Thousands Of Hearts

In the star system number 37720, which is about 20 light-years away from Gersh Star.

The huge burning star releases a lot of light and heat, illuminating the surrounding large cosmic space.

In the broad space, hundreds of small aircraft are flying at full speed, moving from one space station to another galloping.

All aircrafts have tail sections with long blue tail flames, like racing cars on the runway.

Looking from a distance, it looks like a school of fish clinging to each other.

'Look! The Sanbert on the 19th has once again surpassed the new aircraft! '

'This is his fifth overtaking! Compared with the ancient racing system, he is now more like the Knight of Ancient Times horse racing! ! '

'Kenny player No. 5 also caught up. As the former champion, Kenny Bundy's performance was still stable in yesterday's qualifying, winning with a time of one minute and thirty seconds. A well-deserved first place! '

'Yes, it just so happens that today's stellar wind is quite suitable, whether it is radiation intensity or light fluctuations, it is quite suitable for Mr. Kenny to exert his full strength. '

'Oh! ! Sambert competitor overtakes again! ! Overtake again! ! His aircraft is already in second place! It's about to surpass the first!

Can he become today's new champion? ! Will you become the new recorder today? ! '

The commentary is like a roaring voice on the radio.

Sanbert wore a helmet with sharp eyes and calmly stared at the holographic flight window in front of him.

The countless starlights outside the window remain the same forever, and only the other aircraft next to them can make people feel the speed changes.

Only in this way can he know that he is flying at high speed.

"Playing in this kind of place is still not comfortable on the ground, and there is no excitement at all. No matter how fast it is, you can't feel the contrast."

Sanbert sighed in his heart.

He tried to speed up, but when he crossed the meteor ring in one place, he still failed to catch up with first.

In the end, he lost the game within three seconds and only got runner-up and second place.

'Listen to the cheers! Although Sambert did not succeed in overtaking, his last stunning chase and various Peak skills were enough to make him one of the strongest pilots of the planet! ! '

The enthusiastic voice of the host and the enthusiastic shouts of the audience are continuously transmitted from the radio.

Sanbert has long been used to it.

He sat in the aircraft and flew slowly to the rest of the game.

"Sanbert." Suddenly a close-up voice rang in his ears.

The voice was like talking close to his ear, very close and very clear.

The voice is a middle-aged male, calm and solemn.

Sanbert stayed still and sat quietly in the seat. He even leaned back to adjust to a more comfortable posture.

"Something?"

The voice paused.

"Xiao Yu is dead. Your brother is dead."

"..." The smile on Sanbert's face slowly disappeared, he Knowing that this voice won't lie to him, won't make such meaningless jokes with him.

The other party seems to be waiting for him to digest the news.

And Sanbert did indeed have his thoughts rolling in his mind, and countless thoughts flashed for a while, and in the end, he just asked in a low voice.

"How did you die?"

"Die in the Blue Sun near you, in a place called Galsh Star.

The cause of death is unknown, I I just found out that his spare body is completely unaware."

For the completely transformed people of the all-spirit category, each of them will prepare a spare body for themselves to upload consciousness to escape at any time.

But this spare body cannot be prepared casually.

It requires a lot of precious resources, as well as a trace of remnants of consciousness to transform people.

Awareness is this thing, illusory, but all souls have already been able to quantify it, digitize it, and use it as a parameter for quantitative research.

The remaining trace of consciousness can play a role in hyperspace remote sensing similar to quantum entanglement.

No matter how far away, as long as the subject dies, the remaining consciousness will collapse on its own.

"Can't you even upload consciousness?" Sanbert sighed.

"I'm afraid I encountered a blockade environment. This is the best method of the Star Council." The voice was speculated. "What are you going to do?"

"What do you mean by family?" Sanbert calmly said.

"The Elders hope you will come forward to find out the murderer and put an end to this matter. But it is not necessary. You have to do what you can.

Xiao Lang is dead, and the dead genius is not worth it. We pay more. Although he used to be the family number one genius."

Sanbert didn't answer, although he didn't like the arrogant fellow Xiao Yu very much.

But in any case, he is his brother.

The two have the same father and mother, completely different from other brothers.

So he must take care of this matter.

"Gelsh Star, I will go there later." Sambert calmly said.

"Be careful, even Xia Saen, who was patrolling the fleet, has also disappeared, and probably died. Xiao Lang is dead, and the family can’t lose you anymore.

On the planet, our losses have been large enough."

"En. I know." Sanbert replied, turning off hyperspace communications.

Although his Innate Skill is not as good as that of his younger brother, he has stepped into the Level 8 fluid years ago due to his older age. Although it is not comparable to the old expert at the level of Xia Saen, it is also above the level.

There are a total of three Level 8 reformers in the Haisha family, and he is one of them.

I originally thought that the fourth place would be ushered in soon, and that was Xiao Rong.

Unfortunately...

ka-cha.

Sanbert slowly opened the aircraft door.

At this time, the aircraft has docked on the bridge of the space station at the rest point.

He turned over from the cockpit, stretched his waist, and was about to move towards the space station.

The surrounding area is full of other aircraft that have parked in the competition. The hatches are opened one by one, and the competitors walk out one by one.

His.

On one of the silver white aircraft, walked down a man with short golden hair and a big back.

The man's face is rebellious, his nose is high, his eyes are red and blue, which is quite eye-catching.

"Hey, Sanbert? Can you sign me? I like your live broadcast the most!"

The man moved towards Sanbert. near.

"Sorry, I don't sign." Sanbert politely refused.

As a well-known aircraft competition player, many strangers often ask him for autographs.

But he generally refuses.

"It's better to sign one, otherwise there will be no chance in the future." The man grinned and said.

Sanbert figure stopped, suddenly feeling a huge fatal threat rise in the mind.

He suddenly leaned back.

Hey! !

A green laser beam pierced past his previous location.

The beam hit the outer wall of the space station and burned a hole of unknown depth.

"Oh, the response is quick. It is indeed one of the three pillars of the Haisha family."

The blond man with different eyes said with a smile.

"But it's a pity that after today, my favorite pilot will be missing again. Obviously you have only re-emerged, and you are almost able to win the championship."

"The Charles family.....!!?" Sanbert's expression was gloomy, and he recognized the root of the blow just now, and the one after another silver pattern automatically appeared on his body.

His original anthropomorphic skin quickly transformed into a slightly black hard metal.

"Do you want to start a full-scale war with my Haisha family!?" Sanbert shouted sharply.

"Stop calling, the public channel is not loud enough for people to hear. The surrounding area has been blocked by us a long time ago." The heterochromatic man said with a smile.

He and three other translucent human figures quietly surrounded Sambert.

"Moreover, I don't want to, but war has already started." Before the heterochromatic man's voice fell, he rushed towards Sanbert.

zheng!!

The two arms collided, sending out gray shock waves.

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Gelsh Star.

In the Lanyang system twenty light years away.

Wang Yiyang sits in a sit-in seat.

The inner Qi overflows all over and turns into transparent dragons, constantly flying around.

He stretched out his hand gently, his palm spread out.

A wandering dragon flew gently to his palm, the dragon's whiskers floated, and the dragon's head raised and looked at him.

"The inner Qi Third Layer of the Thousand Transformation Heart Sutra, one night Great Accomplishment."

"Presumably the world's countless Martial Dao cultivators know it, it will feel unfair."

Wang Yiyang sighed, and gently raised his hand to let the dragon fly away, transform into invisible again, and return to his body.

Perfection Realm's Heart Sutra of Thousand Changes is the result of hundreds of years of painstaking practice by Qian Changzi, and it has become his cultivation base overnight.

This huge inner Qi, even his unsullied body today, takes more than 20 years to cultivate.

But now I have it instantly and become my own.

Wang Yiyang let go of Perception and saw a mosquito that had just entered the room. When he approached him for five meters, his movements slowed rapidly.

This mosquito lose one's head out of fear and wants to escape, but the speed of escape is still slowed by more than half.

"Third Layer's Heart Sutra of Thousand Changes, the transformed heart network qi, is enough to decelerate by 60%, which is 60% of the speed."

Wang Yiyang is satisfied. .

This kind of inner Qi radiation force field does not need to be consumed at all, and it will work naturally.

But if it is not necessary, this Ability still has to be blocked.

Otherwise, if your family is close to you, your speed will be reduced by 60% immediately. Then the scene...

Wang Yiyang adjusts his mind and actively converges in the reverse direction, reducing the radiation power The field uses restraining aura to forcibly contract.

Although it is more laborious, it is always impossible to open up and affect the people around you.

"For the time being, I don’t feel the changes and formidable power after the surge of the heart network. I have to find a suitable opponent to try.

These things will be discussed later, and now we still have to first Look at the new identity."

Wang Yiyang refocused his attention on the data bar.

The speed of scrolling the data bar is faster than before.

I waited for more than an hour.

Wang Yiyang only noticed that the speed of data flushing started to slow down.

I waited for more than ten minutes.

Finally, the data bar slowly stopped.

A line of readable characters is revealed.

'Time and space are being filled...'

'Xiang mathematics is being constructed...'

'Dark Iron Rank is starting to synthesize... ..please wait. '

A short data flashing started again.

Wang Yiyang stared at the data column. The identity synthesis process at this time seems to be different from the other times.

After a while, the data column paused again, and the new information was finally revealed.

'From your hometown, you came to the border town of Aldor to garrison and became a glorious imperial long sword. '

'You have practiced the pighead race Battle Qi as hard as you can, but unfortunately you haven't made any progress for more than ten years.

So, you gave up, married a Baihua pig wife, gave birth to 23 pig head babies, and lived a happy life at the age of seventy-three. '

"..."

"It's over??!"

Wang Yiyang is a little confused.

It's been so long since he got the identity system, and it was the first time he encountered such a water identity.

Give him back at the age of seventy-three! ?

Twenty-three baby pig heads! ?

The identity of feeling is a pig head?

Wang Yiyang's heart is very painful.

"Finally, I understand that Dark Iron Rank is indeed a randomly generated extraordinary identity. The imperial long sword soldier of cultivation Battle Qi is indeed a bit extraordinary....."

"It's just that compared with the previous one, is it too bad?"

Look at the previous identities, which one is not a great character, even the worst, is an art master.

Which is like now...the pig heads are here?

The martial arts come for fantasy?

Wang Yiyang immediately felt that a large amount of real memory crazily flooded his mind.