('"Bang!"

The two fists collided with force, and no one could cheat in the same abilities. The two bodies bear the subsequent reaction force at the same time, just like a simple 1-1=0. Strictly speaking, this is no longer a battle of ability and has completely become a simple physical competition despised by most abilities. Whoever can persist in the physical strength is the winner. Two people have fallen from the replica, and one of them has suffered heavy damage and has been reheated is on the verge of overdrawing.

The replica holds the shaking body and watches one side falls down.[.z

"Don't show off, you lost." The replica came to the above conclusion when facing one of his knees that were trembling due to fatigue.

"...Is that right?" He tried hard to raise his body with his arms, sweat dripped down his snow-white forehead, and a sneer came from under his covered face, "Is this what you think?"

"Time..." The copy tapped his neck with his fingers, "You failed to knock us down in half an hour, it's all over. You are no match for us."

The same position of the fingers of the replica is the battery indicator light on one neck. The red dot struggled and flashed for a while, but in the end it was still unwilling to go out gradually.

"You are no different from ordinary people now, and may be even weaker than them. Now we kill you as easily as you slaughter ordinary people. You are our mother, and we will not kill you easily. We suggest you surrender honestly."

"So what? You took it back and then killed it? Don't forget that there is only one person who can become a god. That person is definitely not me or you evil parties who think they are like me." One side reached out and pushed away the forehead that was in trouble, supported his back, and re-posed for a battle posture.

"Yeah... I'm saying it." The replica frowned and thought, "In order to take care of your self-esteem, I'll kill you here."

Before he finished speaking, his fist broke through the wind!

"Then I am really grateful..." The incapacitated party raised his fist to meet him without fear, "But it may not be sure who will die!"

"Bang!"

The two fists that had collided dozens of times met again, and a figure flew high into the air and landed heavily on the ground.

"!"

The replicas opened their eyes wide and looked incredible on their faces, because the person who flew out was not the shaky side, but the replica who was very confident in the confrontation with her.

"How..." The loser in the confrontation did not understand what was going on until he was defeated. She looked at her partner in confusion and received an equally confused response.

"Do you guys still think that you and I are on the same height as you? You're so laughing!" Yi Fang's unruly mouth grinned a arrogant smile, "I'm a decisive difference from you fake guys."

"This is impossible!" The loser got up again without believing in the evil spirit and launched an attack on one side again.

"Bang!"

The result this time was no change. The replica was hit by a seemingly light punch again. The replica lying on the ground struggled for a few times, but still couldn't bear it.

Suddenly, fear appeared on the faces of the replicas. Once it could be explained by coincidence, and twice it was absolutely something they didn't understand was causing trouble. They didn't understand why they could only beat people down with one replica when they activated their abilities. After losing all their abilities, they could only beat people down with their fists.

"You fake guys don't seem to understand the situation." Yi Fang grinned, "That's right, you don't know it's of course. That was five or six years ago. At that time, I was still in the academy and asked the old people in the board of directors to take the courage to make trouble on me."

"..." The replicas looked at each other and the two walked up from the ranks.

"Hey, if you can't get one, just add two. Can't you think of a more creative way? It's a combat machine created by man..."

"Shut up!" This sentence greatly angered the replica. Before one side could finish his words, the two angrily shouted, turning into two phantoms to attack one side from left to right.

"Idiot." One side punched out his two fists and fought against the two.

"Ping! Pong!" The knocked copy body dragged out two long traces of sand and soil on the ground.

"You bastard!" A copycat with a more impulsive personality wanted to rush up and fight with one side, but was stopped by his steady companion.

"Why, don't you attack?" One side hooked his fingers at the replicas provocatively, "It's useless to find a solution from the library's database now. It was already five years ago that I learned this move. The battle records at that time had been erased by me personally. As for another person who could use this move... I'm called Muhara, but I've been killed by me anyway."

"There are many Muyuans, and your ability development is the one who takes charge of your ability development." The replica corrected. "We cannot find the battle records between you and him. It may have been erased as you said. However, you repeatedly provoked us so much that your 'special ability' is not as omnipotent as we imagined."

"Yeah~ is that?" One party refused to comment, "You fake guy, let me crack it. I don't want to go forward anyway."

As he said that, one side actually picked up a big stone that was thrown by Aki Yoshiki and sat on it, as if I was waiting for you to attack.

"Then, I'll crack it for you."

"blow!"

Something flew out from the feet of the replica to the door of the face. She only had time to turn her head slightly and dodge her face felt a heat. She reached out to wipe her cheeks silently, and a blood-red sticking to her palms, and the sound of stones colliding sounded in the distance.

"Sure enough," the replica showed an unexpected expression, "You provoked us to attack us so that we could have physical contact with you, because your method of cracking the reflex abilities has no effect on flying props. In this way, this so-called "special ability" is just a little trick - when we hit us, you didn't face it head-on, but pulled back your fists at the moment when both sides were about to contact, and in turn used the power of reflex to make us suffer. I wonder if I was right?"

"You fake guys..." Yi Fang gritted his teeth and stood up from the stone, and his anger made blood rush onto her cheeks, and the blood from the wound flowed down his too fair skin.

Yifang's mood was even more angry than when she saw her own replica, and it was not an exaggeration to call her angry. She was not angry, but when she was fighting with Muhara, she was almost forced into a dead end by the so-called slut in the replica. The replica, which she had been despised by herself, only took one round to see through the mystery, which was a great insult to her self-esteem!

"I didn't want to waste this thing on you fake guys. Since you are so ignorant, I don't mind being a bad party again..."

"That's..." The replica's pupils suddenly shrank, "Stop her!"

"Swish!" It can be said that the replicas who are one mind and one body took action before they finished speaking, and stones shot towards one side like bullets.

When the stone was about to touch one's skin, it strangely stopped moving forward and shot back at the replicas at a faster speed than the momentum. A syringe slid from one's hand, and there was still a bright red medicine liquid inside.

"How did you get the stimulant?" The replica looked at one side with complicated eyes.

"How did I get it?" A cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and two unknown black wings slowly extended from behind him. "This thing was originally developed for the purpose of military use, and I remember it. My current identity is Lieutenant Colonel Chief of Staff of the Misaka Special Fighting Group of the Earth Federation Army, Yuriko Suzuki!"

"call……"

With the help of the harmful power of stimulants, the black wings extended into a huge plane dozens of meters wide behind one side. The side under the light of the whole spirit stood proudly in front of their opponents like a fallen angel. In the face of the turbulent flow formed by the powerful force, the huge stones rolled on the ground like sand and dust, forming a large sandstorm centered on one side.

"Is this your strength before you get hurt..." The replica is standing in the whirlpool of wind and sand, and there is relief in your eyes. "It seems that you are right. There is indeed a decisive difference between us and you."

"Did you finally recognize yourself?" Yifang's slightly closed eyes suddenly widened, "Then, let me die!"

"Hu Rumble!"

The black torrent swept across the replicas with wind and sand. The ground rushed out of the mud gullies dozens of meters wide as if it was hit by a warship shell. Everything around was completely swept away by this violent force. The sound of collision came dozens of kilometers along the river bank. Even the river water was briefly lifted out of the riverbed by this force, forming a broken stream.

"!"

A few kilometers away, Shangjou Dangma suddenly turned around, and his sight was exactly where one side was traveling.

"That guy, he was still showing off in the end."

"She probably doesn't want to admit that those replicas are already out of their reach." Yuki Atsuki shrugged his shoulders in understanding. "If I had encountered that situation, I would probably use my greatest strength to fight. After all, everyone thinks that I am unique in the world."

"Well..." Shangyong nodded silently, "Let's go, we still have unfinished tasks, so there is no need to wait for her."

ps: It's not yet May...Holiday Syndrome?...

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