Vol 2 Chapter 331: True Magnetic Storm Infantry

"The Promise Team! Win!"
After a fatal blow, Zhao Jianwu directly returned to the ranks of the science and technology team, and the referee's verdict fell.
"Sorry, I really didn't expect to have such a hand on the opposite side."
Zhao Jianwu, who had re-condensed his body, was not metallized, and he felt an embarrassed look in the back of his head and apologized.
"Uncle Zhao, what do you say, winning or losing is common, and there is no good apology."
Lin Yu quickly comforted his father-in-law who was frustrated. After all, even his daughter was cheated, and he couldn't be cold-hearted because he lost a game.
"Dad, I'll help you find the place."
Zhao Xiaolu was decisive, raised his fist and squeezed, glanced at Lin Yu, and stepped out into the center of the stadium in a more vigorous manner under his default.
"Are there any handguns just now? Have the ability to fight against me!"
Entering the stadium, Zhao Xiaolu's domineering beckoned to the other team of the Promise team.
My dad, no matter how he bullies himself, others can't! I said!
"Who is going?"
The Wuji team looked at each other, and finally fell on the body of the arrow of the winter.
"Do you expect me to be an archer and fire with the group army?"
Xiang Tusi smeared his nose, rolled his eyes and did not move: "Is there also an archery on the opposite side, I fight with him, this is still yours."
After the whole national game, the reputation of the two husband and wife arms enthusiasts of the technology team is too great.
In terms of lethality, he believes that he will not be worse than Zhao Xiaolu, but no matter how others open it, dark energy is almost endless and inexhaustible, and the waves are the thunder and electromagnetic guns. How can it be possible to fight the front Comparable.
"Shall I go?"
The voice of Cheng Yuxing, the sky-wiping wing.
He is one of the only fifth-tier combat powers of the Promise team. Wei Wuji and Cheng Yuxing have two fifth-tier combat powers. It is still more advantageous for only the tech team suspected to be able to compete with the fifth-tier tech team.
"Let's let Xiaohe go. There are two people in the technology team who have never been off the court. Although the performance may not be a threat in the past, the props division is a special case after all. It is inevitable that they will not get a set of exoskeleton armor."
Wei Wuji shook his head and made a final conclusion.
Whether it is personality charm or strength, his captain is undoubtedly convincing, so the rest of the people no longer speak immediately, and the stagnant Wang He goes to the stadium.
"mine……"
The referee announced the start of the game without reducing Wang He's actions. Zhao Xiaolu just wanted to start with a thunder jail, but the result was abrupt.
It is not completely frozen, but it is like a slow-moving movie picture, both physical movements and sounds are stretched and delayed.
The opposite is Wang He, whose exposed skin has violent redness and red skin, and he drags a big sword with both hands and rushes towards Zhao Xiaolu quickly.
Rumble!
Because only the somatosensory time is adjusted, it will basically make people feel and respond slowly, so Zhao Xiaolu's Thunder Prison is finally released, and Thunder will not be slowed down.
"Overrun!"
Seeing countless thunders looming down, countless bloodstains broke out in Wang He's eyes, his body groaned as if overwhelmed, and the skin and capillaries in many places cracked.
Relatively, his speed and response have exploded to a terrifying level.
This is to adjust one's own somatosensory time, to create an illusion, and ignore the safety protection mechanism of the human body to squeeze out the action force far beyond the limit.
Anyway, he is also a awakener with third-order physical qualities. At this time, the speed of breaking through the limit of the human body can be imagined, and the reaction force brought by the extension of the somatosensory time, even left and right flashed through all the thunder. Point, came to Zhao Xiaolu in the blink of an eye, the two-handed giant sword without any mercy, and the jade waved down, the momentum brought by the appearance seemed to be desperate to slash the enemy of life and death.
However, Zhao Xiaolu's seemingly stagnation face slightly drew a black belly smile.
"Iron Prison!"
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Xiaolu seemed to get rid of Wang He's control of somatosensory time. He flew back and forth across the sky and slashed, slamming with a squeak, and the ground of the entire stadium was rioted.
The earth-moving mountain shakes the earth dragon and rolls, and countless small metal particles break out of the earth and come together, turning into a black sand ball to completely siege the Wanghe group.
"Thunderbolt!"
"Microwave furnace!"
This time Zhao Xiaolu can be said to have used the tricks at the bottom of the pressure box. After the iron sand prisoner trapped Wanghe, the thunder burst into the shot again and hit the iron sand ball. Countless current sparks meandered and directly put the iron sand ball Turned into an electric ball.
This is not a stop. The most ruthless thing is... microwave heating. I remember that Lin Yu and Zhao Xiaolu saw her once again and tried this application method, but she never thought that she had secretly developed such a ruthless trick.
Originally, the iron sand ball melted and condensed slightly under the continuous lightning strike, and the microwave heating inside the iron ball...
"This chick, when did these tricks come out, even I didn't know..."
Lin Yu felt a little chilly behind him, and standing in the distance seemed to have smelled the aroma of the barbecue.
A singular-minded belly-black girl with power-controlling versatile power is simply a sin. If he hadn’t been a bit skilled, I’m afraid he wouldn’t be able to resist domestic violence in the future.
"Good son-in-law, now you know Uncle Zhao I'm suffering? Hurry up and take this girl home, so that you can control it."
Zhao Jianwu pityed at the iron ball in the middle of the arena and screamed. He sighed and patted Lin Yu's shoulder with a long heart.
"Cough, are you sure I won't be the one to take home?"
Lin Yu said a little false.
"What do you mean?"
Zhao Jianwu's eyes moved down intentionally or unintentionally.
"..."
This car drove, it was almost unexpected, or the old father-in-law, how much do you want to send away your daughter?
Unfortunately, Lin Yu didn't know that Zhao Xiaolu's development skills and trial recruits were all his own dad, otherwise there would be no such doubts.
"We confess! Miss Zhao, please stop!"
Several members of the Promise team heard the screaming of more and more pain inside the iron ball ~EbookFREE.me~ The face changed slightly, hurriedly ran out.
This is the first time a national game has surrendered. After all, the real fantasy will not kill people or consume them. It is normal for the hero anchor who often fights to be hurt.
But the current situation is not the same. Closed to an iron ball, it was shocked by electric shock, ironed by a high-temperature iron ball, heated by microwave, and thinking about it was enough to make people feel cold. This is fighting, it is completely torture, There is a limit to how painful people can bear.
"Hug... sorry, the situation is urgent, I really can't keep my hand."
At the end of the game, the real illusion was restored, and Zhao Xiaolu's look was not very good. His pale face apologized to the Wuji team.
After all, she was a young girl, and she used this kind of torture to move, and she still dealt with the Wuji team, who was barely considered to be in friendship.
However, I just couldn’t think so much. Wang He controlled her somatosensory time, causing his reaction to be extremely slow. Relying on overclocking of the brain only barely offset some of the effects, but it can only subconsciously conceive the original one. A set of lore tricks were used.