After a low growl, Sanx's pupils were magnifying.

He is one of the few soldiers who can fuse advanced serum.

The higher the serum level, the more stringent the transformation requirements are.

Quasi-strategic soldiers like him need to sleep for a year before they wake up.

If you can't wake up, you will be lying in the test warehouse for the rest of your life and becoming a vegetable.

There are many such vegetative people in the secret laboratory of M Country.

He and Simmstrong are both lucky ones, and of course this luck is based on strong strength.

Completely fused with advanced serum, and through special fusion and transformation, the cords and bones have reached a certain level.

The authorities of the country M classify Chinese military power. There is a special kind of ancient martial artist who can achieve great success in external strength, small internal strength, medium strength, great success, half-step realm transformation, and master of realm transformation.

Corresponding to the power that can be burst out, the external force is 500 kilograms of attack power, the internal force is small, 1000 kilograms, the medium, 1500 kilograms, the large, 2000 kilograms, the half-step 2500, the Grandmaster of the Realm, 3000 kilograms...

And he himself, that is, 1,500 kilograms, can barely reach 1,800-2,000 kilograms of power to stimulate the serum.

But such power could not resist the other party, but was punched away by the other party.

The other party is not the master of the Transformation Realm!

But he did not even have thunder sounds, so how could he reach the realm of a master of the Transformation Realm?

You should know that in their country, such a real superhero is a real superhero.

Zhang Lu shook his head and smiled, saying, "Have you ever heard of cannibalism?"

Sanx felt insulted, his face turned red, he didn't care about being embarrassed, and rolled on the spot, with an extra dagger in his hand.

Whoosh.

Sanx was like a strong cheetah, culling continuously, and the dagger in his hand turned into the sharpest fangs, flashing through sharp edges.

He had a very rich combat experience. He used to kill a company holding a gun in Leah with a dagger.

He is different from a comprehensive soldier like Lao Hu. He is not bad at shooting, but the strongest one is fighting.

Although he is not as strong as the opponent, he is in his hand and no matter how powerful he is, he cannot beat the sharp dagger with his fist.

Squirt.

The dagger turned into the deadliest weapon in his hands.

It suddenly turned into the sharpest tip of the spear, stabbing the opponent's heart and eyes.

It suddenly turned into a sharp blade, tangentially facing the other person's neck.

It suddenly turned into a sharp sword, specifically picking the opponent's hand tendons and feet.

The move is fatal, very vicious, and there is no stagnation in the transition, just like a flowing flow.

However, after more than ten moves, Sanx switched three fighting techniques in succession, and became more and more shocked. Not only did he not touch the corner of the other party's clothes, his eyelids were fighting at this critical moment, and the dagger he waved became heavier and heavier.

Sanx felt like he had entered a strange state and was extremely shocked.

What's going on?

The body actually feels uncontrollable.

On the battlefield of life and death, a soldier king like him has encountered too many terrifying opponents.

But no one has ever felt powerless like the person in front of him.

Simstrong, Lao Hu, Mbale, Lov and others next to him were always paying attention to the situation of the battle.

Sanx's strangeness completely fell into their seriousness. At this moment, Sanx, like drinking, started a drunken fist.

"How could this happen? What methods did this mysterious man use?" The group of people were secretly surprised.

The special forces around were at a loss. Sanx was knocked away by a punch, and the opponent rushed up, smashed his feet, and knelt on the ground with both legs.

They were so shocked that they couldn't shout a word, and their eyes were almost dull.

Now Sanx's figure staggered, and such a strange scene, he rubbed his eyes one by one, and couldn't believe it!

The members of swat, worried about the safety of the captain, asked anxiously: "Captain Sims, what's wrong with our captain?"

Simstrong did not answer, but asked the old fox: "What do you think, old fox?"

The old fox looked solemn and pondered for a moment: "It seems like he is drunk, but in the fight, this state must be the other party's method."

"It's probably some kind of hallucinogenic drug! Just..."

Simstrong shook his head and said, "Our bodies have been modified by advanced serum and have certain resistance to drugs and hallucinogenic drugs that cannot affect our minds."

"I think so too, but I can't explain it except this." The old fox shook his head.

"Look at his eyes! The problem seems to be here." Simstrong was also puzzled, but his intuition told him that the other party had a problem with his pupils.

But the eyes can affect a person, and they are also the strong-minded soldier king.

How is this possible?

Simstrong was questioning his judgment in his heart.

Several soldiers were silent. Under the cold faces, there was a turbulent undercurrent.

In Zhang Lu's mind, seven colors of flowers bloomed and swayed in competition, gradually integrating into his fighting skills.

With the current 19 attributes, it can burst out with 1,900 kilograms of force. Once Cunjin explodes, it can reach more than 3,000 kilograms within 19 minutes.

Of course, there is no need for such violent power to deal with Sanks.

I had a explosive force attack just now, and my legs were slightly numb. My broken legs had not been completely healed, and I didn't want to be violent and cause physical burden.

Therefore, Zhang Lu simply used the King of War as a target of human flesh and practiced the seven-color flower fighting.

The eyes are the window of the soul, and the hypnosis of the seven-color flowers was previously displayed through the eyes.

But now, Zhang Lu wants to integrate the seven-color flowers into the battle.

The bullfighting Red, with one punch, the strength increased.

Sunshine Orange makes every attack fearless and not afraid of any opponent.

The Eternal Blue calmly examines the situation of the battle, like a sophisticated instrument, making the most correct judgment.

The tranquility green is filled with blood during the battle, and it is easy to get lost. This green keeps the heart calm.

...

Gradually, the seven colors merged.

Swish swish swish swish.

Sanx was shocked, his pupils wide open as if they were about to crack. In front of him, there were 7 figures, real and real, and it was impossible to tell which one was true.

Sanx's movements paused, and then the swaying seven figures were all united.

The person in front of him seemed to have turned into a huge seven-colored color, he is the flower, and the flower is him.

Sanx roared, and the dagger suddenly stabbed.

Zhang Lu shook slightly, and as the tree shaking shadow moved, his body passed by with a dagger, instantly like an eagle rushing into a rabbit, capturing Sanks' neck.

Immediately, he lifted Sanks, who was nearly 200 pounds with one hand, looked at Tang Xinyi and said, "Girl, why did he bully you? Tell me!"

Tang Xinyi had been tired for several days and nights. When she heard such words, she felt warm inside and almost kept tears in her eyes. She stared at Zhang Lu in a daze.
Chapter completed!