Right on Target

The host shouted to stir up the atmosphere: "The hermit is also a 'fantasy' player! Look at his back, what is that? Wow..." He started the automatic search in an exaggerated cry, and magically grabbed it from the back of his head. He took out a stack of papers, hung them in the air, and said, "It turned out to be an Asura who originated from Buddhism in the old world!"

Because it was a stand-in, there was very little information about Xie Zhenshu, and he deliberately concealed it, so the host could only act on the spot.

The heavily made-up clown squeaked and threw the paper to the virtual arena. Those papers turned into streamers, which quickly went out again. His face was full of excitement, and he danced with his hands: "This is a rare avatar! Audience friends, what a wonderful experience tonight! Look at that statue..."

The hermit knocked on the partition excitedly, but Su Heting couldn't hear him. He has a calm expression of "I knew it earlier", but his tail is shaking restlessly, his heart is pounding, and he can't wait to get up immediately and change himself into a cool and invincible avatar.

Xie Zhenshu's Asura has three evil faces, which are "anger", "hate" and "reckless killing". Among them, "reckless killing" is glaring, with a cannon barrel in his mouth, holding a knife in one hand and a whip in the other. , full of murderous intent; "loathing" with stern eyebrows and closed lips, it carries the shield with one hand, and executes tactics with the other, watching coldly from the sidelines; Holding a gun, he burst into anger.

Standing silently on three sides, it is even more terrifying.

Fei Yi was still on the stage, his two bodies that had grown too much were already inhuman. When the huge body slid, there was a "cluck, boom, boom" sound, as if there were long mechanical legs running. There was no expression on his snakelike head, but his eyes were dull, as if he didn't take Asura seriously.

But as Fei Yi's body slipped out of the darkness, Su Heting couldn't help but leaned back, it was too big! It was like two giant pythons occupying the arena, crowding out all the fringes.

There was no sound at the scene.

Su Heting was not connected to the electrodes, and he felt out of breath just by looking at it with the naked eye. Fat Yi's scales squeezed in front of his eyes, because they were so lifelike, Su Heting even saw his blurred figure on the scales as big as his head when he passed by.

The sound of "crack bang bang" is getting closer.

Su Heting saw Fei Yi's six legs, which were mechanical legs nearly five or six meters high. The joints shone with a unique luster of metal, and they were struggling against Fei Yi's two snake bodies.

In pursuit of gigantism, this guy's virtual body has been completely out of balance, not to mention fighting, just moving is a bit laborious. His head appeared extremely small in comparison with his body, causing people to look over suddenly, as if there were two headless pythons swimming on the field.

Fei Yi finally stopped, his raised front was more than 20 meters high, comparable to a small building. The brown spots on the scales of his snake body are as big as an adult, pointing in a straight line on the back of the two bodies, like a pair of eyes on his back.

Su Heting's strange feeling when he hit King Shen came to his mind again.

"Hermit," Fei Yi's voice is loud, it doesn't seem to come from the head, he has a bit of a big tongue, "Please...please enlighten me."

Xie Zhenshu didn't move his hand holding the knife, as if he didn't hear it.

"Hit me," Fei Yi dragged his right tail and swung it against the invisible wall of the arena, his tone dry, "I'll let you do it."

The word "Let" seemed to have stimulated Xie Zhenshu, not only did he not go up, he even took half a step back. He raised his ghost-faced helmet and didn't speak, as if he was looking at Fei Yi through the helmet, urging him silently.

The host said "haha" in embarrassment, and said, "The two contestants are very humble, why don't we draw—"

Before the host finished speaking, Fei Yi's predecessor had already suppressed him with a loud bang, and he said, "I've accepted it!"

The surrounding rain burst and splashed, as if it had collapsed.

Xie Zhenshu stayed where he was, and pressed down the handle of the knife with his left hand. Asura behind him suddenly turned around, showing "hate and hate".

Then there was a "boom"!

Disgusted raised his arm to block, smashed the steel shield in front of Xie Zhenshu, and blocked the fat body for him with a tilted way.

Fat Yi's body was stuck, his face turned violent, and he hung his head to Xie Pillow Book.

Xie Zhenshu put his left hand lightly, and the "Wrath" on Asura's left immediately roared, raised the single-port cannon barrel with one hand, pointed it at Fat Yi's head, and blasted a shocking cannon!

"Boom!"

Fat Yi's head was crooked, but his face and neck were covered with fine scales, which, like the Viper, could withstand such short-distance bombardment.

Xie Zhenshu's ghost-faced helmet has two horns, and a small bell hangs from one side. He pressed down the handle again, and the bell rang softly. "Wrath" was furious immediately, and fired another shot at Fei Yi.

This time, Fei Yi's eyes were closed tightly, and the scales on his cheeks were blown off a little, bleeding a little. He opened his mouth first, then let out a roar, and the triangular implant in the back of his head immediately opened.

A strong wind struck behind Xie Zhenshu, and one of the fat snake's tails swung like a thousand horses, and it was drawn from behind. The "hate" in Asura's three phases glared at the snake's tail, then smashed the shield, and blocked it again!

I saw the shield standing upright, colliding with Fat Yi's giant tail, sparking dazzling sparks. The impact of the two huge objects shocked the audience, and the rain was blown all around by the strong wind, splashing on the faces of the audience.

Fei Yi scolded, "Broken Shield!"

Yinluo swept across the other tail, blowing the rainwater from the side, rolling towards Xie Pillow Book.

"Oh," the host watched the battle intently, and blurted out, "Dangerous! Fei Yi has two bodies!"

"Abhorrence" just pressed over the shield, pushed the shield down, and collided with Fei Yi. Feiyi's tail was equipped with a foot, and the mechanical foot pressed against the shield, and suddenly deformed, the sole of the foot split into metal claws, and grabbed the shield. The gear on the ankle turned, and the metal claws twisted with a "click", trying to remove the shield of "Abomination".

The bell on the corner of Xie Pillow book rang again.

The cannon barrel in "Huan Sha"'s mouth was bright, as if roaring angrily, and a cannon shot hit Fat Yi's mechanical leg. The mechanical feet were smashed by shells, the gears flew wildly, and fell into the rain.

Asura Sanxiang glared and waved his arms at the same time, as if scolding Fei Yi for being bold!

Fei Yi screamed when the mechanical leg was blown to pieces, retracted both tails, and retreated into the darkness. He moaned in pain, the body of the snake was like a rolling black wave, forming a circle around Xie Zhenshu with a distance of more than ten meters. The rainwater on the ground made ripples, hitting Xie Zhenshu's calf with Fei Yi's circle.

Xie Zhenshu's ghost-faced helmet was slightly crooked, and the bell swayed slightly, as if he didn't understand what Fei Yi was doing.

Fat Yi's hexapod ruined one, and the left side of the body crawled a bit slower. He was still moaning, slurring words that suddenly sounded like whimpers, echoing through the hall.

"It hurts.

"I have broken my leg.

"Please, please, please, don't fight, I want-"

Fat Yi shrank, his eyes rolled around, and a little bloodshot appeared. He sweated a little, his eyes stinging, and tears came out. But he was still staring, as if he was looking at something. When he fixed his eyes, his expression suddenly changed, showing a crazy expression, and he shouted nervously: "I want to win!"

This sound resounded throughout the arena.

There was no longer any fear on Fei Yi's face. He chanted the phrase "I want to win", and the two snake tails on the left and right attacked at the same time, and drew Xie Zhenshu. He stretched his head forward, his heavy body thundered forward, and was crushed out.

Asura greeted the enemy with "wrath", raised his arms, and fired guns. The light cannon of the single barrel shot out first, hitting Fat Yi's head with a "boom". Fat Yi opened his mouth and let out a "sizzling" sound, ignoring the pain, and rushed out of the flames that exploded—

The machine gun in the other hand of "Wrath" turned sharply, and the semi-automatic multi-barreled guns spit out flames, and the bullets bombarded Fei Yi's face like a shower.

The scales on Fat Yi's head fell off one after another, and he howled loudly. The two heavy snake tails fell down after a long time, and hit nothing.

Xie Zhenshu did not move at all, as if he was answering Fei Yi's opening sentence "let me do it".

The Rage's high-firing machine gun empties out its bullets, dropping casings everywhere. Asura turned around, revealed "disgust", and stared at Fei Yi indifferently.

Fei Yi choked up and cried loudly. He had no human form, and couldn't wipe the blood and tears off his face. He just shouted in vain: "Surrender, I don't want to continue. Hermit, listen to me, I don't want to kill people."

The host said: "I have said a long time ago that Feiyi players are not popular players who like to see blood. They have persuaded their opponents to surrender many times in the game..."

Fei Yi kept crying, as if the bravery just now was an illusion. His spirit was not quite right, and his several shouts were quite fragmented, and it seemed that the two separate avatars also affected his consciousness.

He bulged his back while talking, Su Heting saw the familiar venom line, just like the trick used by the Viper, the triangle propped up by his head was implanted in the body to store venom, passed through the back hanging tube, and divided into two bodies.

But soon, Fei Yi proved that he was different from the Viper, his venom suddenly got stuck at the brown spots on his back.

"Fat Yi's six legs follow the rules, because that's not his sharp weapon, audience friends," the host became excited, and even leaned out half of his body, with a frenzy on his face, "he still has four metal wings—"

The host's voice faltered, and the brown spots on Fat Yi's back burst open immediately, and two pairs of protruding metal wings protruded amidst the venom spray.

The hermit let out an "Ah" in disgust.

The two pairs of metal wings stretched out suddenly, shaking open in mid-air, forming four rows of shiny pointed spear fans. Fei Yi was still crying, and leaned forward, saying, "If you don't surrender, you can only die."

The metal wing grew instantly, and threw it towards Xie Zhenshu with a "bang bang bang". Asura relied on the shield of "loathing" to resist, but this time the shield only shattered once, and it shattered.

No one could stand against Fat's metal wings, these pointed spears piercing Xie Zhenshu among the chaotic diamond-shaped fragments of the shield.

The bell on Xie Zhenshu's ghost corner was shaken by the wind, but his hand was steady, and he drew the knife suddenly.

This was the only time he drew his sword tonight.

The cold light of the two knives was cold, and Ashura turned around in an instant, and the face of "reckless killing" appeared head-on, with an astonishing killing intent on his face. Following Xie Zhenshu's movements, the giant black shadows swung their knives together!

The falling spears all broke off, Fei Yi had no time to move, and Asura's blade was already in front of him.

The fierce wind in the arena swooped, making the audience almost blindfolded.

Boom!

Xie Zhenshu has already closed the knife.

Fat Yi's head rolled off and landed near him.