Han Sen was originally worried about how to convince Li Xunlun and Brother Feili, but now that Qi Xiuwen volunteered to join them, Han Sen was naturally happy to save some effort.
It is not easy to convince Li Xunlun and Feili Ge. At the very least, they must find a way to solve the silver beetle problem. Otherwise, neither Li Xunlun nor Feili Ge will be able to attack the Royal Sanctuary again.
Han Sen returned to the Alliance, and the Ever-Sighing Goddess was still undergoing indefinite repairs, which made him doubt his career as a professional soldier and whether he would have the opportunity to go on another mission.
The unicorn was crawling around in a cage Han Sen had set up, but its movement was very slow.
Han Sen lay aside and watched for a while. He really couldn't figure out whether this was the crystal core technology invented by the Crystal Clan or a life form of the Crystal Clan.
If it was crystal core technology, Han Sen didn't see the use of such a weak guy. If it was the life of the Crystal Clan, how could the Crystal Clan who created a splendid civilization not have advanced wisdom.
Han Sen read a lot of books about the Crystal Clan, but he still couldn't find any precedent for the One-horned Immortal.
"Still reading? Have you found out the origin of this little thing?" Ji Yanran walked in, lying next to Han Sen, looking at the rhinoceros on the table.
"No, I have no clue at all." Han Sen shook his head slightly, turned to look at Ji Yanran next to him, and said with a smile: "My Captain Ji, how come you have time to see me today?"
"Don't be angry. I've been a little busy recently. I'm sorry. I know you're the best." Ji Yanran reached out and pinched Han Lin's cheeks with her beautiful hands, and said with a smile: "Your skin really makes all women jealous. After all, what's wrong with you?"
What kind of magic elixir is there? Hurry up and give it to me to take some."
"There is no magic pill." Han Sen spread his hands helplessly.
"I don't believe it. You didn't take medicine or use perfume. Where did the fragrance on your body come from? Don't tell me that a smelly man has body odor." Ji Yanran put her face close to Han Sen's neck and sniffed it a few times.
, I suddenly felt a faint fragrance entering my nose, which was indescribably refreshing.
Han Sen was about to say something, but suddenly he trembled. Ji Yanran stretched out her little tongue and licked his neck quickly, pinched his chin and teased: "Little beauty, tell the truth quickly, otherwise don't blame me.
Cruel and ruthless."
"Hmph, I would rather die than surrender." Han Sen said righteously.
"Then don't blame me for being ruthless." Ji Yanran bit Han Sen's neck with her small mouth, biting up the neck, leaving a row of tooth marks on Han Sen's neck and cheeks, and finally sealed it with red lips
Han Sen's mouth.
…
Han Sen felt refreshed and practiced the Double Flying Swordsmanship for a while in the training room, then logged into Skynet and entered the official fighting platform.
It has been a long time, and this time when he went online again, no one kept inviting him to play. It seemed that he had given up. After all, waiting for too long had no results, and no one would have the patience to wait.
several months.
Han Sen chose random matching and was quickly matched with an opponent.
When the man saw Han Sen's ID, he was stunned. When he realized it, he was overjoyed. His first reaction was to send a group text message to his friends: "Guys, I've been matched with a gold coin for killing. Come and see."
"Holy crap, is it really true?"
"Old Wang, you didn't lie to me, did you?"
"right away."
"Really that b-god?"
Immediately, many people entered the room to watch the battle. After seeing Han Sen's ID, they were overjoyed and quickly sent messages to their friends.
"Dude, come and take a look, God B has appeared again."
"God B strikes again, come here quickly."
…
One pass to ten, ten to one hundred, and soon the viewing platform was filled with people.
Han Sen originally thought that after such a long time, he would be able to fight quietly, but unexpectedly he was matched with an opponent. The countdown was not over yet, and the viewing platform was already crowded with people.
When the countdown ended, Han Sen entered the fighting arena with the man. When the man saw Han Sen, he said directly: "God B, although I like your fighting style very much, I will not be merciful and I will try my best.
Defeating you is the greatest respect for you."
"That's great." Han Sen said in a dumbfounded voice. It was just a virtual battle. Is it necessary to be so good at it?
After the man finished speaking, he punched Han Sen. The punch was very fast and had a strong sense of sprinting.
"You're doing pretty well with your small punch." Han Sen moved his feet and dodged the man's punch.
Small punch is a boxing technique mainly based on punches in Sanda. Although it is not as fast as the jab, small punch is the most important routine. After a combination of small punches, the person who can hit him often has no way to fight back.
He can only defend passively.
"Haha, God B, you have been fooled. What I practice is not small punches, but mechanical boxing." As he said that, the man's whole body started to move, as if his whole body had suddenly become a murderous weapon, no matter the punch,
The feet, back, head, elbows, hips, hips, legs, and knees all became terrifying weapons, launching an all-round violent attack on Han Sen.
Han Sen was slightly surprised. He didn't expect to meet a master of mechanical boxing. Although mechanical boxing is one of the most popular boxing techniques in modern times, it is difficult to learn and master, and requires a high level of physical fitness and familiarity of the user. Therefore, it is really difficult to master mechanical boxing.
There are not many mechanical boxing masters.
Mechanical boxing emphasizes treating the body as a machine and exerting all the performance of this machine as much as possible. No matter which part of the body is used in combat.
Han Sen even watched a video where a master of mechanical boxing killed an opponent of the same level with only his hair. His skill was really weird.
Originally, Han Sen thought that this guy whose ID was a dancer was a bit frivolous, and thought he would practice some relatively large-scale martial arts, but he didn't expect that it would be a delicate and weird mechanical fist.
The dancer's whole body attacks continuously, and the ferocity of the attack is unmatched by other boxing techniques.
The fist moves and the elbow moves, the elbow moves and the shoulder moves, and the shoulder moves and the body moves. When the dancer is close to Han Sen, she attacks almost continuously. Her skills are extremely weird, but her fluidity is outrageous.
Under such a violent and strange offensive, Han Sen could only retreat again and again, constantly dodging the dancer's attacks.
"What a powerful mechanical punch. Who is that dancer? It's so powerful. It even beat God B so hard that he had no chance to fight back."
"You don't even know him? He came third in the last Alliance Evolution Boxing Competition. His mechanical boxing is absolutely stunning."
"So strong?"
"There are no weaklings in the divine-blood nobles. Anyone who can match God B must be a master."
The dancer was secretly proud. This was the effect he wanted. If he could defeat God B, his fame would be even greater.
However, if the dancer wants to make a name for himself, it is not a matter of vanity. His family owns a martial arts gym and teaches mechanical boxing. The dancer just wants to take this opportunity to become famous for the mechanical boxing and his own martial arts gym.