The strongest talent

At about 8:30 in the evening, the moonlight dimmed and night shrouded Tianming Mountain.

On the winding road in the mountains, Yuan Qing carried an alloy sword on his back, humming the hottest pop songs at the moment, and trotted all the way to the landing place of the five shuttle fighters, his steps brisk.

"There are five shuttle fighters, but unfortunately they are too big to be put in the laboratory and taken to the Qingyuan base." Yuan Qing was pleased: "One will do, after all, it is a C model. Its ultimate flight speed can reach 8.2 times the speed of sound. A conservative estimate is that the normal transaction price can be sold for around 6 million!"

6 million alliance coins is the most ideal price. In fact, we must consider supporting ground maintenance vehicles, maintenance vehicles, corresponding mechanics, spare parts, and electronic equipment inspectors... It would be good to sell a bare metal machine for 5 million. , the black market price is even lower, Yuan Qing’s expected price is - 4 million.

"Four million, four million." Yuan Qing rubbed his fingers, his eyes full of excitement.

People can't be rich without windfall. This is the hard truth passed down before the catastrophe - before getting the bluestone, there was no Hongdu Group to hunt down, and life was relatively smooth. Lead the Wolf Fang team to do tasks, hunt mutant beasts, save money, and you can buy a bottle of first-level evolutionary fluid in half a year.

However, with this kind of lifestyle, saving 4 million alliance coins can only be imagined in dreams, and it is basically impossible in ten or eight years.

"It is very dangerous to offend the Hongdu Group, and the rewards are not small!" Yuan Qing is getting closer and closer to the five shuttle fighters, his eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and he is already planning what will happen in the future: "We will find it when we get to Qingyuan Base. Lao Hei, he has been working at the Qingyuan base for more than two years, and the black market is very clear. It is not difficult to sell a shuttle fighter."

Lao Hei was a former member of the "Spike Team". He was a spiritual warrior specializing in thermal weapons. He was not keen on fighting. After completing a few tasks, he voluntarily applied to leave the team. He specialized in the production of psychic weapons and went to Jiyuan Base to start a new business. He opened a weapons store - even though he left the team, his friendship with the team members was not affected. The Wolf Fang team all purchased thermal weapons and psychic magazines like the C-1 Vulcan Gun from Lao Hei. The cost price is very interesting.

Being able to make a name for himself in the mixed Qingyuan base, Lao Hei has a certain way of doing things, and the name of the weapon shop is also very unique - Hei Shop.

"Fly a shuttle fighter to find Lao Hei. I think I can scare him." Yuan Qing thought about Lao Hei's expression when he saw the fighter. The corners of his mouth slowly raised and he looked up at the scene two hundred meters away. The shuttle fighter sped up and walked over.

Five shuttle fighters, with HDC-2-J6 printed on the center of the flagship aircraft observation room, Xiong Yuanfeng sat on the rotating alloy seat in front of the observation screen, with twisted alloy gloves on his right hand, holding A combat kettle, slowly drinking the water from the kettle.

The scarlet bloodshot eyes seemed to have faded as he drank a lot of water; the muscles on his arms were tense, and the blood vessels bulged under the dark skin. His chest, neck, and head were all covered with a layer of blood. Light golden color - this is a typical feature of early second-level fighters, with parts of their bodies made of metal!

"Yuan Qing..." Xiong Yuanfeng looked at the screen and Yuan Qing, who was quickly approaching the fighter plane. His eyes were extremely low, he slowly rotated the seat and pressed a control button on the console.

Just when Yuan Qing was still more than ten meters away from the fighter plane, there was a soft "buzz" sound, and the fighter plane door opened automatically!

"Handsome!" Yuan Qing looked down at the six-pointed star pattern on his right arm and said with joy: "Zhi Nao, I just want to communicate with you to open the hatch. You can do it yourself. The fighter plane has iris verification and authority identification code. Ordinary people can’t get in at all, and even if they want to steal, it’s difficult.”

Zhinao's voice quickly sounded in Yuanshen's mind: "The laboratory was kept at the lowest power consumption just now. I didn't open the plane door... Yuan Qing, be careful!"

Yuan Qing's heart suddenly tightened, he reacted instantly, turned his body, and subconsciously made a dodge movement; at the same time, a metallic light suddenly shot out from the cabin, so fast that he couldn't even see it, and it was almost close to him. Yuan Qing passed by his waist, and with a bang, a large hole with a diameter of more than one meter opened on the ground behind Yuan Qing's body, and the broken rocks and sand exploded for more than ten meters.

As a result, a lot of gravel "crackled" on Yuan Qing's body, and the combat uniform taken off from the Hongdu guards was punched with holes!

"What the hell!" Yuan Qing rolled on the ground, jumped out seven or eight meters with a whoosh, and turned to look at the big crater that had just been blasted next to him.

In the large pit, a twisted and deformed alloy glove sunk into the ground, leaving only a small part, stained with some dried blood, which looked particularly cold in the moonlight.

Snap, snap, snap, snap, snap...

Extremely heavy and slow footsteps came from inside the cabin; Xiong Yuanfeng's eyes flashed with a fierce light as if they were real, and he slowly walked to the door of the cabin, staring into Yuan Qing's eyes, his breathing became heavier and heavier, and his voice Faintly hoarse: "Yuan, Qing!"

"Angry bear!" Yuan Qing guessed his identity instantly, and almost without thinking, he turned his right hand and pulled out the alloy sword from behind, holding it in his hand and holding it tightly.

A second-level early stage fighter, this is the strongest opponent he has encountered so far!

"Deliberately shooting to provoke the high-level mutant beasts, killing fifty of my team members, and causing me to lose half of my left arm, but you yourself were able to survive unscathed from the mutant beasts..." Xiong Yuanfeng stepped off the fighter plane. , slowly approached Yuan Qing, with incomparable ferocity and fanaticism on his face: "I guessed that you had a secret, and I also guessed that you would come to steal the fighter plane. Yuan Qing, this time you came to the door yourself. Come, your life belongs to me!"

Yuan Qing didn't take a step back, his mind spinning rapidly.

The skin of a second-level fighter can be partially metalized. When entering the early stage of the second level, the metalized area accounts for about 30% of the total body surface area. Under normal circumstances, they will choose to protect their chest, neck and head, and this angry bear is no exception. . The combination of the ordinary first-level spiritual warrior and the spiritual energy of the sword makes it almost impossible to break through the metal body of the second-level fighter. To defeat him and kill him, he must either cut off his limbs and slowly kill him; or he can stab him from behind. His heart!

"Let me guess your secret." Xiong Yuanfeng has already walked within ten meters in front of Yuan Qing, and is still moving forward. The surface of his right fist is covered with a faint golden light, and his eyes are becoming more and more fanatical: "It's invisibility, mutation Beast breath simulation, or something else... It doesn't matter, I will dig your secrets out of your mouth word by word, and it will make you worse than dead and regret everything you have done!"

Yuan Qing straddled his feet diagonally, the alloy sword in his hand sank, the tip of the sword tilted upward, the muscles of his two arms bulged slightly, his heart beat vigorously, and strong spiritual energy entered the blood circulation and flowed throughout the body; the surface of the sword was covered with A layer of light silver halo appeared, and after a deep breath, the nostrils and corners of the mouth glowed with light silver!

"My subordinates reported earlier that you were in the middle of the first level. It turns out that you have made a breakthrough and are already at the peak of the first level." Xiong Yuanfeng entered five meters in front of Yuan Qing. The muscles of his right arm were bulging, as if he had accumulated endless power. Both the voice and the footsteps contain powerful pressure: "To me, there is no difference between the middle stage of the first order and the peak of the first order. In close combat, no spiritual warrior can be the opponent of a fighter!"

As soon as the words fell, Xiong Yuanfeng's body suddenly rushed forward, and his right fist brought up an extremely strong wind, like a golden light that tore the air, and instantly hit the front of Yuan Qing's chest.

"So fast!" Yuan Qing's pupils shrank slightly, the alloy sword stood upright and tilted, and at the same time he raised his left hand to press against the blade of the sword.

Bang!

Xiong Yuanfeng's fist hit the widest part of the alloy sword!

On the surface of the sword, a powerful impact force exploded into a ring-shaped air wave. Yuan Qing's body involuntarily retreated backwards, and his feet plowed two shallow grooves more than 5 meters long on the ground. The high-strength rubber soles of the combat boots When it rubbed against the ground, a faint black smoke came out, and a strong burnt smell came out.

"It's about as I guessed. The blade is twisted, but it's still usable!" Yuan Qing's arms were sore and numb, and he lowered his head and glanced at the sword; the place where he had just received his fist had collapsed, and several pieces of the blade were broken off. , like a serrated knife - the sword was in a combined psychic state just now, otherwise it would not have been able to withstand his punch!

Xiong Yuanfeng frowned and was a little surprised: "The alloy sword has not been scrapped. Your level of psychic integration is so high?"

Yuan Qing said nothing at all.

The degree of spiritual combination between a spiritual warrior and a weapon depends on two aspects, one is talent and the other is the total amount of spiritual energy. For example, a three-star spiritual warrior with the same level of weapons can achieve three-star union, and it will be difficult to reach the sky if he wants to go further; and a higher-level spiritual warrior, such as the strongest spiritual warrior in China, "Heijiang King", holds in his hand A C-grade alloy sword can achieve perfect union in an instant.

It is because the total amount of psychic energy is too high and the grade is too high. It has an overwhelming advantage over low-level swords and can easily force a combination.

Of course, it is impossible for the King of Heijiang to use a C-class sword. It is like an adult holding a weak straw. Even if they are perfectly combined, they cannot exert their full strength. And now Yuan Qing is the only known black hole talent holder on the earth. What he and the sword of the same level have achieved is the perfect union that all spiritual warriors dream of, 100% display of their own spiritual energy through the sword!

"The extremely high degree of psychic union, is this one of your secrets?" Xiong Yuanfeng moved his right wrist to eliminate the slight numbness caused by the previous collision, and continued to approach Yuan Qing with a fierce and greedy look: "How many secrets do you have? , it’s all mine, it’s all mine!”

As he spoke, his feet began to charge, and the metal right fist struck again.

"Today is a memorable day." Yuan Qing's eyes narrowed into a slit, his body leaned forward slightly, and he no longer used the sword to resist his fist, but charged head-on; he held the sword behind his hands, with the blade attached to his waist and the tip of the sword. Slanting downwards, he twisted his waist and swung his arm fiercely to draw out the sword, releasing a piece of silver-white sword light.

His body passed by Xiong Yuanfeng!