Second, he is doing it for Lu.
Ordinary office workers, when faced with a man's various actions towards her, even those involving guiding movents, their first reaction is shyness, followed by anger.
These two reactions, not speaking for other places, but during combat, any emotion will bring extra burden, leading to more psychological passivity, affecting one's performance when facing an opponent of similar strength.
That excellent student has a dark psychology; he has always wanted to find a worthy opponent and defeat them. This mindset is normal, a common desire; however, wanting to leave a mark on the defeated as a victor is excessive.
Now, his greatest wish in facing Ba Lvluo is to defeat Ba Lv and draw a pattern on her exquisite face so she will never forget.
On a deeper level, one must say this is the reflection of the excellent student's deviant psychology at work.
Unfortunately, his opponent is Ba Lvluo, from the Black News Organization within the Dark World and a mber of the Jiezi Group. Due to her status, she has always grown up in the Dark World, receiving various training since she could walk.
Therefore, when facing the excellent student's challenge, Ba Lv was utterly indifferent, responding to his attacks in the sa way as from the start, disarming, countering, and occasionally retaliating.
Gradually, Ba Lvluo began to gain control over the situation on the field.
The excellent student felt a rush of urgency, although his attacks remained organized and systematic.
However, Ba Lv noticed that her opponent's breath was no longer steady, especially when he occasionally furrowed his brows, precisely when his associates cheered him on.
Ba Lvluo smiled slightly within, thinking about the impulsive tendencies of youth; why can't so people hold their composure?
Ba Lv increased the pace of her attacks, her twin blades striking out continuously, her silhouette flashing and flickering, her shoulders, hands, arms, and legs beca offensive tools.
Her twin blades firmly suppressed the excellent student's skill; following a series of clinks and clangs, he could barely fend off Ba Lvluo's blade attacks, but in other physical aspects, he was no match for Ba Lv.
In daily life, she isn't soone who kills indiscriminately, only when her rights are violated, or when soone threatens her or her family and friends, then she unleashes a furious counterattack.
Once she starts retaliating, she shows no rcy in her attacks against her enemies, seeking the quickest way to render them powerless.
The best way to incapacitate the enemy is to make them dead.
The team's plan laid out for Xuran, without giving any warning, aid to send her to her death, causing Yanran extre outrage.
Even as a suspect, Yanran believed she didn't deserve to die; besides, regardless of the circumstances, she was at most a suspect at present.
These personnel, disregarding logic, once they found her, they continued attacking her; this unreasonable and unprofessional treatnt made Yanran furious.
As law enforcers, to handle human lives with such responsibility-defying attitudes is truly excessive and despicable.
If she doesn't eliminate these rotten apples, more people will suffer under their persecution in the future.
Facing these personnel, Yanran showed no rcy.
When abruptly surrounded by them, she shattered the window glass in ti, jumping out of the room, evading their shots.
But she didn't land directly on the ground; with the indestructible steel claws in her hands, she firmly grabbed into the hard wall, allowing her to seize the opportunity for a counterattack when everyone thought she'd hit the ground.
Yanran's furious counterattack was swift and brutal.
As she struck, two team mbers were imdiately eliminated by her claws.
The bloody scene caught the personnel off-guard, not expecting the intelligence indicated a girl from the Extraterrestrial Planet, yet her actions were so bloody.
Of course, they would not anticipate that their actions, without a word, aid to kill this girl from another planet.
One personnel quickly avoided Yanran's attack, but his partner clearly wasn't as lucky.
Yanran's attacks targeted their vital areas, so those she attacked were either dead or gravely injured, even if they survived, they would lose their fighting capability for a long ti.
A team mber was guarding Yanran, attending to his injured colleague, not expecting Death God to quietly appear behind him.
As he felt a chill, he saw a cold shadow passing beside him, realizing it was their enemy, he tried to grab his gun, but discovered his hand was no longer under his control.
He lowered his head in shock, trying to understand why his hand wouldn't respond, only to see warm blood flowing over his hand.
He attempted to speak, to shout, but all efforts proved fruitless.
As the blood drained, his strength faded away, followed by his consciousness.
Another enemy had died; Yanran did not count how many she killed but knew there were only four or five enemies left as she continued her attacks.
The remaining enemies distanced themselves from her, taking turns shooting to cover as they retreated to the fourth floor.
Obviously, these surviving team mbers had lost their courage, even carrying advanced weapons, they could not face this girl from another planet.
Despite rely wearing sports gear and wielding blade-like cold weapons in one hand, overcoming a single girl while surrounded by companions, they were utterly defeated.
These team mbers completely lost their fighting spirit; those not collapsing to the ground in fear managed to rember combat teaching thods, retreating while protecting one another fruitfully.
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