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Chapter 292 Limited Edition Human Flesh Battery

"Brother is good at marksmanship."

On the ring, Diru Modal's complexion changed when Li Si put a gun to his temple, but he quickly adjusted his mood and said with a wry smile, "I admit defeat."

The previous continuous bursts of mental power had already reached the limit of consumption, not to mention that it was too late to block the shot close to the head, and there was no way to block it.

"Assignment."

Seeing this, Li Si also nodded lightly, and put down the gun in his hand.

It doesn't make any sense to kill Diru Modar at this time. Once Diru Modar dies, there may be a three-way melee.

Putting away his guns and stepping off the ring, Li Si returned the two Stalker T30s that had almost been used up to Sen Angus.

"Jack, what you did just now was really gun fighting?"

After taking over the Stalker T30, Sen Angus opened the magazine and replaced two magazines, then handed the gun over again and asked with a surprised expression.

Not only him, but other Angus members cheering and flocking over also cast fiery eyes, especially Yu Le, who was short of breath and trembling slightly.

"Gun fighting is just a name, and you can also regard it as a more advanced shooting technique."

Li Si nodded, but he didn't go to pick up the Stalker T30 that Sen Angus handed over. After looking at Cyril Cross who had already got up, he waved his hand and said, "No, it's close combat later. I can’t use it, and I’m not used to it.”

"...Are you used to it? I'm not used to your gun fighting skills and you can play it so smoothly."

"Sure enough, it is Mr. Jack, who pretends to be so fresh and refined."

"Licking the dog will lead to nothing."

As soon as this remark came out, the Angus hounds next to him immediately became noisy, speechless, worried, and sycophants.

"It's not commonly used... It seems that the gun fighting technique has indeed become popular among the substitutes."

Sen Angus thought a little deeper, but the thought was just passing by.

Although he still had concerns about his status as a 'substitute', he no longer had much doubt about the identities of Li Si and Max, so he continued to frown and persuade:

"Jack, Cyril is not easy to deal with. There is still a big gap between you and his physical attributes. It's best not to make too much of a big difference. Take it, and at least it will increase your chances of winning."

After all, winning Diru Modal didn't win the entire ring. In the end, the output of the two mines still depends on the result of the competition with Cyril. Losing is purely a waste of effort. In this big issue, he It is still very clear.

Jack may not be weak in melee combat, but it is absolutely impossible to be much stronger than Cyril Cross. With the obvious gap in attributes, there may be hope of winning with the gun fighting technique just now, but with bare hands...

"I also advise you to take it."

Cyril Cross got up and walked to the ring, interjecting with a sneer as he passed by.

"No, I have my own customary weapon."

Li Si glanced at him, smiled at Sen Angus, and then walked into the ring.

"Master Jack!"

However, at this moment, Yu Le's voice stopped Li Si, and asked hesitantly, "Can humans really master spear fighting skills if they practice more?"

"Learn more, practice more, and you'll be fine."

Li Si was very angry, paused his steps, left a word coldly, and walked to the other end of the ring.

Well, silently applaud myself.

Being able to ask this sentence at least proves that in Yule's heart, the dog-licking concept of "Angus is supreme" has been shaken.

Master Li, who is tireless in teaching, has achieved great success in re-education.

……

"You don't use a weapon?"

Standing opposite each other, Cyril Cross took out two daggers and held them against each other, while frowning at Li Si, who was empty-handed.

"Who said I don't need it anymore."

Li Si smiled slightly, reviewed Ivan Vanke's classic moves in his mind, and flicked his hands to the sides.

Kaka.

The small metal cylinder like a nine-section whip was thrown out of Li Si's cuff one by one, and at the same time quickly tightened, turning into a whole long metal stick.

"Max, supply energy!"

Li Si communicated with Max in his heart, and the metal cylinder suddenly heated up, turning into an orange-red beam of light after the metal was heated.

Jedi Laser Saber... knockoff version.

It comes from the Samuel Stern children's shoes who are good at being lazy. It uses the world's unique human battery Max as the energy supply. It is extremely high temperature and can cut gold and jade. The only fly in the ointment is that it does not have the feeling of a genuine laser sword buzzing.

"bring it on."

Grabbing the laser sword with both hands and dancing it, Li Si, who didn't hear the sound effect, instantly felt like an x-dragon without the duang~duang~duang special effect, curled his lips, and made up his mind that he must emphasize the force and style after going back this time. The design concept of grasping practicality with both hands.

"Heat energy sword?"

Cyril Modal also frowned when he saw the laser sword in Li Si's hand.

From the scene just now, it can be seen that the lightsaber is completely heated by high-temperature resistant metal, and the temperature contained is definitely not low.

This kind of thing is much more threatening than ordinary cold weapons. I am afraid that it will burn a large piece of flesh and blood, and even the blood in the wound will be evaporated. It can be said that as long as it is touched, it will be fatal.

Moreover, the weapon he used was only a short dagger. Not only did he have to take the risk of getting close to his body, but it was also very difficult to block.

This also means that he must solve the opponent with zero mistakes!

Despite this, Cyril Cross did not hesitate much, and rushed up directly.

Whoosh!
"So fast."

Seeing this, Li Si's pupils shrank suddenly.

The speed of Cyril Cross is not at the same level as those of his subordinates. Even his dynamic vision is difficult to capture, and all the eyes are full of afterimages.

"Pandora, secondary processing of perceptual information."

Li Si's expression became serious in an instant, and while giving orders, he swept the two laser swords behind him based on his fighting instinct.

Whoosh!
Unsurprisingly, both swords landed in the empty space.

Cyril Cross, who had clearly circled around and approached him smoothly, counteracted all the momentum in a strange way, and flipped back backwards.

Fortunately, the laser sword was already light and fluffy, and there was no inertia. Li Si immediately stopped his momentum and went up again without retreating.

Dynamic vision is not enough, Pandora comes to make up.

Although the intensity of the five senses itself has not changed, the brain itself will selectively blur a large number of sensory signals, such as peripheral vision, which are ignored by the brain.

But what Pandora is doing now is to intercept the signals of the five senses for secondary processing, extract the neglected information, and at the same time perform calculation and clear processing like the P picture, and then force it to be transmitted to the brain.

With Pandora's assistance, Perception can barely keep up with Cyril Cross' speed at this time.

(End of this chapter)