rolled into the ground again for secondary reinforcement.

The shampooer might have hit on a spur of the moment and decided to move the Bismarck to land, so he added two tracks to it. Dissatisfied with the lack of firepower, he added multiple cannons of various calibers to the side walls of the hell machine, making the already bloated ship look like a sleeping porcupine, which would release terrifying firepower once awakened.

Of course, it is impossible for such a thing to exist in reality. Otherwise, the difficulty in maintenance and the huge weight are enough to make the logistics personnel strangle the developer. If it is driven on the road, the road will have to be rebuilt. What if it bumps into something, is hit by artillery, or loses some parts? Disassembly alone may be calculated in months, and a major overhaul may take more than a year.

But in this fantasy world, all this becomes possible. The shampooer uses flesh and blood and machinery to create this forbidden machine. This horrible hybrid is actually a living thing. It has its own internal organs and weaknesses. The turret is an extension of his limbs, and the searchlight is his eyes.

Its self-metabolism solved the most critical maintenance problem. The Shampoo Man also stored his last hell energy in this theoretically indestructible hell machine. As long as it was destroyed, the Shampoo Man would lose control of all zombies, and it would be easy to deal with him next.

This is only because the rebels are all light infantry. Otherwise, more than 100 cannons with a caliber starting from mm can paralyze this thing. With some air bombing, it may not be easy to blow it up directly, but it will definitely be no problem to overturn it with intensive bombing.

Although the Hell Machine is not a big problem in front of modern armies, its terrifying regeneration ability allows it to continue firing even after being paralyzed until the entire Hell Machine is completely destroyed... To put it bluntly, it has a strong ability to survive.

"It's fucking huge." Fang Qingyun looked at the anti-aircraft searchlight on top of the hell machine, estimating that it was at least ten stories high, and its inverted trapezoidal shape was wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, just like a battleship on land. No wonder the resistance army could block it so accurately, anyone with eyes could see it from a kilometer away.

Fang Qingyun had no interest in confronting the Hell Machine head-on. He was just a slightly stronger zombie, not a superman. He could not overturn the Hell Machine directly. All he could do now was to wait and see.

It's impossible to sneak in. The shampooer has already linked up with the zombies around and posted wanted notices in the hell network for Fang Qingyun and Viola, two guys he hates so much. Any zombies under the shampooer's control will be hostile to them. Once discovered, they will be reported. Then there will be intensive artillery attacks, which can send Fang Qingyun and Viola to heaven in one round... Viola may not be killed, but Fang Qingyun will most likely die.

Viola hid in the alley, out of the searchlight's light: "What should we do next?"

Fang Qingyun pointed his lips in the direction of the resistance army: "All we can do now is wait, wait for the protagonists to come and confront this big thing head-on. As soon as the hell machine opens the door and releases its soldiers, we will rush in through that door to destroy its internal organs. Now, just wait patiently..."

Fang Qingyun was pulled behind Viola and was caught off guard and had one of his arms torn off by her. The sound of gunfire was particularly loud in the alley. The shield condensed from the energy of hell flashed in front of Viola, and several bullets were fixed in the air by the smooth shield and fell weakly to the ground with a clang.

"Oh my, look who this is, isn't this our general? How come now, after betraying the most beloved leader, he is so eager to protect a zombie?" A sarcastic voice came from the other end of the alley, and a figure holding a submachine gun appeared from the darkness. Viola looked at the maid holding the gun as if facing a great enemy.

"Evelyn? I don't remember you being such a kid. What kind of drug have you been fed?" Viola stood in front of Fang Qingyun, giving Fang Qingyun time to observe the appearance of "Evelyn".

White hair and red eyes, well, it's the white hair and red eyes of the Antihua treasure. She is a little shorter than Viola, with a thin figure, a ruffled headdress on her head, a bright-colored maid outfit on her body, and some black lace on the hem as decoration. On her legs are standard white over-the-knee socks with black leather shoes. She looks harmless.

The small submachine gun in her hand felt like a toy, like a child playing with a toy gun. At first glance, it didn't look like it had any lethality. If Fang Qingyun hadn't almost been hit by her bullet, he would have been fooled.

"Ah, if the supreme leader hadn't told me that you betrayed me, I wouldn't be like this." Evelyn's red eyes widened a little because of anger, and the submachine gun was pointed in the direction of Fang Qingyun again: "Today I can only ask you to go back and accept the trial of the leader. Swearing allegiance to him may save your life."

Her scarlet eyes fixed on Fang Qingyun, who was pulled behind Viola. "As for the dirty zombie next to you who deceived you, leave it to me. I will be responsible for tearing him into pieces."

Things didn't seem to be irreversible yet. Fang Qingyun secretly calculated that although Evelyn seemed unable to communicate with them, her main purpose was to save Viola's life. Moreover, Fang Qingyun keenly noticed a detail. Although Evelyn's attitude was very bad, the zombies around her did not follow her at this moment... That is to say, Evelyn did not report the news to the shampooer.

From Evelyn's point of view, Viola cannot survive in a place without hell energy, and as long as she appears in the zombies' territory, she will never have peace, and the zombies coming to hunt her down will continue in an endless stream. Therefore, taking Viola, a zombie with no place to stay, back and letting her return to the zombie society became the only option.

Fang Qingyun analyzed that the main reason was that she firmly believed that the shampooer was invincible. As long as the shampooer was defeated in front of her, Evelyn would naturally return to Viola. She had always been loyal to Viola, but her knowledge made her make what she thought was the right choice: capturing Viola and asking for forgiveness would solve the problem of Viola's displaced life.

Chapter 41, Fight! I want to see a river of blood! I didn't ask you to hit me!

“Evelyn, you have to know that there is no way I can go back.” Viola looked at Evelyn with heartache. Fang Qingyun had never seen her look so sad and self-blaming. She was like a heartbroken parent who saw a good child break his arm.

In fact, when she cried in front of Fang Qingyun's body, she cried even more sadly, but Fang Qingyun was already dead and could not be seen.

"Why? Lady Viola, as long as you go back, the head of state will definitely forgive your betrayal, and you can even become a general above everyone else." Evelyn was a little puzzled.

"Evelyn," Viola called her name, which was a sign that she was getting serious: "Do you know what I helped the person next to me steal?" Fang Qingyun raised his hand in cooperation. This funny action almost made the serious Viola lose her composure. He didn't want the atmosphere to be so stiff. There was still a chance for negotiation. What if Viola became his own person after his big talk?

Evelin maintained her elegant demeanor and listened quietly. Her fingers, which turned white from clenching the gun, told others that her mood was not as calm as she appeared.

"I took away the source of his power, the holy weapon," Viola said lightly, which stunned Evelyn: "Now the holy weapon is with me." Viola pointed to the position of her heart, but was blocked by her surging chest.

"I will definitely die if I go back. Even if I hand over the holy weapon, anyone who challenges the dignity of the shampooer will be executed. You don't have to show that expression. I always understand." Viola shook her head: "I have long been disappointed in him, and even in my life. To be honest, I even considered suicide at that time."

Evelyn couldn't believe her ears. Her lips and tongue, which were always so skillful, couldn't utter a few effective syllables to refute her this time, because she knew that Viola was right.

"Then what can we do?" Evelyn chose to abandon the reserve and elegance of a maid, lowered her head so that no one could see her eyes clearly, and burst into swear words without any ladylike manner: "Are we going to fight to the death with this stupid fucking shampooer? This is our life. We can only struggle like this to survive. Just being alive is already the best we can do."

As if in response to her anger, the Hell Machine also opened fire in the distance. The huge roar and vibration of the Hell Cannon caused sand and rocks to fly in the alley, as if a force 10 gale had blown up. The targets at the landing point were blown to death.

Oh my god, this angry posture is exactly the same as Viola's, giving up elegance and swearing. Fang Qingyun felt that he suddenly dreamed back to the time when Viola gave him the middle finger. Viola's elegant lady personality collapsed a little too quickly, which shocked him at the time, but he liked it very much. Isn't it tiring to put on airs when getting along with your family?

"Evelyn, you are my most proud child. Although you were made by a machine, I have infused you with my deepest love. I trained you to be my adjutant, educated you, and almost raised you as my sister. I desperately hope that you can escape from this hell, but the irony is that I have already reached the light, and you are still in the darkness trying to pull me back."

Viola's words also explained why the two people were so similar. It turned out that Evelyn was Viola's creation.

Evelyn seemed to be shorter than Viola, and the submachine gun in her hand also hung to the ground. She stammered without any intention of fighting, "Is the zombie behind you your choice? Wandering around the world with an elite guard? Having a love affair? Is this your choice? Is this why you abandoned me?"

"Do not……"

Viola's words were interrupted by Evelin, who was in high spirits. She was more determined than ever before, and pointed the submachine gun in her hand straight at Fang Qingyun: "Please move aside, sister, I must try for you to see how capable my future brother-in-law is. If he wins, then I will let him go. If he loses, then he is just so-so."

"Go ahead, Viola." Fang Qingyun interrupted for the first time, his tone unquestionable. Now it was a battle between him and Evelyn, and he had to respond to Evelyn with all his strength: "The shampooer has been entangled by the protagonists, and he will release a large number of zombies soon. This is the only chance to fight a boarding battle, don't miss it."

"Don't die." Viola looked at Fang Qingyun steadily, and after making sure that he was serious, she turned and left without hesitation.

Before she left, she turned around and said to Evelin with anger and pity: “I’ll come back to deal with you later, my disobedient sister.”

Fang Qingyun was still worried that this might be a bit harsh, but he saw Evelin watching Viola leave with a smile on her face. It seemed that he didn’t need to worry, as this was their daily life together.

Next up is the battle between the two of us. As soon as Viola walked out of her sight, Evelyn's expression instantly turned cold. That look was as if she wanted to cut Fang Qingyun into pieces. She glanced at the machine gun in Fang Qingyun's hand with fear, retreated into the suddenly appeared portal, and disappeared without a trace.

Well, a stealth move successfully escaped into the void. The machine gun in Fang Qingyun's hand was not suitable for CQB combat. It was really uncomfortable to hold a machine gun in such a small area combat, but there was no other weapon to use for the time being.

Fang Qingyun leaned his most vulnerable back against the wall and tried to be as alert as possible within the 180-degree range in front of him. This was actually quite difficult, as the human visual range was 120 degrees. There would inevitably be loopholes in observing a 180-degree range, and Evelyn could use these loopholes to launch a sneak attack.

The portal appeared silently in Fang Qingyun's blind spot, and Evelyn, who jumped out of the portal, fired fiercely at Fang Qingyun's head. Thanks to the slower firing rate of the MP40, Fang Qingyun turned around after being hit by two bullets, and started shooting at Evelyn with the machine gun in his hand.

Evelyn rolled sideways very cunningly, always facing Fang Qingyun. Her gun was still firing while she rolled. When Fang Qingyun followed the gun, Evelyn rolled accurately into the portal, looking for the next opportunity to attack.

Evelyn jumped left and right like a ghost. Fang Qingyun had no way to deal with this slippery loach. This guy was simply a non-stick pan.

I came in and I came out again, hit me, idiot.

This type of harassment was indeed very effective. Although Fang Qingyun's helmet was bulletproof, it was also limited. Under Evelyn's persistent harassment, the helmet had become tattered and full of holes, and it could become non-recyclable garbage at any time.

After Fang Qingyun's helmet fell to the ground with a clang and became completely unusable, Evelyn changed her tactics. She abandoned the submachine gun and replaced it with a small knife.

Originally, Fang Qingyun had a sense of déjà vu about Evelyn, and when Evelyn really clamped the knife between her fingers, this sense of déjà vu became even stronger.

This sense of déjà vu could not help him avoid the incoming flying knives. Evelyn's elusiveness still made her very well concealed. It was difficult for Fang Qingyun to catch her weakness in such a short time, but this time it was a fight of life and death, and there was no second life.

Knowing that the machine gun in his hand was a piece of scrap metal, Fang Qingyun took the initiative to abandon the machine gun and instead pulled out the folding engineer shovel hanging on his belt. With a click, he swung the engineer shovel straight and fixed it. The only melee weapon skill in his mind was fighting with the engineer shovel, but this was obviously not enough for him and Evelyn to rely on for a long-term battle.

He decided to trade injury for injury and first destroy Evelyn's mobility. In order to prevent Evelyn from continuing to consume her energy, he had to say something to stimulate her and create an opportunity for a decisive battle.

"Miss Evelyn," Fang Qingyun shouted to the open space: "You know, Viola and I kissed..." Fang Qingyun, who wanted to add a few more words, wisely chose to shut up. Evelyn chose to appear in front of Fang Qingyun directly, and what she held in her hand was not a throwing knife, but a real dagger.

The dark atmosphere and the broken laughter interrupted Fang Qingyun's thoughts. He felt the breath of death for the first time in this battle. It seemed that Evelyn was serious.

"A rubbish like you, who actually had a chance to kiss Lady Viola, you'd better lie in the grave." Evelyn said word by word: "Even if Lady Viola blames me for this behavior, I won't regret it."

Evelyn flew out like a white lightning. Fang Qingyun could only see a blurry shadow. Then he felt a pain in his chest. The chest guard was pierced cleanly by the dagger. Fortunately, Fang Qingyun slightly turned his body, otherwise his heart might have been pierced.

Evelyn was surprised at her own failure. She had used this speed to kill enemies in seconds countless times. When dealing with traitors, no one could dodge this move, no matter whether he dodged or not, but this time she didn't pierce through.

It must be because of Lady Viola. I was too anxious to deal with this guy.

Fortunately, zombies are not very sensitive to pain, and except for the chest plate, Fang Qingyun's body was not particularly injured. Only the muscles next to his heart were stabbed, and such injuries did not affect Fang Qingyun's movements. He pinched Evelyn's hand holding the dagger to prevent her from twisting and causing secondary damage. At the same time, he turned his other hand and grasped the part of the engineer shovel close to the shovel blade, and slashed Evelyn's pretty face fiercely as if he was holding a broad-bladed knife.

It was foreseeable that if the shovel was hit hard, Evelin's head would be cut off by the sharp shovel blade. Fang Qingyun had no intention of holding back. It would be foolish to be lenient and gentle at this time. Even if this guy was against Viola's face, Fang Qingyun had to put the shovel down. Now it was a real fight. Who cares what gender you are? Anyone standing in front of you is an enemy.

Fang Qingyun's hand holding the shovel blade was caught by Evelin's hand wrapped in lace gloves. She also clenched her hand. Fang Qingyun seemed to hear the sound of his own bones.

The two madmen with their hands trapped started to fight with their leg skills. In the fierce collision, Fang Qingyun retracted his legs and raised his crotch, leaning against the wall behind him to avoid Evelyn's kick that could make him have no descendants. Then he kneed Evelyn in the soft spot without hesitation. Evelyn's soft spot was broken by this knee, but she remained calm.

Fang Qingyun had anticipated this. The knee bend was also a process of accumulating strength. He then kicked Evelyn's knee diagonally from the inside. This time, Evelyn's knee was basically broken, and this kick made Evelyn's body shorter.

Assuming that Evelyn's legs twisted outwards could no longer support her body, Fang Qingyun boldly kicked Evelyn. The advantage in tonnage allowed him to kick Evelyn far away.

Evelyn's dagger was still stuck in Fang Qingyun's chest plate. He pulled out the dagger and held it backwards, assuming a flawless fighting posture. Thanks to the combat experience of this body, although Fang Qingyun now had no protective gear, he could still fight with Evelyn.

Evelyn got up from the ground, pinched her broken leg bone, and pushed her knee back into place as if she didn't feel any pain. When her hand loosened, a dim pentagram symbol appeared on her leg, fixing that calf.

Chapter 42: OK, there is a new little sister...

Evelyn stood up. The injury no longer affected her walking. The pentagram acted as a splint, fixing the leg. Except that the leg had become a pillar without any bends and could not exert force, it was no different from her usual state.

But Fang Qingyun's goal was achieved. Evelyn, whose calf was unable to exert strength, could hardly perform all kinds of dazzling maneuvers as she did just now. Now the competition was about combat experience.