The armor summoner will not be involved in the event

Most of the comments at the Imperial Hall were that Mi Jie Xibi's performance was disappointing, but the mood at the Empire was completely different.

[This guy is so strong. He defeated a pureblood and so many followers in a one-on-one fight... This guy might have the potential to become an Apostle Saint.]

[And the armor he wears is the same as the Wind and Thunder Sword Saint... Is it a mass-produced one? I wonder where I can make it. ]

[How do you know that it is the same as the one worn by the Wind and Thunder Sword Saint? I remember that the intelligence about the opponent has been almost blocked, right? ]

[Humph, that's why I say newcomers are newcomers! I was beaten by the enemy in all three battles I participated in. The Wind and Thunder Sword Saint stepped on my head into the ground while wearing that armor! ]

[What is this person so proud of? (whispering)]

【This is what strong worship is like. 】

[What is that card? Did he use it to put a living person inside it? ]

In general, some people laughed at the Imperial Hall as their mortal enemy, while others were curious whether the Wind Eagle Armor was some high-tech creation that could be mass-produced.

As for those neutral cities and some countries that did not participate in the Imperial Palace War...

[Damn, he’s so handsome! 】

[Is this guy related to the Wind and Thunder Sword Saint? ]

[Stop talking about your sword master all day long. I'm almost sick of seeing this name in the newspapers these days. Hehe, let me see the witch's defeat! ]

[Ohhh! That armored man whose name I don't know, hurry up! The other party's clothes are not torn at all! ]

【You are too vulgar. 】

[Huh? You are so elegant? ]

[Can't you feel the armor? ]

【? 】

[The latex suit fits tightly to that muscular body, protecting most of the vital parts, but the wonderful design under the crotch is left open! Hehehe, just looking at that tight butt and the bulging thing, I feel...hiss——]

[Oh my god, this guy is really perverted! ]

【…】

That's probably the kind of confusion it is.

But the audience’s feelings have nothing to do with these two people. What they are doing now is a life-and-death struggle.

There are many possible outcomes for a loser, but for Joheim there is only one.

The huge rapiers pierced the chests, temples, and lungs of the Protoss who fell to the ground one after another. These were extremely fatal injuries to humans and there was no possibility of curing them with native power in this world.

In just a moment, all of Mi Jie Xibi's men were killed.

"Now, you are the only one left."

Without getting a more specific guide on how to use the Wind Eagle Armor, Joheim only knew that this armor could greatly enhance physical abilities and the ability to seal dangerous things into two dimensions, so he continued to throw the magic notes up and down.

Firstly, he felt that this was oppressive and it would allow the screen to show his strength to more people.

Secondly, he didn't understand how to use the Qiankun Belt and the Magic Card, and he always felt weird holding the cards with his hands on his hips.

The heavy pressure made it difficult for Mi Jiexi to even raise her head. She could only kneel on the ground, staring at the opponent's combat boots.

The huge rapier was getting closer and closer, and the fear of impending death tormented her spirit.

"You can beg for mercy. If you do, I will let you go."

Such remarks made Mi Jiexi tremble all over.

Of course she didn't want to die, but with her every word and action being broadcast live, she was the face of Xudola in the outside world.

If Mi Jiexi was humiliated, Xudora would really become a laughing stock in the imperial hall and even in other places.

Thinking of the consequences, the girl who loved Xudora so much gritted her teeth.

"Come on if you want to kill me, hurry up!"

Pretend.

You can clearly see that the other person's body is trembling, but he still stubbornly says some nonsense to make himself look noble.

No more thoughts, what needs to be done has been decided.

Then, a shadow flew past Yoheim at high speed and snatched the magic note away.

【401】Play·Fight (VII)

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be so slow. Are you feeling proud of yourself because you barely play an important role in this drama?"

Holding the cracked spider mask on his face with one hand, the thin man spoke in a lazy tone.

"If I want to show my strength to everyone, I need to slow down. Not everyone can see my top speed at my current level, and I also need to get familiar with the power of this armor before I officially face that man."

Joheim looked at the man's somewhat disheveled figure and didn't have any special thoughts.

The opponent is a scientist who claims to have little fighting ability. In this increasingly intensified battlefield, he has fallen to this point and only needs to be a little wasteful.

"But you, now that you are in this state, do you need me to avenge you?"

Although the opponent was in this state probably because he did not hide in the safe zone properly, as the benefactor who gave him this armor, Joheim was still willing to help with this small matter.

"Don't think too much, just retreat first."

"Wait until I kill the queen candidate of Xudora."

"If that's the case then come... Never mind, it's too late."

"what?"

Joheim did not understand what the other party meant, but his body, which had been tempered by the battlefield, quickly responded based on his instinctive perception of life and death crisis.

The huge rapier shook slightly, blocking the huge light gun that was more than one meter long.

The light blue spear of light fell into the empty house and easily penetrated more than a dozen buildings.

"The disadvantage of sniper-type shooting is that the structure of the beam is too stable when the distance is too close, so it is easy to block and bounce off? This is something I didn't have the chance to discover before."

The blue-armored warrior wearing the Wind Eagle Crossbow stood less than fifty meters away from Yoheim and spoke leisurely.

"...Wind and Thunder Sword Saint."

As he prepared to face the enemy, Joheim's heartbeat quickened slightly.

What a blessing it was for Joheim that the person he had been dreaming of appeared before him.

"You can just call me Arcaid. That name... well, I didn't feel anything before, but now I feel a little embarrassed."

Such a childish nickname might be just right for a college student, but it might be too childish for a three-year-old (crossed out) man who is starting to graduate from chuunibyou.

Alcaide, who has matured a lot mentally, now tends to reject things that are too sexy and meaningless.

Whether it is one's own title or a name other than the name of someone else on the battlefield.

Since all the words except for the self-introduction were spoken quietly, no one paid any attention to his speech, and Joheim just pointed the huge rapier in his hand at him with great interest.

"I will defeat you and gain the nickname of the strongest human!"

"When did I have anything like that?"

Alcaide was a little confused as to when he had acquired a strange title without knowing it. Shame made him make a very simple choice.

"It's yours if you want it."

What is the strongest human being? Why fight for it? It's better to eat two fruits.

In response to his honest answer, Joheim looked a little angry.

"There should be a limit to looking down on others! I didn't come here just to argue with you about some meaningless argument!"

"So what exactly do you want to do?"

Alcade looked around at the mess and the huge rapier in the opponent's hand, feeling a little confused.

Holding a sword and facing me, I don't think he is here to have any friendly conversation with me.

But considering that he almost killed the opponent just now, his attitude is normal.

When Alcaide arrived here, he saw from a distance another Wind Eagle Warrior walking towards a weak girl lying on the ground with a huge rapier, with blood still on the sword. He subconsciously summoned the Wind Eagle Crossbow and launched a long-range sniper shot at the opponent.

Melee shooting mode and long-range sniper mode are special modes of the Wind Eagle Crossbow that he discovered under the guidance of his master.

The former shoots out palm-length beams of light at high speed, while the latter can fire the same kind of light gun one shot per second, with a shooting distance of up to one thousand kilometers (precision sniping).

Oh, I haven't measured much distance. It's a long distance at the beginning. I'll measure it when I have time.

Not noticing the divergence of Arcaid's thoughts, Joheim, who felt like he was on a pilgrimage, pointed his sword at Arcaid.

"I told you I want to fight you."

"……you sure?"

"Yes!"

[Zen Meditation Seal]

【Wind Piercing】

He placed one hand on his belt in the meditation seal and turned the wheel with the other.

The bow of the Wind Eagle Crossbow automatically retracted, and the green light spots condensed into the sword body.

Tap the light post and strike a pose.

"Chirp—"

Amid the high-pitched eagle cry, hundreds of light spikes were emitted and pierced through Joheim's body.

An explosion sounded and his figure was covered by smoke and dust.

……

"So I told you to retreat... young people nowadays are really like that."

He took out another spider mask and put it on himself, Yang Wuqu's voice sounded a little helpless.

"You don't think that you, who have just got this thing and haven't even used the exclusive weapon of the Wind Eagle Armor, can beat him who has so many years of experience in using it?"

Looking at Joheim, who had fallen into a coma and was lying on the ground with blood all over his body, Yang Wuqu felt like he was talking to the air.

Fluorescent silk threads emerged from the fingertips and gradually wrapped around Joheim's body, forming a huge cocoon.

His weak body shook for a while, and Yang Wuqu sat down on the cocoon.

It’s much stronger than I thought. Is that energy really that powerful?

Because the elemental armor itself basically does not rely on the strength of the summoner, at least there is no requirement for the strength of the summoner's willpower, so even if Yang Wuqu understood some settings related to willpower at the beginning, he lacked understanding of this kind of energy.

He only knew that if the power of armor was determined by mental energy, which was a unified setting for all armors, then the mental energy for the armor of the four elements was not provided by the summoner, but by the elemental spirits themselves.

The suitability of using elemental armor depends on your affinity with the elemental elves. If you have a good relationship with them and they get along well with each other, their special moves will be fully charged in a few seconds - of course, making them mad and having them continuously use their powers to output energy to you is also another way.

According to this principle, Yang Wuqu makes armors that all have their own "elemental spirits".

The elemental spirit of Dream Melt is the will of the earth.

To be honest, the wind eagle armor that Joheim is wearing now actually has "elemental elves" in it.

That is his own star spirit.

As for the research on elemental elves, he has been keeping pace with the research on violent insects.

This kind of spiritual life form often has a larger amount of consciousness energy than intellectual life forms, but is inferior in quality.

Then the accumulation of spirituality can usually only be achieved through the accumulation of time. There is nothing good about absorbing external spirituality that does not belong to oneself.

Protoss are spiritual life forms, and theoretically they can develop into elemental elves.

In fact, during the time when Yang Wuqu gave Joheim the Holy Fruit of the Star and knocked him down, he extracted the star spirit from his body.

The intensity is a bit touching, not in terms of spiritual accumulation, but in terms of one’s own energy reserves.

After a brief study, he discovered that the spiritual differences among the Protoss were not that great, and that they were all essentially carriers of planetary consciousness.

But the energy gap between each one is even greater than that between a human and a dog, and this is the only factor that determines the strength of the Astral Arts.

Oh, there may also be the issue of the adaptability of the host they are interested in to the energy of the Protoss. However, as long as the Protoss themselves can fully exert their subjective initiative, the Protoss is just a mobile tool with two legs.

He just couldn't find the material that could store the Protoss, otherwise he would have already started building a giant carrot for the alien Protoss Yatales.