Miss Wolper's Life as an Operator in Rhodes Island

Chapter 501: Put an end to your past...! 2024-03-25 16:00:02

"What's going on! Miss Fengling doesn't seem to be stronger than the Rusted Bronze Knight, but she can still maintain the momentum of the attack under siege!"

Mob held the microphone, and the disbelief in his tone was very real.

I can’t act it out… Seeing this kind of battle scene, Mob no longer needs to mix in exaggerated performances. Just describing what he sees is scary enough.

"Sixteen to one! And it's the Boiling Blood Knights' sixteen to one! The fallen companions and the injuries they suffered will only make the Boiling Blood Knights stronger and stronger! But after so much fierce fighting, Miss Fengling is not afraid at all!"

"Sixteen people, your movements are basically the same. Are you all muscle idiots with strength in your brain?" Feng Ling swung his tail and directly knocked away a knight who tried to attack him from behind.

Strength can be controlled, the output of Originium skills can be controlled, and even the power of weapons can be similar to the original version under Fengling's operation.

But Feng Ling's well-honed fighting instincts and the fighting skills engraved in her bones cannot be erased even by herself.

Entering the arena with the early combat power of the Three-Tailed Fox is also a new obsession that Fengling has developed in her heart?

I once stood at the entrance of some shopping malls in Longmen and watched knight competitions through the windows. It was one of the few embellishments in Fengling’s boring and dull life in the slums.

Perhaps you have also imagined yourself standing in the arena.

Maybe I feel that I still have some ability and can live a better life through hard work.

Standing here at this moment.

Even though I have changed a lot.

Some things no longer matter.

I won’t worry about whether I can have my next meal on time.

But this time I put a perfect end to something I loved during that period of time.

Still...it's okay!

A strong wind blows.

Compared to the earth-shattering natural disaster storm, this storm seems very immature.

The pendant hanging around the waist echoes with the sound of bells.

"If you don't want to fall, defeat me here."

A fighting smile appeared on Feng Ling's face, "You haven't all gathered enough points yet, have you? Gentlemen who are forming a team illegally!"

As the battle progressed, Feng Ling's movements became less and less like Margaret's.

Feng Ling's sword and spear skills are gradually being developed.

"You are very strong. Although you don't look very strong, you are stronger than most people I have ever seen... It seems that you taught the little girl from the Lingguang family." The Rusty Bronze Knight's voice came out muffled through the helmet, "You will die here. I don't care who invited you here or who you are."

"Will I die here? Mmm~" Feng Ling laughed tenderly, "Mr. Rusty Bronze Knight, even though you are not a good person in my eyes, your stubbornness is really admirable."

"I am right here. I am standing here. If you really have the strength to take my head, why not try? Our conversation has been transmitted to the entire arena through the microphone and to even more distant places through the equipment. No matter what the result of this battle, I allow it."

"court death!"

Most of the attacking axes were chopped directly at the wind chimes.

After several confrontations, they realized that Feng Ling was very agile and these people would not rush at him all at once.

Compared to dealing with a heavily armored knight by smashing him to pieces with one axe, it is more important to inflict effective damage when fighting against Feng Ling.

It was right for some people to be assigned to prevent the wind chimes from taking more flexible actions.

What a pity... So far, the Boiling Blood Knights have caused 0 damage to Wind Chimes.

Because she couldn't be touched at all.

Either they were dodged or blocked, but more often than not, Feng Ling would accurately hit the joints where force was applied before the attack was launched, relieving the force on the spot.

Walking on the wind, even on flat ground, the battlefield of Wind Chimes is always three-dimensional.

Just ...

Uh……

The first debuff that Fengling has suffered so far is that with the output during the Three-Tail period, she couldn't even jump to the height she did at that time.

Six tails are still quite heavy...

“Huh?!”

It has been a long time since I last felt this kind of feeling. Fortunately, Feng Ling adjusted quickly and reacted in mid-air, changing his posture with a beautiful tailspin.

The storm erupted from behind itself, and the sword and spear stabbed straight at the Rusty Bronze Knight.

Under the influence of gravity, Feng Ling's armor-piercing line is naturally not comparable to that on flat ground.

The axe blade was wide, so it could be used for defense. After struggling to block the wind chime, the wind chime's attack hit the ground, splashing a lot of smoke and dust.

However, the Rusty Bronze Knight only felt a sudden pain behind his leg.

"Isn't that guy in the front?!"

The smoke quickly dispersed.

The weapon in Fengling's hand has changed from a sword to... a giant sickle.

One of the Silver Moon's Pity forms that Feng Ling likes to use the most.

"The weapon has changed! Miss Fengling has taken out a brand new weapon! Where did she hide it? Or... her weapon itself has multiple forms! Double maces, swords and spears, scimitars, and now the sickle of the god of death that seems to be from myths and legends! How many weapon changes can Miss Fengling have! Let us continue to wait and see!"

Mob's eyesight had been greatly improved due to his work as a commentator, and he could see the true nature of the weapon in Feng Ling's hand.

It has been a long time since Feng Ling appeared in front of the public holding a huge sickle like this.

"Then... I'll go ahead!"

Charge again!

Naturally, it wasn't just the spectators who were watching this exhibition match.

Rhode Island.

Gavial patted Margaret's shoulder, whose face was a little red.

During a rare afternoon break, some operators sat in the bar on the Rhodes Island ship.

What was broadcast on TV was naturally the delayed broadcast of Casimir's exhibition match.

From the moment Feng Ling took out the sword and spear of the Knight of Glory when she performed on the stage, everyone started to tease Operator Lin Guang.

However, when sentimentality is brought up, the audience is never the one most easily touched.

But as a person with feelings.

When the sword and spear were taken out, the audience cheered, not only out of surprise, but more for Knight Yao.

Lin Guang's eyes blurred for a moment.

Although I have let it go, how many people could I have influenced by my shining self at that time?

"I told you! Wherever this girl goes, there will be no peace! She is simply an impatient person!"

Gavial took a gulp of beer and laughed, "Lin Guang, you really don't have any ideas? It seems that Feng Ling has formed a knight group? And he even put your sister in there! Why don't you go back and win the championship next year? Now the infected can participate in the competition, let alone you..."

At this point, Gavial shrugged.

As a doctor, she naturally knew it very well.

Lin Guang, who was driven away because he was infected, was actually very healthy.

"Maria would stand up... It really surprised me. My departure caused her trouble." Lin Guang fell into deep thought.

At this moment, the broadcast screen showed the scene of the wind chime flying into the air.

She threw out the sword and spear of the Shining Knight.

Looking at those shining wings, Lin Guang seemed to see himself.

Only through the camera can you see Feng Ling's expression at this moment from a close distance.

She smiled and lip-synced.

"Lin Guang, come back soon!"

He learned the moves from the Shining Knight and charged forward without hesitation.

Chapter 502 What a disgusting feeling! 2024-03-26 16:00:02

"Fallen! Another member of the Boiling Blood Knights fell! Oh my God! Sixteen versus one, fifteen have fallen now! It's now the final one-on-one duel!"

"Gorgeous combo! Nimble moves! Miss Fengling only paid the price of damaging her protective gear, and knocked down fifteen members of the Boiling Blood Knights with continuous suffocation attacks!"

"The invincibility of the Boiling Blood Knights was stopped by a single person, and most of them haven't even accumulated enough points yet! On the other hand, no matter what the result of this one-on-one match is, we can already congratulate Miss Feng Ling for accumulating enough points to enter the next round!"

During Mob's commentary, he even forgot to include advertising, which is what he is best at.

This exciting scene made him simply focus on making the battle in front of him more exciting.

The most important thing is that the contestants in this game were extremely cooperative with the show... After all, the fact that the commentator couldn't stand the provocation of the contestants and beat them up is enough to be remembered - at least that's what many people think.

This brawl will surely be recorded as one of the most popular matches this year.

"You're so noisy, Mob! What do you mean by no matter what the outcome is?" Feng Ling leaned on the ground with the Silver Moon Respect transformed into a sword and spear in her hand, and even had time to talk back to the host through the microphone, "Do you think I can't stand this kind of situation to the end?"

The playfulness of the wind chimes immediately caused a burst of laughter.

But for most people, especially old audiences, they are not optimistic about Wind Chimes at the moment.

Perhaps it was because the Rusty Bronze Knight's momentum was too terrifying at this moment.

The characteristic of the Boiling Blood Knights is that they become braver as the battle goes on, and those who fall down will only make the members who are still standing more excited.

If for the junior members this might just be an impulse of passion, then for the long-established Rusted Bronze Knight, it is a real spell.

There was almost tangible red blood surging in his body, and through the knight's helmet, one could even feel that the other party had a fierce look on his face.

His movements became extremely agile. He rushed towards the wind chimes and chopped down with the sharp axe in his hand.

After Feng Ling dodged, the axe that hit the ground actually lifted up a large piece of grass.

"I'm going to chop you... into pieces!"

The Rusty Bronze Knight's breath was disordered and his breathing no longer had a rhythm.

But this pure instinctive fight, which seemed to have plunged him into a frenzy, did make him more dangerous.

But after reaching a certain level, his movements become more predictable.

"You and your Knights, your only record is my armor." Feng Ling used his sword to block the axe. With the current force, he was directly knocked away, but he would not be injured due to the force-relieving technique. He just had to adjust his posture in the air. "By the way, that's still performance armor. It's not even as good as ordinary armor for competitions."

"However, your actions are so numerous and there are only a few tricks. The audience is getting tired of watching them, and I have no intention of playing around." Feng Ling made another evasive move and easily avoided the attack of the Rusty Bronze Knight.

From a one-on-sixteen situation at the beginning, Feng Ling had to pay attention to the siege, but now it is one-on-one. Although the opponent seems to be much stronger, it has become more and more easy for Feng Ling.

Yawning, Feng Ling put away his weapon.

"It's time to end. Get ready... Don't blink. This will be the last time you see your complete self."

call……

Feng Ling adjusted her breath and revealed a somewhat charming and crazy smile.

It was as if it was out of control back then, but now Feng Ling is under control of herself.

A move that can only be used against enemies - this is how Feng Ling once restricted herself.

Since the opponent has been attacking with deadly momentum time and time again, it’s time to fight back after fighting for so long.

"Goodbye, Rusty Bronze Knight - there is no place for you in the area you have stepped on!"

Wind blades graced her hands, she pushed the ground with her feet, and the storm propelled her forward, and she almost instantly reached the Rusted Bronze Knight.

His right hand acted as a claw, and the solid wind blade, with terrifying force, instantly tore through the armor's defense.

At the same time, the Storm Column was activated, making the Rusted Bronze Knight unable to move at all.

The left hand followed up and with one claw, a horrific wound deep enough to see the bone immediately appeared on the chest, and blood spurted out.