For a young child, his father is a wall that protects him from wind and rain, a male figure that will never fall down.

Especially for little girls who have no father, the father in other people's families/fairy tale books is an even more impressive male image.

My mother didn't say anything good about my father... but she didn't say anything bad either, as if he didn't exist at all. But my grandfather, the only male in his life, had been protecting me from the wind and rain.

Although he is dull, slow and unable to communicate, he is always on his side.

"Would it be like this if I had a father?"

It combines the male images of grandfather and father in the storybook, and subtly overlaps with the "strong little tin soldier"... In the little girl's fairy tale book, no matter how many winds and hardships she has experienced, in the end, "

"He" will still come back to protect him, right?

At least, the "heart" will come back.

The Little Tin Soldier, Song Ying's 4-pronged spiritual weapon, the second spiritual blade, is made from children's toy tin soldiers, a small silver sword, and a small pistol.

Its true appearance is just a gray-white metal heart. The periphery can be filled with material to form a human shape. As an independent guardian, it is a typical spirit blade of the Eldar.

But now there is no self-awareness (there are signs). The highest figure is a middle-aged male figure in military uniform that has been filled to a height of 3 meters. However, if it is forcibly filled at all costs, it can enter a huge silent form that cannot move.

And when it takes action forcefully...it's the "little tin soldier's" decisive moment - the moment of protection.

The Spirit Blade "Little Tin Soldier" is overloaded, and the extreme state of full psychic energy burst can only be forced to last for 10 to 3 minutes (it is currently in the most extreme state of three minutes). At that time, it will be forced offline, which is equivalent to not having this weapon.

The presence of the Spirit Blade (including bioenergy bonus).

When Zheng Li dealt with Liu Carter, both Gui Ying and Ah Qiong entered this state. Ah Qiong, who was affected by the backlash of psychic energy, slept for several days.

The next quarter-final match is less than three days away. This shows the super side effects of super status. It is unlikely that the offline time will be less than three days...Song Ying will kill when she meets. Even if she wins, she must use

The 3-blade state is ready for the next game. It may not even be enough to maintain the biological energy of the psychic organs, which is almost a waste.

"It seems that I have put tremendous pressure on you! Little girl!"

Zheng Li happily jumped into the herd of beasts, as if he had forgotten that he was an archer.

The long knife with one and a half blades suddenly danced in a circle, and a large piece of sawdust fell instantly around it.

Even the wooden beast endowed with more spiritual energy is still as fragile as confetti in front of the seven-pronged killing spirit blade full of blood energy.

No, perhaps it is precisely because of the inferior false soul in the human form, the beast form, that the Ghost Blade, which is a double attack of both physical and spiritual power, can tear everything apart easily.

The audience who saw this scene actually began to think about the legendary sword pressure and whether the sword energy existed? Otherwise, why did the puppet disintegrate under pressure before the sword blade touched the limbs?

Jumping? Rushing forward? Killing, Zheng Li dances between the blades, showing the essence of close combat cutting skills and perfect choices.

On a chaotic battlefield, among endless choices and possibilities? He always chooses the path that leads to the front with no damage and low consumption.

But? This is still not enough...

"Uh, has it reached its limit so quickly?"

The countless beasts showed no signs of fatigue or fear, and when the webs and spears all over the sky fell? There was no harmless answer.

Looking at the scratches on his arm, Zheng Li was filled with joy.

The rare frontal battle excites him, and the strength of his opponent is the basis of his satisfaction.

"Not bad, not bad? Really good? An army formed by supernatural powers? The spirit blade and himself act as strong soldiers and generals, a very excellent strategic system and tactical play."

A sincere compliment, but no response.

But Zheng Li suddenly stepped forward, swept through thousands of troops with a sharp slash, and split open a lurking spider beast two meters away.

"when!"

Song Ying, who was holding the ring in her hand, was forced out, but before she landed, those quiet eyes disappeared again without a trace after just a glimpse.

Zheng Li shook his head, this guy really doesn't give people a chance.

"Boom!"

When the army surrounded the only enemy, as the whole earth shook, and many puppets were trampled to pieces by their own people, General Jianbing finally arrived at the scene.

Looking at the giant divine soldier in front of him, Zheng Li also knew that he was in a desperate situation.

From the very beginning, if you choose to rush into the enemy formation with one enemy against ten thousand, this scene will happen sooner or later.

It's just that it's earlier than expected.

Zheng [58 Novels www.58xs.info] Li shrugged and looked at the towering giant, seeming to be thinking about something.

Doesn't he know that this giant has limits of action? How is it possible? Even gods cannot overcome the limitations of psionic science, let alone a new sword master with top-notch talents.

From the first moment he saw the giant, he knew that it would only take five minutes at most, and that he would only face Song Ying, who was greatly weakened.

He didn't know that rushing into the enemy's formation was equivalent to giving up his range and mobility advantage. The way to win was to retreat farther and delay time... He just wanted to give it a try and try his hand. Can the ace in the game crush Song Ying’s ace?

"Arrogance is the source of your failure. Reckless males will always do stupid things in front of the opposite sex due to the inexplicable influence of hormones. I thought you were an exception..."

The cold words echoed in the air, and as the giant's big feet slowly fell, Zheng Li was shrouded in shadow.

It seems that it is already a desperate situation.

Zheng Li finally put away his cynical smile. He took a deep breath, turned the long knife, and slowly pierced his heart with the blade.

Are you admitting defeat?

Did you just vote because you didn’t want to be trampled into a piece of meat?

When some people were surprised and others were shocked and disbelieving, a deep voice responded on the battlefield.

"Turn into a ghost."

"boom!"

The huge foot stalks crushed the earth, but they could not trample the little man below.

Zheng Li, who still had the hilt of the knife stuck in his chest and whose skin was faintly red, smiled slyly.

The big camera was still playing back the scene just now. When the blade touched Zheng Li's body, it was as if water had merged into a river and disappeared.

On the screen, while Zheng Li smiled, a red ghost horn that was growing rapidly appeared faintly on his forehead!

And as the handle of the knife completely integrated into his heart, Zheng Li's entire body began to undergo drastic changes!

Ghost horns, ghost teeth, ghost claws, ghost eyes, these ghost characteristics familiar to experienced hunters, appeared on his body one by one, and the violently changing muscles directly burst his coat.

When the change was quickly completed, the thin young man who was about 1.8 meters had disappeared without a trace. What was left behind was a ghost man with a minimum height of 2.2 meters and a muscular body.

The blood-red eyes were as calm as before, the two slender ghost horns were wrapped with thunder and lightning, the ghost man relaxed his neck and shook his hands, holding the sky with one arm, still adapting to his new body.

The camera briefly switched to near the entrance, where Lin Yuying was still fishing idly by the stream.

This undoubtedly shows that the demon who is wrestling with the giant independently in front of him is still not in the full psychic overload state of Onizakura Blade.

"Boom!"

When the camera switched back, it was indeed the half-kneeling giant above the calm-looking ghost man.

In the playback screen, the ghost man escaped from the giant's suppression in a flash, and then struck the underside of the giant's right leg with a fierce punch from his golden right arm wrapped with lightning.

"Kaka!"

The ghost man stepped away, and the giant's right foot instantly disintegrated on its own.

The wooden feet are regenerating at a high speed, and just the high-speed movement of the ghost's feet on the ground explains a lot of things.

The army surrounded them, and Song Ying did not have the confidence to let the overloaded giant face this monster alone.

The monster smiled, for the first time since its transformation.

Even in the eyes of a little girl, those ghost pupils counting down and the sharp ghost teeth exposed are a bit scary.

With a smile on his face, he looked around at the infinite army surrounding him, and finally spoke.
Chapter completed!