Almost 70 years have passed. Yan Xia finally waited for the bloody battle to begin. His research made no progress, but it also inspired him a lot. When invited by Wharton to the bloody battle, Yan Xia was still reluctant to leave. It was like a child who had his mobile phone taken away by someone, and then dragged to the desk and looked at a pile of homework. It was painful! The bloody battle was of some interest to Yan Xia, but not much. However, since it was a warm invitation, Yan Xia still had to go and see it. For the bloody battle. Wharton set aside a piece of land to make a bloody battle field.
The size of the bloody battle field is as large as 16 square kilometers, which can accommodate millions of Qiluo people to watch the bloody battle. The number of Qiluo people in Kanmeilin must be more than this. The rest of the Qiluo people can only watch the live broadcast. In fact, the effect is better. With the technology of flying civilization, it can definitely capture all-round and no-dead-angle during the bloody battle, and then directly put it into the brain for the brain to read, which is no different from standing on the scene. So why go to the scene? It's not just for the atmosphere. This is the most important thing about blood battle. It provides strong emotional value. On the main stand. Wharton appears. It is black and white and is out of tune with all the other Qiluo people around. It is said that this is because Wharton had a rare genetic disease when he was born, which led to such a mutation. For flying civilizations, this is easy to treat. But Wharton's parents... or rather, it is more appropriate to call them single parents. The Qiluo people have no gender. Each Qiluo has a testis and an ovary. When mating, it depends on who gets fertilized first, and then who raises the children, and the other party doesn't care. However, sometimes there will be a situation where they are fertilized at the same time, and then each party will raise the children. So the Qiluo people are a single-parent society. Wharton's single parent thinks that the panda color is also very cute and special. In order to obtain such special emotional value, Wharton's panda color was retained.
This led to Wharton being discriminated against when he was a child. But relying on his inherent strong heart and competitive spirit, Wharton has repeatedly broken through the prejudices of other Qiluo people against him and has grown to this point. Bo Jue! Under the King! It can be regarded as an inspirational character. With the appearance of Wharton, loud voices came from all around. Fortunately, Yan Xia turned off the receiving device of the quark robot in his body. As a human, he could not hear the high-frequency sounds of the Qiluo people. But the millions of sounds mixed together still made his eardrums feel uncomfortable. If there was glass at the scene, it would probably be broken. Ordinary people in the 21st century who come here will not only become deaf, but also stupid, and their brains will be shaken evenly. Wharton said some opening remarks on it. Very formal things. In fact, it was just talking about the past, and then invited Yan Xia up. When Yan Xia went up, there was silence, and you could hear a pin drop at the scene. Yan Xia did not feel embarrassed. Wharton prepared a chair for Yan Xia. After Yan Xia sat down, he announced the start of the bloody battle. The Qiluo people would not do this. They all flew in the air and looked at the small area of only 1 square kilometer inside the huge bloody battle field. With the appearance of two Qiluo people, the atmosphere went from cold to climax again. Yan Xia looked. They were two huge and incomplete Qiluo people. They did not carry any weapons. One of the Qiluo people began to talk about their identities. One side was the Qiluo people of civilian origin, and its name was cc4. It was probably this name, cc is similar in pronunciation, and 4 is a literal translation. This Qiluo people came here and experienced 28 bloody battles, 28 wins, and 6 of them were instant kills. In general, it is very powerful. The other side is even more powerful, a sixth-class noble. The murderous aura emanating from it made Yan Xia feel it across races. Its name is Fokmi. It has experienced 41 bloody battles, and naturally it has won all 41 of them. There are only wins and losses in bloody battles.
The most amazing thing is its record, 33 massacres. The instant kill proves the difference in strength, and the massacre is a character problem of this life. Killing by nature! One of these two lives is outspoken, and the other is introverted. Wharton asked Yan Xia beside him: "Who do you think will win?" Yan Xia said without thinking: "Fokmi!" As far as the record is concerned, it is clear at a glance. Wharton was surprised. "I thought you would think cc4 would win." The weak may not be weak, and the strong may not be too strong. This is the iron law in fantasy. "Choose the weak to win. If the choice is successful, you will get a stronger sense of pleasure." "But this is reality. Although there will be many accidents in reality, it will not deviate too much from the established things." Yan Xia does not think cc4 will win. In reality, the weak are weak, unless this guy wears the protagonist halo. The battle will start soon. The two Qiluo tribesmen in the center quickly approached each other. Then, their bodies could be seen growing in size almost at the same time, and they flapped their seemingly fragile wings towards each other. This was an illusion. The bodies of the Qiluo tribe have been highly technological, and their wings are as hard as steel. When the two pairs of wings intertwined, you could even hear an explosion-like sound, and a strong airflow blew up from below, sweeping across the entire bloody battlefield. This brought the atmosphere to a climax. Then the two Qiluo tribes quickly shrank, so small that they were invisible to the naked eye. They started a battle at a more microscopic level. It seemed that because of their own density, each impact actually produced the effect of particle collision. The point where they touched each other, because of the collision between the two sides, caused the atoms to be shattered, and instantly erupted with powerful atomic energy, that is, a nuclear explosion. "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
The huge sound and radiation produced by the nuclear explosion were amazing. Each collision and explosion can produce millions of degrees Celsius of temperature at a point. Yan Xia's expression became more serious. The individual combat power of the Qiluo tribe is indeed not to be underestimated. Especially with the feature of shrinking, it is enough for them to engage in some agent-level tasks. Although the Federation has this kind of defense, the Civilization Federation can also use other technologies to block it. Seeing Yan Xia's face change, Wharton's mood became much better. Is there anything more refreshing than seeing a look of surprise on his opponent's face? Wharton felt that there was no such thing. He had been preparing for so many years, just to wait for this moment! However, in fact, the expression on Yan Xia's face only stayed for a moment. After all, it was just an individual battle, which was completely insignificant. On the contrary, he saw the big picture from the small details. He gained more from watching this game than he lost. At this moment, Wharton received a message, and the joy in his heart disappeared immediately.