How Am I Still Alive?

"Dang!"

The sound of collision between metal gloves and blades rang out, and the dancer with the fast knife showed off her figure perfectly.

The blade is dancing.

The woman's attack has no fixed form, or in other words, she is flowing every moment.

What was once golden sand, is now liquid gold, showing an infinite attack like mercury pouring down the ground.

Kicks, punches, shoulder collisions. But the most dangerous thing is always the hair that has unknowingly extended to the feet.

If she was just a young rabbit back then, the woman now is already a ferocious dragon.

"Dang!"

There was another collision, and Lu Pingping was stimulated again.

He noticed that besides "change", the most irresistible thing about Hua Xueyi was "speed". Normal muscle force is a "spring" activity. Even if there are many changes in direction, there is an obvious trajectory, but Hua Xueyi It's really not necessary.

Her absolute speed is very fast, but the speed at which she changes shape and adjusts midway is even more outrageous.

Lu Pingan even suspected that she had at least a dozen "eyes" on her body, otherwise there would be no reason to achieve this level of perception and physical control.

"Roses are beautiful, but they have thorns."

The metal glove on Lu Ping'an's hand has been penetrated, and the golden needles on it are punched into holes.

".And poisonous."

Pulling out the thorns, Lu Ping'an could feel that there was obvious corrosiveness on that side of the skin, and there was a force that was eroding the flesh.

And the ability that can make Lu Pingan feel obvious pain is probably not an ordinary ability.

Opposite him, Hua Xueyi was a little dissatisfied that she had taken things seriously while the person opposite him was still playing around.

She looked at him, and there seemed to be fire burning in her beautiful eyes.

She has been waiting for this day for too long, it is time to prove her ability.

".If I don't fight, my hand will hurt."

Lu Ping'an directly raised his hands and surrendered.

"you"

"Otherwise, just kill me once. I won't fight anyway." Lu Ping'an just acted shamelessly.

This is a gymnasium for people to fight, a battlefield with the ability to "resurrection", which is very suitable for warriors to hone their skills in death battles.

But for Lu, being dragged into a training battle, let alone a fight to the death, was a very troublesome thing.

"I'm going to plant trees. Maomao, you practice with her."

"Meow?"

And Maomao, who was thrown out of the arena and took the blame, was furious.

But looking at the unhappy and dissatisfied senior Hua, Maomao still bravely fought. As expected, in less than three minutes, Maomao was not only beaten to pieces, but was also beaten to the point where she was rolling on the ground and meowing.

"Meow! Bullying meow!" Maomao felt aggrieved. Why was the senior sister so cruel? There was no friendship like in the past.

"Sorry, I didn't make a move for a while." Looking at Maomao who was pouting angrily, Hua Xueyi apologized quickly.

Unlike other key members of the team, Hua Xueyi does not have so many messy "functionalities" except for occasionally serving as a flying scout. She is a pure warrior and thug.

After returning to the team, I naturally carried out a series of additional training. At the same time, I also exchanged part of the accumulated harvest and resources into life points, and then spent them in the library and other areas.

After drinking various potions, learning various forbidden knowledge, and digesting them through real "death battles", she could feel that she was making progress every moment.

And when she was unhappy, it was now that she tried her best.

"Still not sure about killing him"

Of course, this is not the first time Lu Pingan has been dragged into the battlefield.

And in such an environment, Lu Ping'an, who didn't use magic plants, magic pets, or forbidden items, really couldn't beat Hua Xueyi, who was also at the quasi-rule level.

She was so fast that even Lu Pingan's "spell" could not be locked on her. So fast that most of Lu Pingan's perceptions were just her phantoms and fake movements.

Her talent has been fully developed, and it changes endlessly in actual combat. When it should be hard, it is a titanium alloy steel plate, but when you think you can cut it hard or injure it hard, it will turn into a ball of sliding liquid.

In a sense, she can "turn into a metal slime" at will. She has neither vital points nor the so-called concept of limbs. She can attack and defend with just one thought.

She is very pure, with pure melee characteristics coupled with extremely honed combat skills, coupled with the various "enchantments" on her hair, she is a true single-target killing machine.

After stripping away most of the combat platform, Lu was indeed unable to fight head-on with a pure quasi-rule combat class.

"Meow? Isn't this a good thing, meow? You are better than him."

"It's been ten years, and my progress has been pretty fast, but it's still about the same as he was ten years ago."

Hua Xueyi sighed. She knew that the gap was huge back then, but how big it really was was only confirmed after so many years.

"Looking back now, I really didn't matter back then. How can people not be depressed?"

but

".But no matter what, I caught up."

Thinking of the past, and recalling the expression on Lu Ping'an's face when he was so unhappy and ran away from the fight just now, the woman clenched her fists and laughed subconsciously.

That hint of mature charm and joyful smile from the bottom of her heart made the cats across from her look dumbfounded.

"Is beating meow so enjoyable?"

"Of course." Before Hua Xueyi could finish her words, the sneak-attacking cat had already pounced on her.

A new round of sparring begins again, and Maomao, who has been slacking off recently, really needs some motivation.

But at this moment, Lu Pingping was outside, still rubbing his hands to get rid of the "golden poison" on his hands.

This kind of active metal slime cells injected into the opponent's body are highly poisonous in living bodies. Due to their obvious physical properties, they can easily ignore various pollution resistances, and the actual combat effect is particularly good.

Lu Ping'an could even feel that the power in it had vaguely exceeded the law.

"Really, I've become so much stronger."

Even Lu Ping'an himself sighed a little.

If Senior Hua was a rookie who was still obsessed with flying tactics back then, now she is a fighter armed to the teeth.

The improvement of strength is on the one hand. As a warrior, the maturity and ability to make excellent tactical choices can only be sharpened by constant fighting and death duels.

In the last debris incident, if she hadn't encountered the worst opponent, she probably wouldn't have needed Lu Ping'an to support her.

"Now, if I encounter her in actual combat, I will probably have to deal with her with all my strength."

Lu Ping'an also rarely felt pressure, not because of the close distance between the "juniors", nor because of the strength pressure brought by the ten years of accumulation of team members, but because

"In order to obtain these powers, I'm afraid these ten years have been quite hard."

Even the members are working like this. As the leader of the team, Lu Ping An must respond with actual results.

"How about giving her a little reward? What will she want?"

While thinking about what was there and what was not, Lu Pingping returned to his daily work.

The more advanced the professional, the more obvious the "difference" becomes. Lu Ping'an is always of the life system, and the only one who can provide combat ability blessing is a fifth-level fighter.

And if Lu Pingan read it correctly, Hua Xueyi probably has more than three fifth- and sixth-level combat positions.

He raised his head and looked at the night sky. Senior Hua had changed so much. I am afraid that the other remaining members of the team had already undergone qualitative changes.

"I need to become stronger, absolutely strong enough to hold up a big umbrella." It seemed that Lu finally had some fighting spirit.