Lan Jue's face was expressionless as he lifted his hand. Clang! His palm blocked the spikes, and he caught one of them in his palm.
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Number seventeen hundred and twenty-four's imposing figure came to a screeching halt. He seemed to freeze in midair.
Before he could react, a terrifying burst of electricity coursed through his body. His entire body was a bluish purple.
He had been scheming against Lan Jue, but how could Lan Jue not scheme against him?
If he hadn't been hit by the laser, would he have risked getting close?
She had many ways to deal with him, but this was only the first round. Lan Jue didn't want to reveal too much.
Layers of light continuously surged out from Number 1724's body, especially the metallic half of his body.
However, all of this was constantly being destroyed by the lightning, and his own energy was also becoming weaker and weaker.
Lan Jue flung him away with a flick of her wrist. Number seventeen hundred and twenty-four slammed into the ground. Most of the metallic half of his body had been deformed by the lightning, and when he hit the ground he was still twitching and twitching.
Lan Jue brushed at his right chest. There wasn't even a scratch.
Who said that there was only one layer of the lightning net protecting them?
"Number three hundred and fifteen wins." The electronic voice announced. The shield rose, and Lan Jue left the arena.
On the VIP platform, Jun 'er was clapping her hands in glee. "Daddy won! Daddy won!
My daddy's pretty strong! "Her words were directed at the Terminator.
The Terminator looked at her helplessly. "Big Uncle doesn't know who your daddy is.
Why don't you tell me? "
He was a Paragon, but there were a hundred fights going on at the same time. It wasn't like he was watching with his eyes.
There was no such thing as eye contact.
So …
Even the Terminator, with all his powers, didn't know who Xin Tou's daddy was.
Jun 'er giggled. "I can't tell you.
Big Uncle, it's not right for you to lead your animal friend to say something he shouldn't say! "
"Ugh …" The Terminator didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "You're such a cunning little man."
Jun 'er said, "Uncle Big Guy, I'm going to take off my helmet.
Mom won't let me wear it for too long. I'll come back tomorrow. Don't forget my present. "
The Terminator chuckled. "I can't, I can't."
Jun 'er said, "Then I'm leaving.
Uncle Gourmet, where's my mom? "
The Pharmacist in the back rose to her feet and walked to the front.
"Mom, you're great!" Jun'er quickly ran over and threw herself into her mother's arms.
The Pharmacist picked up Jun 'er and bowed to the Terminator. "Your Majesty, we've troubled you."
The Terminator smiled.
"It's no trouble at all. This child is really cute.
I hit it off with her.
Her eyes are congenital, right? "
The Pharmacist's face darkened, but she nodded.
The Terminator went on. "Her condition can be solved with current medical methods, but it's very dangerous. I suggest you find a Discipline that specializes in bioelectricity. Help her stimulate the atrophied nerves in her eyes. Perhaps that will lead to a better outcome.
If the nerves can recover to a certain degree, then we can consider a minimally invasive surgery.
You can bring her to the Northern Alliance to complete the operation. "
The Pharmacist's face lit up with delight. Wasn't Lan Jue already using bioelectricity to stimulate her daughter's nerves?
If the Terminator said it would work, then they really had found the right path.
Although the Terminator didn't promise anything, he did say that if Jun 'er came to the Northern Alliance, she would receive the best medical care possible.
The Terminator's position in the Northern Alliance was higher than that of the Pontiff or Satan in the Western Alliance.
His Majesty, ranked fourth among the Paragons, had been a soldier himself, a marshal. Almost all of the current top brass in the Northern Alliance were his men.
Add to that his terrifying strength, and his high position in the Northern Alliance. Even the Chancellor had to greet him with the courtesy of a junior.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." The Pharmacist bowed again, this time with more sincerity.
"Goodbye, big uncle." Jun 'er waved to the Terminator.
The Pharmacist hugged her daughter and left.
The Terminator watched them leave, then turned his attention back to the tournament.
"Gourmet, your Skyfire Avenue is full of geniuses. Even I can't see through this Pharmacist. She must be practicing some sort of special discipline.
Her future is limitless, but there's a knot in her heart that's keeping her from breaking through. "
The Gourmet nodded. "That must be it. With her strength, she could have become a member of the Skyfire Avenue Council. But she refused. She just runs the Hall of Supreme Harmony.
She wouldn't have come if she hadn't been persuaded by a member of the committee who was on good terms with her. "
"I heard the Pontiff and Satan parted ways on Skyfire Avenue," the Terminator said. "If I have the chance, I'd like to go see.
Perhaps I'll be able to see an old friend one last time. "The old friend he was referring to was, of course, the Clairvoyant.
The Gourmet inclined his head. "Skyfire Avenue welcomes you at any time."
The Terminator's voice was indifferent. "Some of the Northern Alliance's lucky fellows are starting to get a little out of hand. I'll intervene.
Please pass on my message that the Major League has no intention of making Skyfire Avenue their enemy.
It won't be long before we face a common enemy. "
The Gourmet's voice was low. "I'd like to talk to you about this as well.
According to the prediction of the clairvoyant, this time, the human race would probably face an unprecedented catastrophe.
Only if we all stand together will we have a chance.
When the Pontiff and Satan came to Skyfire Avenue, it wasn't because we scared them off. It was because of the Clairvoyant that they changed their minds.
The Clairvoyant's death is expected to take place in a month or so. If Your Majesty has the time, you're welcome to come see him off. "
The Terminator's eyes flickered, and a faint red light flickered in them. "Is it really that serious?" As a Paragon himself, he knew how accurate the Clairvoyant's predictions were.
Besides, the Clairvoyant was different from most other Adepts.
Generally speaking, the weaker an Adept was, the weaker they were.
The Clairvoyant, however, was the opposite. The closer he was to death, the more accurate his predictions became.
The Gourmet nodded. "That's why we need to prepare."
"Mm." The Terminator nodded thoughtfully.
The tournament continued. Because of the large number of participants, only the first round was allowed.
Lan Jue left after her match.
He'd promised to wait for Jun 'er.
This was also the reason why Jun'er had wanted to leave after seeing his match.
In the bathroom, she removed her mask and put on a jacket. Lan Jue was back to her normal self. She left the Major League Arena and waited patiently at the place they'd agreed to meet.
It wasn't long. "Dad." Jun 'er's sweet voice called out to him.
Lan Jue turned in the direction of the voice, and smiled.
The Pharmacist led Jun 'er in his direction. She'd already removed her helmet, and he watched as Jun' er approached.
She'd only known he was here because of the Pharmacist's warning.
"Jun 'er." Lan Jue hurried to greet her.
She took Jun 'er from the Pharmacist's hands.
"Dad, you're so strong. You beat that bad guy with one hand.
He's such a bad guy. Jun 'er was so scared he'd hurt you. "
Lan Jue smiled and shook her head. "He won't. Dad's really strong.
How could he beat dad?
But mom's even stronger. You beat him in one move, right? "
Jun 'er giggled. "Mom and dad are both strong."
Lan Jue looked at the Pharmacist, who smiled back. She'd brought Jun 'er with her every day. She'd felt the changes in her daughter, and her mood had improved.
This was something that hadn't happened for many years.
Lan Jue: "Congratulations on reaching the second round."
"You know I don't care," the Pharmacist said.
"I just wanted to make Jun 'er happy."
Lan Jue: "I thought I saw the Terminator beat up Jun 'er?"
The Pharmacist chuckled. "I don't know what's going on either, but it's like Jun 'er and he hit it off. She calls him' Uncle Big Guy '. The Gourmet and the other Adepts looked at her strangely."
Lan Jue's expression grew strange. The Terminator was so powerful, and yet Jun 'er seemed to get along well with him. What a surprise.
"That's a good thing," Lan Jue said.
The Pharmacist nodded. "The Terminator also said that in Jun 'er's case, bioelectricity might have some effect. Thank you."
Lan Jue shot her a look.
"Mom, dad, let's go home." Jun 'er leaned on Lan Jue's shoulder. She seemed to be feeling better.
She'd rarely left the Hall of Supreme Harmony before. Because of her eyes, she didn't move much.
She was feeling much better this time, but it wasn't easy to get back together.
The Dawn Angel had been cultivating in the hotel the entire time, never leaving.
Lan Jue had arranged for Zhou Qianlin to watch the Major League matches.
Of course she wouldn't be participating, she wasn't a fighter.
When they reached the hotel, Lan Jue handed Jun 'er over to the Pharmacist.
"Dad, why aren't you coming back to the room with us?
Is there something else? "Jun 'er asked suddenly.
Lan Jue paused, then smiled. "Alright, I'll go with you. Nothing is more important than my baby." He was becoming more and more immersed in his role as a father.
Looking at Jun 'er, he sometimes thought that if Hera were still here, his child would be all grown up by now.
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