If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon.

Is this a bluff? It's still true.

One of the four conditions has been met. Lancelot's first reaction after hearing the emperor's "claim" was not panic, but doubt.

Indeed, Lin Nian said that the emperor also promised that he would not lie, but these are only one-sided words. In a real battlefield and life-and-death struggle, just listen to the enemy's one-sided words. Saying not to lie is completely just a matter of In the other person's thoughts.

Maybe the other party has never lied once in his life as he said, but he told a lie at the last moment in a life-and-death fight in order to survive. The consequence for the other party is "broken oath", but the consequence here is "death" , the costs of the two are completely unequal.

"There are three more conditions." The lobby manager turned sideways to Lancelot, "I have about three minutes to meet these three conditions on you, and I will win this battle."

Lancelot also invariably turned sideways to face the lobby manager. This stance can reduce the exposure of the body as much as possible in actual combat, and can be more advantageous for defense or counterattack when both sides suddenly become violent.

"What will happen to me if you win?" Lancelot asked.

"I'm still thinking about it." The emperor shrugged, "You don't seem to be important to Lin Nian, so killing you doesn't seem to have any actual strategic significance. I like to use my mind to attack people, and I don't care about meaningless killings. I object to it but I don’t like it either. So I’ll probably ask you to forget about today’s incident and go back and have a peaceful sleep?”

"That is to say, I am dispensable in your plan. Death or survival will not affect your future plans." Lancelot accurately interpreted the meaning of the emperor's words.

"That's what you mean." The emperor nodded, "Even now, your condition is not suitable for a fierce battle, is it?"

Lancelot lowered his head and glanced at the bath towel wrapped around him. Just as the emperor said, he came out of the steps in such a hurry that he didn't even wear pants. He only had this bath towel protecting his private parts. If If the movements are a little bigger during the fight, exposure is inevitable.

"Do you mind?" Lancelot asked calmly.

"I don't mind very much. I have seen more naked bodies than you have probably seen alive people. Of course, most of those naked bodies are in the state of corpses." The emperor shook his head, "Out of concern for the battle that may happen next. In order to improve the viewing quality, I still give you a suggestion. Your current method of tying the bath towel is not reliable, and it will be torn off if you take a big step. You should slightly lift the bath towel to your belly button, and roll the edge outwards. Make a few loops until your waist, so that no matter how much you jump, the towel won't fall off."

"Or, forget about that towel, go back to your room and have a good sleep. When your companions come back, tell them that I took Xiawang away. I believe they will understand your choice to avoid fighting."

Lancelot looked at the slightly pale cheeks of the lobby manager and the golden eyes that were even brighter than his own. He put his hands on his waist and silently lifted the towel, then wrapped the edges outward several times.

"Okay." The emperor nodded.

He raised the hand that was leaning back to the front, holding a silver revolver in his hand.

Smith \u0026 Wesson M500, a .50 pistol known as a handgun. In the "Resident Evil" series of games, if you buy this pistol in a store, the merchant will make a mocking line: "Hahaha, stranger, you Are you buying this gun to shoot elephants?”

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50 full metal Magnum bullet, the length alone is close to the length of the index finger, and even the long barrel version has enough recoil to make it difficult for adults to control it with both hands.

Even for a mixed race, it only takes one hit from a pistol of this caliber to render him incapacitated. The result of being hit in the chest is not like in the movie, where you can still cover the wound and continue fighting. In reality, a .50 bullet only needs to hit the torso. The result is that a cavity bursts out, the surrounding ribs and internal organs are all shattered, and the possibility of rescue is zero. It is a true one-shot death.

The silver revolver fired, and with an expected deafening roar, the full-metal bullet broke through the speed of sound and shot towards Lancelot. It was supposed to be impossible to dodge at a distance of less than ten meters, but Lancelot did not need to dodge. .

At the moment before the gunshot, Lancelot had already completed the compressed chant of the word spirit. All the syllables of the Dustless Land were compressed into one and spit out from his throat. A pot of hot oil was poured into the golden eyes to ignite the fire. , the transparent field instantly enveloped a spherical area with a diameter of two meters with him as the center.

The strength of the guardian field released by most users of the Dustless Land is not high. It is thankful to be able to block ordinary 9mm bullets. Those who can block the 7.62mm bullets in the Dustless Land Even if the user is a rare elite, it is a sure thing to become a Zouma A-level specialist.

As for those who can block .50 bullets, it must be said that they are among the best among hybrids. They are the uncrowned patron saints of their teammates on the battlefield, and their survival rate can be increased by at least 50 points.

As for Lancelot, in the spirit strength test intervened by the equipment department, his ultimate achievement was to successfully block a 20mm armor-piercing projectile fired by a half-round Oerlikon cannon head-on.

The .50 armor-piercing pistol bullet, which is enough to penetrate the steel plate, hit the dustless ground. The pitch black bullet like a screwdriver hit the surface of the field. Huge ripples rippled on the dustless ground. A large amount of kinetic energy spread along with the ripples. The entire surface of the Dustless Land completely swallowed up invisible and intangible energy in less than 0.1 seconds, causing the warhead that had not even deformed to lose its kinetic energy and fall to the ground.

There were two pistol shots in succession. From a distance of ten meters, the emperor fired three shots. None of the three armor-piercing pistol bullets penetrated Lancelot's dust-free land. The limit of the spherical field was far away. Untouched, this also gave Lancelot the opportunity to get closer.

The distance between Lancelot and the emperor was now less than half a meter. Lancelot bent down in a prone position during the sprint, with his hands open, and his golden eyes stared at the emperor's waistline.

The emperor was also retreating quickly while firing, but not as fast as Lancelot. At the same time, the golden eyes were locked on the blond man to speculate on his next move.

You know there can't be any skin-to-skin contact, so do you choose to perform a torso wrestling technique with a clothing barrier? Judging from this action, it should be a waist hug or a double leg hug? If the wrestling position is in place and the dead hand is used, it is very likely to cause a one-hit KO on hard ground, breaking the opponent's spine or shattering the back of the head.

But does this mean that you have to clear the dustless place when you are close?

The emperor put away the firearm he originally wanted to aim at. A close-range pistol may not be easy to use. His retreating steps became brisk, similar to the small steps in Sanda and Jeet Kune Do. The moment Lancelot leaned forward and approached. , bent his right leg and pushed directly against Lancelot's lowered head, performing a textbook anti-fall counterattack.

But the strong and powerful knee did not hit Lancelot's face. Instead, the lobby manager's smiling face deformed in an instant, and Lancelot's fist hit that spot with 100% of his strength. Zhang always had an annoying smile on his face, and the burst of power instantly sent the whole person flying out, hitting the wall of the corridor crookedly and supporting him to retreat.

Pretending to throw, while bending down to attack, his open hands changed into a right uppercut?

But doesn’t this involve physical contact?

Yes, there was indeed physical contact. Lancelot's right hand accurately touched the emperor's cheek, so the second of the four conditions was met - and Lancelot also decided to end the battle. Within seconds after this second condition is met.

The cumbersome requirements of the four conditions directly exposed the shortcomings of Emperor Yanling, which was that it was extremely unsuitable for a blitzkrieg. If the battle ended in an instant, there would be no time to test and complete the so-called four conditions.

One of the conditions that Lancelot knew was physical contact. Since he firmly believed that the other party needed to meet four conditions to complete the release of the spiritual spirit, he dared to bet on letting the other party do his best to gain his offensive advantage. Complete the satisfaction of one to three conditions. As long as the four conditions cannot be met instantly, then his thunder offensive has a chance of success!

The emperor thought that he had misjudged his fear of making physical contact. The price was that he pretended to throw him. Instead, his right uppercut hit the lobby manager directly on the chin. This position of the chin is connected to the trigeminal nerve of the human body and to the cerebellum. Connected, a blow to the chin can cause the cerebellum to lose balance and cause a brief fainting.

"It's just one-third of the condition, I give it to you." The muscles of Lancelot's right arm twitched abnormally due to the instant release after accumulating strength, and the skin all over his body began to swell due to the rapid flow of blood. Red hair is hot!

The lobby manager controlled by the emperor is an ordinary person himself. Even if the emperor uses ulterior means to allow this ordinary person to gain some bloodline advantages, this advantage will definitely not be ridiculously great. I am afraid that it is a C-level or B-level hybrid. The degree of pedigree advantage of the species. There are vagus nerves on both sides of the chin. For mixed breeds, they will inevitably fall into syncope if they are shocked.

Good guy. Do you want to get the first move even if the conditions are met?

The corners of the emperor's mouth, which was leaning against the wall, rose, and a rather twisted smile appeared on his face as he struggled to control his out-of-control body. He seemed to be surprised by the decision-making and decisiveness of Lancelot, an already insignificant character, just like When he was catching a naughty kitten, he discovered that the cat actually showed off its rather sharp claws.

Knowing that he would be "descended" after meeting the four conditions, he still dared to launch a gambling-style attack. It has probably been a long time since the emperor saw such a reckless person after the information was made public. The last time he encountered such a reckless man suffered a loss. It seems like it was still 20 years ago? He suffered a big loss that time. He didn't expect that such a small probability thing would happen again today.

Sure enough, I still hate these brazen warriors.

Just as Lancelot guessed, the bloodline of the lobby manager controlled by the emperor who was forcibly promoted was probably around the C-class hybrid species rated by Norma, and a "cocoon" was implanted in his brain, possessing at least one speech spirit. The right to use it, but this still does not give him much physical advantage. Like other mixed-race species, physical injuries will still occur as long as he is subjected to excessive physical impact.

The negative states that the emperor now endures include at least "imbalance", "nausea", "pain" and "dizziness". He can only hold on to the wall with one hand to avoid falling to the ground. I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to release his words and spirits. After all, in Lancelot In his cognition, the first prerequisite for the release of the spirit spirit is a clear mind. When the brain is severely damaged, it is difficult to effectively organize Long Wen's chanting.

Got it first, and the scale of victory tilted instantly.

"The so-called first, first, first is this kind of unreasonable thing."

Lancelot was approaching, and the emperor tried to distance himself by jumping back despite his negative state. He stared at Lancelot's kick and leaned his upper body back hard.

"It's useless." Lancelot looked down at the emperor's carrier, his golden eyes full of indifference.

The next killing move follows him like a shadow.

A loud bang! The invisible force suddenly hit the emperor who was leaning back and bending down. It was as if he was hit by an invisible heavy hammer, and he was directly knocked to the ground! The floor covered with blankets instantly cracked, and a large section of the blanket became dented and wrinkled. The broken floor tiles pierced the blanket and exposed the surface, which was enough to show how heavy the force of this sudden blow was!

A large amount of blood burst out from the emperor's body, which was beaten involuntarily. It sprayed everywhere in the corridor and was blocked by the transparent barrier in front of Lancelot.

The emperor's face was covered with blood, and the bridge of his nose was shattered into scum. Large pools of dirty blood dripped on the ground, thick and dark, and he was shot away like a rag doll. It bounced and rolled several times on the ground, and was splashed everywhere. It was full of blood, and it was like a tomato bag that had been trampled to pieces.

Lancelot stood firm and did not pursue, because he was sure that the blow just now was a fatal injury. It was impossible to stop the bleeding of that level, even if it was violent blood, it would be difficult to stop it.

The emperor slowly struggled to get up from the ground. His golden eyes were still shining brightly in the blood, but his current state was a bit ugly. The transparent hammer just crushed more than a third of the blood vessels in his body. , the condition of his internal organs was not optimistic, his whole body was almost a bloody man, a large amount of blood seeped out from the body surface and covered a large section of the corridor along the path he flew out.

A clean place?

He probably understood where the inexplicable heavy blow just now came from. That was Lancelot changing the shape of the realm of the Dustless Land, expanding it in an instant, causing the effect of hitting people with a heavy hammer. Only a considerable degree of proficiency in this word spirit and an astonishing talent in the word spirit can do this. a little.

Still alive. When Lancelot saw the emperor, he actually got up and rushed forward without leaving him any time to breathe.

The emperor squatted on the ground to catch his breath and without raising his head, he raised his silver revolver and fired three shots! Three blasts!

The ballistic path of the first shot was still heading towards Lancelot's chest steadily, but the last two shots were skewed ridiculously. Probably because of the recoil, the already broken wound on the right wrist that held the gun recurred and was directly shaken out. The white bone stubble and broken skin added to the emperor's body.

With the first bullet, Lancelot activated the frontal block of the Dustless Land, causing large ripples to ripple across the front of the field.

The second and third shots passed by Lancelot and did not touch the dusty land at all. Instead, they hit the wall and the metal handle of the door, and were ignored by him.

After the first three shots and the current three shots, the six bullets in the revolver have been used up.

Just when Lancelot rushed in front of the emperor, raising his muscles and tightening his right arm to kill the opponent with a punch, he heard a crisp sound similar to breaking glass. This sound did not appear in the corridor. Only appeared in Lancelot's consciousness.

He suddenly stopped attacking, turned sideways, and spread his hands to make a dodge.

In mid-air before Lancelot's eyes, a pitch-black bullet came from behind his back, grazing the bridge of his nose at high speed and dangerously, leaving a clear blood mark!

The emperor seized the opportunity and punched Lancelot in the kidneys, causing Lancelot who was trying to avoid it to flip over and take a few steps back to stand firm with his back against the wall.

The distance widened in an instant, and the murderous intention was both prominent and fleeting.

Lancelot, who was leaning against the wall, covered his kidneys that had been severely hit. His brows were furrowed and his gaze was downwards. The blood flowed from the bridge of his nose to the sides of his cheeks, leaving traces of bends.

The silver revolver empty bullet was placed on the ground. The emperor looked up at Lancelot and showed a weird smile.

"Ricochet" is a military term, which means that when a bullet hits a smooth hard object at a certain angle, the bullet can easily rebound and hit other objects.

Lancelot heard that there once was a very powerful senior fellow in Cassel College who specialized in short-handled firearms. When he ran out of bullets, he used two bullets to calculate the bullet ejection in the alleyway. He killed three people with two shots. an enemy. He only thought it was a legend, or a matter of chance caused by luck, but now he didn't expect to see it in actual combat.

Lancelot looked at the emperor bending down from the ground and trying to stand up, and said, "It seems that you know the spirit of the Pure Land very well."

“The principle of Clean Land is to build an energy field around the user. The strength of the energy field determines the defense of Clean Land. However, few people know that the field of Clean Land is not fixed. Instead, it flows like water. For users of the Word Spirit, hybrids with strong spiritual power and considerable bloodline advantages can naturally change the shape of the Dustless Land for offense and defense like you - but this change in shape , also shows a theorem. No matter how the shape changes, the total amount of water remains unchanged."

The emperor gradually stood up straight. Although he had become a bloody man, his golden eyes showed no sign of weakening as he looked at Lancelot.

The first bullet hit Wuchen Land head-on, forcing a large number of Wuchen Land's defenses to concentrate on the front, while the second and third bullets passed by and pretended to be injured in the wrist. However, this was the real fatal trap. The two bullets overlapped with incredibly accurate ballistic refraction in the blind spot behind Lancelot, and bounced towards the back of Lancelot's head after impact.

The sound of broken glass was exactly what Lancelot sensed as the weak point behind the Dustless Land was penetrated. If he hadn't decisively given up on the emperor's last strike, he would have become the real loser at the last moment.

"You only had one chance to kill me, but you missed it." Lancelot wiped the blood from his cheek with the heel of his hand and stared at the bloody emperor.

Deep down in his heart, he still didn't understand how the emperor could still stand up with such an injury. His internal organs and blood vessels were in a state of massive bleeding. Even an 'A'-level hybrid would be unable to stand firmly at this time.

"Did you miss it? Why do I feel like I have just begun?"

The emperor smiled slowly, opened his hands, and stood in the halo of the corridor. He raised his head and gradually brought his hands together, as if hiding the halo in his palms. The palm is hollow, and the first joint of the front end of the thumb is slightly bent into the palm.

If Lancelot admits his mistake correctly, this is a tantric mudra and a Vajrayana namaste.

He took a step forward, ready to interrupt the opponent's movement.

He began to slowly chant a low and ancient dragon text. It was a chant that Lancelot had never heard before. He wanted to rush forward immediately to pursue and stop him, but a creepy feeling filled his body. His whole body made him suddenly jump back several meters away, and then he retreated in small steps until he was close to twenty meters away before stopping.

The realm of the Dustless Land evenly enveloped the whole body. Lancelot put on a challenge stance and stared at the blood-stained corridor. The bloody rag doll no longer bled. Under the strange and great consciousness, Under control, put your hands together and lower your head.

After Long Wen chanted, nothing happened. He raised his head and read out the name of the released spirit:

"Yan Ling·Qian Qiu Bi Xue."