Chapter 483 We are at Level 3 because there is only Level 3
Xue Ji's pupils were shaking, but she still gritted her teeth as she looked at her heart so close.
Release all the zero-degree cold air in an attempt to freeze Song Bing.
And increase the strength to continue inserting the dagger.
However, no matter how hard she tried, the cold virus in her body was almost exhausted, and the dagger in her hand seemed to be fixed to death, making it difficult for her to move forward at all.
"Click~"
The next second, the frost covering Song Bing's arms began to burst inch by inch.
"Pfft~"
Just hearing a puff, the dagger in Xue Ji's hand that was originally difficult to move moved.
However, Song Bing grabbed her back and suddenly stabbed her in the heart.
Xue Ji's whole body was also held by Song Bing's neck with one hand, and she turned back against the ice wall.
"Click~"
In an instant, the ice wall exploded.
All the frost on Song Bing's body was falling off, and his skin, which had been frozen blue, was recovering due to the rapid flow of blood.
The whole process only takes one second.
In the close situation where Song Bing could not be frozen, Xue Ji had no power to resist.
She was desperate.
Looking at the young man in a white coat in front of him, he gave up his counterattack.
But he still tried his best to release the frost to freeze himself, resisting Song Bing's death-like hand.
"Why... why, we are all level three, why are you so strong?"
Xue Ji's voice was hoarse, and she asked desperately and unwillingly.
The sudden outbreak of Song's disease made her feel desperate and uncomfortable.
Kill so many of their second generations in an instant?
Is it enough to ignore her ice?
But even though they are all experimental subjects, they are still perfect second generations.
Why is the gap so big?
why?
She really didn't understand and didn't want to accept this fact.
“You are level three because you can only be level three.
And we are Level 3 because there is only Level 3. "
Song Bing calmly answered Xue Ji's words.
Xue Ji's pupils trembled again. She looked at another battlefield in the distance, and her soul trembled deeply.
Until now, she still doesn't understand the difference between them and Song Bing and others.
This is not a one-and-done thing.
Song Bing and Park Zhizhi never looked at them from the beginning.
Just think of them as guides.
It's ridiculous that they thought of themselves as the perfect second generation in the beginning.
In the end, we discovered that we were faced with a generation that had been injected with various viruses since childhood and grew up in despair.
They are not even qualified to fight.
Especially the top three who are known as the top three in killing power.
"you…"
"Click~"
Xue Ji was on the verge of suffocating in despair. She wanted to say something, but the defense around her neck was finally cut off by Song Bing.
[Ding ~ Successfully absorbed level 1000 zero-degree cold disease, merit +]
[Ding ~ Successfully absorbed level 1000 kidney deficiency, merit +]
At this point, the second generation No. 1 is offline.
"Bang~"
Song Bing flicked his hand, and Xue Ji's body flew through the ice wall.
People outside, who were still observing secretly, looked at the body that suddenly flew out of the iceberg.
Pupils trembled.
……
Inside the iceberg.
Compared to the battlefield where Song Bing was quickly resolved, Park Ji-hye's battle continues.
Of course, this is what Song Bing wants.
I saw the moment when six figures closed their eyes and killed Park Ji Ji.
The terrifying murderous intention stirred up blew Park Ji-hye's black hair.
However, facing this scene, her expression remained as calm as water.
At a certain moment, the purple light in her eyes bloomed even more dazzlingly.
A terrifying wave of brainpower filled the space.
The moment the six second-generation fists and weapons were about to touch her.
Pu Zhizhi's figure disappeared from the place like a ghost.
In an instant, the six second-generation players formed two teams and fought against each other.
Park Ji-hye had already appeared in a corner.
She looked at it all calmly.
Her fantasy only controlled three people.
Let these three people regard the other three as themselves.
The expressions of the other three second generations who were not controlled changed.
They opened their eyes and were forced to fight the controlled second generation.
Only now did they discover the terrifying fact that they couldn't escape Park Ji-hye's dream control with their eyes closed.
In fact, Park Ji-hye's fantasy does not necessarily need to be controlled by eye contact.
What she controls is only her brain, which can only be said to be better controlled through her eyes.
After the battle, Song Bing happened to see the scene and was touched in his heart.
This woman was scarier than he imagined.
Even before the opponent is fully integrated, he can easily fight against three aliens of the same level.
How incredible would it be if they were fully integrated?
Also while Song Bing was thinking.
The second generation Miao Dao who was not hallucinated seized the opportunity to get rid of his opponent, and with an extreme dodge, he came to Park Zhizhi.
"Die to me."
He held the knife in both hands, with a cold face, and slashed the knife across the air, turning into an extremely sharp knife shadow and slashing towards Park Ji-hye.
Park Ji-hye's figure was immediately split into two, and with a sharp and domineering sword, a shocking crack was cut into the ground.
But Park Ji-hye, who was split into two, became illusory again.
When he looked again, the real Park Ji-hye had already appeared at the end of the ice crack, a dozen meters away.
The dream was also cut through by this knife.
The three second generations who were controlled finally woke up.
However, they did not continue to attack, but looked at the white figure walking towards them not far away in shock.
Behind him, five second-generation victims who died tragically were already lying quietly on the ground, with blood splattered all over the ground.
It is particularly eye-catching in this wide ice sculpture square.
The six people only felt that their brains were blank.
It’s hard to imagine how Song Bing did it.
How could he kill six of their second generations in less than five minutes?
Seeing Song Bing approaching step by step, they retreated unconsciously.
I felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.
"Why did you quit? Aren't you the perfect second generation? Are you still afraid that we two incomplete generations will fail?"
Song Bing asked with a smile.
"Damn it! How can you two monsters be so strong?"
The man holding the Miao knife spat, and the next second he attacked Song Bing angrily.
He is number three, the second generation number three [Quick Knife].
His speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, a blade as fast as an afterimage slashed backwards.
"Qiang~"
This knife is very fast and beautiful, and the ice slag it brings is full of murderous intent.
Unfortunately, under the Forbidden Eyes, the trajectory of the blade is clearly visible.
On one side of Song Bing's body, the blade cut across Song Bing's cheek, and finally took away several of Song Bing's hair.
At the same time, Song Bing punched out.
This punch is called Level 3 Kidney Deficiency Boxing.
There was nothing I could do, the force I used with my eyes just now was so strong that it was almost dry.
So it’s better to choose to hand-deliver it!
This is faster and more convenient.
"Bang~"
A punch penetrated the soul and hit the sharp-knife man in the chest.
The sharp-knife man's chest instantly sunk and protruded from his back, and his body instantly flew backwards.
Fortunately, in the end, he tried his best and inserted the knife into the ice, making a long scratch, and then managed to stabilize his body.
When he wanted to stand up and continue fighting, he suddenly felt a sense of kidney deficiency.
Lost most of his combat power in an instant.
His pupils constricted.
What kind of unnatural means is this?
……