The strongest talent

Chapter 13 The Perfect Union
At around 8:[-] in the evening, the moonlight was dim, and the night shrouded Tianming Mountain.

On the detour between the mountains, Yuan Qing carried an alloy saber on his back, humming the hottest pop song at the moment, and trotted all the way to the landing site of the five shuttle fighters, his steps brisk.

"Five shuttle-shaped fighters, but unfortunately they are too big to be put in the laboratory and taken to Qingyuan base." Yuan Qing said happily: "One is fine, after all, it is a C model, and the limit flight speed can reach 8.2 times the speed of sound. Conservative estimates, the normal transaction price can sell for about 600 million!"

600 million alliance coins, this is the most ideal price. In fact, you have to consider the supporting ground maintenance vehicles, maintenance vehicles, counterpart mechanics, spare parts, electronic equipment maintenance personnel... just a bare machine, it can sell for 500 million is not bad , the black market price is even lower, Yuan Qing's expected price is - 400 million.

"400 million, 400 million." Yuan Qing rubbed his fingers, eyes full of excitement.

No one can get rich without windfall, this is the hard truth handed down before the cataclysm - before getting the Qingshiban, there was no Hongdu Group to hunt down and kill, and life was pretty good.Lead the Spike team to do tasks, hunt mutant beasts, save money, and buy a bottle of first-level evolution fluid in half a year.

However, with this kind of lifestyle, saving 400 million alliance coins can only be imagined in a dream, and it is basically impossible for ten or eight years.

"Offending the Hongdu Group is very dangerous, and the rewards are not small!" Yuan Qing got closer and closer to the five shuttle fighters, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he was already thinking about the future: "When we arrive at Qingyuan Base, we will find Old Hei, he has been in the Qingyuan base for more than two years, he has a good way of the black market, and it is not difficult to sell a shuttle fighter."

Lao Hei, one of the members of the former "Spike Fang Squad", is a spirit warrior who specializes in hot weapons. He is not keen on fighting. opened a weapons store—although he left the team, his friendship with the team members has not been affected. The Spike Team buys thermal weapons and psionic magazines like the C-1 Vulcan from Lao Hei. The cost price is very interesting.

Being able to make a name for himself in the Qingyuan base where good and bad people are mixed, Lao Hei has a good way of being a man and doing things, and the name of the weapon shop is also very distinctive - black shop.

"Driving a shuttle-shaped fighter plane to find Lao Hei, I think it will scare him." Yuan Qing thought about Lao Hei's expression when he saw the fighter plane, the corners of his mouth slowly turned up, and he looked up at the shuttle 200 meters away. Shaped fighter, quickened his pace and walked over.

Five shuttle-shaped fighter jets, with HDC-2-J6 printed in the middle In the observation room of the flagship aircraft, Xiong Yuanfeng sat on a rotating alloy seat in front of the observation screen, with a distorted alloy glove on his right hand, holding a A combat kettle, slowly drinking the water in the kettle.

The scarlet blood in the eyes seemed to have faded after drinking a lot of water; the muscles on the arms were tense, and the blood vessels were bulging under the dark skin, and the chest, neck, and head were covered with a layer of blood. Pale gold - this is a typical feature of a fighter at the beginning of the second level, the body part is metalized!
"Yuan Qing..." Xiong Yuanfeng looked at the screen, looked at Yuan Qing who was quickly approaching the fighter plane on the screen, his eyes were extremely low, he slowly turned the seat, and pressed a control button on the console.

Just when Yuan Qing was more than ten meters away from the fighter plane, there was a soft "buzz", and the fighter plane door opened automatically!
"Handsome!" Yuan Qing looked down at the hexagram pattern on his right arm, with a happy expression on his face: "Zhinao, I just wanted to communicate with you to open the hatch, and you can do it yourself. The fighter has iris verification and authority identification codes. Ordinary people can't get in at all, and it's hard to steal."

The voice of Zhinao rang quickly in Yuanshen's mind: "The laboratory was kept at the lowest power consumption state just now, and I didn't open the plane door...Yuan Qing, be careful!"

Yuan Qing's heart tightened suddenly, and he reacted instantly, leaned his body, and subconsciously made dodging movements; at the same time, a metallic light suddenly shot out from the cabin, so fast that he couldn't see clearly, almost clinging to the Yuan Qing's waist passed by, and with a bang, a large pit with a diameter of more than one meter was blasted into the ground behind Yuan Qing's body, and the broken rocks and sand exploded more than ten meters away.

As a result, a lot of gravel "cracked" on Yuan Qing's body, and the combat uniform that was taken off from the Hongdu guards was punched with holes!
"What!" Yuan Qing rolled on the ground, jumped out seven or eight meters with a whoosh, and turned to look at the big hole just blown out next to him.

Inside the big pit, a twisted and deformed alloy glove sank into the ground, only a small part remained, and it was still stained with some dried blood, which looked extraordinarily cold under the moonlight.

Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack...

The sound of extremely heavy and slow footsteps came from inside the cabin; Xiong Yuanfeng's eyes flashed with a fierce light like substance, and he walked slowly to the entrance of the cabin, staring at Yuan Qing's eyes, breathing more and more heavily, and his voice Faintly hoarse: "Yuan, Qing!"

"Angry Bear!" Yuan Qing guessed his identity in an instant, almost without thinking, flipped his right hand over, pulled out the alloy saber behind his back, held it in his hand, and held it tightly.

This is the strongest opponent I have encountered so far!
"Deliberately shooting to provoke the high-level mutant beasts, killing fifty of my team members, and causing me to lose half of my left arm, and you can survive the mutant beasts unscathed..." Xiong Yuanfeng stepped off the fighter plane , slowly approaching Yuan Qing, with incomparable ferocity and fanaticism on his face: "I guessed that you have a secret, and I also guessed that you would come to steal the fighter plane. Yuan Qing, this time it was you who delivered it to your door." Come, your life is mine!"

Yuan Qing didn't take a step back, his mind was spinning rapidly.

The skin of a Tier 30 fighter can be partially metalized. In the early stage of Tier [-], the metallized area accounts for about [-]% of the total body surface area. Under normal circumstances, they will choose to protect the chest, neck and head, and this angry bear is no exception. .It is almost impossible for an ordinary first-level spiritual warrior to combine with the sword spirit to break through the metal body of a second-level fighter. To defeat him and kill him, he must either cut off his limbs and slowly kill him; or stab him from behind. his heart!
"Let me guess your secret." Xiong Yuanfeng has already walked into the range of ten meters in front of Yuan Qing, and is still moving forward. The surface of his right fist is covered with a faint golden light, and his eyes are becoming more and more fanatical: "It's invisibility, mutation Beast breath simulation, or something else... It doesn't matter, your secret, I will dig it out word by word from your mouth, it will make your life worse than death, and you will regret everything you have done!"

Yuan Qing straddled his feet obliquely, the alloy saber in his hand sank, the tip of the saber slanted upwards, the muscles of his two arms swelled slightly, his heart beat vigorously, and strands of strong spiritual energy entered the blood circulation and flowed away throughout his body; the surface of the saber was covered with There was a faint silver halo, and taking a deep breath, the nostrils and the corners of the mouth were covered with light silver!
"Earlier, my subordinates reported that you were in the middle of the first order, so you have made a breakthrough again, and you are already at the peak of the first order." Xiong Yuanfeng stepped five meters in front of Yuan Qing, his right arm muscles bulging, as if he had accumulated endless strength, Both the voice and the footsteps contained a strong oppressive force: "For me, there is no difference between the middle stage of the first order and the peak of the first order. In close combat, no spiritual warrior is an opponent of a fighter!"

As soon as the words fell, Xiong Yuanfeng's body rushed suddenly, and his right fist brought up an extremely strong wind, like a golden light tearing the air, and blasted to the front of Yuan Qing's chest in an instant.

"So fast!" Yuan Qing's pupils shrank slightly, and the alloy saber stood up and down, and at the same time raised his left hand to touch the blade of the saber.

Bang!
Xiong Yuanfeng's fist hit the widest part of the alloy saber hard!

On the surface of the sword, a ring-shaped air wave exploded from the powerful impact. Yuan Qing's body involuntarily retreated violently, and his feet plowed two shallow grooves more than 5 meters long on the ground. The high-strength rubber sole of the combat boots Rubbing against the ground, a faint black smoke came out, and a strong burnt smell came out.

"It's almost as I guessed, the blade is distorted, but it's still usable!" Yuan Qing's arms were numb, and he lowered his head to look at the sword; the place where he had just received his fist had collapsed, and the blade was broken into several pieces , like a sawtooth knife—the war knife was in a psychic joint state just now, otherwise, it would not be able to withstand his punch at all!
Xiong Yuanfeng frowned, a little surprised: "The alloy saber is not scrapped, your level of spiritual integration is so high?"

Yuan Qing didn't say a word at all.

The degree of spiritual power combination between the spiritual warrior and the weapon depends on two aspects, one is talent, and the other is the total amount of spiritual power.For example, a three-star talented spirit warrior can achieve a three-star union with weapons of the same level, and it is difficult to go further; and a higher-level spirit warrior, such as the strongest spirit warrior in China, "Heijiang King", holds a weapon in his hand. A C-grade alloy sword can achieve a perfect combination in an instant.

It is because the total amount of psionic energy is too large, and the grade is too high. It has a completely overwhelming advantage over low-level swords, and can be easily combined forcibly.

Of course, it is impossible for the King of Heijiang to use a C-level saber, just like an adult holding a weak straw, even if they are perfectly united, they cannot exert their full strength.And now Yuan Qing, the only known black hole talent owner on the earth, what he and the sword of the same level have achieved is the perfect union that all spiritual warriors dream of, using 100% of their own spiritual energy through the sword!
"Extremely high degree of psychic energy integration, is this also one of your secrets?" Xiong Yuanfeng moved his right wrist to eliminate the slight numbness caused by the previous collision, and continued to approach Yuan Qing, his eyes were fierce and greedy: "How many secrets do you have?" , it’s all mine, it’s all mine!”

As he spoke, his feet had already begun to charge, and the metalized right fist slammed over again.

"Today is a day worth remembering." Yuan Qing narrowed his eyes into a slit, and leaned forward slightly. He no longer used the saber to resist his fist, but charged head-on; Leaning down, twisting his waist to one side, he swung his arm violently and drew out the saber, emitting a silvery white light.

His body brushed past Xiong Yuanfeng!

(End of this chapter)