King of Fighters, I became Mai Shiranui's lifelong enemy

You can tell who is strong and who is weak at a glance.

Under Adi's horrified gaze, two energy waves of different sizes collided.

boom! ! !

Adi was blown ten meters away by the blast and fell to the ground with a painful expression on his face.

Five-star reviewer Wu Ji commented: "It's like the victim's enoki mushrooms versus the yellow-haired cannon. There's no comparison at all."

Now Adilheid is still too young and too simple. He lacks strength, skills and combat experience. He cannot be a match for Krauser.

"Who else!"

Klausa looked around disdainfully and shouted loudly.

"Adi, you have done a great job. Now it's my turn." Wu Ji nodded at the young man, then walked towards Klausa.

Krauser narrowed his eyes and smiled evilly: "Oh? It was you who just attacked me. I tell you, Master Krauser will not be hit by the same trick!"

"Really? Then watch carefully, this time it's a fair and direct attack."

"Can you withstand the blows from the mountains and the sea?"

Wu Ji walked forward slowly, his clothes fluttering in the wind.

The air around him seemed to be twisted by an invisible force, and the marble floor beneath his feet silently cracked into spider-web-like fine lines.

"Instant Shadow Kick!"

Klausa's pupils shrank slightly and he instinctively tensed all his muscles.

Oh no, this person seems a little strong.

He saw Wu Ji's right leg retreat half a step, and the friction between the sole of his shoe and the ground made a harsh "squeaking" sound, which was a sign of accumulating strength to the extreme.

Before he could take a defensive stance, Wu Ji's figure disappeared from the spot like a ghost.

"Oh!"

The loud explosion in the air shattered the surrounding glass, the chest cavity instantly caved in, and the shock wave spread in a circular shape.

With one kick, he sent Krauser flying twenty stories into the air.

The arrogant emperor scratched at the air in vain.

"Do not!!!"

Chapter 147 Qin's Secret Book

It's impossible for a fighter of Krauser's level to die for such a ridiculous reason as jumping off a building.

Only a fighter like Terryandy, who has muscles all over his brain, would think he can kill a boss by throwing him to the ground.

After Wu Ji defeated the enemy with one move, he leaped to the window. Under the horrified gazes of Adi and Rose, he stepped down without hesitation.

A few seconds later, he jumped up again and landed lightly back to his original place.

"He slipped away, and ran pretty fast."

Klauser realized the situation faster than he imagined. The Dark Emperor, who was so arrogant just now, found a sewer manhole cover and slipped away in the next second.

His flexibility is the main reason why he is still alive.

"But I found this on the ground."

"Do you know each other?"

Wu Ji took out an ancient booklet with a few words written in small seal script on the cover.

The Secret Book of Qin: Part 2

This is a treasure left behind by Krauser. It must be something extraordinary to be carried by such a BOSS-level figure.

"This thing...seems to be older than our existence."

The two Eight Great Masters, who had lived for more than 1,800 years, looked at the booklet with a rare look of confusion.

Mai Zhuo thought and thought, and finally dug out a memory from the depths of his mind.

"But I seem to have heard of this thing. Legend has it that the 'Secret Book of Qin' was written by Qin Wanglong, the captain of Qin Shi Huang's guard, and it records the essence of the Emperor's Fist."

"There are three copies of this booklet. Once you collect them all, you will gain invincible power."

The blonde secretary suddenly chuckled, her red lips curled up. "But that's just a legend. No one really believes it. Collecting three books will make you invincible. It sounds like something that only appears in comics, but I didn't expect it to really exist."

"If you really say so, Lord Wu Ji might be the emperor destined to be his."

The legendary eight great snakes gathered to complain about other people's legends.

There were so many things to complain about at once that Wu Ji didn't know which one to complain about first.

Not bothering to pay attention to the secretary's daily flattery, Wu Ji said casually:

"I understand, it's just like the Heaven Sword and Dragon Sabre and the Double-Edged Blade. Everyone says that whoever collects them all will be invincible and command the martial arts world. But in reality, it's all a lie."

"But Qin Shi Huang's guards mastered the Imperial Fist... The Qin Dynasty's paper manuals... They're thousands of years old, and the writing is intact... Fine... It's all legend anyway, so feel free to make up your own story."

There are so many illogical things in this world, and the extraordinary world is just like that, where people do whatever they want.

In a world where all kinds of gods can appear, it seems meaningless to worry about realism and rationality.

He stroked the ancient paper booklet in his hand, opened it and read a few pages.

The entire text was written in small seal script, and Wu Ji could barely understand the general idea.

This book seems to record some kind of boxing technique, but it looks ordinary and is just common stuff.

It can't be like Taizu Changquan, where the boxing style used by the emperor is the Emperor Fist, right?

"It seems that I need to collect two or three more books before I can combine them to upgrade them."

Keep it for now, I don’t know where the other two are.

Wu Ji's eyes swept over Lianna lying on the ground.

She lay on her back, her military uniform torn. In Weiss's arms, she felt the warmth of her loved ones, a rare sight, and fell into a deep sleep.

The delicate face was as pale as porcelain, and the originally heroic face now softened a little.

The skin exposed in the torn parts of the military uniform was like fresh snow covered with dust. The dust left random marks on her thighs, arms, etc., making her look a little dirty, but making her skin look whiter.

Just like some people like to see a JK girl wearing pure white stockings take off her shoes and put white chocolate into the mud and then pull it out.

At this moment, Lianna had a messy, battle-damaged beauty.

"How is she?"

"Her." Weiss smiled playfully, her fingers gently stroking a vein on Lianna's snow-white neck. "If we had been a little later, this little girl would have gone berserk."

"Runaway? The kind that makes you stronger?"

Wu Ji thought of the form of "Crazy Liana" or "Ghost Liana" or "Rampage Liana".

It's a bit like the Red Dog Berserker, gaining a huge boost in strength and speed at the cost of lowering its own defense.

In addition, she cannot feel pain after going berserk and losing her mind. Being injured will only make her more crazy, which in turn increases her health bar.

It is a very difficult form to deal with, and can be said to be a typical example of being twice as strong when darkened.

Weiss nodded, "Yeah, the kind that can kill an entire building."

"Non-pure blood snakes are unstable and will become unstable if provoked..."

She made an explosion gesture and said with a gloating tone, "Bang! Explode like a balloon, slaughtering every living thing in sight. Then here...tsk tsk."

"Oh? Then you're lucky to have met me."

Wu Ji gave her a meaningful smile.

Weiss always felt a chill on her neck.

......

Lianna had never slept so soundly.

She felt like she was back in her childhood, staying in her father's arms every night and not letting him and her mother sleep.

At that time, my father would always smile helplessly and comfort me until I fell asleep before leaving.

Warm and safe.

Lianna felt like she had found her family and wanted to spend her whole life immersed in sweet dreams.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes and saw an unfamiliar ceiling.

The dream disappeared.

"bass!"

The next second, Liana jumped out of bed, took a tactical alert posture, and carefully observed everything around her.

In her dream, she was a little girl with a happy family. After returning to the real world, she was still that iron-blooded and cold-blooded mercenary elite.

This is a bright and tidy guest room with a soft snow-white quilt on the big bed and antique decorations on the solid wooden cabinet.

Warm but not glaring sunlight poured in from the large window and shone on her face.

"I'm..."

Liana's memory stopped at the second before she was about to pass out due to hemophobia, and she had no idea what happened afterwards.

However, the amazing thing is that this time I felt almost no aftereffects and felt extremely light.

It seemed that he was rescued by someone.

"Dong dong."

There was a knock on the door.

Before Lianna could respond, the people outside rushed in.

"Oh, it looks like you're recovering pretty quickly."

"Wu Ji!"

The moment she saw the person coming, Lianna's body tensed up and she remembered the warning her adoptive father Hadiron had given her.

[If you meet this man, run away at all costs! Stay away from him!]

[This person is even more dangerous than Lucard. He is a ticking time bomb that could explode at any moment!]

Under Hadilon's instructions, Wu Ji made a name for himself among the Brazilian mercenaries.

Even though he is not the most wanted criminal, he is still taken just as seriously.

Lianna subconsciously looked for her weapon to feel safe.

But unfortunately.

Sabre…no.

The grenade pistol on the waist...disappeared.

Even the miniature explosives hidden in the earrings were gone!

A dagger hidden in a boot...she has no boots.

Lianna found her, she didn't even...

No clothes!

Only a thin black cloth covered the most critical parts of her body. The rest of her military jacket was gone. Her blue ponytail was no longer restrained and fell straight to her waist. Her snow-white bare feet stepped straight on the floor, showing the girl's infinitely beautiful figure.

"Oh, you're looking for clothes. I asked the maid to wash them."

Wu Ji gave her a thumbs up: "I helped you change, you have a nice figure!"

Unlike the male protagonists in those animated novels where Ria Sashi deliberately asked others to change clothes for unconscious girls, he believed that it was a gentlemanly act to help beautiful girls put on beautiful clothes with his own hands.

He now really wanted to see if this cold-blooded special forces girl would show a shy expression.