Windowless building.

"This is..." The 'human' soaked in the blood-red liquid opened his eyes with a little confusion. When he saw what was happening, a rare look of surprise appeared in his eyes, "It actually... succeeded?"

"No." A soft voice slowly opened in Yaresta's ear, "It just looks the same, and there is no feeling on the replica."

"That feeling?" Yaresta was slightly stunned, then smiled faintly, "Are you talking about the breath of 'science'?"

"Did you give it such a strange name..." The voice paused, as if there was a little speechless, and then returned to holiness. "It seems that the 'Mass Production Plan for the Capabilities' has been considered a complete failure."

"That's right." Yaresta sneered, "But I don't expect this kind of thing to succeed."

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"However, by borrowing the effect of the body crystal, can he already fight against the superpowers?" Yaresta refused to comment and just whispered softly, "This may not be another scientific path?"

"It's just temporary." Before the voice could answer, Yaresta shook his head, "The body crystal is corroding his body organs all the time, causing the abilities in his body to riot constantly. This has completely turned the already short-lived clone into a combat machine. Although the child's body was much more perfect than the clone in the third place, the child's lifespan is probably worse than theirs."

"The power of the Kihara clan is really powerful." A gentle voice was silent for a moment, and it came slowly again, "It's a miracle that the child's body has not collapsed."

Yaresta slowly closed his eyes.

School District 10.

"You...!" Lin stared at Qing Palace in horror, "That's the case?"

The Qing Palace, standing in front of him, still stood there without retreating, and the black military thorn in his hand was blocked.

The one who blocked the military sect was the Qing Palace's hand. Unlike usual, the hand of the Qing Palace actually flashed with metallic light, as if wearing a pair of metal gloves.

"This place was originally a ruin of a steel mill." Qing Gong's face was pale, but there was a faint smile on his lips. "Although it has been abandoned, there is still a lot of steel in it, which can be used by me."

Qing Gong growled, waved his palm hard, and forced Lin's military spear to open. The two of them took a step back at the same time. Then, Lin looked ugly as the metallic color on Qing Gong's hands slowly faded, turning into iron and slowly dripping on the ground.

"Your abilities can only be used to destroy them." Qinggong said softly, and then, in Rin's cold gaze, his right hand slowly inserted into the metal wall beside him, like a burning knife and fork to cut the butter, "This is the biggest difference between you and me."

The metal wall seemed to have turned into liquid. The liquid flowed slowly and cleverly, but it could cleverly maintain its original shape. Then, a piece of it flashed red, as if the sharp blade that had just been refined was slowly pulled out by the Qing Palace, as if it was originally hidden in the wall.

metal           shield—‘Metal Shield’!

"My physical skills are indeed not as good as you." Qing Gong slowly blocked the long sword that slowly turned black in front of him, gently stroked the blade, "But it doesn't mean you can defeat me in this regard."

As Qing Palace's hands slowly brushed across the blade, as if a layer of black clothes was peeled off, all the blacks faded away with Qing Palace's palms, replaced by a sharp edge, clear as a pool of autumn water.

"In the temperature system ability, maybe someone can catch up with me later." Qing Gong's eyes slowly lit up, and the long sword in his hand pointed at the boy opposite him, "But no one will surpass me!"

The tone of the Qing Palace was very plain, but anyone could hear a special meaning from the words of the Qing Palace, which was a strong sense of confidence and domineeringness. Although the person in front of him had severely damaged or even almost killed him, this confidence had not changed at all.

"Your stab can only hurt me once." The long sword in Qing Palace's hand lifted up, and countless orange-gold lights kept flowing from Qing Palace's body, and finally slowly gathered on the sharp blade in his hand. Slowly, the blade's overall color changed, and finally turned into a long orange-gold sword with a shining light, like a beam of flames held by Qing Palace. "That weapon used for sneak attack can only be used once."

"You have lost when you showed the military sect in front of me." Qing Gong looked at the young man with a gloomy face in front of him calmly, "Even if your ability integrates the characteristics of two people and I and I pass by, and evolves into plasma, it is still useless."

"Stop talking big." Lin looked at Qinggong coldly, with a gloomy face, and flames seemed to burst out from his dark red eyes, "I'm not something you can understand now!"

The boy slowly raised his hand, and dark red flames surged out wildly. The army sects with dark light were carrying the back and staring at the Qing Palace in front of him.

"Die!" With a roar, Lin was like a flame demon god. The dark red flame burned everything that touched the surroundings to black and gray, and rushed straight towards a little golden color not far away.

Unexpectedly, the orange-gold color had no intention of blocking it, and the dark red rushed straight into the Qing Palace's realm. The flames were soaring, covering the surroundings of the Qing Palace.

"What?!" Lin was shocked.

"If it cannot be destroyed, I can only assimilate." Qing Gong's face was extremely calm, allowing the dark red flames to burn around his body, and even the golden light on his body dimmed. Only the blade in his hand became brighter, "Although this time I have to go to the hospital for a while."

At some point, the orange-gold light like the sun surged out like a tide, surrounding the dark red flames. The gold was constantly swallowing the dark red surroundings. Although this devouring would also reduce itself, it was still unswerving.

"It's better to use something like body crystal in the future." Qing Gong sighed silently, and his face suddenly softened, "No matter what you think, I never thought of killing you."

Qinggong's figure floated for a moment. Before Lin could react, the two of them were already close together in an instant.

"But, I still have to fight this fight." Qinggong's voice came faintly, with a hint of complex feelings, "Just think this is..."

"The responsibility and cost of educating your younger brother!"

Lin roared wildly, and the military spear in his hand suddenly stabbed toward him. At the same time, Qinggong slowly cut out the dazzling golden sharp blade in his hand.

(End of this chapter)
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