Owen waited for a few seconds, "Let me guess, is it because you only have one criterion for killing the enemy when using a sword, and my intelligence is still useful, so you are in Ju..."

Click, click, click, huge ice cubes like natural crystal clusters suddenly grew in the hall. Starting from the crack in the ground, they bloomed in every corner of the hall in an instant.

The floor covered with red carpet, the walls hung with famous oil paintings, the cold white ceiling, and the floor-to-ceiling windows made of tempered glass are all filled with such ice crystal clusters, and they are still growing.

Even the computers in front of Owen were suddenly frozen by the ice. Ice blocks from all directions extended towards him at the same time, and they were fierce, cold and hard.

Bang!!

Owen's figure was sealed by the ice, and half of the volume of the hall on this floor was occupied by this huge ice block.

The other half of the hall where Fang Ping was located was also covered with ice crystals.

Frosty air drifted over, and Xu Xiaorou appeared beside him.

"Be careful, this person won't be blocked that easily."

Fang Ping still stared at Owen in the ice and reminded him.

The reason why he didn't draw his sword just now was naturally not because he was afraid of accidentally killing the opponent, but because his sword technique was essentially a very complicated and simple move.

At first glance, no matter who you want to kill, what weapon you are facing, or how many obstacles there are between you and the enemy, you can just cut them off with a single blow.

But before the knife that went straight to the subject, there were countless ingenious calculations in space, so that it was unavoidable, unstoppable, and seemed to be full of divine and demonic edge.

But just now, Owen was sitting on the ground so unkempt, and Fang Ping couldn't find a sure-shot angle.

Xu Xiaorou's clear big eyes turned slightly, and she waved her hand towards the ice cube and pointed out her finger.

From the green-white fingertips, a wisp of inconspicuous cold air bloomed with blue light and was ejected. It looked ethereal and soft, but the moment it touched the ice, thousands of dazzling electric snakes burst out.

The superconductivity phenomenon at ultra-low temperatures reduces the resistance to extremely low levels. As long as there is a slight voltage, the current can be as large as a crazy thunder beast, roaring and destroying creatures surrounded by the cold air.

Sacred Heart Art, Emperor Tian Kuang Lei!

Under the roar of the electric snake, the frozen computers were first destroyed like dust. Then, the huge ice cubes expanded due to internal cracks, causing the floor to sink and the ceiling to bulge.

The tempered glass that came into contact with this big ice cube was also shattered and fell.

Owen's figure disappeared at the most dazzling moment of lightning.

The ice block that occupied half of the hall was knocked out of a human-shaped passage, spraying out of the floor with surging lightning and debris.

It was as if hundreds of meters in the air, a glimmering spring of ice suddenly spewed out from inside the building.

Clang! Clang Clang Clang!!!

Owen's figure was suspended high in the sky, and the ice shards and lightning all over his body were blown away by the wind, but not a trace of the burnt smoke emitted after an ordinary person was shocked by electricity.

There was a sonorous and powerful sound coming from the strong body that was not even damaged, and the loose skin of the palms was tightened, and the fingers were pressed together one by one.

The sound his knuckles made during this process was like bearings made of fine steel, tightly arranged one by one under the stamping of the machine tool.

If the relaxation and tightness of ordinary people are just the difference between curly hair and strings, then the tightness shown by Owen now is like a few loose golden threads as thin as a hair, integrated with the whole body.

The difference between the highest strength alloys.

From the fingers together to the turning wrist, the entire arm and even the entire human body, every muscle fiber is integrated to the point where there is no flaw.

The texture of the skin on the back of the hands becomes visibly smoother, with no pores or wrinkles.

"This can be considered the first serious battle with this body of mine..."

Owen lowered his voice and looked at his palms with a look of obsession, "My body, my skills, don't let me down!"

Huh!

He stretched out a palm.

With the support of capital and watching thousands of schools around the world and countless images of fighters fighting, Irving also summarized his own fighting theory.

In his opinion, the true meaning of fighting is nothing more than arcs and straight lines.

Letting one's limbs, one's Qi, and one's strength infinitely move toward the most perfect arc or straight line is the only truth in pursuing the highest destructive power in fighting skills.

This thorn is a unique form that represents a straight line...

Original martial arts: Sunlight kills with a thousand spears!

The most direct thing in the world is light.

Spear-like golden rays erupted from Owen's arm, shooting into the floor and hitting the remaining ice blocks in the lobby.

These rays of light are originally incorporeal, and those ice cubes are as solid as steel.

But this time when the two came into contact, it was as if illusion and reality had been reversed.

Those ice cubes are like phantoms, penetrated by substantial beams of light, easily and silently, let alone blocking the lethality of these rays, even the most basic, using the characteristics of ice cubes to refract light,

The phenomenon of reflection cannot be achieved.

These lights are not like light at all. After breaking the ice cubes into a sieve, they are like piercing the illusion, leaving dense holes on the walls of the hall, penetrating the obstacles of the walls, and creating an illusion on the other side of the entire building.

One side shot out.

Thousands of rays formed a cone, with Owen's arm as the vertex. In the process of expansion and scattering, the entire floor was destroyed.

The walls full of holes collapsed, the ceiling shattered and fell, and the whole building clearly felt the vibrations and shaking, and one floor was permanently missing.

Owen stared at the collapsed building, somewhat satisfied with the power of his blow, but he also noticed that the people in the building were not dead.

The ice-white air current is still spreading, and wherever the cold air passes, lightning always follows behind it.

Although there were many obstacles between them, Owen seemed to see a girl standing up among the ruins.

Is it a girl? Such majesty and fighting spirit have blurred gender and even the species of mortals.

It still has two attributes: ice cold and thunder and lightning, but this time it is not the Sacred Heart Art created by an old turtle who has lived for thousands of years by luck, but a set of palm techniques.
Chapter completed!