Leaving Su Luo's territory, Su Jing made his heart cold. △￠If needed, he could also allow himself to accurately calculate and murder. Su Luo's existence gave him a goal. After confirming that the Red Sleeve Envoy was an obstacle on his must-pass road, Su Jing began to consider how to kill her.

There are about twenty-four hours left.

There are three ways to "victory" in Su Jing's philosophy:

1. Make yourself better than the other party.

2. Make the other person weaker than you.

3. The two sides reach a settlement, or reach a certain reason, cancel the need for a fight.

As a pacifist (professed to himself), Su Jing usually considers the third path when he has a choice. However, as of now, the third path has been blocked, and he can only shift his thinking to simple battles.

"So you come to me?"

In the bar in the dungeon, Sun Wukong tangled his eyebrows into a ball and looked at Su Jing suspiciously.

"What's wrong?"

"Do you have a problem with your brain?"

"Some people often say this." Su Jing did not think it was offensive and took the cocktail handed over by Xu Fugui. "But the Great Sage could beat me up all over the ground, and his strength was naturally above me. The master was his teacher, and I would like to ask you about the fighting skills."

"You just got up from that woman's bed, why didn't you ask her?" Sun Wukong held a toothpick in his mouth and shook the wine glass in his hand.

"I want to hear the opinions of experts from different schools." Su Jing said honestly, "Although Aluo is very strong, the answer she gave me is very vague. She is a genius warrior, and it can be said that she has worked hard on her own by talent. Many places can only tell me "feelings", but cannot tell me "reasons".

"It feels like." Sun Wukong glanced at Su Jing. "You are indeed not the type of 'feeling'."

"I have a exchange condition." Su Jing began to raise the bet.

"I have no desires, no demands, no money, no strength, and the only thing that I don't have to live a happy life is to be a prisoner here - this boring life will soon end. In fact, if I want to leave, no one here wants to block my way. So, boy, what qualifications do you have to talk to me about 'exchange conditions'?" The demon military officer glanced at Su Jing.

"If I can walk out of Dragon Fort alive tomorrow, I will fight with you wholeheartedly." Su Jing offered strange conditions, and even Xu Fugui, who was wiping the wine glass, slowed down the movements in his hand.

Sun Wukong put down his wine glass and began to think carefully.

"Are you interested?"

"I am recalling whether there is a psychiatrist in Dragon Castle." The monkey frowned and thought for a while. "Sorry, there seems to be no doctor here for decades. Go and get a form to fill out a medical parole application. I think your head shell is very ill."

"I thought about how to convince you all the way, and then I think you like fighting very much." Su Jing threw the lemon slices into her mouth. "You fought beautifully last night, and I could feel the joy of your fighting. So that's what I can do now. You make me stronger and we'll be more fun to fight."

The demon stared at a certain point in the void for a long time, and then grabbed Su Jing's pulse.

"The premise is that you can survive tomorrow. Let me see... why have you practiced so many messy things?!" Sun Wukong frowned and scolded. "How many kinds of Xuantian Treasure Talismans have you learned?"

"Five kinds." Su Jing replied honestly, "Nine Deaths to Become a Dao, Don't Touch the Heart of the Sword, Five Prisons of Heaven and Man, No Formless Immortal Sutra, and One Thought of All Things."

"Spray. Then which volume is your own?"

"Uh, no volume is there." Su Jing sighed. "Teacher Zhou didn't teach me."

"What about the teacher you really worshipped?"

“Release.”

Sun Wukong rubbed his eyebrows and raised his thumbs up and said, "It was my fault that I underestimated you before. A free-range adventurer can grow to your level. It's quite impressive. Listen to my advice, don't practice other people's Xuantian Baolu. That's the way of others, not yours. I think about it. You have your own set."

"Tian Dou suppresses rebellion." Su Jing twisted his fingers, "a format for the use of multi-source power."

"It's really messy." Sun Wukong let go of his meridians, "You're back now. If you fight with me again, you can hold on for about twenty seconds. If you fight with Hongxiu, you can hold on for about five minutes. But you have a good foundation, so you can sort it out and hold on for a while."

"Is there no possibility of winning?" Su Jingda frowned.

"Boy, I will simply state a fact for you." The demon officer simply turned around and raised a hairy palm. "Since this Hongxiushi took office, you, an adventurer with combat power level, have killed more than ten people. She entered the eight-star rating two or three years earlier than you. No matter how talent, hard work, or enlightenment, there is nothing worse than you. If you can surpass her after practicing hard for a few days, then what is the meaning of the word "cultivation"? Has she lived to a dog in the past two years? Are those people who died in her hands stupid? Even if I give you a tip, you are just integrating your own resources so that your combat machine can operate more smoothly. Defeat her? Even I can't say that I am 100% sure. If you can't face this fact, just wash your neck and wait for death to be more troublesome."

"There are always some battles that cannot be avoided." Su Jing felt that she sighed more than a month before.

"Stop avoiding it. It's the man who is brave enough to break through all the various obstacles." Perhaps drinking a little too much, Sun Wukong lit a cigarette, "Do you know why you had no power to fight back in front of me last night?"

"What concept are you using?" Su Jing really lacked experience in the battle at the top level.

"Guess."

"Your stick is a semi-artifact. According to the touch I felt when I was hit, it should be 'not bad' and 'mass'." Su Jing was hit by a lot of sticks at that time and still remembered the black iron stick fresh. "It's just a weapon itself, but you are really strong. The concept I feel is that you have physical strength, and there is also a destructive aspect."

"Although it's not complete, it's not far away. The time change you used last night was pretty good." Sun Wukong took a sip of wine. "Seldom are the adventurers of red martial arts who can expand to that aspect. People here can usually practice the concept of energy and moves, which are so dirt-free. There are quite a few people who practice concepts, all over the ground. But few people use them well. So people here die quickly. The gold level that dies in the Iron Realm every year is more than the gold level that dies in several other groups. There are not many people in your technology alliance, but those who can make a living are amazing people and can create something very mysterious. Things like time, space, and even probability. Those who practice martial arts can't think of such things. Even Hongxiu and I can break their heads by relying on their own concepts."

"What's the concept?" Su Jing asked foolishly, not expecting that he was asking a very sensitive question.

"It's okay to tell you. I'm not moving." Sun Wukong glanced at Su Jing, "As long as I don't want to, no concept can affect me. So the ice-type concept you used yesterday just cut off my clothes a little. For me, the ice and snow you made and the other derivative effects do not exist at all. It can be said that my entire set of concepts is built around simple fighting and pure. There are only two questions I think about: First, how can I fight more happily. Second, how can others not beat me. Each eight-star rating can bear different concepts. The concept of percussion requires more than ten times as much energy as possible to maintain a consistent concept, so how to plan your own combat style and concept matching is a good question."

Su Jing sat thoughtfully in front of the bar, writing unconsciously on the table. He also considered his combat strategies very seriously. All his combat strategies were targeted, "collecting information - analyzing information - obtaining weaknesses - using targeted abilities", which is Su Jing's habit. He recognized one thing from the beginning: he was not trained as a fighter. Even if he could give people the impression that he was good at fighting and loved fighting, Su Jing's way of thinking was still a genuine technological side. Information and analysis were the first priority.

One of the big reasons why Hongxiuzhi made him helpless is that his "communication" cannot read the other party's information, and can only capture the other party's scattered information in the instant of the battle. However, the duel of life and death will not have the opportunity to read the file and start over again, even if he understood the other party's tactics in the battle, Hongxiuzhi probably killed him, and even if the imprint of life cannot protect his survival possibility.

"Who has ever fought with her here?" Su Jing asked Sun Wukong with hope. The latter shrugged.

"Why go and ask the teacher Wushen?" Xu Fugui suggested.

"I'm afraid that when I go back to see her now, even my final fighting spirit will be lost." Su Jing sighed. "I will take her to escape desperately or delay time, and look forward to my companions coming with reinforcements - in fact, I didn't have much expectations. My partner is a very realistic person. My impulse this time will probably disappoint her, and it would be expected that I would give up directly."

Su Jing had a strange premonition that Lu Mengyao would not give up on him.

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At the same time, Sadako and Gai Qi of Yamamura were very worried about Lu Mengyao's condition. Since she went out alone for an afternoon and then returned to the apartment in the evening with alcohol, Lu Mengyao spent a long time lying on the sofa to ponder. The only evidence that the two of them confirmed that the magician was not sleeping was that she put a bag of melon seeds in her hand, and would grab two of them from time to time to peel them. Sadako Yamamura was worried, but she did not dare to disturb Lu Mengyao's contemplation. Until noon the next day, the magician went into the bathroom and took a shower, and then took the two to the central square.

"Aren't we going to Technology United to find someone?" Gaiqi always thought that plane travelers were going to ask Celastian for help.

"It's useless." Lu Mengyao bounced her finger, "If Su Jing died in the Iron Realm, then the technology alliance might send a battle group to 'seek justice', but letting them take the initiative, there is little chance of success. Even if Goethe is willing to start a war, the other four people on the board of directors are unlikely to stand on the same front as him."

"Then where are you taking us to now?" Sadako Yamamura asked curiously.

"The reason why the Technological Union will not take action is because the people on the board are unwilling to take on the responsibility of sabotage agreement. That is to say, they want face." Lu Mengyao did not answer Yamamura Sadako's question directly, "So, what we have to do is find a guy who is willing to take risks and attack Longcheng Xue and has enough strategic strength. Moreover, this person is willing to lend a helping hand to us."

"who?"

Lu Mengyao had contacted people before. When the three of them arrived in Central Park, she was already waiting near the portal. "White Spider" Cui Si looked confused, and it was obvious that the magician did not explain the purpose of the trip to her.

"Is something wrong with Young Master Jing again? Where are we going?"

"We need your help in what we will do next." Lu Mengyao held the dark elf's shoulder and said word by word, "I need you to introduce us to Epicurus."

"Who?" Tristi blinked his eyes twice before he realized, "Wait, the Three Sages? The consul of the Ring of Courage, Epicurus of the 'King of Space'? I, I haven't even seen him a few times... How do you introduce you to him?"

"Go to find your mother." The magician smiled, "Self-few people know about the other identity of Rose, but by chance I learned about the affiliation between her and Epicurus. Simply put, your mother is actually a capable subordinate of Epicurus. As long as you tell her about this, the matter can be quickly decided. Epicurus will meet us."

"Wait, you said too quickly, I'm not very acceptable yet... Wait a moment, how do you know that my mother is a spider queen?" Cui Siti was hit hard and subconsciously looked down at her wrist, "Is the blood of the god in my body so obvious..."

"Do you remember the last time we had a messy party in the apartment? We all watched you when Su Jing was pressed on the wall. Don't you remember what you said at that time?" The magician held the hot Dow's wrist without shame, "It depends on you if you can drag Su Jing out of this trap."

The dark elf with purple eyes began to communicate with the character card with trembling hands. Since the character card communication can only communicate with the spirit, the magician can only judge the content of the conversation from her expression.
Chapter completed!