The fire of desire is burning brightly, just like my youth. It seems that it is only a matter of time before someone as handsome as me is baked into an even more handsome meatloaf. God is not kind to me either, and a strange wind blows from the plains.
Due to the intensity of the fire, I, who was in extremely poor health, was instantly knocked unconscious by the thick smoke.
"Miss Zixiu, I also want to be with you forever, but...but..."
Poof~~~~~~~~~~~After a huge explosion, I suddenly turned into a piece of shit...
ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
With a scream, I suddenly sat up from the bed.
"Don't move! Oh, look, this eye is drawn crookedly!" In front of me is no longer the beautiful and crazy purple-sleeved sister, but a smiling old man with a sheep head, and he is messing with my head with a strange pen.
Painting. This reminds me of the horrific incident that happened not long ago. (The incident of killing monsters with strange pen graffiti)
"Old... uncle! What do you want to do?" I asked in panic. (Of course, it was a long time before I realized that I had recovered my ability to speak.)
"Don't move. Now close your eyes. I will explain it to you in detail later." The old man's kind tone actually gave people a strange feeling of having to obey.
So I had to close my eyes and felt that the old man was constantly drawing something on my body (face) with a pen. Then I thought of Zixiu...
"Okay!" I was thinking wildly when the old man's cheerful voice suddenly sounded in my ears, and then...
thump!
The old man unexpectedly threw me into a large water tank, but what was inside was not pure water, but a strange acid-like liquid that was a thousand times more powerful than the acid on my body!
Ah~~~~~~~~~I let out a scream and wanted to jump out of the water tank...but as soon as my head popped up, the old man knocked it back with a cane.
After doing this several times, I finally gave up. Could it be that my old man also wanted to make me into sauerkraut and serve it as a dinner party? The world has changed, it really has changed! Slime monsters have also become a popular food. However, before I could be proud, a violent burst
The pain caused me to pass out again. What a terrible life I had!
I don’t know how long it took, but I was suddenly woken up by a large basin of ice water. When I opened my eyes, I saw that the old man was holding another basin of water and wanted to greet me...
Ah~~~Ah chirp~~~~~~~
It seems that I must have a bad cold this time, but fortunately, I did not turn into a sauerkraut. Haha...
"Oh? My little friend, you finally woke up! Haha... don't worry, the special training in hell is just starting now!"
Why does the old man say the same incomprehensible words as Zi Xiu? Could it be that he is also broken in love? I also thought... I couldn't help but open my eyes... Hey, why is my vision different?
"Haha... you feel a little different?" As he said that, the old man handed me a mirror. Ah! My big eyes turned into two squinting small eyes! It always felt a little weird.
"Old man, where did my cute big eyes go?" My voice became a little excited.
"I hid it. This is the first skill I gave you. The cool way to say it is ghost eyes, and the more common way to say it is to open the skylight. Children, do you have any questions?" The old man seemed a little curious about my excitement.
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"No, it's nothing! I just suddenly realized that I have become so handsome, and I am still not used to it!" As I said that, I suddenly felt a little embarrassed to face such a good-looking myself, and I actually turned red with joy.
"Ha! What a spirited child. Now let me give you your first lesson."
"Oh? What class are you taking?" I looked back and forth in the mirror like a narcissist.
Bang! The old man's crutch hit me hard again, and the pain made me cry. Then the old man's voice sounded in my ears again: "Although I have retired, I was once a mercenary! Since I agreed to Yoshitsune
I will never make a mistake if I help you, but I will only help you until the start of the Super Mercenary Tournament."
"Ah!" Then I remembered that there was indeed such a thing: "But what is the Super Mercenary Tournament? Isn't it called the Dark Mercenary Selection Test? Also, where did the old man hide my original eye?
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"Twelve years!" After the old man said this to me, I suddenly realized. It has indeed been another sixty years, and the world's grandest martial arts tournament is about to begin.
The old man said to me: "I also know that you can't learn anything in the mercenary training school. I left you here because I wasn't sure I could teach you well a month ago. In fact, I didn't know anything about soft-bodied creatures earlier.
Growth methods. But after a month of research and observation of your activities, I have some ideas about training methods. By the way, I will introduce you to a new friend."
As he said that, the old man took a big step to the side, and a middle-aged ghost who looked about forty years old appeared in my eyes. This ghost was wearing a shabby and simple cloth, but when I looked closely, I felt that it was very...
Neat. He has shoulder-length hair, a tall build, wide ears and narrow eyes, and a not-very-long beard on his chin. When he smiles, three deep wrinkles appear on his forehead. But these are not considered
Especially, the most special thing is that his two hands were tied behind his back with a light rope, and his right foot was also locked with a golden shackle. The shackle seemed to be very heavy, making him limp when he walked.
Turning around is very difficult.
"Haha, kid, this is Mr. Erlian, a well-known figure in our demon world. I'll ask him to analyze your abilities."
"Mr. 2 Negative!!!!!" I couldn't help but gasp when I heard the old man's introduction! This is indeed Mr. 2 Negative, who is ranked fifth on the hero list. He is a heavenly hero on the hero list! If it weren't for the old man
If he was lying, I must be dreaming! Because his understatement sounded like he was asking Mr. Zhang next door to send me a pack of straw paper.
Mr. Erhui was famous all over the world more than fifty years before he became famous. His most powerful weapons are the speed of his feet and the ability to control equipment with both hands. Although he ranks fifth in overall strength, his speed and skills are not.
He was recognized as unparalleled in the world and gained the reputation of a powerful god. However, he disappeared for unknown reasons twenty years ago. I heard that he died, and I also heard that he was living in seclusion to study a higher ability.
However, ten years ago, he tied his hands behind his back and appeared in the aerial arena with his right foot. From then on, Daxing Shen was known as Er Fu (carrying two shackles). At that time, Mr. Er Negi claimed that he would show everyone the next day.
The world announces a new theory that can change the world. (Because the aerial arena has the best broadcast facilities in the world).
But the next day, a member of the Taiyi Special Forces suddenly appeared at the venue and attacked Mr. Erfu without saying anything. However, Mr. Erfu's ability was not as good as before and he was completely invincible. Fortunately, his old friend, the tenth on the hero list,
Ming Wuyou, one of the two heroes named Xuan Ming, arrived in time, and he was able to escape unscathed and disappeared again.
So everyone called his bluff. If he really developed any new abilities, how could he have no room to fight back against members of the Taiyi Special Forces? From then on, his ranking on the hero list plummeted, and he finally dropped to thirteenth place.
Ten years ago, I had just qualified as a bright mercenary, and I happened to be participating in a commercial fight in the aerial arena that day. So I was very excited to attend the large-scale lecture held by Mr. Erhui that day, and witnessed the fierce battle. As
An alien among warriors, I seem to have a good impression of Mr. Second Negative, because I can vaguely understand Mr. Second Negative's intention to bind his own limbs. Because he must firmly believe that his innovative new theory is faster and more controllable than what he was originally proud of.
The art is a hundred times greater.
Although Mr. Erfu was always at a disadvantage when fighting the killer from the Taiyi Special Forces and had no room to fight back. But I vaguely felt that his tactics were very clever. Perhaps it could be said that Mr. Erfu had broken free at that time.
A certain kind of restraint has risen to a whole new level. This coincides with my self-created combat theory, but Mr. Erhui's understanding is much higher than mine.
Later, Ming Wuyou, the fiery black spirit king, jumped out and rescued Mr. Two Negatives. As a result, I, who was learning new skills from Mr. Second Negatives' tricks, lost an excellent opportunity to improve my abilities. But today, I was able to compete with Mr. Second Negatives.
Standing face to face, we must ask Mr. Erhui many questions.
"This little brother, can you calm down and release your telekinesis for me to see?" After ten years of not seeing each other, Mr. Erfu is still so personable. To be precise, he should be more like everyone else.
