All But Me Are Inhumans [Rebirth]

"Is it because of the blood contract?" Yan Shanyue stared at Wei Huan's light saber, still in shock.

Wei Huan laughed, "Why else?"

The distance suddenly shortened, and Wei Huan's sword skills were so fast that everyone was shocked.

"The actual combat ability of this human being is so terrifying..."

"How does he have the ability to light? Isn't it true that Yun Yongzhou is the only one in the entire Demon Realm?"

"Can we share abilities after forming a contract?"

"Really? But the humans who were imprisoned before didn't gain any demonic power!"

Among all weapons, firearms and knives are what Wei Huan is best at. This has been the case in the past. With the help of God, Wei Huan's moves are clean and neat, and each move is fast and steady. It is not like being on the battlefield at all.

A newbie. Anyone with a discerning eye can see how hard he suppresses the opponent.

Xing Yan, who was standing in the control room, watched Wei Huan's move without saying a word.

Have you finally stopped pretending to be stupid?

Even though Yan Shanyue is very talented, in terms of actual combat experience, she is still far behind Wei Huan, and her short-range control is not easy to control. After she was hit by Wei Huan several times and lost a lot of blood,

You can only use fox fire to weave a barrier in front of yourself.

Very good, just waiting for you to defend.

Everything is under his control.

Wei Huan sent a signal through the communicator, "Jing Yun, Yang Ling, Plan A."

Yan Shanyue's expression changed, and she looked up and saw Jing Yun flying straight towards Zhao Xingjian.

There must be something wrong. She tried to open the barrier behind her, freed up her other hand and pointed it at Jingyun, and was about to release the fox fire. In an instant, her outstretched palm was hit by a light blade.

Yan Shanyue looked back at Wei Huan in shock, only to find that at this moment she was surrounded by countless light blades, hanging radially in the air.

"I now understand why Yun Yongzhou likes to use the light blade so much." Wei Huan retracted his outstretched left palm, put the light blade on his shoulder, and raised his lips.

"It's so cool."

Yan Shanyue frowned and looked up at the green health point above his head that only had half left.

"Don't act rashly." Wei Huan raised his eyebrows, "As the captain, you'd better survive. Otherwise, the group will be leaderless and you will take the blame if you lose."

Is this why he didn't take action directly?

Yan Shanyue felt like a thorn in her back at this moment, because she knew very well that with Wei Huan's order, these countless light blades would pierce her battle uniform in an instant.

He was absolutely certain to win, but Yan Shanyue never calculated that Zhongwei Huan could use Yun Yongzhou's skills.

Looking up, Jing Yun had already flown towards Zhao Xingjian. From the front, Zhao Xingjian was carrying Yang Ling's fierce attack with a fire formation. Lotus fires all over the sky flew towards him, and then exploded crazily, filling the air with gunpowder smoke.

"So damn difficult."

"You should feel honored that I am pestering you, you little bitch!"

"Fuck!" Feeling Jing Yun approaching behind him, Zhao Xingjian waved his right arm back, and the orange-red flame flew toward Jing Yun like a fire dragon.

"Ah, Ah Heng!" Jing Yun, who was afraid of being attacked, subconsciously avoided the fire dragon and hesitated in the air.

Wei Huan had already expected that he would be scared, so he immediately encouraged him through the communicator, "It's okay Jingyun! Hurry up! You can do it!"

The combat uniform shielded him from most of the attacks, but Jingyun could still feel the heat brought by Zhao Xingjian's fire, and the terrifying high temperature almost melted him.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay..." Jing Yun muttered to help him get through, and flew towards Zhao Xingjian with the fire that almost swallowed everything.

Fifteen meters.

The green health bar floating above his head was only half-full.

Ten meters.

The fire became more intense, and his health was only one-third left, and it was still decreasing.

five meters.

Jing Yun felt like he was about to melt, as if death was getting closer and closer. When he raised his eyes, the health bar had changed from green to dangerously bright red.

"I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, I'm strong, I'm strong..."

Zhao Xingjian was shocked, this stupid guy actually penetrated his own fire formation without defense!

"Are you going to fucking die!?"

Just when his health points continued to drain away and reached zero, Jing Yun held out his hand while carrying the fierce fire.

"Got you!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Xingjian felt a strong hand grab his calf, and a huge force threw him up. His wings were almost useless. He had never felt such a powerful force.

Just as A Heng taught, Jing Yun mentally recalled the training Wei Huan gave him alone.

[No matter what happens, just throw it to your death and knock her out!]

Yes, life-threatening swinging. Jing Yun grabbed Zhao Xingjian’s legs with both hands and used huge force to swing him alive, spinning him around and around in the air, like a flying wheel that could not stop at all. Even Yang Ling was frightened by this posture

When he arrived, he stopped spraying fire lotus hands with his own hands.

"Oh my god, where does this little Chongming get his strength?"

Not to mention Yang Ling, even Yang Sheng, who was sitting in the first row of the auditorium, was sweating from behind.

Are children so strong...

If he let go, it would be hard to tell where Coyotito would be thrown. In his mind, he imagined the most common exit method for villains in cartoons when he was a child: fling away, turn into a star, and make a "ding" sound.

[I will come back again!!!]

After the fantasy ended, Yang Sheng couldn't help but shudder and sweat for himself.

At the beginning, Zhao Xingjian was still struggling, setting fire all over the sky, but after he completely lost his sense of balance, he only felt dizzy and nauseated, and he had no strength to release any sparks.

At this moment, Jing Yun followed Wei Huan's instructions and did not throw him away directly. Instead, he stopped the wheel, dragged his body and dived quickly, throwing Zhao Xingjian to the ground alive.

The stunned Zhao Xingjian had no time to react, and it hit the ground like a meteorite that couldn't control itself, causing rocks to fly and dust to fly.

Zhao Xingjian still wanted to climb down, but he was about to lose consciousness, confused and weak. Jing Yun quickly ran over, knelt on one knee and grabbed the combat uniform on Zhao Xingjian's chest with both hands.

"You...you..." Zhao Xingjian could vaguely feel him, but his vision was blurry.

Jing Yun looked apologetic, but his voice was still weak, "Yes, I'm sorry."

But as soon as he said he was sorry, Jing Yun, who looked weak, pitiful and helpless, tore Zhao Xingjian's combat uniform in half. The health value above his head decreased rapidly and finally returned to zero.

Everyone in the scientific research team in the viewing room stood up immediately.

"What the hell? Didn't you say that the strength of this suit cannot be easily damaged?"

"What I'm talking about is that it can dissipate kinetic energy, block explosions, and its toughness and ductility are already very high... How did I know that this little Chongming can be so strong that he can tear him apart!"

The broadcast center began to broadcast the battle situation.

"Zhao Xingjian from Group A is out, Zhao Xingjian from Group A is out!"

Yan Shanyue watched all this in silence without saying a word.

It turned out to be a drain on the bottom of the cauldron.

Seeing that his team lost a general, as the captain, Yan Shanyue only frowned slightly.

Wei Huan began to doubt.

"Don't you have anything to say?" Wei Huan smiled and brought the light blade closer, almost touching her black combat uniform.

But Yan Shanyue remained calm and said lightly, "Victory and defeat are common matters for military strategists."

Sure enough there is a problem, absolutely there is a problem.

How could Kyuubi say such a thing if his determination to win is so strong.

Wei Huan looked at Ai Yao, who had been frozen in place not far away. The vines between his fingers seemed to be thicker than before, and even began to extend outward.

etc.

"Yang Ling, aim all firepower at Ai Yao!"

At first, Yang Ling was somewhat dissatisfied, but almost all of Wei Huan's tactical analysis that he had discussed in private came to fruition, and Yang Ling had no choice but to give in.

"knew!"

She aimed her arms at Ai Yao who was on the ground, and the lotus fire flew out like a dragnet, aiming at the target, waiting for a painful blow.

Unexpectedly, Yan Shanyue started to struggle at this time. She ignored the siege of the light blade and broke through the siege. Wei Huan watched her blood drop again and again, "That Jiahui's is indeed your plug-in!"

Yan Shanyue's fox fire controlled the fire lotus formation, but instead of returning all the firepower to the attacker and letting the opponent reap the consequences like before, she controlled them to stay in mid-air.

Wei Huan released the light blade to interfere with Yan Shanyue, but it inspired her nine tails. The nine huge snow-white fox tails fought against the light blade and protected her.

"Awesome, sister Jiuwei." Wei Huan could only step forward on his own. He ran a few steps and jumped onto Yan Shanyue's fox tail. He raised his light knife and was about to strike hard, but he was hit hard on the back.

Something exploded...

He was blown directly from the fox's tail to the ground. He rolled on the ground for a long time, and his whole body was in terrible pain.

The audience broke out into shocked discussions.

"What's going on! Look at Bifang!"

"Damn it, why can't I understand this? Is this intentional or accidental?"

"Why did Bi Fang start attacking people in their own group!"

Wei Huan coughed a few times and struggled to get up from the ground, "Damn it, Yang Ling, can you fucking aim..."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Ling's Huolian rushed over again, and Wei Huan suddenly woke up.

Isn’t this really a fucking joke?!

Even Jingyun was startled, "Yang Ling!? What's wrong with you?"

Just talking, the flood really hit the Dragon King Temple, he should have bought a lottery ticket yesterday!

Light!

The golden light condensed into a hemispherical protective barrier in an instant, blocking Wei Huan inside.

Seeing this, Yang Ling turned around blankly and pointed his palm at Jing Yun who was standing aside.

Just when he turned around, Wei Huan saw the goose-yellow vines behind Yang Ling. No, they were not so much vines, but something similar to dodder.

It turns out that she was controlled.

"Jingyun! Get rid of that guy from Jiahui Academy quickly! He can hypnotize..."

The moment he shouted, a white light flashed in Wei Huan's mind, and goosebumps appeared all over his body.

No, wrong.

"No, Jingyun! Run! Don't go there!"

It's late.

The moment he blurted out, Wei Huan saw with his own eyes that Ai Yao stretched out his other hand, and dense slender vines quickly grew from his fingers, twisting into a strand that tightly wrapped around Jing Yun's body, and the top of the vines sprouted out.

The petals of a flower fell in an instant, and yellow threads like dodder emitted from the center.

Those thread-like things wrapped around Jing Yun's back and reached the back of his head.

Suddenly, Jingyun stopped struggling.

Ai Yao, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke, and the crowd was so loud that Wei Huan could only understand his intention through lip reading.

"Tear your suit to pieces."

"No! Jingyun! Wake up!"

No matter how heartbreaking Wei Huan's voice was, Jing Yun turned a deaf ear and grabbed his combat uniform with dull eyes, ruthlessly tearing it open.

"Jingyun from Group B is out, Jingyun from Group B is out!"

It's terrible.

This is not just a simple plug-in. No wonder Yan Shanyue has to risk his life to protect this Jiahui demon.

Yang Ling was once again instructed by Ai Yao to come down from the sky and walk towards Wei Huan step by step. As he approached, he attacked him with the strongest firepower. No matter what Wei Huan said, Yang Ling couldn't listen at all.

This can't go on like this.

Yang Ling's firepower is the strongest among everyone here, and she will break through her defense sooner or later.

Wei Huan gritted his teeth, and the barrier on his back disappeared, transforming into countless light blades, leaving only the front half of the defense. Those light blades drew an arc in the air, flew to Yang Ling's back, and wiped out the vines on her body.

After cutting off, Yang Ling felt clear for a moment, and the firepower stopped slightly. But Foxfire soon began to attack Wei Huan's back.

He quickly checked the health value of Yan Shanyue and his own.

There are not many months left in Yanshan.

"It's so annoying." Wei Huan raised his hand and raised all the light blades, "I hate multiple-choice questions the most!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the light blades struck Yan Shanyue in an instant. This was a tactic that Wei Huan had never thought of from the beginning. After all, it was too unkind to hit a girl like this.

He is not Yun Yongzhou.

Yan Shanyue's health dropped rapidly.

"Sister Shanyue!" Yang Ling, who was temporarily awake, tried to run over.

"Why are you so anxious? You are my teammate!" Wei Huan waved his hand violently and gave the final blow.

Kyuubi's health points return to zero.

"Yanshanyue from Group A is out, Yanshanyue from Group A is out!"

After seeing off a powerful enemy, Wei Huan couldn't help but gasp violently, his chest rising and falling under his white uniform.

He is not Yun Yongzhou who is always killing and decisive.

But it’s quite refreshing to be Yun Yongzhi once in a while.

When Yan Shanyue left the venue, he couldn't help but take another look, but found that there was a tall man in the second row of the audience who was leaving at this time. He seemed a little unhappy. Wei Huan inadvertently saw him clenching his hands under the cuffs of his suit.

fist.

At the tiger's mouth, a familiar blue demon pattern flashed past.

Wait a moment--

At this moment, Ai Yao controlled Yang Ling again.

Seeing Yang Ling raise her hand to him again, Wei Huan felt really tired.

When he looked back, the middle-aged man in a black suit had disappeared.

"Why did I say that my own family beat my own family..."

Resisting the urge to slap him to death, Wei Huan waved his hand and focused all the light blades around Yang Ling. This time he was no longer targeting the vines. It was meaningless and would only make Yang Ling fall into a state of consciousness.

and in a controlled cycle.

This Jiahui can afford it, but I can't afford it.

"I'm sorry, little princess."

In an instant, all the light blades surrounded Yang Ling and launched a fierce offensive. Each stab caused the remaining half of her health to be greatly reduced.

Soon, Yang Ling couldn't bear it anymore.

Until Wei Huan heard the radio announcement, "Group B Yang Ling is out, Group B Yang Ling is out!"

The audience at the venue were shocked when they saw this scene.

"Damn, this battle situation is so damn exciting! This is not a group station, this is a melee!"

"But don't you think that human is really powerful? He can fight several people by himself, and he also arranges the tactics. He even killed his teammates who were unconscious and rebellious..."

"How else can we get into the mountains and seas?"

In the end, he had to let him solve it himself.

Controlling the light blade caused Wei Huan's physical strength to drop crazily, and he could feel his already disordered heart rate.

Just when he raised his hand again, ready to aim all the light blades at Ai Yao, he suddenly felt a stabbing pain on the back of his head.

Too bad.

Suddenly, he entered a completely blank place. The arena where they beat him into a state of disarray disappeared, and the noisy auditorium also disappeared. Everywhere he looked there was only endless pure white, without anything superfluous.

.

In the empty and flawless field of vision, he suddenly heard a plain and controlling voice.

"Kill yourself."

Kill...himself?

Wei Huan's brain began to experience chaotic magnetic fields and buzzing noises, like a machine that was repeatedly eroded by chaotic currents.

He felt that his body began to split and flicker, as if something was about to separate from it. Countless fragments and thoughts flashed through his mind, and various sounds were mixed together, making it so noisy that he could not distinguish it at all.

The painful tearing feeling made Wei Huan suffocate, and he had a splitting headache. He couldn't help but hug his head and kneel on the ground.

It's so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable.

And that emotionless voice appeared again.

"Kill yourself."

suicide.

I must kill myself...

Another voice cut through all the chaos and noise, like thunder falling.

"I think you are crazy. I am Jiufeng!"

This is not the sound he made! He clearly didn't speak!

No……

Wei Huan froze on the spot, his scalp numb.

This is his voice.

This was the voice of his previous life...

He raised his head suddenly, and in the pure white void, he saw a familiar figure in a trance. His blurred vision gradually focused, and he saw that the man was wearing Fuyao's blue uniform, confidently raising his chin and speaking with that

Staring at himself with a free and proud expression.

"Hey, are you so weak?"

He smiled vigorously, revealing his small sharp canine teeth.

Everyone on the field held their breath, including Yang Sheng and Su Buyu who were sitting in the audience. Their eyes were all fixed on the human boy in the field. The golden light barrier that had previously blocked him disappeared.

It transformed into countless extremely sharp light blades, surrounding him in a radial pattern.

In just one short battle, the situation reversed again and again. The sharpest weapon that destroyed the enemy a few minutes ago was now aimed at Wei Huan himself.

His eyes were dull, and he approached Ai Yaoyuan like a puppet, as if he were his slave, and muttered with great piety, "As you command."

The wildly growing vines almost entangled Wei Huan's entire back. Ai Yao continued to persuade, "Very good."

"Now, use all the light blades to kill yourself and end this game."

Wei Huan nodded blankly, "Yes."

He raised his hand stiffly.

It's over, it's really over this time.

The audience in the stands were anxiously waiting for the last moment, and some even closed their eyes in disbelief.

Swing your right arm down hard.

it's over.

The light blade rushed towards Wei Huan quickly, committing suicide in the most heroic way.

Ai Yao's lips curled up, "That's great..."

But before he finished speaking, when those light blades were less than a millimeter away from Wei Huan's body, they suddenly reversed their direction and pounced on Ai Yao at a speed that caught people off guard, like crazy frightened birds!

"No! Impossible!"

Ai Yao was unable to resist, and his health dropped rapidly until it returned to zero.

The radio sounded.

"Ai Yao from Group A is out, Ai Yao from Group A is out!"

The entire audience was shocked by this astonishing turn. They were stunned on the spot. There was silence for a while, so quiet that they could even hear the echo of the broadcast.

Wei Huan raised his right hand, and all the light blades that completed the assassination returned to his wrist as if returning home, and finally condensed into a sub-golden bracelet.

He pinched his neck and looked around.

"Why are you standing there? Applaud."

At this time, the audience burst into a wave of endless applause. More and more people stood up and cheered for this human being at the bottom of the chain of discrimination.

"How can I learn to fight with my acting skills? I should become an actor and become famous in the demon world." Wei Huan finally laughed and looked at Ai Yao who had not yet left the scene, "You control the soul, right?"

Ai Yao got up from the ground and gasped, "Yes. But you... this is impossible. I can also use the human soul..."

"Obviously you can't," Wei Huan interrupted with a smile, "control my soul."

Because this body and soul simply don't match.

No one can control Jiufeng's demon soul except myself.

He walked up to Ai Yao, stretched out a hand, and said with a sincere and friendly smile, "You are very powerful, and you are worthy of being your group's secret weapon."

Ai Yao was a little surprised and held his hand blankly.

"Hey, don't control me."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Yang Ling and Jing Yun flew down and hugged Wei Huan happily.

"We won? Really won!?"

"That's right, you idiot Xiao Chongming, the idiot human being is the last one to survive! Of course we won!"

Wei Huan turned his head and saw Jiuwei and Tengu returning to the arena. Yan Shanyue had a relaxed smile on his face that was not seen on the arena. Although Tengu was not convinced, he just nodded and turned his head.

Didn't say anything.

I haven't had this feeling for a long time, the feeling of fighting side by side with my teammates and winning.

"Now announce the results of the simulation competition, Group B wins!"

Surrounded by everyone, Wei Huan couldn't help but smile.

But amid the overwhelming cheers, he seemed to hear an unusual sound.

Following the trace, Wei Huan lowered his head and stared at his fingers.

He didn't know if it was the sequelae of being manipulated just now, but he was a little dazzled. In a daze, he saw an extremely thin, almost unreal blue lingering on his fingertips.

There is also the sound of wind.

The author has something to say:

The prototype of Ai Yao is the Yao grass in the Classic of Mountains and Seas. "When the emperor's daughter died, her name was Nvshi, and she turned into Yao grass (Jinjiang cannot type the word yao, the second sound is Yangping). Its leaves are green and its flowers are yellow. In fact,

It's like Cu Qiu, taking it will charm people." In short, eating it can charm people's hearts, and they will obey your words as if they were drugged.