hunter rule

The reception hall of Ludu Central Villa is exquisitely decorated.

The smoke and dust in it are like waves one after another.

Ji Changkong felt a little funny, but this funny emotion did not show up on his face. In fact, he was not a person who was used to showing his emotions.

For the strong, emotions are a weakness.

The enemy, on the other hand, likes to attack weaknesses.

Therefore, Ji Changkong has always liked to maintain that indifferent mood. Of course, it is to make himself stronger.

[Fortress Knight], Ji Changkong, male, thirty-four years old.

Former lieutenant colonel of the Sky Drive Alliance military headquarters, he once served in the disaster area [Fallen Arena].

Anyone who knows Ji Changkong knows that he is a powerful man.

A burly body of nearly two meters, with weapons all over the body to increase strength and defense, this is an obvious monster.

Such a person can gain a place even in a military headquarters filled with powerful men.

No one knows why the promising military lieutenant colonel Ji Changkong suddenly retired and joined the Song Clan, but the reality is that his strength has continued to improve rapidly during the years he has been in the Song Clan.

The liberation of the knight's ability is the most powerful symbol.

The formal knights are already very powerful, but only a handful of formal knights can master the power of liberation.

Acquire unique special abilities and get the key to the next level.

It represents a sign of outstanding talent and amazing potential.

Ji Changkong has never been proud of this.

He raised his giant sword and looked at the wild cat-like girl on the ground.

Ji Changkong could feel that the girl seemed to have an inexplicable aversion to the word 'noble', and this aversion caused some slight discomfort to Ji Changkong.

However, Ji Changkong didn't mind at all.

Because he is very strong, very strong.

He fought bloody battles in the disaster zone, crushed the heads of various strange monsters with his hands, bet his life with monsters in the [Fallen Arena], and was surrounded by dangers under the threat of evil.

Dominator.

What kind of garbage is that?

The so-called rulers of the Dark Order are nothing more than stupid people who are stuck in their ways, nothing more.

Speaking of which, there is no difference between a madman and a fool.

Ji Changkong thought so.

Swing the sword.

The giant sword roared out, but this time it was different.

Bang!

Davya raised the Western sword, collided with the giant sword, and then bounced away.

"kindness?"

Ji Changkong shook his hand, strange emotions flashing in his eyes.

Not far away, the girl waved the Western sword in her hand, flicked a sword flower, and stood upright.

"What a powerful enemy that cannot be ignored..."

"It should be said that I haven't encountered him for a long time."

Davya smiled and kicked away the gravel in front of her, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and the close-fitting leather armor had a strange beauty.

"So judging from the current situation, Miss Song should still be here, right?"

She walked forward with a smile, and the black fighting spirit on her body became more and more intense, as if something was trying to break free from the darkness.

"Ah, ah, this saves a lot of effort."

Ji Changkong frowned: "Why, do you think you can defeat me?"

"I don't know."

At this moment, the Western swords were stroking in a staggered manner, and Davya was half-crouching on the ground in a weird posture.

"It's useless."

Ji Changkong raised the giant sword in his hand. At this moment, he was already a little impatient. His eyes examined Davya's body: "A knight is different from a mage. Its power comes from its accumulated power over time."

"The total amount of fighting spirit, the strength of the body, and the degree of weaponization are all indispensable."

The Western sword struck quickly, and Ji Changkong's eyes flashed with contempt.

"In the end, he's just a three-legged cat."

The red sword was swung, and a huge amount of power exploded towards Davya's body.

This time, the opponent will definitely die.

Bang!

kindness?

Ji Changkong's expression changed.

At this moment, Dafuya's two Western swords were crossed against Ji Changkong's giant sword.

Black fighting spirit enveloped Davya, and her face became increasingly crazier.

Something isn't quite right.

Ji Changkong instinctively felt a sense of crisis.

Click!

In an instant, the light sword in Davya's left hand changed its angle, and the middle of the sword, wrapped in fighting spirit, instantly penetrated Ji Changkong's fighting spirit barrier from the left side.

When Ji Changkong discovered that his battle energy defense was shattered, he was a little enlightened.

"What? Impossible!"

Ji Changkong's fighting spirit was aroused, and his burly body knocked the girl away!

"[Shock Absorption], [Steel Discipline], and so many defense weaponizations!"

Ji Changkong felt the long-lost pain in his body and looked at the girl.

The girl's appearance was getting stranger and stranger at the moment, the darkness around her was getting thicker and thicker, and her signature sick smile seemed to be mocking Ji Changkong.

"Oh, yeah, you're bleeding."

The girl said unsteadily, then rushed towards Ji Changkong,

Just as Ji Changkong was about to fight back, he felt severe pain in his right wrist.

"Impossible!" Ji Changkong looked at his wrist in shock. His right wrist was bleeding and was cut off directly.

The middle-aged man could no longer maintain his expression, and his hair was a little messy.

"You, what on earth did you do?"

"It's just a normal attack, how can it penetrate my defense!"

"I didn't see anything at all!"

Ji Changkong tried his best to calm down and took a deep breath.

This situation has never happened before.

The girl in front becomes more and more weird.

"The knight's liberation ability is indeed quite powerful!"

The sweet voice of the girl in the dark came: "Looking at your appearance, I seem to have some impression."

Davya looked at Ji Changkong, as if she had remembered something, and a sickly wine-red blush appeared on her face: "I have seen your name in a certain file."

"You seem to be nothing like you then and you are now. What's going on?"

"Oh, by the way, it's a charge sheet."

"I have forgotten a few specific ones, but I still remember the top ones."

"The crime is...killing a colleague."

There was a shadow on Ji Changkong's face, and his right wrist was dripping with blood.

He has been recalling things from the past for a long time.

He moved the red sword to his left hand, and the solid touch made Ji Changkong suddenly feel ferocious.

It's really been a long time.

How long exactly?

After only a few seconds, Ji Changkong raised his head, his expression a little gloomy and distorted.

"Who the hell are you?"

"It's absolutely impossible for ordinary people to understand that kind of thing!"

More and more dark aura around him rushed towards Ji Changkong.

Davya bent down, with a hint of contempt in her eyes.

"Tianqi, I happened to be present at the Second Military Court of the Royal Capital at that time. I was very honored to be able to see the scene at that time."

Davya showed a playful smile: "Killing a colleague is definitely a serious crime for a soldier. At that time, I thought you were already dead."

"I just didn't expect it." The girl shrugged, showing a regretful expression: "The legendary Song clan actually saved you and took you under his command. Song Tengye is really an old fox.

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