People who are interested in comics will never die in the Shura field

The light struck the cross that Lidovia was holding with both hands at three times the speed of sound.

Even the best spirit armor can't withstand the power of the Railgun.

In an instant, the cross in Lidovia's hand was blown to pieces, flying everywhere.

The joy and madness on Lidovia's face froze instantly.

About thirty meters away, there stood a girl.

The evening breeze gently rustled through her hair.

"Is that all the mission is accomplished?" Misaka Mikoto looked at the nun in front of her.

"You... why would a superpowered person find this place?" Lidovia's expression was extremely distorted.

Misaka Mikoto flicked the coin in her hand into the air: "If you want to keep fighting, I'm happy to oblige. But can you stop this coin at Mach 3?"

Lidovia's expression gradually returned to normal: "I didn't expect Aleister's calculations to be so brilliant. If it weren't for you..."

“You can’t win even without me.” Misaka Mikoto pointed her thumb at the Academy City behind her.

In an instant, countless fireworks exploded in the sky, completely obscuring the starlight.

Casting magic is very complicated, especially large-scale spells like this one, where spirit armor, starlight, and time are all indispensable.

If any link in the chain is disrupted, the Apostolic Cross will be unable to exert its original power.

"Fine! I've lost this time!" Lidovia flung her sleeves and left.

on the plane.

Lidovia is praying to God with her arms crossed over her chest.

The plan failed miserably; not only was Oriana captured, but the Apostolic Cross also suffered permanent damage.

"I hope the Lord will forgive me."

I don't know if the Lord will forgive you, but I think I won't.

A playful girl's voice suddenly appeared in Lidovia's mind.

"who!"

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Laura Stovath, the highest bishop of the Anglican Church. I never imagined you'd be in such a sorry state. First, you were treated as an oddball by the Roman Catholics, and then you were mocked by the kids in Academy City. If I were you, I might have already committed suicide. Oh, and Christian doctrine forbids suicide. Well then, I'll help you out."

The plane exploded as soon as he finished speaking.

A hole appeared in the aircraft, at an altitude of 8,000 meters.

"Want to join my ranks? I'll save your life." Laura Stewart's voice was full of cunning.

"You're dreaming."

"Laura Stewart, I will never let you get away with this!"

"Well... I hope you survive. Bye bye."

……

Misaka Mikoto had just returned to Tokiwadai dormitory when she found a doll lying on her bed, flipping through her manga.

"Welcome back!"

Misaka Mikoto gave a helpless yet indulgent smile: "I'm exhausted! Want to take a bath together?"

"Okay, but..."

"Big sister, you'd rather take a bath with someone else than with me! Kuroko is so sad, Kuroko is so upset, Kuroko is here..."

It looks like this night will be quite fun.

Good night, Makabaka.

Chapter 354: First Encounter with Izumi: This Primitive Man Knows Technology!

a new day.

Yamabuki Hanakami felt that her bed was a bit small today. Had she somehow transmigrated into the bed of a dwarf?

These tiny things must be so cute to hold in your hand, right?

As Yamabuki Hanajin was groping around on the bed, a girl suddenly screamed in fright beside her.

"who!!!"

It was a bit jarring, but it sounded somewhat familiar.

When Yamabuki Hanajin opened her eyes, she was surprised to see that the person lying next to her bed was actually Akiyama Kaede.

At this moment, Akiyama Kaede was resting at home, wearing pajamas and glasses, with a book on her bedside table.

Yamabuki Hanakami looked at her hands, which were as big as palm-leaf fans. Needless to say, she would return to the world of Kengan Ashura and become Pikachu.

Akiyama Kaede also came to her senses at this moment and was still in shock when she saw the primitive man, Pi Ke, lying on her bed.

"Mr. Caveman? Where have you been all this time? You just disappeared without a trace, and we've been looking for you for ages. Today is the preliminary round of the Kengan Deathmatch." Akiyama Kaede couldn't help but pat his chest, realizing his heart was pounding wildly.

"I'm hungry." As Yamabuki Hanajin spoke, she suddenly realized that the system had imposed a restriction on her when she last descended into this world: she could only say a maximum of three words per sentence.

This is the second time I've descended upon this world, and the restrictions are still in place!

"System, get out..."

Yamabuki Hanakami swore that what she really wanted to say was, "System, get out here."

"Alright, I'm going to play mahjong now. I'm going to have a great time today." The system happily rolled away.

Yamabuki Hana, her breath fading, stamped her feet and pounded her chest in frustration.

The contrast is just too much! Just yesterday she was a petite, adorable, and universally loved Rose Maiden.

Today, I've become a caveman nearly three meters tall.

System, tell me honestly, did you cut corners on the benefits you gave me?

system?

I've had enough! You go out to play mahjong every day without me. Would you explode if you missed a day of playing?

"Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat. Anyway, it's good that you're back. A lot happened while you were gone, but... even if you were here, it wouldn't have made much difference." Akiyama Kaede complained, "You'll see when you get to the company later."

Knowing the terrifying appetite of primitive people, Akiyama Kaede opted to order takeout, and ordered breakfast for twenty people in one go.

Anyway, the company reimburses the food expenses.

Yamabuki Hanakami ate all the breakfast for twenty people in one go, and still felt like she wasn't full.

Akiyama Kaede was a little helpless. To maintain her good figure, she usually only drank a glass of milk and ate a slice of bread in the morning, and occasionally a boiled egg.

I really envy those people who can eat whatever they want and not gain weight.

"Today is the preliminary round of the Kengan Suicide Match. You must be at the company by 10 a.m. While you were away, I had someone make you a few outfits. Your size is too big; you can't fit into regular clothes at all." Akiyama Kaede took out several large-sized men's sportswear sets from his wardrobe and helped Yamabuki Hanajin put them on.

This scene is just like a single mother coaxing her disobedient child to get dressed.

Yamabuki Hanakami yawned. It wasn't even six o'clock yet, not enough time to sleep.

"Don't go back to sleep, or you'll oversleep and it'll be terrible. I'll take you to the company first." Akiyama Kaede dragged Yamabuki Hanajin away from her apartment.

Upon arriving at the Nogi Foundation, Yamabuki Hanajin discovered that a large number of people had already gathered there.

Nogi Hideki smiled gently: "Mr. Pike is right on time. You're back on the very day of the Kengan Deathmatch. That's wonderful. By the way, let me introduce you to these gentlemen..."

Behind Nogi Hideki stood three more fighters.

And they were all acquaintances.

“Mr. Tokita Ohma, you should remember him since you fought with him before.”

"do not remember."

A smile that only men could understand appeared on Tokita Ohma's face. Fighting a powerful opponent was one of his dreams. Even his master, Niko, was no match for the primitive man in terms of raw strength.

Nogi Hideki simply smiled gently and continued his introduction.

"This is Mr. Rito. You two also had a battle, but... hehe." Nogi Hideki didn't continue speaking. Rito looked at the primitive human face in front of him, which was distorted.

"Why is this monster here? Letting him participate in the Kengan Deathmatch is definitely a foul!" Rito couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when he thought of the fear of being dominated by primitive people.

The primitive man was the first to be able to withstand a monster with razor's edge using only his physical body.

Even rational people doubted whether a pistol could kill him.

"Then there is the last one, and the only fighter you haven't met before, Mr. Izumi."

Yamabuki Hanajin's expression finally changed slightly.

Compared to Rito and Ohma at this stage, Izumi Hatsumi is the real master. In Saitama's words, she is a fighter who fights out of interest.

Chu Jianquan's strength is directly proportional to his mentality.

When he's in a good mindset, his skill level can almost reach the highest level; when he's in a bad mindset, it's hard to say.

In his youth, he was the fourth generation "Fang of Destroyer," hailed as a legendary fighter, demonstrating his formidable strength.

A strange smile appeared on Yamabuki Hanajin's face. Suddenly, he stretched out his fist, wanting to exchange punches with Hatsumi Izumi.

"That's enough, please have mercy on me." Chu Jianquan looked helpless.

But he still raised his fist; through the match footage, he already knew how terrifying the strength of primitive people could be.

He knew he had no chance of winning in a head-on confrontation, so he decided to use technology.

First En was a master of Aikido, which is a martial art similar to "controlling the flow of power".

Just like the "God of War" Shibukawa Goki in "Baki", he is a thin and small old man, but he can suppress the boneless chicken strip Oliva, who is known for his strength, when shaking hands with him by using Aikido.

Chu Jianquan also planned to use similar technology to give the primitive people in front of him a taste of their own medicine.

Nogi Hideki took two steps back. There was no doubt that Izumi was the strongest fighter under his command, but how did she compare to the caveman?

Upon first seeing Quan, he instantly unleashed tremendous arm strength. According to normal martial arts routines, this primitive man would unleash even greater power.

But at the very moment their fists collided, Izumi suddenly felt that her opponent's power was empty. Her confident punch had hit nothing but air, and the stark contrast left Izumi dumbfounded.

At the same time, his body was pulled by his own force and crashed directly into the wall behind Yamabuki Hanajin.

"Holy crap! What's going on? Why would primitive people use technology? And they're even better at it than I am? Could it be that modern martial arts were already invented 65 million years ago?"

Chapter 355: Kengan's Suicide Match Begins

Pico was indeed a primitive man, but not an ordinary one.

When Yujiro Hanma first fought, he realized that he was no match for Pikachu in strength, so he immediately used his techniques to outmaneuver Pikachu.

However, when Pike fought Baki, Pike used the same techniques to outmaneuver Baki.

As the saying goes, God has his own way and no one can escape it.

You can't beat your dad, but you can beat me?

This shows that Piccolo has an extremely strong learning ability.

He's not stupid at all; he just lacks knowledge of modern life.

How many people in the entire Baki world can learn Yujiro Hanma's techniques after just one fight?

As for Pike's battle against Miyamoto Musashi, it was purely bullying an honest person.

There is an insurmountable gap between unarmed and armed combat, unless one's skill level has reached that of Yujiro Hanma.

Pico, who lived 6500 million years ago, couldn't even understand what a "knife" was.

In contrast, Miyamoto Musashi was not only a master swordsman, but also a strategist who deeply understood human nature. Moreover, he was despicable and cunning, and would stop at nothing to achieve victory.

Legend has it that during his battle with Sasaki Kojiro, Sasaki Kojiro stood in the snow for three days and three nights, and Miyamoto Musashi only appeared when he was almost exhausted, to trick and ambush this old man in his sixties.

Yamabuki Hanakami had also mentally simulated a battle with Miyamoto Musashi.

First, forge a suit of pure steel armor. Even if it can't stop Miyamoto Musashi's sword, it can greatly reduce the power of his slashes.

Then, wielding dual AK-47s, you think you can cut me down? Come on, try and cut me! I'll shoot you to death!

If you, an ancient person, are wielding a knife, is there a problem with me, a primitive person, using dual AKs?