A punch hit him on the cheek.
Duan Xiaolin's expression was gloomy and unclear: "I've heard of you a long time ago."
He stared at Xiao Yue's deformed face quietly.
In the story, ordinary people would never be able to get that thing in their entire life, so why could Xiao Yue get it so easily?
The sheer number of crystal cores and weapons was indeed a bit unexpected.
Duan Xiaolin asked, "Where were you five days ago?"
"...Five days ago? Why are you asking? Does it have anything to do with you? Back then, I only had a tiny bit of superpowers, and I was able to contribute a little to the base."
"Really?" Duan Xiaolin sneered, "In that battle five days ago, it seemed like there was a deserter."
Xiao Yue's eyes widened suddenly, and he quickly covered it up: "I don't understand what you mean."
"The deserter's escape has left the entire team and base in a stalemate, leaving them stranded and waiting to die."
"I don't understand what you're talking about."
Duan Xiaolin's eyes seemed to be filled with poisonous snakes, locking onto him tightly. "Do you know that after that deserter left, the last city fell, and it was filled with the elderly, the weak, the sick, women, and children?"
Xiao Yue shook off his hand, clenched his fist, and swung it hard.
The fist was filled with lightning and superpowers, and the dual superpowers burst out at the same time, rushing towards Duan Xiaolin.
Ling Lang rushed forward in time, and his dual abilities also exploded rapidly.
The two men started fighting.
You come and I go.
Xiao Yue seemed to have his potential stimulated by this life-and-death battle. With the power of all the equipment on his body, he was able to fight Ling Lang to a draw.
After a few rounds, Xiao Yue punched Ling Lang in the chest. Ling Lang took a few steps back and frowned.
This man became stronger and stronger as the fight went on, and he was gradually falling into a disadvantage.
He... who is his background and why does he have such an understanding?
The supernatural energy becomes stronger and stronger with each fight.
Duan Xiaolin stood silently behind Ling Lang, his hands clenched into fists behind his back.
Apply a little force and then release.
Some things are destined to be impossible to do.
He pulled Ling Lang back, "He is different from other people with special abilities."
Ling Lang also realized it.
Ordinary psychics rely on awakening and rarely use crystal cores, and the effect of crystal cores only accounts for one tenth.
Xiao Yue's supernatural talents are maxed out, and the high-level crystal cores on his body are even more exaggerated. Half of his talents are talents, and the other half are auxiliary crystal cores. He is a rare genius.
Ling Lang was not afraid at all. He wiped the blood off his face, stood up again, and raised his middle finger at him, "Afraid of you?"
Xiao Yue became excited as he fought, his equipment emitting a brilliant golden light. "Come on! Who's afraid of who?"
Compared to Ling Lang, he is more like an indestructible cockroach who becomes more courageous as he faces more setbacks.
Ling Lang and he fought again using their super powers and fists.
Xiao Yue felt that the superpowers in his body were becoming more and more abundant, and the two superpowers were constantly merging during the battle, approaching perfection.
A roundhouse kick with supernatural powers knocked Ling Lang to the ground.
Ling Lang stood up again in an instant and shook his numb hands.
He cursed: "What a waste, damn it, there is something wrong with this kid, he is just unlucky."
Just now, he actually hid all his superpowers.
The last shot missed.
Xiao Yue seemed to be stunned for a few seconds, then quickly accepted this reality. He looked at his hands.
The superpowers have been upgraded to another level.
He is stronger.
Then he looked at Duan Xiaolin and deliberately asked, "Mr. Judge, where are your supernatural powers? Are you scared?"
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