On the top of the building in the night, a black figure galloped towards Ling Xingye.
Just looking at his movements, there is nothing wrong with it. On the contrary, it can be said to be a very standard track and field athlete...but it is too fast!
The staggered arms and legs can only be seen as an afterimage, as if someone has pressed the screen at ten times the speed, and the comer runs and catches up with such a speedy posture that can be called a ghost!
Also ignoring the obstacles between buildings, you can cross the distance of tens of meters with just a jump.
This guy is definitely not normal!
If it weren't for the academy city where superpowers gather, Ling Xingye would even directly doubt whether he is human or not.
The distance between the two was shortened to less than 100 meters in a blink of an eye.
The runner looked up.
Ling Xingye suddenly had a warning sign in his heart—it really was the enemy.
The moment the two people's eyes collided, Ling Xingye saw the other party raised his left hand and aimed at him, and a pair of crossbow arms popped out of his arms.
Then with a whoosh, the pitch-black arrow shot out angrily!
The black cloak deliberately chose Ling Xingye to jump to the highest point in the sky, and shot when he had nowhere to borrow strength. This arrow made it clear that Ling Xingye was inevitable and put to death!
But Ling Xingye's ability is "phase fulcrum", as long as he wants, he can create a fulcrum out of thin air at any time.
The incident happened suddenly, even the silk thread was removed, Ling Xingye directly formed a "cube" under his feet, and made an emergency stop to avoid the arrow.
The black arrow passing by the side was spinning at high speed, and suddenly burst from the arrow tip!
In just one-tenth of a second, the arrows about a foot long burst from head to tail, and Ling Xingye's nostrils were filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.
The pupils constricted, and Ling Xingye's dynamic vision was raised to the extreme, so that he could clearly see the whole process of the black arrow shattering from head to tail, and he could also see those fragments that spread into hundreds of regular hexagonal fragments of the same shape and size .
Under the high temperature caused by the explosion, these hexagons folded and deformed again, forming a uniform six-petal flower shape, which was rotated at high speed under the agitation of the airflow.
Danger!
Ling Xingye subconsciously threw up the travel bag to block her body, but the travel bag, which was strong enough to bear a weight of 200 kilograms, was torn into pieces by the "petals" without any sense of obstruction, like a piece of paper!
Fragment Attack! This is the most common method of killing grenades.
Of course Ling Xingye knew this knowledge, but he didn't expect that the enemy would disguise the frag grenade as an arrow!
In fact, what Ling Xingye really didn't expect was that the enemy would use grenades, a modern weapon of war.
This is Academy City. Although there are many students whose super powers are far beyond the level of grenades, lethal weapons such as firearms, grenades, and rocket launchers are still strictly prohibited—at least on the surface.
And it is precisely because there are many more "convenient" abilities, as well as high-tech weapons unique to Academy City, which far exceed the technological level of the outside world for twenty years. Conventional weapons of war like grenades are even rarer.
In addition, Ling Xingye's enemies all along are puppet masters and magicians. At best, these people can only use pistols to defend themselves. This is the first time he has encountered a real grenade attack in battle, so he will inevitably be beaten One was caught off guard.
Although the sprites were manipulated in time to block most of the fragments, there were still more than a dozen pieces that slipped through the net and cut into Ling Xingye's body.
Although each piece is not big, it can penetrate deeply into the body, and with Ling Xingye's movements, it will continue to cut deep into the muscles, aggravating the damage.
Ling Xingye suddenly screamed in pain and fell from the sky.
The black-robed runner stood still on the edge of the roof, leaning over to look at the falling figure.
At this moment, fragments of travel bags that had been shredded from the sky fell down one after another—more than 20 objects the size of cans suddenly flew towards the man in black in a trajectory that violated the free-fall motion.
Without waiting for them to get completely close and without giving the enemy any time to take any measures, the tanks exploded in a chaotic manner.
Because it is not within the optimal killing range, and these fire extinguishing grenades were not originally developed as weapons, they did not pose much threat to the enemy.
But on the other hand, if it is not detonated in advance, it will be discovered by the enemy and dodged.
To put it bluntly, Ling Xingye's purpose was to distract the enemy's attention so that he could regroup.
Falling from the sky, Ling Xingye tried his best to adjust his balance and landed safely.
More than a dozen blood arrows shot out from all over his body and limbs.
But under the squeeze of the muscles, those hexagonal petals penetrated deeper into the body.
Ling Xingye didn't dare to continue to use force, and his body fell to the ground suddenly.
"Oops..." Ling Xingye muttered, "We must quickly find a way to regain our mobility."
But the enemy naturally couldn't give him time to heal.
The asphalt road shook, and the figure in black robe fell from the sky like a meteorite, cracking the ground inch by inch, and sinking into a big pit.
The man in black didn't stop at all, he lowered his body and charged like an arrow from the string.
The gust of wind during the running blew away the hood on his head, revealing a shiny head and a square face with tough lines, as if carved by a knife and an axe.
But such a handsome face was distorted and deformed by extremely intense emotions at this moment, and his eyes seemed to be able to shoot out flames of hatred and anger, intending to crush the person in front of him to ashes.
"Judging from previous exchanges, this time the enemy seems to be an enemy I have met before," Ling Xingye thought in his heart, "but I really don't remember such a face."
He moved his body carefully, trying to do what he could without aggravating the wound.
The situation is much better than expected. As long as there is no strenuous activity, the injury will not deteriorate too quickly.
In short, it is not a problem to maintain "normal activities" for the time being.
But on the other hand, it means "no fierce fighting".
If it were someone else, faced with such a bad situation, I’m afraid they could only drink poison to quench their thirst, regardless of the worsening of the injury, and fight trapped beasts~www..com~ But I’m a puppeteer! "
"Monsters!"
Ling Xingye cried out in his heart, and a black shadow quickly rushed out beside him, stopping the man in black.
The high-speed and swift melee combat unfolded in an instant.
Although Ling Xingye couldn't make too drastic movements, with the support of his "phase fulcrum", his manipulation of sprites was not affected at all.
With a speed exceeding the limit of the visual capture ability of ordinary human beings, combined with a strong and abnormal body, the erupting sprites are completely transformed into fighting monsters, which is not an existence that ordinary human beings can fight against.
The sound of intensive collisions of fists and feet was endless, and Ling Xingye was surprised to find that he tried his best to control the attacks launched by the sprites with almost brain overload concentration, but was accurately received by the opponent one by one, without losing the wind in the slightest.
Moreover, the opponent was also fighting with bare hands, as if he also had a set of steel and iron bones.
After discovering this, the sprites popped out a pair of wrist knives, and instantly danced a shadow of knives.
Amidst the stabbing sound, the black robe was cut to pieces all over the ground. Underneath is a strong bronze-colored body, but the place where the skin was cut by the blade did not bleed. Instead, it seemed that another layer of tights had been torn off, revealing a body with a silvery white metallic luster underneath.
"Robot?" Ling Xingye exclaimed, "Or a mechanical prosthesis?"
The other party grinned, showing a standard but stiff smile: "It's really rare to see your surprised expression."
As he spoke, he tore off the damaged skin on his left arm as if he disliked his simulated skin getting in the way. Even the skin from the neck to the left cheek was torn off a large piece.
At this moment, Ling Xingye discovered—
This guy is a real man of steel!