While he was heading to his destination safely and happily, on an island not far away, a killing spree had just come to an end.
"interesting."
Eve, who was holding the broken corpse with her hands stained red, turned her back to the rising sun and smiled faintly.
The desire to kill that had just been satisfied gave him a rare peace of mind.
On the side, her men were dragging the wreckage of those unlucky people into the ship. For the life system, this kind of "perfect body" above the law level is a very high-quality and rare material.
As for the target they are competing for, the "ticket" for the next round
"Haven't it been identified yet?"
When Eve looked over, these people from the Mother Goddess Sect immediately broke out in cold sweat.
The lady in front of me is really hard to take care of.
"I found it, I found it! This is the 'Destiny Beacon', a rare item that can be used once. As long as it is unlocked in the second stage, it can ask any question."
"Anything will do?" Hearing this, Eve was full of disbelief. How could a miraculous creation involving destiny be so easy to acquire?
"The information says that it is limited to people and things within the 'Martial Fighting Festival'."
Well, it is completely useless if it is limited to this small secret realm.
But if you ask questions such as "Who is my opponent?", "Where is the 'divine grace' I want?", "Who should I choose as my opponent to go further?", under the prying eyes of "destiny"
, but you can get a fairly stable and reliable answer.
Consumables that can be used as an advantage in the next round but cannot be taken out by themselves. Items of this level are worthy of the difficulty of obtaining them.
"Really?!"
But at this moment, Eve's face was full of joy. This might be the treasure she wanted.
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"Old man Qian, I'm not telling you, this is a bit too unseemly."
"What? Is it expensive to charge you for information? You don't seem to be in need of such money, do you?"
"No, I mean, how come you bring non-combatants to the battlefield and you are not afraid that your granddaughter will die in front of you and no one will die for you?"
Lu Ping'an pointed at Qian Xiaomu, who looked unhappy, and was a little confused.
Although there are still mandatory "one-on-one" rules, some people really have no lower limit.
When the time comes, the other party will be able to "take hostages" and force Old Man Qian to admit defeat.
"hehe."
Old Man Qian smiled mysteriously and did not explain at all.
Now, Lu Ping'an understood a little bit. Looking at his sister-in-law Liang running in front, it seems that she has a certain ability to protect herself? Yes, if you are really an ordinary person, you would rather spend money to hire a temporary nanny than have to bring her with you.
on this ship.
"I challenge you"
And an even more incredible development route lies in front of Lu Ping'an.
That little girl, who looked like an elementary school girl no more than eight years old, directly challenged an adult fighter.
What’s even more incredible is that the other party not only accepted the challenge
"This is a bit ridiculous."
In just two minutes, the fight was over, and little Qian Xiaomu won easily.
She is a pure human warrior, with fast speed and exquisite movements. Although her strength is obviously insufficient, with the force-generating device on her wrist, it is enough to resist the force collision of normal warriors.
The small humanoid figure suddenly appeared like a shooting star, and it was like a mechanical and precise puppet. It easily avoided every attack. The short stature made the opponent very unaccustomed to it. At the same time, the classic combination of shrinking to the ground and adding "power" at one time was ruthless.
Severely penetrated the defense of adults.
A bottom-up uppercut perfectly created a concussion. If he hadn't been merciful, his brain might have been knocked out somewhere.
So, the unlucky guy fell down with a face full of disbelief and mentioned the wonderful experience of being "beaten by an eight-year-old girl".
When Lu Ping'an saw this scene, he felt more and more subtle. He realized that if he didn't use vines and just relied on his physical body, he would really be beaten to the ground.
Xiao Mu is obviously not a new recruit anymore. Every move is engraved with traces of hard work and talent. His movements and skills remind Lu Ping'an of one of the characteristics of a high-level monk.
"The simple movements actually erase all the extra movements. It's incredible for such a young person."
Standard fighting techniques follow a broad and comprehensive route, and each individual is different, so it is impossible for them to copy them completely.
The same skills may be practiced completely differently by different people. Being able to "reorganize" various martial arts skills at will and eliminate unnecessary movements. Each move and every style has a "target", which is considered a patent of high-level monks.
.
And this often requires a very high level of enlightened person occupation and part-time work, so that every movement is as unpredictable and impeccable as an antelope hanging its horns, which is not a state that can be achieved by just practicing hard work.
At any time, always being "simple", that is, using the simplest actions to achieve the best results, is the realm that fighters dream of.
"Is your heart as still as water?"
Although it can be regarded as a bad adjective, among the professions of fighters and monks, it is indeed very suitable to describe warriors in this realm.
This is not a big-road truck that I haven't even scratched the surface of.
"Haha, Xiaomu did it two years ago. This time, she comes here to try it. I have already retired to the second line."
Old Man Qian smiled, just like an old country man whose granddaughter was admitted to a prestigious university. Well, considering Xiaomu's current strength and future prospects, it may be more reliable than any university admitted to.
"Awesome, awesome. Where is my goal?"
But no matter how powerful the little girl is, it probably has nothing to do with Lu Ping'an.
He just came here following the information, but he didn't expect to entrust so many people. The professional information dealer did not give feedback, but the old man Qian gave an answer.
If it weren't for the signed "Life Bank Card" deed, Lu Ping'an would have thought he had played some trick to lure you into a trap.
"Grandpa, Uncle Su, I have received divine grace! I hit ten!"
"Okay, Mumu is so awesome!"
And looking at the little girl who seemed to have scored 100 points in the exam and was bragging to her parents, Lu Ping'an couldn't help but think of the joy and pride that she had just received from God.
Uh, I feel a little ashamed and embarrassed for no reason.
"I have received divine grace!"
But the little girl had already raised her head and was facing Lu Ping'an.
Raising her head, her big eyes were full of longing, and tears gradually appeared in her eyes.
"Ah, yes, that's amazing, Xiaomu, that's amazing! You actually hit ten of them, you must be a genius!"
"Haha, it's not that powerful anymore."
Seeing Lu Pingan's exaggerated performance, the little girl put her hands on her hips, feeling proud but also embarrassed at the same time.
Lu Pingan noticed that, unlike himself who was almost unscathed, the little girl's "Ten Victories" were not easy.
Not only did she have obvious wounds on her body, but her face and body were also covered in sweat. The most obvious thing was the cut on her face. Who went so far and made such a long cut on the little girl's face?
Uh, that unlucky guy was beaten to death and even more seriously injured? That's okay.
""
At this moment, looking at the wounds on the girl's face, Lu Pingan couldn't hold back.
He touched it directly with his right hand, intending to make a deferred payment.
But when her hand was about to touch it, the little girl suddenly backed away, her eyes full of fear and vigilance.
At this time, Lu Ping'an froze.
He glared at the confused old man fiercely, blaming the old man for saying something to the little girl.
However, when I turned around, I saw the girl staring at the tentacles under her body.
Lu Ping'an sighed. Sure enough, the eyes of the world are full of prejudice.
"Don't move, I'll help you treat it."
He rarely showed a gentle and kind smile and voice.
But this time, when the big hand fell, the little girl looked at him in confusion.
With a gentle pat, the fatigue and wounds disappeared without a trace. The little girl's face was full of disbelief.
"I divided your pain into three parts. If it is only one part, it will be some minor injuries at this time tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. The pain and consumption will come back, but if you treat it in stages, it should not leave you any traces.
Wound."
There was a rare tenderness on Lu Ping'an's face.
The little girl nodded and quickly ran behind her grandfather.
Lu Pingan sighed helplessly again and touched the somewhat frustrated "tentacles".