"Fuck! What kind of martial arts is this? It's raining all over the sky? It's scattered with stars?"
Tong Xin in front of the monitor had completely forgotten that he had eaten half of the takeaway, and almost put his glasses on the screen.
Although for Wei Guoren, a golden light that needs to be played back to see clearly is flashed, in the eyes of the Yan people, there are graceful trajectories.
He could clearly capture the dozens of miscellaneous objects, like spiritual birds, each drawing different trajectories and pounced on the school uniform monster.
The monster who had completely changed his style pulled out a baseball bat with rivets from somewhere, swung a hard blow, and gave a home run to the first movable wrench in front of him.
The moment the ball stick and the movable wrench came into contact, a sound burst out loud, and the bandage wrapped around Shiteng's arm exploded with the force. Even without explanation, he could clearly understand the Shiteng's in order to make this blow through the lens language.
The knockout has exhausted all his strength.
The movable wrench turned into stars in the sky, while the remaining debris were already in front of you.
After suffering losses, Shi Tan's arms trembled, so he naturally didn't dare to take them anymore. He quickly turned around and ran away, but the dozens of miscellaneous items seemed to have their own lives, chasing Shi Tan from all directions.
The strange talk continued to accelerate, and at the same time, various items were taken out from the school uniform and threw them out, trying to use as a jamming bomb to intercept the hidden weapon behind him.
Such a tense and fierce pursuit happens completely within a few seconds. Only extremely excellent dynamic vision can see everything that happens in the middle under the lens of a high-speed camera.
The audience who could only slowly cut the slices and then slowly saw a flash of golden light, and then the strange talk appeared twenty meters away. The anchor stood in front of him and grabbed his neck.
"Yes, much better than I thought."
Feng Xue held the strange talk in front of her with one hand, and the invisible poisonous body dispersed the other party's equally invisible blue phantom.
It was not until this moment that he finally realized what was happening to the strange story in front of him.
Actually, this trump card.
Feng Xue himself has it.
The only difference is that Feng Xue’s trump card is called [Martial God], and this weird story is about power such as [school uniform] or [bad] or [single-length].
If it were decades ago, this power would be a waste of money. However, today when the growth of acg culture became an iconic element, such power can borrow a lot of strange abilities.
It just causes the probability of the ancestor monster to recover in the body, and it will not decrease as a result.
Seeing this strange story now as he is vaguely conscious, it may not take long to become a strange story called [School Uniform Leader].
"But it is still limited by the power of [knowledge]. At least this evil spirit did not give me any fun things like "stop"."
Feng Xue maintained the posture of "the most annoying painting by the Atomic Warrior (Note ①)". Although he was 1.85 meters tall, the one he held in his hand had already expanded to more than two meters.
Compared with Han, there is still a considerable contrast.
"It's so dangerous, it seems that I'm still a little stronger than you." Feng Xue said exaggeratedly, and with this sentence, more [weak chickens]
】, [Cooking], [Overmining one's own ability] and other cognitions turn into [Knowledge] and gather on this strange story.
The originally burning monster fire became weaker after adding a lot of fuel, and it seemed to be extinguished at any time.
No, with a pop, it did go out.
Then, the strange story that Feng Xue picked up with her neck turned into a large amount of [knowledge] and disappeared into the air.
"Uh..." Feng Xue was also a little stunned. This was the first time he had seen this way of death. At this moment, he also realized that in addition to the exhaustion of [knowledge] and being killed in a physiological sense, the strange story was not only true.
, and they will also destroy themselves because of the conflict between the fire of strange talk and the [knowledge] against themselves.
However, after learning about this, Feng Xue did not have much negative emotions. After all, this is a problem that only a single strange talk can occur. In contrast, he, a master of memes who has entries that have exceeded double digits, is very
It is hard to imagine that all his strange talk entries can be recognized oppositely at the same time.
The surprise in his heart flashed, and he immediately put on a confident expression and said to the live broadcast camera:
"It seems that this kind of martial arts monster will disappear by itself after being defeated. How did I end my headache just now? After all, this kind of thing that looks like a human is really hard to kill... OK
The accident was solved, and the anchor will take everyone to visit the Eastern Country..."
...
Within the illusion [Divine Collection], the Hundred Story monsters who were urgently summoned were sitting in their seats. Looking at the Hundred Eyes Ghosts who were called this time, as the "eyes" of the entire Hundred Story, it usually shows very much.
I am lazy and don’t attend most meetings, and they often appear as clones.
This time, she actually asked her to issue a convening order, and everyone looked quite nervous.
"What's the matter?" After the number of people was basically all, the young man with huge bone horns spoke first. When the hundred-eyed ghost heard this, he immediately said:
"A Yan country man just killed [The Chief]."
"Yan Guo people? Kamen Riders of Kanagawa?" Because of "historical reasons", the Big Tengu, who was still speaking a little dislosy, frowned, but the Hundred-eyed ghost shook his head and said:
"No, it's an anchor who came to travel and defeated the [Singer] with martial arts."
"Just for this?" Many strangers frowned. Although [Singlength] belongs to the category of strong potential and combat power, if they were just beaten to death, they would not have let the Bai Eye Ghost use the summoning order.
Seeing this, Baimei Ghost wanted to explain. The woman in blue with a ghost face raised her arm to stop her and then said directly:
"The point is not the death of individuals."
As she said that, she took out a scroll from her wide kimono sleeve. As the scroll slowly unfolded, portraits of demons appeared, but the sharp-eyed man noticed that a certain position was empty.
A small piece.
"That's right, the first time [Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Picture] has decreased. The strange story of [Single] has completely disappeared from the picture album. As for whether it can be condensed again, I don't know."
After the words fell, the entire collection of gods became completely quiet, and even the sound of friction in clothes caused by slight movements completely disappeared, leaving only dead silence.
This silence lasted for more than a minute, and the woman with nine beast tails behind her spoke:
“What exactly happened?”
"That person defeated [The Legend of the Concubine] while broadcasting the entire network."
Baimei Gui gave a streamlined answer, but everyone's eyes were full of incredible. Live broadcasts in Dongguo are not uncommon. They even encouraged live broadcasts in order to promote strange stories. Therefore, there are not many strange stories that die in live broadcasts.
But this is the first time since the establishment of the Hundred Ghosts' Night Walk, there has been a weird story that has disappeared from above.
This has already involved the fundamental interests of Baishishu.
Note ①: Refers to the famous scene where the black spirit holds the atomic warrior's bun in one hand.