Please ask the dream

As the choice was made, Feng Xue's consciousness was invested in his body. He did not say a bunch of dirty words like the last multi-dimensional mapping, and the flat-headed man in front of him did not say much.

He was just silent, silent, and then put down the medical book in his hand.

The next moment, his long gown suddenly moved without wind, just like Wuming put down his erhu, and the power visible to the naked eye was spinning around him.

"Zhuo! It's really Hong Kong comic Fengxun brother... What about the strong swinging the knife to the stronger? I am with Daiyu burying flowers! I am weak..."

Feng Xue hadn't finished speaking when he saw the strange particle special effect wrapped around the body in the long gown. The black and red color combination formed a familiar outfit, not sure whether to call it a windbreaker or armor, and he also held a short sword in his left and right hands.

"Good fellow, this Gan Jiang Moye is a little... Red A, is it you? Damn, I remember! Red A Xun Ge Lun, right? What is this? The boomerang thrown in the previous life suddenly started to attack me?"

At this moment, Feng Xue was in a bad mood. Looking at the attack that had been thrown by Gan Jiang Moye, he had no time to mourn for this old joke. The next person to rush to the battlefield was——

"Smash Varudo!"

Time stopped at this moment, and the turntable with countless names began to spin rapidly. Looking at the double swords that were already in front of him, Feng Xue took a deep breath to calm his anger at this moment.

In fact, this joke was not well-known when he traveled through time, but the reason why he felt angry was because this joke was made up by him and a group of crazy netizens in his previous life!

Just when Feng Xue was immersed in the memories of the carefree middle school boyhood in his previous life, the roulette wheel suddenly stopped. This time, it was an acquaintance——

Ishida Akira.

"Good fellow... Uh, wait a minute, this one can't fight!" Feng Xue frowned, and suddenly felt something was wrong, because although this person is a very famous voice actor, the voice actors he voiced are either good at driving Gundam, good at playing cards, or good at being gay (cough)... Although there are some who can fight, they are all relatively marginal or old characters, either not popular enough or not expressive enough.

For example, although Gaara seems to have some fighting ability, whether it is the plot performance or the impression score, it is difficult to give people a feeling of being very good at fighting.

Just as Feng Xue was thinking, the ability after the voice actor also emerged, um, fighting spirit perception? Blood demon art?

"Oh, that name is very convoluted and it cuts the flame pillar, right?" Feng Xue was not picky about this. Since he couldn't think of a suitable one for a while, it would be good to use the collection.

Time began to flow again, and there was no time to sort out his mentality. Feng Xue stretched out his hand and waved, picking up the Yin and Yang double swords,

But hidden behind these two swords was another pair of high-speed rotating replicas!

"Hush--"

A whistle came out of his mouth, and a sword light shot from behind Feng Xue suddenly split into two, accurately knocking down the dagger, but in the time it took for these four swords, Brother Xun, wearing a red holy cloth, had already rushed in front of him.

Holding the Gan Jiang Moye that had expanded more than one circle in his hand, at that moment, Feng Xue seemed to hear the other party's chant--

Shout!

Wandering!

Morning Flowers and Evening Picking!

"Fuck! What is the three-part collection of essays, and where is "Hometown"? So this is the truth that the three-part collection of Crane Wings has four sections?" Feng Xue's soul of complaints was burning, but the long sword in his hand had already been handed out.

The blessing of the eagle gave him a much faster attack speed than he had imagined, but this sword that should have been able to block the opponent's attack was avoided as if it had predicted it!

There was no time to be surprised, because the two sword lights had already arrived in front of him, but at the moment when it was about to be chopped into three pieces, the world in Feng Xue's eyes seemed to have changed in some way--

He felt the so-called "fighting spirit".

"Here?"

A flash of sword light suddenly appeared in front of Feng Xue, and with a click, the broken blade was accompanied by a horizontal slash from Feng Xue's hands.

As if he had sensed Feng Xue's attack in advance, Red-clothed Xun Ge's body retreated violently, and the wound on Feng Xue's body that was cut by metal debris was healing quickly.

Although this character's combat power is average, his immortality is still good.

"Is this flowing power Dou Qi?"

Feng Xue felt the flowing aura on Red-clothed Xun Ge's body, and couldn't help frowning, because he found that the perception seemed to be not only from the ability drawn from Kao Ge's Fury, but also from his left hand?

"Is this the blessing of that lady?" Feng Xue immediately thought of the rune that the lady had drawn on her left hand with blood before. Although the rune had disappeared at this time, the feeling of having an extra sense on his hand made him clearly aware of its existence.

Thinking of the lady's ability to extract vitality, Feng Xue vaguely understood the essence of this so-called fighting spirit perception. Perhaps this is not the traditional fighting spirit, murderous spirit, or something like that, but a judgment of the flow of vitality.

"Next time, it's this way!"

Feng Xue narrowed his eyes, and suddenly waved his left hand. The shovel that suddenly appeared in his palm trembled, and the metal shovel head accurately resisted the red-clothed Xun brother who suddenly went around.

"Sure enough!" Feng Xue seemed to have found a way to pass this level, and sword lights suddenly fell from the sky.

However, the pre-reading obtained by relying on the sense of fighting spirit and vitality sense could only equal the "eyes, hands, and heart" of Brother Xun in red, and just when he thought he could use the architect's changeable fighting methods When he was victorious, a cyan sword light that was just like him fell from the sky.

“Bring the doctrine!”

"[Zhongyuan Yayin]!" Feng Xue angrily spat out his hometown dialect and glared at Brother Xun in red who began to copy his own fighting style. His whole body felt bad. He had something that others had, but others had something that he didn't. This How to fight?

If she could save some time to read the message, Feng Xue could try the three hundred stone bow sniping method, but the current situation is that as long as she makes a little preparation to charge up, she will be interrupted immediately by the opponent.

"I still have poor melee skills. Next time I accidentally enter Qimeng, I must find someone who is good at melee combat. If not, I have to practice multiple attacks! The current method of two flat attacks and one combo is too easy to predict. !”

Feng Xue was secretly furious in her heart while thinking about ways to defeat the enemy. The collection he drew this time did not include any supermodels. Although Brother Kao's Fury was outrageous, this time he was given a famous female voice. It’s also a professional shopper who won’t be obtrusive…

Wait, Xiao Shou...

"Zhuo, isn't there another one?"

Feng Xue felt as if he had been hit in the back of the head by a laser sniper rifle. A flash of light flashed in his mind. As the image became three-dimensional in his mind, he suddenly stopped and opened his hands as if embracing the world. Brother Xun in red slashed his sword with two swords and shouted——

"Beethoven's Ninth Symphony, fourth movement, play it for me!"

The next moment, the sound came!