Electromagnetic Tyrant

Ji Xinghuo opened his opponent's information and was in anonymous mode just like himself, unable to see any information.

However, you can still see something from the opponent's character.

In order to ensure that people can display their best strength, people's roles on the martial arts platform are generally models based on their own body scans.

This means that her figure in reality is most likely similar to the character in front of her.

"A woman who is 1.8 meters tall..."

Ji Xinghuo sighed in admiration, this was as tall as himself.

Even in the 23rd century, it is rare for women to grow this tall.

Moreover, the other party's figure is almost perfect. He is fat where he should be fat and thin where he should be thin. His curves fit the golden ratio, especially his long legs, which are straight, tall, strong and light. Just standing there makes him feel pleasing to the eye.

The countdown has begun.

Ji Xinghuo put aside the messy thoughts and walked step by step towards the light curtain in the middle like he had done in more than a thousand games before, facing his opponent directly, trying to put pressure on her.

This is absolute confidence in strength and shows a strong desire to attack.

As soon as Ji Xinghuo took a step, she also moved.

They were both moving towards each other, as if they were running in both directions. Upon noticing this, both sides stopped and carefully observed their opponents again. Then in the next second, he continued to move forward at the same time, not deterred by the fact that his opponent had the same choice as himself.

Across the light curtain, the two people walked, stopped, and moved in perfect synchrony, as if they were looking into a mirror.

But this time, neither of them stopped.

10, 9, 8…

When the countdown reached zero, the light curtain disappeared, and the two were only three steps apart. Their swords moved in unison, and they instantly got close to attacking each other.

As soon as Ji Xinghuo made a move, he realized that she was faster than him.

Her sword would hit herself half a step faster.

He immediately changed the direction of the sword, changing it from cutting to breaking. The blade struck the opponent's long sword, trying to parry the sword, and then sliced ​​the opponent's arm.

Just as the swords were about to collide, the sword suddenly spun counter-clockwise and fell into failure.

The long sword was like a poisonous snake, bypassing the sword and stabbing Ji Xinghuo's abdomen from below, while she slapped the blade with her bare hand, her palm full of strength, not afraid of the sharpness of the blade at all.

"Iron shirt strength."

Ji Xinghuo recognized it and turned sideways in time, letting the long sword pass through his abdomen within a hair's breadth.

The sword in his hand turned back, the handle sank, and he hit the opponent's knee with the handle, making a muffled sound. Because of the collision between her knees and the handle of the knife, she was unable to exert force on her hands. The sword failed to cut through Ji Xinghuo's abdomen and only cut through his clothes.

Ji Xinghuo took advantage of the situation and stepped to her side.

Cut it out with one knife.

The sword cut through an afterimage, and the opponent dodged almost at the same time. Ji Xinghuo noticed that a long sword was hitting his ribs, so he dodged again.

Every sword failed.

But this is just the beginning.

Ji Xinghuo dodged four times in a row and struck out with his sword four times. Each one was more fierce than the last, but the opponent could always dodge to avoid it at the last moment, and immediately launched a counterattack against him. Each sword was faster than the last, forcing him to He could only counterattack with another flash step.

The two sides were going back and forth, with swords and swords covering a radius of several meters. They exchanged positions many times, and dangers abounded.

However, a series of attacks failed to cause any damage.

Even the swords have never touched each other.

Ji Xinghuo was extremely surprised. With his microscopic perception, he was always aware of everything going on around him, but he was a little helpless against this opponent.

Every slash he made was slightly different, and it was by no means a random slash based on speed.

Sometimes fast and sometimes slow, the knife is drawn alternately.

However, she was always able to make correct judgments, and her reactions were incredibly fast. She never showed any flaws from beginning to end, nor did she fall into the trap of being exhausted on defense. Instead, she combined defense with offense and launched a sharper attack on herself. Fight back.

In a sudden thought, Ji Xinghuo disappeared again, but it was no longer a flash step.

Shunpo!

As if teleporting, he passed through the opponent's sword light, his whole body unscathed, and the tip of the sword was like a poisonous snake burrowing into her heart.

In the eyes of most people, there is no difference between flash step and instant step, both are equally fast.

But in the eyes of experts, the two are worlds apart.

There was finally a slight fluctuation in her eyes, but she was not shocked, just a little surprised. She still kept calm, her body retreated violently, and she actually performed a flash step in the opposite direction, still facing Ji Xinghuo head-on, using her long sword several times as hard. The previous speed turned around, lying across the chest.

when!

For the first time since the two men fought, the swords collided head-on, making the sound of metal clashing.

The Ji Xinghuo Knife is equipped with "Drilling Strength". This star strength can make the weapon have stronger penetrating power. When the tip of the knife hits the blade, it slips slightly, as if it hits an invisible layer of protection. The strength was suddenly weakened.

He had expected all this, and Xing Jin exploded violently.

Use strength to defeat cleverness!

Ji Xinghuo stepped forward and then stepped forward again, placing his hands on the handle of the knife. His whole figure was like a high-speed train, ramming into his opponent.

The two people retreated and advanced, but the distance could never be widened, but instead they got closer.

After all, it is better to go backward than to go forward, which is inconvenient to exert force.

There was a snap.

The long sword finally broke under the double impact of the blade tip and Xing Jin. Ji Xinghuo's sword rushed forward in the aftermath, and the blade tip pierced her chest.

In such a critical situation, she still did not panic. She abandoned the sword in advance and clamped Ji Xinghuo's blade with both hands. Her palms were like iron. The blade pierced her skin and it was difficult to continue, stopping the momentum.

Ji Xinghuo suddenly sheathed his sword and stood back.

He was standing at the edge of the ring, while his opponent was already in mid-air outside the ring, with nowhere to rely on and no way to return.

She also realized this, with a look of helplessness on her face, and let herself fall.

There was a flash of white light.

The two returned to their original positions, separated by a light curtain in the middle of the ring.

"not easy."

Ji Xinghuo shook his head secretly. This fight lasted only half a minute, and consumed more concentration and energy than any previous battle.

This is the first time after gaining microscopic perception that someone can hold on to his hand for more than ten seconds.

And winning is tough.

If you are not careful, you may be defeated.

Ji Xinghuo couldn't help but look at the other party again. She was definitely not a ninth-level martial arts master, at least a martial arts master... No, he immediately realized his mistake. Tu Hongda was also a martial arts master, but he didn't have such a strong sense of oppression. He was not even close to her in strength.

Martial arts master?

An idea flashed in Ji Xinghuo's mind. He was 1.8 meters tall, used a sword, and was a female martial arts master. There was only one person in the world who fit these characteristics.

Zhao Manying!

"What the hell?"

His heart skipped a beat, what a coincidence? He actually ranked Zhao Manying on the martial arts platform and defeated her!

Zhao Manying's current popularity can be said to be at its peak.

The Imperial Star team she led has achieved two consecutive championships in the ACP Super League. During these two seasons, it defeated many top teams from various countries and won the International Invitational Championship three times in a row.

Even if Zhao Manying retires now, his historical status in leagues around the world will still be in the top ten.

What's more, she is still very young.

Just at the end of last year, after Zhao Manying achieved five crowns, her ranking on the ladder also reached the top.

First on the ladder!

This is the honor that all aliens dream of, meaning the first person among global legends.

The title of No. 1 on the ladder is louder than most legends. Not only have all the previous No. 1 players been promoted to legends, but most of them have become kings.

Ji Xinghuo suddenly felt an unreal feeling.

At this time, the other party sent a request to challenge again. He hesitated but accepted it.

A countdown appears on the light screen.

Both of them were observing their opponent. After Ji Xinghuo guessed that she was Zhao Manying, his mentality changed slightly and he paid more attention to this globally famous opponent. The opponent on the other side of the light screen is also observing him, with a bit of doubt in his eyes, but more of a desire to win against a powerful opponent.

In the second game, neither side attacked.

The light curtain disappeared, and Ji Xinghuo moved left and right with his sword in hand, staring at his opponent, looking for an opportunity to strike.

So does she.

The two people circled slowly with the midpoint of the distance as the center.

"Zhao Manying?"

Ji Xinghuo suddenly made a sound to test.

This was the first time he spoke on the martial arts platform. He used the original voice. You could tell that he was a young man. She raised her eyebrows and asked: "Who are you? I don't remember any senior master who has used This trumpet, I’ve never seen you before.”

Her voice was different from Zhao Manying's impression.

Is it a voice change?

Ji Xinghuo was a little unsure.

He inexplicably remembered the day when he became an alien. Zhao Manying was promoted to a super alien and became a sensation around the world, while he was just an unknown peer of his age.

So he said quietly: "I'm just a nobody."

"Really?" She obviously didn't believe it. She looked at Ji Xinghuo again and suddenly suggested: "How about we make a bet based on the outcome of this round. Whoever loses tells the other person his identity?"

Ji Xinghuo hesitated.

He was 99% sure that this opponent was Zhao Manying, and he was losing money on this bet.

"Don't you agree?" She smiled, with full confidence on her face, "I can add some more chips, or you can put forward conditions."

"No need, just leave it like this." Ji Xinghuo shook his head, "I won't lose."

"hehe……"

"I like confident men." She said with a relaxed look: "But, I prefer to defeat confident men."

Before she finished speaking, she appeared in front of Ji Xinghuo and struck with a sword.

Clang.

Ji Xinghuo had been on guard for a long time. He raised his hand to block, and the sword and the long sword collided solidly, causing sparks to burst out.

The weapons of both of them were equipped with star energy, and the invisible energy exploded. Ji Xinghuo couldn't help but take a few steps back, and the force from the sword was much greater than expected, almost twice as much.

Block and counterattack?

Only then did Ji Xinghuo realize that she could block and counterattack with her long sword and bounce her own power back.

In such a short moment between the lightning and flash of sword collision, it is extremely difficult to seize the opportunity to block and counterattack.

Even I can't guarantee success every time.

"Even if she is not Zhao Manying, her strength will not be much worse."

Ji Xinghuo thought so, but there was no lag in his movements. Before the opponent's long sword attacked like a tide, he made a very smooth step and moved eight meters away in an instant, directly across half of the arena, far beyond the long sword. range of attack.

She looked slightly startled and immediately pursued him.

As soon as Ji Xinghuo stood firm, he dodged again and fought back. His sword met his opponent's sword, and the two of them immediately fought.

Two figures leaped on the ring, shrouded in the shadow of swords and swords, and the sound of metal clashing sounded from time to time.

A world-class martial arts contest began.