nucmednet Chapter 116 Little Monster
Chapter 116 Little Monster
"Next." She looked towards the audience.
Shan Zhe's plan will probably only be implemented after she defeats the entire team.
Okay, she hit it slowly, trying to make each person last a full minute.
After five minutes, the audience on the stage felt a little aesthetically fatigued.
There wasn't a single trace of fierce fighting.
"There are only two people left. It seems that if you don't show some real skills, your fellow disciples will be wiped out, Senior Sister." The man was really bored and reminded her.
The drama of the strong defeating the weak becomes boring after watching it for a long time. He is just a little aesthetically fatigued and wants to watch some women fighting to relieve his mood.
Although, it is very likely that this senior sister will just be killed if she goes up.
Hong Minzhi came up to the stage, clasped his fists slightly, and started.
Jiang Fu could clearly feel that the woman standing up this time was different, and she looked very familiar.
"Don't hold back." She said seriously.
Jiang Fu nodded slightly and took a stance.
In the stands.
Seeing the man absorbed in the stands, the person next to him finally spoke up, "Who looks better when women fight, or me?"
"Will I not live to see tomorrow?" The man looked at him.
The lunatics that T1 players call them, the outliers among them...
At their level, there are some unique indicators that distinguish them from ordinary people, namely the infection rate of Origin Cells. The infection rate of T2 level players is around 30-50%. Only those who exceed this threshold are officially considered to be among the top players.
This madman is an exception. No one knows what his infection rate is. Some even suspect it is close to 100%, second only to the rumored monster.
"Let me ask you a question. Did the planner send you anything recently?" Shan Zhe was too lazy to waste time with him.
"You want to know?" the young man snorted coldly.
"It doesn't matter if you don't tell me." Shanzhe's voice was calm?
After all, he had other options.
The young man was a little nervous. "I really want to know what kind of crazy people you were back then."
He had heard from the gossipmonger that what this madman had done before was quite against the rules of the game. But after the "Day of Judgment", this madman began to take another abnormal path.
"He was just an idealist who died on the road." He laughed. "I want to know the return address?"
He knew that at this stage, planners would start sending other players' information to T1 players and potential T2 players to ensure that the upper players continued to fight.
Reverse deduction may help us find out where the other party is.
The young man thought for a moment and said, "I don't know."
After saying that, he disappeared in an instant.
Shan Zhe was not angry. The young man's "talent" was spatial movement, and he really couldn't catch up with him if he wanted to escape.
On the stage.
Jiang Fu exchanged a few moves with the girl and inexplicably felt that the scene was becoming more and more familiar, just like a teacher guiding a student.
"Minzhi, your hands are too tense, you need to relax."
A memory flashed through her mind, it didn't seem to be her own, but she couldn't remember when and where it was plundered from.
But Hong Minzhi was shocked.
The person in front of her had the same habit of fighting with her as her master who had passed away many years ago.
In a trance, she recalled the scene on the day when her master passed away.
At that time, she was still a junior sister in the martial arts school, working in the mourning hall with her senior brothers and sisters.
"We are old friends of the old gentleman and would like to say goodbye to him." The visitor was an elegant young man with a wisp of long hair behind his back.
He was handsome, and she took a closer look and noticed the little girl with the man.
The little girl was different from any other child she had ever seen. She was at an age where she should be making mischief and having a runny nose, but she was very quiet.
"Little sister, do you want to eat something?" She walked over.
"No need." She raised her head and looked at her.
Those were a pair of golden eyes that were different from those of ordinary people. There was a hint of impatience in them, as if he was somewhat dissatisfied with her sudden interruption.
"Sorry, I just wanted to ask your name."
"Disaster042."
"What?" She was a little confused.
This seems to be a foreign name.
The girl ignored her and looked at the man beside her, "Old Xie, are you done?"
"Sorry, little monster, let's go in." Xie Yingzhi looked at her politely, "Our child doesn't like to be disturbed."
"Oh." Hong Minzhi felt a little disgusted.
I don’t know whose child this is, but he is so rude.
Little Monster, well, the man did get the name right.
When the owner of a martial arts school passed away, not only his deceased friends came to pay their respects, but also the owner of the martial arts school next door.
"It is really sad that old Master Hong has passed away, but you, Hongtian Martial Arts School, should still fulfill the duel that you agreed with us." The old master from the opposite door smiled like a chrysanthemum and motioned his eldest disciple to come forward.
The eldest brother bravely stepped forward, but was injured. Then it was the second brother...
The third sister was about to step forward, but unexpectedly the opponent's move had already arrived.
"Senior sister!"
The woman covered her face and fell to the ground.
The disciple from the martial arts school next door was saying dirty words and was about to walk towards her when his fingers were pinched by someone.
It was that rude Di something just now.
The little girl seemed to be born with extraordinary strength. She easily broke the hand of the person next door and threw it aside. The people next door thought she was also a student of the martial arts school. One after another, they rushed over, and one after another fell down, finally reaching the old man who was the owner of the martial arts school.
"Girl... Auntie, please forgive me, I can do anything..." The old man was sweating profusely and begging for mercy tremblingly.
The little girl crossed her arms impatiently.
"Move aside, you're blocking the road."
Hong Minzhi was a little confused, "Aren't you here to help us?"
"Why do you think so?" The little girl turned around and stared at her in confusion.
Hong Minzhi held her back and asked, "Didn't you help us teach the people next door a lesson?"
"They're in the way." She turned and left.
The elegant man helped her up and then went after the little girl.
"Old Xie, what is help? Is this something I need to consider?"
As the recollection of the strange little girl ended, Hong Minzhi vaguely remembered that the little girl seemed to have used some of the moves taught by her master.
Could it be that the person in front of me is the girl from that year?
"Who taught you this trick?" she asked.
Jiang Fu also vaguely felt that something was wrong.
Could this woman be someone she had met as a child? She was older than she was, which meant she remembered her childhood very clearly.
When meeting old friends again, there is not joy, but fear that the dark history will be exposed.
"Nothing to do with you."
She planned to distance herself from the matter first and then find a hole in the ground to hide for a while.
But the woman kept insisting, "Then why do you know the martial arts created by my master?"
Jiang Fu didn't know how to explain it to her...
The origin cells would extract the memories of the dead, reorganize and fuse them into her brain. Even if she didn't want to learn, those things were in her mind and would pop up at any moment.