Jiaqiu's tight muscles bent slightly, and the ice crystal blade on the soles of his feet suddenly slid on the floor covered with white frost.

This precise and sharp starting posture like a professional short track speed skater gives him a shocking enough speed.

Gacho came quickly with snow and white frost, and the fist covered in solid ice armor roared in a terrifying cold air.

Before the fist approached, the cold wind was already coming to my face.

But in just a moment, Fuge felt that his exposed skin was suddenly covered with a layer of crystal frost that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and even the water vapor exhaled from his mouth and nose instantly froze into powder.

And in the bar window behind him, the neatly discharged wine bottles also frost.

The low-intensity wine instantly freezes into ice, and only spirits such as vodka barely insist on not freezing due to their high alcohol content.

But despite this, as Gachu approached, the high concentration of wine that remained clear also began to gradually form white crystals.

"Just being blown by the cold wind can reduce the temperature to this point."

"The enemy's freezing ability is so terrifying!"

Fuge took a breath.

The cold air entered his mouth, which made his tongue and gums stiffen instantly.

"Damn it, damn it"

Fuge leaped out of the bar with a nervous expression and dodged into the distance:

"Na, Nalanga, please dodge!"

"Absolutely, that guy can't be brought close!"

Just when the cold air is touched, the body will be frozen and frost will be frozen all over. If you are touched by the fist, you will probably be frozen into an ice sculpture in an instant.

Seeing that Nagachu was about to rush towards him like a bull with the bitter cold air, Fuge and Nalanga immediately avoided it like tigers and dodged along the bar side.

"Purple Smoke!"

"Aviation Smith!"

The strength displayed by the enemy did not make Fog and Nalanga forget to fight.

While trying their best to dodge and run to the side, they each drove their substitutes to launch a counterattack against the enemy.

The first round of confrontation often does not have much effect, but this is the most important stage of mutual testing in stand-in matches.

They need to take the initiative to attack to obtain more attacking information from the enemy, and this intelligence will eventually become the key to controlling the situation.

However, the result of this test is somewhat despairing

The man named Gachu seemed to have no weakness at all.

The first move was Aviation Smith.

This exquisite small plane flexibly hovered under the high ceiling, and was not affected by the cold air below for the time being.

It accurately locked the seemingly fragile transparent mask on Gachu's face, quickly adjusted the press head under the fuselage, and aimed the black muzzle at Gachu's pupils hidden behind the transparent mask.

The fire bloomed, and tiny and deadly bullets fell from the sky like rainstorms.

It looks very powerful, but it turns out to be useless.

The bullets bombarded the transparent ice crystal mask, like the Guinness World Record Challenger encountered domestic tempered glass.

There was no crack or bullet mark on the transparent ice crystal, and there was no tremor even trembling.

The bullets that Nalanga had high hopes for were simply bounced out like a rubber ball with no power.

"It's useless, my Aviation Smith is useless at all!"

"That frost armor is so strong that my bullets can't penetrate it."

Nalanga said with such a serious expression.

Fuge fought and retreated, and his face looked extremely ugly.

Because compared to Air Smith, his purple smoke performed even more unbearable in front of the enemy.

As a melee substitute, Zi Yan was frozen by the terrible cold air as soon as she tried to get close. Even Fuge, who was the original body, was trembling all over because of the coldness that came from feedback.

It would be fine if you can't exert your melee ability, but the worst thing is that Zi Yan's virus as a distinguished ability has completely lost its effect.

It just tried to break a virus capsule and tried to release poisonous mist on Jiaqiu's body.

Before the purple smoke could spread in the air, it stirred together with the water vapor in the air and was frozen into a purple ice crystal powder in an instant.

The terrible low temperature caused the virus to hibernate instantly, and the purple ice crystals sealed with the virus fell to the ground one after another under the influence of gravity.

The virus cannot be thawed at all and cannot spread, let alone let a guy wearing a "full-body protective suit" come into contact with infection.

"Totally restrained"

Fuge's voice was extremely solemn.

He and Nalanga had already escaped from the bar in a panic and were chased all the way to the wall near the kitchen.

"Hahaha."

A cruel smile appeared on Gachu's face.

He stared at the ice cubes that had been holding in Fuge and Nalanga's arms, and there was a little more uncontrollable irritability in his eyes:

"Don't you let go of the ice? Idiot!"

"With me here, the only place you can bring ice cubes is heaven."

Gachu's words were faintly mocking.

But Fuge and Nalanga didn't even have the desire to talk back.

Because the enemy has not been hurt until now, their bodies have been frozen in the short pursuit, and even gradually showed signs of losing consciousness.

"Damn it, freeze all the warm and cold air and indestructible armor"

"That guy named Gachu is simply invincible!"

Although a little discouraged, Fuge could not help but speak the unpleasant truth.

"Invincible"

Nalan Gana narcissically repeated this helpless word.

He subconsciously wanted to make a meditative expression, but the muscles on his face were already frostless with a layer of ice.

This was originally the sweat he had run out of anxiously all the way, but now it was frozen by the cold air and turned into a frost demon that would deprive him of a lot of heat.

"Invincible"

Nalanga's body gradually stiffened in the terrifying low temperature.

But his brain was running rapidly in this desperate situation:

"The substitute may be invincible, but people will definitely not."

"People need to breathe to maintain their lives, and Gachu's breathing looks very smooth."

"Since that's the case, the enemy's ice crystal armor that cannot even be penetrated by bullets cannot be completely closed."

"The fully enclosed armor does not store much oxygen at all. There must be a hidden breathing hole on the armor, which allows him to breathe fresh air from the outside at any time!"

The light of light flashed in Nalanga's mind, and soon a faint glimmer of hope was captured in the desperate white frost:

"That breather is the enemy's weakness!"

"As long as I can shoot the bullet through the breathable hole, I can hit his body in a real way!"

Gachu was approaching quickly.

Frost spreads over the sky.

Nalanga concentrated on manipulating the stand-in, but this time it was not for the purpose of attack.

He instantly activated the carbon dioxide radar of Aviation Smith, allowing the concentration of carbon dioxide distribution in the surrounding air to appear on the virtual screen in front of him.

Soon, there was no effort

"Finally found!"

"The carbon dioxide concentration at the back of the enemy's armor is obviously higher than that in other places."

"That unprotected breathable hole, the only weakness, is on the back of the other party's neck!"

Thinking of this, Nalanga's heart couldn't help but beating in tension and excitement:

"Aviation Smith"

"Attack on the back of his neck!"

Aviation Smith, who always hovered in the air, quickly changed her flight posture like a flexible swallow.

It quickly drew several beautiful arcs in the cold air, and soon surrounded Gachu's back with the slight roar of the propeller.

"Open fire!"

The cannon aimed at the back of Gachu's neck, and the flames roared in the smoke.
To be continued...