Please ask the dream.

Chapter 181: Hit by the boomerang thrown in the previous life
As the choice was made, Feng Xue's consciousness entered his body. He did not say a lot of dirty words like he did in the last multi-dimensional projection, and the flat-headed man in a long gown in front of him did not say much either.

He just remained silent, and then put down the medical book in his hand.

The next moment, the long gown on his body suddenly moved without wind, just like Wuming put down his erhu, and visible power was spinning around him.

"Zhuo! It's really like Hong Kong comics, Brother Xun... What happened to the saying that the strong will wield their swords against the stronger? I am burying flowers with Daiyu! I am weak..."

Before Feng Xue finished speaking, he saw the strange particle special effects wrapping around the body of the man in the long gown. The black and red colors formed a familiar outfit, which he didn't know whether to call a windbreaker or armor. In his left and right hands, he held a dagger respectively.

"Good man, isn't this Gan Jiang Moye a bit... Hong A, is that you Hong A? Damn, I remember now! Hong A Xun Ge Lun, right? What is this? The boomerang thrown in the previous life suddenly started to attack me?"

At this moment, Feng Xue felt very bad. Looking at the attack that had been thrown out by Gan Jiang Moye, he had no time to mourn for this old joke. The next person to rush to the battlefield was——

"Smash Varudo!"

Time stopped at this moment, and the turntable with countless names on it began to spin rapidly. Looking at the two swords that were already in front of him, Feng Xue took a deep breath to calm the anger in his heart.

In fact, this meme was no longer well-known when he traveled through time, but the reason why he found it so annoying was because this meme was made up by him and a bunch of crazy netizens in his previous life!
Just as Feng Xue was lost in memories of his carefree teenage years in his previous life, the roulette wheel suddenly stopped spinning. This time, it was an acquaintance—

Ishida Akira.

"Oh my goodness... uh, wait a minute, this guy can't fight!" Feng Xue frowned, and suddenly felt that something was not right, because although this guy is a very famous voice actor, the characters he dubbed are either good at driving Gundams, playing cards, or being gay (cough)... Although there are some who can fight, they are all marginal or old-fashioned characters. Either they are not popular enough, or their expressiveness is not strong enough.

For example, although Gaara seems to have some fighting ability, it is difficult to give people the impression that he is very capable, whether in terms of plot performance or impression points.

Just as Feng Xue was thinking, the ability after the voice actor also emerged. Hmm, fighting spirit perception? Blood ghost technique?

"Oh, that name is very tongue-twisting and it has to do with killing the Flame Pillar, right?" Feng Xue was not picky about this. Since he couldn't think of a suitable one at the moment, it would be nice to use one from the collection.

Time began to flow again. There was no time to sort out his mind. Feng Xue stretched out his hand and lifted up the Yin-Yang swords.

But hidden behind these two swords is another pair of high-speed rotating replicas!
"Shh-"

A whistle came out of his mouth, and a sword light shot out from behind Feng Xue suddenly split into two, accurately knocking down the dagger, but in just four sword strikes, Brother Xun, wearing a red holy cloth, had already rushed in front of him.

Holding the Gan Jiang Moye that had expanded more than one circle in his hand, Feng Xue seemed to hear the other party's chant at that moment -

Shout!

Hesitant!

Pick up flowers in the morning and evening!

"Fuck! What about the third collection of essays? Where is "Hometown"? So this is the truth behind the fact that the third collection of Heyi has four paragraphs?" Feng Xue's soul of complaining was burning, but the long sword in his hand had already been handed out.

The blessing of the Hippogriff gave him an attack speed far faster than he had imagined, but the sword that should have been able to block the opponent's attack was avoided as if by prophecy!
There was no time to be surprised, because the two blade lights were already in front of him. But at the moment when he was about to be chopped into three pieces, the world in Feng Xue's eyes seemed to have changed in some way -

He felt what was called "fighting spirit." "Here?"

A sword light suddenly appeared in front of Feng Xue. With a click, the sword blade broke, and Feng Xue slashed horizontally with both hands.

As if he had sensed Feng Xue's attack in advance, Brother Xun in red retreated violently, and the wound on Feng Xue's body caused by the metal fragments was healing quickly.

Although this character's combat ability is average, his immortality is still good.

"Is this flowing power fighting spirit?"

Feng Xue felt the flowing aura from Brother Xun in red and couldn't help but frown, because he found that this perception did not seem to come only from the ability drawn from Brother Kao's Wrath, but also a part of it seemed to come from his left hand?

"Is this the blessing from that lady?" Feng Xue immediately thought of the rune that the lady had drawn on her left hand with blood. Although the rune had disappeared at this time, the feeling as if there was an extra sense on his hand made him clearly aware of its existence.

Thinking of the lady's ability to extract vitality, Feng Xue vaguely understood the essence of this so-called fighting spirit perception. Perhaps this is not something like fighting spirit or murderous spirit in the traditional sense, but a judgment of the way vitality flows.

"Next time, this way!"

Feng Xue narrowed his eyes and suddenly swung his left hand. The shovel that suddenly appeared in his palm trembled, and the metal shovel head accurately hit Brother Xun in red who suddenly came around.

"It's true!" Feng Xue seemed to have found a way to pass the level this time, and sword lights suddenly fell from the sky.

However, the advance reading obtained by relying on the perception of fighting spirit and vitality was only able to catch up with the "eyes, hands and heart" of Brother Xun in red. Just when he thought he could win with the help of the architect's changeable fighting style, a green sword light that was exactly the same as his fell from the sky.

"Take it for what it is!"

"【Zhongyuan Yayin】!" Feng Xue, who was so angry that he spoke in his hometown dialect, glared at Brother Xun in red who began to copy his fighting style. He felt very uncomfortable. What he had, others had, but what others had, he didn't. How could he fight?
If he could spare some time to read the bar, Feng Xue could try the three-hundred-stone bow sniping method, but the current situation was that as soon as he made the slightest preparation to charge his strength, he would be interrupted by the opponent immediately.

"Your melee ability is still poor. Next time you accidentally enter a strange dream, you must find someone who is good at melee combat. At the very least, you must practice multiple attacks! The current method of two basic attacks and one combo is too easy to predict!"

Feng Xue secretly got angry in his heart, and at the same time was thinking about how to defeat the enemy. The collection he drew this time was not particularly super model. Although Kao Ge's anger was outrageous, this time he was given a professional actor who was famous for matching female voices without being abrupt...

Wait, little...

"Zhao, isn't there this one?"

Feng Xue seemed to be hit in the back of the head by a laser sniper rifle. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and as the image became three-dimensional in his mind, he suddenly paused, opened his hands as if embracing the world, and faced the double knives chopped by Brother Xun in red, and shouted -

"Beethoven's Ninth Symphony, fourth movement, open it for me!"

The next moment, the sound wave came!

(End of this chapter)