The moment the high-rise glass shattered, Yan Zhen's figure trotted forward lightly, tapped twice on the white outer wall of the building, and threw it towards the window.

Situ Dianluo's movements were more direct. He kicked out a shallow pit on the ground with his feet, jumped straight up for most of the height, stepped on the outdoor unit of the air conditioner, and jumped into the window.

The two of them arrived at the research area on the fifth floor almost at the same second.

Some glass devices that store lubricating oil and corrosion reagents were broken in the previous faint blue light and snaked on the ground, filling the room with a faint smell of engine oil.

The experimental machine tools, neatly arranged with sufficient distance between them, still stood there coldly.

In the large open space next to the machine tool, researchers holding wrenches and various measuring instruments were lying on the ground in a mess.

The tables, chairs, and some small mechanical devices there were overturned in all directions, and the wires exposed to the air were stretched and tangled, like a tangled mess.

Because Yan Zhen and Situ Dianluo arrived too quickly, many scattered documents and papers were still flying in the air and did not fall to the ground.

The blue light had faded, and the two of them looked at the source of the light at the same time.

——Beside the researchers, in metal cages, experimental animals were lying down one after another.

For example, some parts of blue tang pigs, beagles, crab-eating monkeys, etc. have been replaced with real spirit machines.

Except for humans, the true spiritual electrical energy that can be stimulated by the brains of other animals with lower intelligence has always been relatively weak. Even these carefully selected experimental animals have only the right amount of true spiritual electrical energy.

Just drive the mechanical toe.

The true spiritual electric energy that just erupted here gave people a pure, unified, powerful and broad feeling, making people feel that it could not be a strange phenomenon caused by these animals.

However, these animals that have passed out one after another still have a faint blue light on their bodies. The fact is before our eyes, and no one can believe it.

Yan Zhen glanced at him and quickly rushed to Professor Jiang Si's side. He squatted down, opened his eyelids, pressed on his neck and chest, and finally pinched the pulse point.

"Just comatose."

Yan Zhen breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to pat Professor Jiang Si's face, "Old Jiang, Old Jiang, wake up, you blew up the laboratory again..."

Wow!!

Papers fluttered towards him, and Situ Dianluo's eyes flashed out of the corner of his eye. Suddenly, as if he saw something, he pinched a report form beside him with two fingers.

After just a cursory glance, his face was full of surprise. His eyes turned, and he looked at the experimental animals again with suspicion and surprise.

After a while, he took a deep breath of fresh air in his nose, folded the piece of paper, and walked towards Yan Zhen.

"Is this Professor Jiang Si who presided over the experiment?"

"You know him too?"

"The document has his signature and a copy of his face."

"oh."

Yan Zhen didn't pay attention, and was about to call out to Professor Jiang Si twice, when suddenly a terrifying warning omen flashed in his heart.

——The surrounding light was swallowed up in an instant, and in the thick swimming darkness, a bolt of lightning struck the heart of the lake!

This energetic, thin and handsome elderly health care artist seemed to have been struck by lightning. His half-crouched body suddenly shook. Without thinking, he turned his hand and stroked his back.

The legs and feet wearing American military boots suddenly felt like battle axes spraying hot white air, and with a phantom-like blow that transcended sound, they kicked into the palm of Yan Zhen's hand.

Situ Dianluo's kick was a complete sneak attack, but it was more of a forceful attack and a fierce attack. Not to mention a thin old man, even an off-road vehicle in front of him would be kicked by this kick.

Fall apart, explode into pieces.

But when such a blow collided with Yan Zhen's palm, the roar of air that followed his legs and feet actually seemed to have crashed into the wet multi-layered leather, turning into a dull trembling sound.

In the palm of Yan Zhen's brushing and pressing, a ball of air bloomed, trembling, and sunken, and the force of the blow was contained peacefully.

The superb Tai Chi is like using the tension of the atmosphere to build an indestructible and indestructible translucent lotus leaf. The individual pieces are superimposed on top of each other. From Situ Dianluo's face bone, stroke down,

Press close to your ankles.

The figures of the two old men took advantage of the force of this stroke and flew away into the air.

Thumb thump thump!

Yan Zhen carried Professor Jiang Si with his left hand and dropped it ten meters away. He took three steps back in succession. The knuckles of his right hand trembled uncontrollably and curled up.

The blow came too suddenly. Although he lost most of the force and used the remaining strength to escape, the mechanical joints inside his right hand were still inevitably damaged to some extent.

"Situ, you..."

They ignored Yan Zhen's sharp shouts and seemed not to care at all what kind of impact it would have if the two of them openly fought to the death here.

Situ Dianluo's usual laziness and joking were completely gone, and the expression on his face was as cold as if it were polished with cold steel.

He leaned forward violently and ran forward, but during the charge, the position of his body kept changing, suddenly to the left, sometimes to the right, zigzagging forward.

Every turning point means that when the heavy foot falls, there is already a potential energy, and along with the cracked traces of the tiles on the floor, it quickly spreads towards the direction of Yan Zhen.

These potential energies, some fast and some slow, will arrive at Yan Zhen from all directions at the same time, superimposed and exploded.

The entire fifth floor of the experimental building trembled slightly, as if there were really fighter planes sneaking under the floor that blocked the view with a loud noise.

Yan Zhen threw Professor Jiang Si behind him and simplified the thirteen Tai Chi Changquan postures. With his posture stretched, he showed everyone's style.

He only drew a Taiyi arc under his feet, and the slight oscillation of his steps had already induced those potential energies to explode in advance before reaching the designated position.

To the naked eye, it looked as if a row of gunpowder was buried on the floor in front of Yan Zhen, and there were explosions one after another.

Large and small ceramic tiles and concrete hit Yan Zhen, and were easily picked up by his arms, and volleyed into a concrete ball that was half the size of a person. It was as light and skillful as if it had been rehearsed many times.

As the air was knocked open, a shallow ripple formed, and the heavy concrete, which was roughly spherical and pieced together from irregular pieces, was pushed out with a buzz.

Situ Dian's fist hit the most powerful point of the concrete ball.

In an instant, the concrete, which was not dense in the first place, was broken into fragments the size of fingernails.

Yan Zhen's palms swam in silently in the gap between the flying debris. When the thin palms flew, they were as graceful as royal butterflies. Each palm hit Situ Dianluo's wrists and arms with complete selflessness.

The elbows are like closed, not giving way even an inch.

After another elbow was intercepted, Situ Dian lowered his upper body and swayed slightly backwards. Suddenly, a shadow shot out from the ground, like a missile at an angle, blasting high into the sky.

It was Situ Dianluo's right leg. The thigh was almost close to his chest and abdomen, and the sole of his foot suddenly kicked towards Yan Zhen's chin.

Yan Zhen couldn't block this shocking kick with his hands, so he tilted his head back to avoid it.

His body bent backwards like an arch bridge, his hands passed Professor Jiang Si, supported on the ground, and kicked out his feet in turn to resist Situ Dianluo's stance of raising his leg high and slashing him down hard.

Situ Dianluo changed his steps, turned around suddenly, swept his long legs 360 degrees, and kicked his heels towards Yan Zhen's waist from the side.

Yan Zhen blocked the attack with his forearm, but his right hand was injured by the sneak attack, which slowed him down a bit, and he was kicked out.

Situ Dianluo turned around and grabbed Professor Jiang Si with one hand. Unexpectedly, the entire experimental building suddenly went dark, and then a strong light shone in.

Yan Zhen, who was kicked out, sat cross-legged on the ground, crossed his hands over his Dantian, pressed his thumbs on both sides of his throat, and slid across the twelfth floor. This was a strange gesture that was most conducive to tapping the potential of the soul, and it had an extremely clumsy meaning.

, raise your hands above your head.

The power of the mind spreads in the air in all directions, plundering the light energy, adjusting the yin and yang, and then blasting out this strong light with the action of clapping forward with both hands.

When Situ Dianluo was illuminated by this strong light, he felt that his front and back, his head and feet, his whole body, every tendon, every mechanical joint, and every tiny place were being stressed at the same time.

His feet drew a certain distance on the ground, and his whole body was pushed out by the strong light, forming a large glyph that clung to the wall.

The wind howled, the dust flew, and the light also howled.

Professor Jiang Si was also swept by this light, but he lay there motionless.

Situ Dianluo was pressed tightly against the wall and couldn't break free for a moment.

You must know that with his strength, even a flick of his little finger can make a big hole in the wall behind him. His body is far stronger than the concrete wall, and it is almost impossible to be pressed like this.

However, this strong light pushed from Yan Zhen's side seemed to have the quality of turning decay into something magical. It did no harm to all other objects, but suppressed Situ Dianluo's limbs and bones.

At this point, Situ Dianluo's cold eyes couldn't help but contain a look of surprise and admiration.

"Yan Zhen, I haven't seen you for a few years, and your methods are becoming more and more otherworldly!"

"but……"

He raised his head and shouted, and the clothes on his limbs were blown to pieces at the same time. The metal feet that were not concealed, and the arms that were no longer covered with bionic skin starting from the wrists, traces of electric light were flowing out at the same time.

"You lost the opportunity and can't suppress me!"

Lightning was like a ring, appearing in circles on Situ Dianluo's limbs. His arms violently swung forward and broke away from the wall.

Yan Zhen, who was sitting cross-legged dozens of meters away, trembled, blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and the light beam shining on Situ Dianluo suddenly dimmed.

"Try again!"

Yan Zhen's eyes widened, his powerful voice drew a long note, he shook his palms, and pushed forward again.

On the cracked floor, debris flew, the dust flew rapidly, and the papers that fell to the ground suddenly flew all over the sky.

Situ Dianluo stood firmly on the ground, his arms wrapped in rings of lightning, and was about to wave when he suddenly felt a familiar aura approaching.

His eyes were shaking, as if he was making a difficult decision, and his platinum-blond neck-length hair spread out. Finally, he sighed, waved his hands, and without taking a closer look, he grabbed a stack of information among the flying papers, turned around and smashed them.

The wall, jumped from the five floors.

"Yan Zhen, you are right, there is really going to be another war here!!!"

This sentence echoed through the floors, and the lingering sound became farther and farther away.
To be continued...