A wild explosion bloomed from the building, and the wild flames broke through the building, as if a halo of fire was added to the center of the building, and then it was rolled back and disappeared.

The controllable Smith flew out of the flames, which burned his skin and burned him like a charred corpse.

But he was still alive. He looked at his broken body, his severely scalded skin, his exposed bloody red eyes looked into the sky, and then he flew towards the sky.

But just as he flew out, he saw a man rushing out at high speed.

The light of thunder shines.

"Jiangling!" he shouted.

"You are not called sir." Junlin smiled, and as he rushed towards him at high speed, a sharp thunder and lightning spear had already appeared in his palm, falling toward the control Smith.

"I thought you wouldn't take action." Smith swung his fingers, and a ray of energy rushed towards King's Landing.

Junlin raised his hand to block it, and the energy penetrated his arm, leaving a deep hole.

He looked at the hole in his arm and said, "If possible, I really don't want to take action, but it's a bit boring to repeat the previous behavior every time, right? There must be some changes."

He looked at Smith.

The nightmare attack was launched.

This time it actually worked. Smith's mind trembled and a huge panic appeared in his eyes: "No!"

At this moment, a thunderous sound broke out from the twenty-fourth floor, and the wheat was bombed out like a piece of rag. Jun Lin reached out and hugged him.

Maizi vomited blood: "That guy is so powerful, I...I can't even resist him with a punch!"

Power Smith walked out with a big stride and saw the control Smith holding her head and wailing.

Power Smith turned his head and looked at Junlin: "Mr. Junlin, repeated repetitions are meaningless. All your discoveries will eventually be silent. Give up, this is not a battlefield where you can rage."

He said, and as soon as he raised his hand, countless tyrants had appeared in the flame area below.

Their powerful muscles and wild power show their powerful momentum, and each of them is a master level.

As soon as this moment appeared, some rushed towards King's Landing, and some rushed towards the candidates below.

But the control Smith shouted: "Don't use them!"

Junlin smiled and said, "I like the countercurrent of time, at least I don't have to worry about the sequelae."

He picked up Maizi and kissed Maizi.

"Fuck!" Maizi shouted.

Chaos start again.

Controlling Smith screamed suddenly, and a light of nothingness rose from Smith's body.

Only the power-type Smith was indifferent. He looked around and shook his head: "You haven't told me this."

As he said that, he punched him out.

It turned out to be the controllable Smith.

boom!

The body of the control Smith instantly shattered, and a light of inspiration bloomed freely.

Junlin looked at Guangyu and thought to himself: "So that's it...Woz... It's you!"

"Bastard! Don't be proud, you will die in the end, you will die!" Woz's roar echoed between heaven and earth.

Then it turned into a light rain and disappeared.

"So... that control Smith is Wats?" Maizi was stunned.

"To be precise, it was his consciousness entering. This should be a compromise method for him, but obviously limited by the body, he can only exert the upper limit of the power of this plane." Junlin said, looking at the power type Smith: "So what about you? What about you?"

Smith tilted his head: "I? I am me! Mr. King Landing, I am glad you are getting closer and closer to the truth, but that is destined to be meaningless."

As he said that, he jumped up and punched him again.

The power of this punch is even more powerful than before, and the power of the king level is extreme. Even if Junlin uses the explosion, he can only barely resist it.

In the face of the bombardment, Junlin's body had quickly flew out, rumbled and collapsed on the building opposite, and Smith had already flew to chase him: "You've ended this journey of reincarnation!"

"Maybe." Junlin smiled slightly, and then suddenly said to Maizi: "Do you believe me?"

"What?" Maizi was stunned.

"This is for your own good." Junlin suddenly cut it with a palm, hitting the wheat abdomen.

Maizi, who was already seriously injured, was hit by this blow and shouted: "You..."

"You either forget or remember...but I believe you will remember." Junlin's voice was ruthless.

boom!

Maizi's body was broken, and at the same time, Smith's iron fist had swung, hitting Junlin's head, and the wild attack almost flattened Junlin's head.

The Jedi Guardian appeared under this punch.

Junlin did not resist, but punched him with a backhand and also rushed into Smith's body.

The two of them instantly hugged each other and rolled in the sky.

Just then, Smith suddenly stopped.

He suddenly looked behind him.

A figure appeared on the twenty-fourth floor.

It's Raven!

"No!" Smith shouted and wanted to rush back.

But Junlin hugged him tightly, and Riven's voice came from his ears: "Oh my god."

"What did you see?" King Landing said, pressing against Smith's face.

"Neo! It's Neo!" Riven shouted.

"Howl!" The Jedi protection has passed, and a tide of wild force has risen from Smith's body, and his arms are bulging.

Crack, Junlin's arm was broken.

Then he hit Junlin's head and almost smashed Junlin's head open. But even so, Junlin was still immortal, staring at Smith with his remaining eyes: "Analysis..."

"Die!" Smith's wild fist hit him down and directly smashed Junlin's head into his chest, completely ending his life.

Then he punched back, and the thick fist light was like a giant cannon, running through the entire floor...

Opening his eyes, Junlin saw that he was still standing in the familiar university playground.

But there is no one playing basketball anymore.

The campus is quiet.

Only candidates were talking about it.

What's the situation?

What about those students who play basketball?

What about those young girls walking on the boulevard?

What about those people who walk on the road while reading books?

The terrifying shouts of candidates came to their ears.

"Why is it the eternal plane?"

"Why are there no mission?"

"Ten days? Why is there only ten days of mission period?"

Ten days? Not eleven days?

Junlin was a little confused.

He looked around, everything in front of him was familiar and unfamiliar.

It seems that something has changed, but it has little change.

Just when he was confused, a voice rang in his ear:

"King the Landing! Kinging the Landing!"

If a call from afar comes.

Junlin was shocked.

Then he saw the picture in front of him dark and bright.

When his eyes were brighter again, he saw the teenagers playing basketball appear again, and the boys and girls on the tree-lined avenue also appeared.

Everything is normal.

Everything just now was like an illusion.

"call!"
To be continued...