Vol 2 Chapter 1006: Street brawl level battle

Yang Yuefan looked at the rising data of the two life-sustaining capsules facing each other, and was shocked for a few seconds, and immediately realized that Xu Yichen had found Acharn!
With Yang Yuefan's operation, a large amount of data began to be recorded. He would compare these records with the description of Acharn that Xu Yichen saw in the game, and finally simulate a fuzzy contrast model through the ship's ai system.
Although this model may be very inaccurate due to Xu Yichen’s unclear description and supervisory factors, it can at least let relevant departments know when a player encounters chaos in the game, when it will feed back to reality and when it will be enough to completely change a human being. Body shape.
This was originally the main mission of the Sixth Colonial Fleet, using almost infinite physical isolation to explore the specific process of chaos corrupting humans through games.
Yang Yuefan was once the initiator and final executor of this task, but with the discovery of the real world in the Asian space, this physical isolation has become completely useless.
If Yang Yuefan didn’t suffer any blow due to this, it’s impossible. Tens of thousands of people’s lives went nowhere because of his wrong decision, and countless materials were wasted on a completely useless project. .
However, Yang Yuefan resisted the pressure and accepted the failure. The observation of Acharn is a kind of waste. Acharn is the first instance of corruption that has been observed. How did he gradually transform from a normal human into chaos? The entire process of the monster is very precious information for the relevant departments.
Perhaps in the future, human beings can find a way to curb corruption and even reverse corruption from this process, and perhaps human beings can discover more weaknesses in chaos in this process.
Perhaps this information will accelerate the destruction of human civilization...
Yang Yuefan shook his head stubbornly and packaged and uploaded the entire document. He didn't know what effect this document would play in the end, but one thing was certain. If you don't make progress or make breakthroughs, the future of mankind will be dark.
He chose a more radical path. He chose a more radical path for mankind. No one else can help him share the pressure, and no one else can make a choice for him, except perhaps in the life-saving cabin in front of him. They are all bullet commissars.
In Xu Yichen's eyes, Acharn's strength is strong, he can easily use psychic energy to release various tricks, and his self-healing ability is equal to that of himself, almost completely crushing himself.
But Xu Yichen only took twenty seconds to determine that the player chosen by Chaos in front of him had a fatal weakness. He had no combat experience. He was like an eight-year-old child holding a pistol, capable of shooting, maybe close range Can shoot his classmates.
But what he faced was one of the few individuals who are best at fighting in the world, the political commissar Xu Yichen of New China, a living demon.
Xu Yichen nailed the [War Disaster] big sword to the ground, and rushed into Acha'en's arms like his closest lover, and then kindly broke the opponent's arm.
Acharn wore a armor full of bone spurs, which was extremely strong, but Xu Yichen understood every bone of the human body and how to break them easily by inertia, almost without exerting much force.
The demon hunter is very fortunate that most of Acharn still retains the characteristics of humans, rather than being impossible to start like those severely mutant monsters.
In the moment of contact, Xu Yichen wanted to break the opponent’s ribs, but the touch from his fist told himself that Acharn’s ribs had been alienated and condensed into a structure similar to a bone plate. Xu Yichen was also familiar with this structure, because he My ribs are now in this structure.
That's why he can stand up again from the violent impact again and again. Those bone plates can firmly protect his internal organs.
Acharn did not wear a helmet, and the demon hunter was not polite. Before the opponent's arm recovered, he smashed the opponent's nose with his forehead.
[Pure Fire] I tried to ignite Achaen again and again, but the chaotic power of the opponent was constantly fighting, and even oppressing Xu Yichen himself.
"Damn it!" Acharn wailed in pain. He broke off his finger, and the madman in front of him blinded his eyes with the broken bone stubble: "I won't let you go!"
This is not the battle that Acharn imagined. In his imagination, the opponent should be riding a white horse and carrying a spear to challenge himself, while he is an invincible demon.
But the current battle reminded Diderick of those gangsters fighting for a few dollars in the streets and corners, but this damned Cyris was much more efficient than them!
What's more terrible is that Acharn was unable to exert his air superiority in this low cabin, and the opponent's weird silver flame caused his psionic hand to slide over again and again!
Diderick felt as if he was caught in a storm, and every move of the opponent could cause harm to him. Although he could recover immediately, the pain really burned his brain.
"Puff!"
The Serris in front of him put himself on the ground with a completely incomprehensible action. For this action, he had to twist his arm in an awkward position, but the result was to reverse Acharn’s lumbar spine. Folded into a ninety degree angle.
Then the two sides were like rubber men, returning to their original state in the tumbling, except that Diderick was crying and yelling, and his enemy was expressionless, as if nothing had happened.
Acharn learned very quickly, his body seemed to be fully prepared for battle, but it was meaningless~EbookFREE.me~ He could not surpass the enemy in front of him in a short time.
The demon hunter relentlessly used a small dagger, stabbed it along the indescribable position between Acharn's legs, and cut it back twenty centimeters.
Acharn's screams penetrated countless cabins, causing the monk Feng Wuyi, who was covered in blood and blood, to subconsciously clamp his legs: "Damn, what is this sound?"
The corpses all over the floor made Feng Wuyi almost unable to find a place for his feet. His hands were trembling constantly. In the previous battle, he used his fists to shake the opponent's armor too many times.
Compared to the sap of rotten flesh, the monk would rather smash their armor and take out their hearts. He has now determined that the heads of these rotten corpses are simply dispensable, not even weak.
Feng Wuyi found a slightly cleaner place to rest for half a minute, and left the cabin before the carrion resurrected.
He didn't know how many cabins and how many enemies were waiting for him, but the monk knew that he would find the remains of the navy. The real warrior should not be insulted like this.
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