The second disease teaches you to be a man [comprehensive]

In the first phase, he watched Guangzhou spread his wings and catch a big slam dunk again. The enemy gun staggered to the ground and twitched a few times and never got up again. He was a little surprised and uncertain.

Of course, he wasn't intimidated by Guangzhou's honey knife technique.

Yoshimitsu, who forged them, was a master of short swords, so Awataguchi was flooded with all kinds of short swords, and the sword techniques used by Fusangshin were passed on to the holders. Impact.

But, as far as he knows, no one should use such a... basketball textbook style knife.

"Ha! Hey! Candlestick cut slam dunk!" Oh, it was Tsurumaru who said it.

In the first issue, he calmly constructed a new word full of modern flavor in his mind.

The focus of the first issue is on the two people who started dancing in this inappropriate place.

Obviously, in the middle of the field, the enemy's gun, which is still alive, has a high defense, but he is already crumbling under the joint torture of the two snake spirits, and his eyes are dull.

As the last enemy gun crashed down, the roar of resentment slowly dissipated in the gradually clearer air, probably never been knocked down by a sword (human) in such a shameful and weird way, even Tsurumaru He couldn't bear it, he always felt that there was still a gleam of bewilderment and bewilderment left in this guy's bloody and cloudy eyes before parting.

"call--"

Guangzhou picked up the snow-bright short knife that was shining with silver light and blew lightly towards the blade. A series of crystal clear blood drops were thrown off one after another like a touch of gorgeous cinnabar on the silvery white snow. The cool and cool moonlight angle is really good. Just like the top-down spotlight that has completed the task of "illuminating his beauty" conscientiously, it is only a matter of showing a triumphant smile and squatting next to the bones of the retrograde army to take a wave of selfies with classic scissors hands.

However, the defeated retrograde army had long been wiped out in the air.

With his sword back in its sheath, Guangzhou put on a handsome posture facing the wind, and said coolly to the front: "The war has been won, and you are safe."

The two people standing behind felt that their eyes should not be blind: "..." There is only air in front of you, who are you talking to?

Yu... What kind of sword is it?Or, is he really a sword?

His mind was in a mess, and he couldn't help but look at the black-haired boy.

When he came, he also thought about the reasons for the various anomalies in front of him. For example, the Fusangshen team of other god judges came to their battlefield in a time-space disorder and helped clean up the retrograde army that besieged and suppressed his brother, or some people who escaped from other Honmaru Fu Sangshen, who went homeless, acted bravely and helped out.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't have imagined that his younger brother could do this when he was just born at the first level. The dozen or so attack points along the way, including the well-concealed corners, were swept away. All the retrograde army was leveled all the way by his bulldozer brother, which was simply beyond his cognition.

As long as he is a fusangshen, such a talent attribute may have to reach ten flowers, or the kind with the highest value of attack, impact and defense.

There is another name for this kind of person in reality, which is——

"RMB player".

Maybe he is not actually a fusangshen, so what are they?Is it human?

But since Yizheng woke up again, he has never seen such a powerful human being again.

Nowadays, those who possess spiritual power often neglect to temper their bodies. They are more accustomed to using spiritual power to achieve their own goals. What's more, there are dozens of people who wholeheartedly treat him as the lord without paying a price. If there is any trouble, he will rush to the front of Fu Sangshen as the protector, which means that exercising the body, honing the will and skills is meaningless.

Therefore, most of the judges gave Yiqi Yizhen a feeling of being weak and in need of personal protection.

However, in front of this...

Is it really possible that a person who is scurrying around on top of his head like a wild little leopard, wishing to turn 360 degrees in the air, is really a god judge?

If Yu is really a god judge, he has deceived himself... Yiqi Yizhen can't tell what his current mood is.

Compared with the thoughtful younger brother, Tsurumaru is much more heartless. He happily held the hand of "Short Knife" and asked a lot of things, although he only got a few cold answers and a few words with unclear meanings. The secondary language, but happy like a mentally retarded.

By the time Yizheng came back to his senses, Tsurumaru was already happily swearing that he wanted to join Yu's Beast Army.

One issue, one strike: ? ? ?What just happened.

Guangzhou didn't know the battle between heaven and man in his cheap Nissan's mind.Guang Zhou, who returned to the original place with proud steps of victory, suddenly felt a strange gaze from the side, pretending to be unintentional, looking at him countless times.

Thinking about what kind of kingly posture to use, His Royal Highness Guangzhou turned slowly and gracefully to stare at the spy, and met a pair of honey-colored eyes. The shock and incredible aftertaste still remained, but there was a trace of the interweaving that was hidden. Good probing and skepticism.

"..." Some teenagers with big cat eyes narrowed their eyes. Could it be that the Strawberry Baron guessed something?

However, as a wise and hard-working ruler, he has already secretly conveyed his real information to these fusangshen in his usual introduction. Why hasn't anyone figured it out yet?

so tired.

After Yiqi Yizhen took out the time-space compass in his arms, Guangzhou has now wiped out all the enemies in sevens and eighties by himself. One, he desperately wanted to be quiet.

When Yiqi's hand was about to press the back button, he hesitated for a while, looked at Guangzhou and asked tentatively: "You, have you seen the God Judge, right? What kind of person is he?"

The black-haired boy raised his head abruptly and looked at Yiqi Yizheng.

As a mortal star who doesn't show off, Guangzhou has no way to hide his uniqueness.

His so-called undercover plan was actually frantically tested by him on the verge of being exposed. To be honest, he himself was a little surprised when he successfully sneaked in with a disguised dagger.

Not to mention being hidden among the many swords that he doesn't know much about, Guangzhou's unique temperament, character and ability make him stand out even in his own group - human beings, like a lamb mixed in Even if the white peacock has the same fur color, people will feel his different soul color at the first glance.

Not to mention being mixed among a group of spirits born from artifacts, if it weren't for the god teammate Shizhi's government with his head flooded and some cheating unconventional technological means to cover up his breath, I'm afraid he would have been exposed long ago.

The audience fell into a silent atmosphere of wide-eyed and small-eyed eyes. After Guangzhou confirmed that he had stunned the opponent with his domineering aura, he folded his arms and his expression suddenly became haughty. He nodded silently in his heart, extremely satisfied .

The Strawberry Baron I appointed is really powerful. Although he is a little worse than the Pink Earl, his insight is not bad. No wonder he was the first [not] to see through his identity.

As the recognized brother of Emperor Augustus, he will be protected by the king for life.

Now it's time for him to understand how honorable it is to be Baron Strawberry.

"That's right, I am your God Judge."

The black-haired boy who threw down a huge bomb refused to answer the question of what kind of person the interrogator was. He chose to demonstrate himself and blew himself up.

It's so pure and simple.

With a bang, Guangzhou heard the sound of something falling to the ground from the side. He turned his head and saw that the snow-white sword in Tsurumaru's hand fell to the ground in fright. His handsome face was a little distorted. Obviously, the shock this time was a little too much , "Wait, what did you just say?"

Tsurumaru wondered if his ears were bitten by the tigers of the Five Tigers, and felt that his throat was a bit blocked, "Did I hear wrong?"

"...Are you a god judge?"

The level of surprise was not too high, but his attention obviously turned to another aspect.

"..." In the first phase, Yizhen felt that he was so stupid when he was crazy and entangled before. Why did he blew his identity so simply and directly?

He remembered Foxnosuke's advice on the issue of Shenyin—since he couldn't tell his real name, hey.

Guang Zhou, who has a unique experience in naming names, confidently chose a code name that will make everyone in Honmaru want to be a dog very much.

"That's right, I am—the Dark Emperor."

Two people: "..." Don't, please.

Dark Emperor...

Tsurumaru recited the code in disbelief, should he respectfully call his lord the Dark Emperor when he goes out in the future? !It's a little too shameful!

Beginning to understand how terrible it is to be tortured by the second disease, Yiqi covered his forehead in some pain.

Walking out of the space-time tunnel, after three steps, he looked at the god judge again. After being tossed like this, he couldn't get up at all, and his eyes became soft again.

The blue-haired Taidao still clearly remembers how this human disguised as a short sword stood firmly in front of him and vowed to protect them when he and Tsurumaru came to this era by accident and were unable to fight. appearance.

Yes, compared to weapons that can be continuously repaired by hand, as a human being, isn't it more difficult for him to make such a decision than a sword?

What's more, judging by his age, in human society, he is just a child who has just entered middle school, and he has not passed the time like his brothers. Although he still maintains the appearance of a child, his heart has changed. Incomparably tough, has experienced the baptism of countless wars.

He is a child, shouldn't he be pampered?

No matter what his purpose of disguising himself as a dagger is, it is impossible for him to choose not to forgive, who once regarded himself as an elder brother.

The first episode of Yixing Song, which had a lot of thieves in my heart, has reached the highest achievement of talking to myself, and I silently forgave this new fake younger brother in my heart.