holo hunter

"The situation seems to have changed." Alexander still stayed with Mashu Ying. Although completing the mission was very important, the more important thing was to protect the safety of the curator. He paid attention to the changes on the battlefield. The boy

As if he said something to Baphomet, their fighting stopped temporarily.

"If the opponent uses some means, Baphomet will not be able to withstand it. In this state, he is like a bull. The only thought left in his head is to use his own power to completely crush the opponent.

"Alexander is very clear about Baphomet's character. A race that regards killing as a part of life has no room for other thoughts in its mind.

But then again, he has been thinking since just now. If this boy is from the so-called land of the ground, as the curator said, then his ability is a bit unreasonable. Wind is generated from the soles of his feet.

Such fighting techniques are too similar to those of the elves in the Kingdom of Rainbow. If considered from a certain angle, these are almost mutually contradictory conclusions.

"Convert the waveguide into wind-like attributes to obtain a more outstanding reaction speed, but in front of power-type waveguide users, transformation-type ability users are always at a disadvantage." He analyzed what happened in front of him from the perspective of a bystander.

Under all circumstances, Baphomet still had the upper hand in repeated comparisons. Therefore, he chose to continue to wait and see.

As long as he does not reveal his identity for one more second, his opponent's mental concerns must be maintained. This sense of crisis is also a drain on him that cannot be underestimated.

"Are you the same as me? For a moment, you had the illusion that this guy was a member of the elves." Mashuying saw Alexander's inner thoughts. The reason why he did not say it directly was because of concerns.

His own identity. If he directly refutes his own point of view, it seems that he is a little disrespectful of himself. But Ma Shuying also understands the reason why he has such doubts. The ability to control the wind is a very rare existence. It not only

It can quickly break into the enemy's position during the battle, and can forcefully escape at an unfavorable moment. More importantly, it can even exert its top support ability to divide the battlefield.

"But his appearance doesn't look like an elf at all, and he's not very tall. When he stands there, he really looks like a human being." Alexander couldn't figure out the reason. This kind of existence that violates individual boundaries,

It even produced a very abnormal cognitive illusion. Perhaps, this child will be a synthetic person? But this should not be the case. Synthetic people have very obvious flaws in their emotional mechanisms. They lack a sense of justice and are abnormal.

Self, "I can only observe and see. As long as this guy is not allowed to run away, the girl who invited the divine warrior will not leave just like that."

"Well. No matter what we do, we have to investigate clearly." Ma Shuying confirmed his choice.

…

In the martial arts arena.

Baphomet looked at the boy with broken hair flying in front of him. He looked relatively young, but his strength should far exceed that of his peers. Although he had used abilities such as the Realm of the Extreme Realm, he knew that this child had no ability at all.

It couldn't be from the Elf race. He had dealt with the Elf race countless times, and they had a very special smell of bone orchids, but this guy had no similar characteristics.

"Can I assume this? You once killed an elf and stole his ability." Baphomet said the conclusion he came to, "Stealing the enemy's ability and using it for yourself. This is what you dare to do."

Tell me why you are confronting me head-on. You have other trump cards that you haven’t shown yet."

Absolutely correct, this is the fighting sense of a first-class duelist. Although the big man standing in front of him is his enemy at this stage, he is still very sure of his excellent judgment. It is just a little biased in making such a decision.

The person who did this was his father.

He probably also guessed that there is no one in the sky and the wind is not a human being. He should be the elves mentioned by Baphomet. According to his own combat experience, there is no one who can control the wind in the entire human country. But if, he

If you are a member of a special race, then it all makes sense.

No, the big guy in front of me has grown a third arm.

"How should I answer you? Half right and half wrong." He thought for a moment before giving an ambiguous answer.

"It doesn't matter, even if you have a trump card, I will accept your proposal. We demons have never been afraid of any confrontation." He stood upright.

Seeing this, Lou Zhe took a half step back and made a tiger claw-like gesture with his palms one after the other.

The moment his right fist was slightly raised, the waveguide with a white aura gradually moved to the front end. Under Baphomet's gaze, it evolved into the shape of a tiger's head. The expanded tiger's mouth merged with the fist, and could even fly in the air.

He heard a tiger's roar. Next, he used the ability of Lin Che's father Lin Tianyi - Tiger Bite Fist.

The waveguide he held in his arms gradually climbed up, and the Qi covering his body began to rise. This scene was just like Baphomet's previous transformation. It was a characteristic of a person with an onslaught ability. He used the majestic Qi to support what he was going to face next.

any offensive attack by the enemy.

"Five rounds," he reiterated.

"Very good, now you have become a power user again. Not only can you use your transformational abilities excellently, but you are also on par with me in terms of strength." Baphomet clenched his fists and held his breath.

With the passion for fighting, he rushed towards Lou Zhe. His crimson body drew a long light and shadow behind Baphomet.

The explosive hot fist he raised was swung at Lou Zhe's cheek. He did not choose to dodge. With the support of the tiger's head, he resisted the upright iron elbow. The impact caused by the collision directly triggered a long

Cracks in the ground.

"Blocked?" Alexander's eyes were full of shock, "Baphomet's full blow was so powerful that even the boy himself could hardly resist it."

His eyes were filled with waveguides, and when he looked at the young man again, he was deeply shocked.

"Have you become a powerful esper?"

In front of him, Lou Zhe's footsteps crushed the ground under the heavy pressure. The next second, the tiger-biting fist swung out with his right hand bit Baphomet's chest.

Seeing this, Baphomet's wing tip got stuck in the tiger's mouth, and the approaching head suddenly pushed up, hitting Lou Zhe's chin viciously.

The flying Louzhe quickly spun around and hit Baphomet's neck with his fists.

The roar of the tiger shook the entire martial arts arena, and the waves caused by it made all the audience unable to open their eyes.

Baphomet spit out a mouthful of dirt in the smoke and stood up again. The arm on the shoulder blade was broken in order to defend against the attack of the building.

"This is round one."

"Okay, this is very enjoyable." Baphomet's originally fractured arm grew back again in front of his eyes, and in order to better utilize his explosive strength, the side of the original wing tip also evolved.

It took the form of arms. Now he is a monster with four arms.

"Then it's the second round."

Baphomet burst out and rushed over. The four punches wrapped around Feng Fei's waveguide didn't give Lou Zhe any chance to breathe.

If he insists on following, the damage will be very huge. He backed up slightly, and Baphomet hit him with a heavy punch. He dodged sideways, and the huge body that was close to him swung another punch towards his body.

.The strong wind just passed over his cheek, causing severe pain. He had no choice but to do it.

With a sudden straight punch, the fierce white tiger bit Baphomet's arm fiercely. During this stagnation, he turned over and jumped to the wall of the martial arts arena. Baphomet broke through the tiger fist.

It rushed up again, like a crane hanging a wrecking ball, and smashed into the ground. The stands that were originally watching directly cracked. The track quickly moved up with the help of the speed generated by the waveguide, and then turned over and fell down. This time, with the help of

In a sudden attack, the tiger bite fist swung from his fist collided with Baphomet's iron fist.

With the first punch, the exploded ground began to collapse.

The strength of the floor was slightly lower than the wind. The moment it bounced away, after turning back to its right position, it collided again.

This time, spider web-like impact splashed in all directions.

Baphomet's teeth were clenched tightly, and this guy's strength didn't seem to be weakening at all.

"This is considered the third round."

Baphomet's bursting energy overflowed from his body again. Lou Che, who turned around, swept out his whirlwind legs from a high vantage point. Baphomet ducked down and dodged. Lou Che relied on his excellent firing nerves to sweep out the whirlwind legs again while staying in the air.

A second horizontal kick was thrown. Baphomet took it hard, and his shoulder arm instantly grabbed Lou Zhe's ankle and spun it in the air.

"There is no fourth round." His arms only held Lou Zhe's body, and the mighty force almost shattered his bones.

Without any hesitation and courage, Lou Zhe slapped the fingertips of his left palm with his right palm, and his extended middle finger and index finger instantly transformed into a waveguide beast and a tiger, and embedded themselves in Baphomet's body.

"Huwei!"

The waveguide beast, which intended to tear everything apart, bit Baphomet's back in an instant. The fist raised from the ground hit the tiger-shaped waveguide beast in the abdomen, and was reduced to ashes in the residual wind.

The moment the smoke and dust dispersed, the boy's ankle was still full of blood, but he was still standing in front of Baphomet's eyes.

…

Martial God Sacrifice.

"Clan leader, we have checked all the entry and exit registrations, and there is no information about the boy in front of us." The guard reported to the clan leader.

"How could this happen?" At present, it is impossible to know how such a genius came to be associated with the Shenwu clan, which is a bit disappointing.

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At the grandstand.

Lu Mei's eyes widened. Unlike the audience present, she had awakened the waveguide and could clearly see the combat skills used by Lou Zhe's brother.

"It's unbelievable, I've never seen a waveguide ability user like this." Huang's body trembled, and his blood seemed to be ignited.

"Sister Bo Duanling, brother Lou Zhe, have you always been this reliable?" Lu Mei asked cautiously, as if he was asking for gossip about his sweetheart.

"Yeah. His talent in combat is exactly the same as his father's."

"His father -" Lu Berry's voice became smaller, and she turned her attention to the boy in the center of the venue, imagining the days when he grew up alone, and she couldn't help but feel distressed.

…

In the martial arts arena.

"You are really strong. I must admit that I can't defeat you by myself." Baphomet twisted his neck, "But the bet has been cancelled. I have not punched you for the fifth time."

You have desire, then let me and my partner finish you off together."

After saying this, he shouted to the sky: "Alexander!"

Lou Che looked around the entire venue. In an instant, a strong aura flickered past the stands. It was like the thin wings of a dragonfly shooting from the end of his sight to where he was.

It was so fast, almost as if it was moving instantly.

I saw the man pulling out a thin wing from his back, arriving in front of the building in an instant, and slashing it down with the swiftness of the wind spirit.

An unexpected situation happened, and his fighting spirit came to a halt. His first reaction was to run away, and the extreme realm formed on the soles of his feet was fully activated.

"Weren't you able to avoid it?"

Alexander, who was walking close to the ground, followed closely behind, and struck him directly on the waist with a blow that broke through the air. Under the protection of the Tiger Bite Fist, he plummeted out and rolled back and forth more than a dozen times in a row.

After getting up and wiping the donated blood from the corner of his mouth, he sighed and said, "Sure enough, betting on dogs will lead to nothing in the end."