Is the Wizard Reborn?

    The two people sang folk songs to each other like no one else, which caused dissatisfaction with the rest of the blue team members. The person who was kidnapped felt that Lian Yu seemed to be busy flirting with his own guide. As soon as he lifted it, he would sneak attack on the bridge of his nose, but in the next second, Lian Yu fired mercilessly. Even the laser air bomb used for the exam, the impact of the close-up aiming at his head made the guide faint.

    15 points.

    "You are courting death!" Lan Fang commanded the sentry to roar and turn around sharply. His goal was obvious. If you hurt my guide, I will also kill your guide.

    The short man held his head and shouted loudly, but even so, he didn't leave Cen Zhen and turned around and ran away, Ah Cha's pupils shrunk, and he firmly protected him in front of Cen Zhen. However, many blue sentinels understood their superiority in numbers and commanded a move, and they followed suit and launched an attack on Cen Zhen.

    This time, it was no longer a trick of the cat catching the mouse, but a real shot to make Cen Zhen incapacitated like a stunned guide and a raccoon sentinel.

    As a sentry, Lian Yu was surrounded by nine fat and thin guides. His only feeling was that he could knock them all down with one arm.

    Even if several of the guides withdrew their spiritual link in order to protect themselves and turned to condense their tentacles to attack his spiritual barriers, both comfort and attack depend on compatibility. The higher the compatibility, the easier it is Appease a Sentinel, and the easier it is to attack him.

    It's a pity that even Yu's compatibility with any guide is pitifully low, except that Cen Zhen's slap made him dazed and almost lost his mind, and other mental tentacles hit It didn't hurt or itch on him at all, and it was even a little ridiculous.

    The battle situation on Cen Zhen's side is not the same. The sentinel's attack has little to do with mental strength. It all depends on the hardness of his fists. Obviously, the fists of this group of blue sentinels are very Hard, the short man was slapped with a palm and half of his eyes were blue.

    If it weren't for the special star's medical level, which could heal bones, and almost came back to life, just with the intensity of the battle of these sentinel guides in a small mid-term exam, the whole world would be wiped out within three years.

    "Flee!" Ah Cha really can't hold on anymore, their team's score is not enough for her to resist the damage for Cen Zhen, but she can't do anything to help a guide After weighing the two, Ah Cha could only hope that Cen Zhen would be more alert and run away quickly.

    But what she didn't expect was that Cen Zhen fought back. In her sharply shrunk pupils, a guide sideways dodged the sentry's folding bench, and then took a lighter to scorch the other's hair. screen.

    A-cha did not watch the video of Cen Zhen picking the badge of the sorority association, and the short and vivid description only made her subjective assumptions were exaggerated, but today's personal experience finally made A-cha clearly aware of , there really exists a guide who can physically compete with Sentinels above B-rank.

    At the same time, Lian Yu also appeared by Cen Zhen's side, and his speed was even faster than most of the Lanfang Sentinels. This unconcealed behavior made Cen Zhen a little confused about Lian Yu himself. The purpose of changing physical fitness to D.

    At first, he thought that Lian Yu was afraid that his ability would be too outstanding and would be easily suspected of being a Dark Sentinel 1802, but now he wrote a D for himself, and his actual behavior was not A, it is not easier Striking?

    Is it just to pretend to be different? Cen Zhen felt that Lian Yu should not be so boring, but then he thought, maybe Lian Yuzhen is so boring? ?

    "Who allowed you to move him?" Lian Yu squeezed the folding chair sentinel's wrist, and with a crisp sound, accompanied by the sentinel's scream, his right hand was so easily broken .

    The bones of the sentinel are far more rigid than guides and ordinary humans. It is like Lian Yu jumped directly from a height of more than ten meters without injury. Yu's power is terrifying.

    The guide who belonged to the folding chair sentinel quickly got up from the ground, ignoring the scratches and bruises all over his body, and used his mental power to relieve the pain for him. Luckily, Lian Yu didn't get too crazy. After breaking the sentinel's wrist, he threw him aside. He carried the best electromagnetic gun behind him like a piece of garbage. With his bare hands, he approached the next blue sentinel with a smile.

    Because Lian Yu's performance was too brutal, the blue sentinels who had relied on the crowd instantly showed a trend of defeat.

    The friends of the bosses are indeed more bosses. Cen Zhen said that escaping from the battle is the interest between the bosses, but I actually believed it, it was really inappropriate, the short man held the shaky Ah Cha reminded: "Weapons! Weapons, there is no point in this! And Cen Zhen, don't burn people's hair, there is no fatal point, and there is no point!"

    "Huh?" Lian Yu looked as if he had just realized the problem. He looked at Cen Zhen and saw the other side expressionlessly took out the only box of toothpicks he had. Looking back, he asked the short man, "Is sticking a toothpick in a nail a fatal attack?"

    Short: "…"

    Without waiting for the short man to answer, the blue sentry and the guide fled in fright. Only the fainted sentinel and guide were left, as well as a sentinel whose wrist was broken waiting for rescue.

    This sentinel with a broken hand has very low resentment towards Lian Yu. The sentinels have always admired and respected the strong. When someone twisted his wrist, he could only blame himself for his weak bones. Not diligent enough to exercise, the sentinel skillfully provided first aid measures for himself, grinning in pain, "Brother, what is your physical fitness level, oh, hurry up and test it at the end of the term, it might be the third S-level in our grade."

    "I'm D." Lian Yu squatted down with a smile, and showed his student information to the Broken Hand Sentinel, "And S, what are you kidding."

    Not far away, his golden lion was walking in circles beside the tree, and his tail was waving leisurely.

    "Fuck, it's impossible." The Broken Hand Sentinel pulled the projection interface with his intact left hand, magnified three times and almost put his entire face on it, "If you have enough strength, I will Eat all the electromagnetic guns!"

    "See for yourself, can I still modify the tower system information?" Lian Yu smiled brighter, if he himself had a tail, he must have been shaking wildly at this time.

    Cen Zhen is sure, this person is just trying to pretend.

    When the emergency team jumped out of the plane and set the bones of the severed sentinel who had been severely hit by the three views, the short man also reluctantly bid farewell to Cen Zhen, they needed to go to their teammates Meeting, there is no reason to go with Cen Zhen.

    "Big guys, the victory of the red team depends on you!"

    "We rely on 15 points?" Cen Zhen didn't know how the short man's brain circuit grew. Neng made three cheering gestures behind Ah Cha, and then disappeared into the woods contentedly.

    It is now three o'clock in the afternoon, not embarrassing or embarrassing time, Cen Zhen and Lian Yu are far behind the main force because their pace is too slow, and they walked forward for more than an hour and did not meet Who, except for the test traps that had been destroyed all over the place, they only found a supply box, and when they opened it, it turned out to be a black and white Go.

    Is this because they are afraid that the long night will be too boring, and entertainment activities have been thought out for them?

    Cen Zhen put away the Go, before he even looked up, Lian Yu pulled the hem of his clothes, "I'm hungry, what should I eat at night?" Cen Zhen glanced at him and slowly pulled it out from his waist Knife.

    "..." Even Yu's braided braid was frightened, "No need, I'll just say I'm hungry, you're going to kill people?"

    As soon as he finished speaking, the knife just wiped the hair on his cheek, rolled up the wind and stabbed out, not even hiding, thinking that the blade was not aimed at him, he turned Going over, I saw that five meters away, the sharp tip of the knife pinned a snake seven inches to the tree trunk.

    "Eat snakes at night." Cen Zhen staggered away from Lian Yu and walked towards the food he hunted on the fallen leaves. Lian Yu raised the corners of his lips when he heard this, and asked excitedly: " Say it earlier, I saw a few of them just now, and I went to catch them all for you?"

    "How big is your stomach?" Cen Zhen cut a circle around the snake's head, made a vertical cut, and then fixed the snake's head on the tree with the tip of the knife. The snake skin was peeled off like this.

    "Wow!" Lian Yu exclaimed in admiration, "Awesome!"

    Cen Zhen was so contrived by Lian Yu that he wanted to beat someone, "It's enough, this kind of thing can be picked at random from the tower and the white tower."

    "I dare to say that anyone can kill a snake, but few people can make it into delicious food." Lian Yu picked up the snake skin, and the colorful lines shone in the rays of the sun, "For the sake of If you live in the wild, everyone can eat anything, and eating raw worms is no problem, but make a fish soup and snake soup like you... Many people may throw the whole fish into the water without cutting it."

    As he spoke, Cen Zhen had already cut the snake into several pieces and strung them on the branch. Lian Yu leaned over and asked, "Where did you learn this? I feel like you are very skilled."

    "..." Cen Zhen did not answer in silence, which made Lian Yu a little unhappy. He poked the back of Cen Zhen's hand with his braid, "Speak."

    "Speak, speak."

    Cen Zhen was annoyed by the harassment, and said angrily, "In a dream."

    These two words made Lian Yu suddenly stunned, but then he laughed again, and his laughter was not shy, causing several birds in the forest to be innocently startled, and fluttered and fluttered. Walk.

    "Hahaha... Then, what else is there in the dream?" Lian Yu let go of his braids and continued to ask, but this time Cen Zhen made up his mind not to pay any attention to him. No matter how he was entangled, he kept his lips closed and remained silent from beginning to end.

    The sun slanted westward, and the orange flames ignited. Lian Yu looked at Cen Zhen's side face illuminated by the firelight, and suddenly said, "I also had a dream."

    "..." Cen Zhen pointed his finger, but still did not say a word, but Lian Yu continued to talk to himself: "There is nothing in the dream."

    Cen Zhen waited for a while, but didn't wait for Lian Yu's follow-up. He turned his head and found that Lian Yu had half of his face buried in his knees, and the electromagnetic gun was casually placed on the side of his shoes. His hands were holding his ankles, his gray-green eyes were slightly squinted, but he didn't know where to look. Under the flickering firelight, his silhouette was indescribably lonely.

    The pheromone spread slowly, and the emotions that Cen Zhen had captured outside the closed door of the labyrinth reappeared, pain, and that heart-wrenching-fear.

    The sun went down and it was dark.

    The author has something to say:  Cen Zhen: ihaveadream!

    Lian Yu: ihavetwodreams!