Who traveled through time and was forced to inherit the position of young master?

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Weapons and machines intersect, sparks fly, it's a pure fight of skills, an extremely streamlined combat style.

There was no fancy flow of spiritual power, only the most primitive weapons in his hands, and every blow was aimed directly at the vital points.

collapse!

A heavy axe was swung out from Shen Rong's hand and wedged deeply into the wall next to Mordo's head. Then a sharp sword was unsheathed and placed across Mordo's neck.

Shen Rong stood up and held out his hand: "I have benefited a lot from this battle. The innovation of weapons is indeed very interesting."

Mordor grabbed the hand in front of him and stood up. "I've learned a lesson. I was so caught up in innovation that I forgot the most basic nature of weapons."

The two looked at each other and smiled: "Then add a friend and chat?"

Later, others also found their own opponents in the atmosphere of friendly competition, who were both teachers and friends.

Gray smiled gently and said, "I didn't expect to see such a normal exchange match in my lifetime. It's rare."

Florinna elegantly picked up a piece of watermelon, her tone sounding quite sincere: "There are many conspiracies and power struggles in the interstellar space. I don't know how long it has been since I have seen a competition where both parties are rivals and friends."

Sote rubbed his brother's head and said, "Aren't we here to make those ideal things become reality? Since you think it's wrong, then change it and do what you can."

Philen watched the game intently and felt emotional in his heart. This kind of game where both parties compete and improve each other is what he has always wanted to see.

As the actual ruler of Lanwei Star, he understands how rare peace is. In this turbulent interstellar space, everyone has to make themselves a versatile person in order to deal with the temptations that come at any time and anywhere.

A sentence needs to be split into three sentences for interpretation. It is everyone's pursuit to be able to maturely extract the information you want from other people, disguise your emotions, and not show your emotions.

It's like gradually erasing one's own characteristics and edges, turning the self who hates evil and stands up to fight for justice into a stereotyped politician or businessman, under the beautiful name of being mature and steady.

Put on a hypocritical mask, step into the prosperous and dangerous banquet, raise the glass with a carefully polished smile, and satirize the absurd reality.

Unlike the few people who were expressing their sorrow and emotion, the Blue Star people who did not appear on the stage were eating fruits, exchanging their views with each other, and interacting with the live broadcast room from time to time.

When seeing something exciting, Fang Zhixin would slam the table and say, "Wang Tao, can't you use a little more strength? That light chain is poking out, are you trying to be cute?"

Wang Tao, who had escaped a disaster on the field, had a dark face: "Sell your uncle's cuteness! Big sister, don't be too outrageous, I was just feinting, do you understand feinting?"

Lu Yuan shouted, "Come on, the other side, Wang Tao hasn't used his full strength yet, he's not being honest."

Upon hearing this, Wang Tao quickly mobilized all his strength and gritted his teeth: "I treat you as a brother, but you treat me as a clown. You have a long way to go!"

After the game, Jingwen came on the court, and Zhong An reminded her: "The opponent won't wait for you to get into the game."

Jingwen nodded: "I understand."

So before she could stand firm, Jingwen opened fire at full power. The artillery fire was instantly overwhelming. The fierce and dangerous aura came into her eyes, and the alloy protection was instantly erected.

It was like two armies facing each other, with continuous artillery fire and the smell of gunpowder.

After the artillery fire, Song Yuxi came out and looked in the direction of Bi Haixing. A hot, wheat-skinned woman walked out.

"Song Yuxi, high level eight."

"Haisha, beginner level nine."

The two sides stood in the pit staring at each other, feeling unspeakably awkward. If two assistants fought, there would be no way they could improve anything.

Song Yuxi took out a small piece of cake and said, "Try it and give me your opinion."

Haisha flipped her wrist, took out a conch and handed it to Song Yuxi: "Listen to the sound inside, that's my auxiliary ability."

One of them was eating, and the other was listening to conch. They didn't look like they were here to fight, but rather like best friends exchanging hobbies.

Du Ruo propped up her chin and said, "It's great. It's so comfortable to go shopping in a boutique with my sisters."

Gray's mouth twitched at the side: "You guys... this is a competition, not a street show."

Du Ruo sighed: "You don't understand the joy of shopping."

Gray: I don’t understand your train of thought. Does this have anything to do with shopping?

The two people in the pit left talking and laughing, and Chang Heng, who walked in, looked confused.

"Is that all? Is it my turn now?"

The chosen opponent, Shi Wu, slid down diagonally on the mud, then made a handsome entrance with a 360-degree backflip.

"Contestant Chang Heng, I admire your vision~"

Chang Heng pursed his lips: "Thank you, I appreciate it too."

Shi Wu waved his hand in a familiar manner: "Your conversation is easily dulled. Don't learn from your contestant Lu Yuan. It's immoral to hurt someone's heart."

"Shi Wu, ninth level, initial stage, gifted clone."

"Chang Heng, high level eight, gifted talisman."

Shi Wu grinned: "Then be careful."

The shadow under Shi Wu's feet twisted and trembled, and another Shi Wu appeared. Both of them showed the same smile and went straight to Chang Heng.

Chang Heng held several talismans between his index and middle fingers. He twisted his fingers slightly, and the talisman engraved with mysterious power split into three, and then thousands of talismans suddenly appeared.

"You are the one who should be careful."

The binding chains were connected into a formation, grabbing one of the men. Shi Wu, who was grabbed, looked up and chuckled. Chang Heng calmly threw a talisman behind him.

But a cry of pain was heard.

"Hey, Chang Heng, where are you throwing it?"

Chang Heng was stunned for a moment when he heard the familiar voice, and a face flashed past him.

"Pei Jin?! No, it's fake!"

Shi Wu chuckled: "Yes, it's fake, I still have a lot!"

As soon as the words were spoken, figures appeared in the venue, all of them were from Blue Star.

"They are all your teammates, how are you going to fight them?"

After seeing the person opposite him clearly, the corners of Chang Heng's mouth rose uncontrollably, his eyes instantly flashed with brilliance, and even the talisman began to tremble with excitement.

"Shi Wu, you are really amazing!"

Shi Wu: “Ah?”

The papers rustled and Chang Heng rushed towards the group of people with a loud laugh. He was very different from the person who had just planned a detailed layout. It could be said that he was two completely different people.

A roar shook the heaven and earth.

"I've been wanting to beat them up for a long time. Kill them all!"

The overwhelming talismans were all thrown in front of Shi Wu's clone. Chang Heng drew talismans in the air while running, and directly took out his trump card, determined to fight to his heart's content.

There was silence in the stands outside the stadium.

What on earth did these people do to drive even the most steady teammates crazy?

They looked towards the Blue Star camp with strange eyes, and the corners of their mouths twitched. Fang Zhixin was speechless as he watched Chang Heng beating people like a madman.

"You must be smuggling something in. Why are you fighting so hard? Look at the contestant Shi Wu next to you. She looks dumbfounded."

"Contestant Chang Heng's behavior is not advisable. This is pure revenge!"