"Old Chen, don't think so extremely. No one wants to kill them all. In the end, it's just a discussion, so as to promote competition and achieve the goal of mutual progress." The old man in Tang suit said gently, trying to downplay this problem.
"I don't know if anyone wants to completely suppress the old technique?" Old Chen said coldly.
"Old Chen, you are still so stubborn. After the death of the four elders of the old art, only you and one or two people are left who are still strong and thoughtful in this field." The old man in Tang suit shook his head, Calm and full of calm, speak very confidently.
Old Chen said: "Chang Heng, you are very confident. Ever since you found a bridge to the extraordinary, your strength has leaped, and your character is no longer restrained."
The old man in Tang suit is named Chang Heng. He also has short hair, black and thick. Except for a few wrinkles on his face when he speaks, he does not look old. His eyes are deep, and he has a kind of inner strength.
The most astonishing thing was that there was a faint halo on his body surface at this time, as if some kind of mysterious power was attached to it.
He stood on the gray-brown frozen soil, with a hazy light emitting from his body, and a cold battleship not far behind him, with a sense of coexistence of mythology and technology.
Many people's hearts are racing. Over the past few decades, there have been many new species of new stars, and they have only gradually emerged in recent years. They were brought out from somewhere.
It is reported that the new technique is also related to that place!
If you look closely, the time is really not short.
"It's not short, you want to fight me for the second time?" Old Chen walked forward.
Obviously, the battle between the new technique and the old technique has happened long ago, and the duel is very fierce, but outsiders don't understand it.
Chang Heng, an old man in Tang suit, shook his head and said, "No, I'm only doing theoretical research now."
Everyone was stunned.
"Let's do it directly, and see if the declining old art can still emit the last residual heat!" Someone in the distance shouted directly and rudely.
He is three meters tall and has a strong physique. He is holding a black metal iron rod in his hand, and after hitting the ground, he makes a trembling sound.
This person's figure is too tall, but he is not clumsy at all. His body is strong and his movements are flexible, and the alloy iron rod in his hand weighs at least one or two hundred catties.
Wang Xuan was surprised, there is such a tall person?
Wu Yin explained in a low voice: "This is one of the new humans. It has undergone various gene editing and optimization many times when it was still in the mother's womb."
"Is it very strong?" Wang Xuan asked.
Wu Yinzheng nodded, and said: "Very strong, with pure physical fitness, he can leap ten meters high in the air, and his strength is surprisingly strong. In ancient times, the fierce generals, who can lift a tripod, can easily do it for him , and his speed is astonishingly fast, he can catch up with tigers and leopards in an instant in the mountains."
This is the genetic super body, the best of them will be even more terrifying, almost like a superman.
The three-meter-high gene super body has a strong body, tough and shiny skin, and looks powerful. He said: "Who is a person who practices old skills and comes to fight with me? I will use your cold weapons to compete with you. "
Before Lao Chen could move, a shout came from midair: "Chen Yongjie, your opponent is me!"
The middle-aged man who used to drive the silver-gray mecha earlier, now has a blue mecha, which is almost transparent, with a very soft metallic luster, and the material is unusual at first glance.
Wu Chenglin beside Aoki's face changed, and he whispered: "This is a new type of mecha developed last year. It is made of very special materials. It was brought back from the place where the new technique was excavated. This kind of mecha is very strong, and it is difficult to break through it with external force." .¡±
Old Chen looked into the air, and said: "This new type of mecha is not cheap, I'm afraid it will cost hundreds of millions of new star coins at every turn. Don't you feel bad if I directly chop it down?"
"Chen Yongjie, you are still as conceited as ever!" Lan Yingying's mecha was hanging in the sky, shining brightly, looking down, the middle-aged man's voice came from it, saying: "The times have changed, the mecha can Mass production and scale create masters. And in the field of old arts, how many masters can appear in one era?!"
"Being defeated in the field of old arts, you switched to other camps, and then began to hate the old arts. You are really disgusting. I think the current environment that wants to completely suppress the old arts has a lot to do with people like you. "Old Chen's voice was cold, staring at the blue mecha high in the sky, and said: "Actually, in the final analysis, it is a dispute between new techniques and old techniques. What does it have to do with you people who control mechas? Once I am in charge of a suitable mech, I can kill all of you by myself!"
Lao Chen's murderous spirit, his astonishing strength and dominance shocked everyone.?As those people on the opposite side said, the old art has disappeared, and it has fallen to the point where it is impossible to look directly at it.
Old Chen sighed, he knew this old man, he had devoted his whole life to the field of old arts, and he was very stubborn, even if he blocked it, it would have no effect.
Although this old man in his sixties looked old, after the eruption, there was a faint halo in his fist, and the sound of thunder came from within his body, and he blasted at the skinny middle-aged man who was taking the new art path.
The middle-aged man's complexion changed, he didn't dare to touch head-on, he quickly backed away, and only when the old man's fist dimmed did he attack quickly.
The two fought fiercely, and their movements were so fast that there was a sound of wind and thunder.
However, after several strokes, the old man suddenly stopped moving, and his body began to wither. A red glow rushed out of his body, as if someone had taken his soul away. His eyes were blank, and he stood there motionless up.
Chixia got into the hands of the skinny middle-aged man on the opposite side, and was condensed into a sharp sword by him, then swung it violently, and with a bang, he chopped off the old man's head.
"No one should act rashly!" This time, Lao Chen was a little angry, and his voice was like thunder, which shocked many people's ears.
"Old Chen, have you seen that the decline of the old art is irreversible, and the decline is inevitable!" Someone said coldly.
"How is Lao Chen?" High in the sky, the middle-aged man sneered from inside Lan Yingying's mecha.
Lao Chen looked up at him and said, "It starts with you!"
He drew out a sword, about 1.5 meters long, dark and faint, without any cold luster, it didn't look sharp, and pointed in the air.
Then, on his slightly swollen back, his clothes were ripped open, and a pair of silver wings stretched out. In an instant, the silver light surged, and Old Chen soared into the sky!
"This is a propeller developed by my family. It is very fast and can catch up with the mecha." Wu Yin explained to Wang Xuan.
"I'll see how you break through this new material" Although the middle-aged man in mid-air was surprised, he was not afraid, and struck at Old Chen Li with a big sword in both hands.
Clang!
The next moment, the large alloy sword in his hand broke directly. Lao Chen rushed past, then returned to the ground, and put away the dark sword in his hand.
In mid-air, Lan Yingying's mecha sprinkled a large amount of blood rain, and then fell down with a bang, and was cut in half, and the mecha was broken in two!
Just one face-to-face meeting, and the mecha developed with new materials will be destroyed!
As for the middle-aged man among them, he screamed horribly, and his body, which was also cut in half, fell from a high altitude, smashed to the ground in an instant, and died tragically.
Lao Chen returned to the ground, strode towards the three-meter-high gene super body, and slapped it with a bang without saying a word.
when!
The long alloy stick in the hands of the Gene Superbody seemed to be hit by a train. His hands holding the stick were so shocked that his hands were bloody, his mouth was torn, his nails were all lifted off, and the iron rod flew tens of meters away. He was also shocked by the huge force and staggered backwards.
Lao Chen's speed was too fast, like a streamer, he followed up in an instant, and slapped the gene super body's chest with a slap.
With a bang, the three-meter-high gene super body disintegrated instantly in mid-air after flying twelve meters away.
"Old Chen, do you want to fight to the end alone?" Someone asked loudly.
"If you don't accept it, or if you are afraid, you can go together!" Lao Chen shouted, and after a distance of more than ten meters, he came to the skinny middle-aged man who was walking on Xinshu Road.