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Although the expressive ability of language is not good, and the words spoken often cannot express one-tenth of the true meaning in the heart, Wei Mei's mind and intuition are astonishingly sharp.
When she learned that her companion who died last night died of blunt force injuries, Wei Mei already felt strange. With Bode Fossa's caution and Taras' keen alertness, how could they let an enemy armed with heavy weapons approach him during a reconnaissance mission and be killed without the slightest resistance.
It is obvious that the person who killed the two companions is someone who is hiding in the dark, pressing the air with his mind, and attacking with simulated weapons.
¡¾After the mental shock, instead of using the usual strangulation or mind locks used by those with telekinesis abilities, is it to use such troublesome methods to confuse our judgment and cover up the nature of our abilities? ¡¿
"Come out!" Wei Mei sneered, shaking her arms
Tit for tat, using magic to defeat magic, the wind pressure aroused by Wei Mei's arms not only made the enemy's next attack invisible, but also knocked away the alloy metal door on the opposite side.
??The metal door that flew off due to the violent impact flew less than a foot away from the frame and then stopped moving forward, hanging in the air. After that, the already severely distorted metal door slowly flattened and moved to the left
Floating like a ghost in front of the dark load-bearing steel cables of the elevator, a thin figure wrapped in a one-piece black robe appeared in front of the two people on the rooftop.
Under the semi-claustrophobic space and the thick shadow cast by the robe and hood, the man's face was blurry, but under the shadow, the dark golden pupils looked particularly clear against the light red irises.
"It's a person with abilities above level B of the spiritual system! Please pay attention to the movement of the surrounding airflow, and don't look directly into the opponent's eyes!" The enemy who had been hiding in the dark finally appeared, but Wei Mei's figure did not advance but retreated. The girl behind him was firmly protected within a three-foot warning range.
Although restricted grading is the only recognized ability grading standard on the planet Akapov, there are many other standards for different ability systems that make necessary supplements to it.
Among those with mental telekinesis abilities, those who can use their original external mental power to return from the outside to the inside, return to their true nature, and use their thoughts to gain the ability to float in the air in a short period of time. Their ability rating will never be less than Class b.
What's more, the person in front of me can use his mental waves to turn instant attacks such as telekinesis bombs among those with mental abilities into more invisible and inert attacks. Not only is this person extremely capable, his control over his abilities is also Reached the state of perfection.
When it comes to physical attacks, telekinesis is not superior in terms of attack speed or power. However, the force field of those with high-level mental abilities starts from the inside and outside, small and large from the heart. Before the actual attack is launched, it is difficult to sense the presence of a capable person's force field. Combined with mental attacks, it is a type of ability user with extremely high concealment and danger index.
"B-level?" A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, the man murmured. As if sensing the dissatisfaction of being looked down upon, the pure black robe on his body began to ripple from his feet. The metal door hovering beside him slowly curled into a tube shape, like a huge arrow shooting towards Wei Mei. .
"Grade A!" With an expressionless face, he waved his backhand, and the iron cylinder that shot straight towards his chest flew past him and fell into the darkness behind Wei Mei. A moment later, a loud noise was heard in the quiet night.
"Not bad." The pupils shrank slightly, and the man's figure dropped and slid forward half a foot.
Although he seemed calm on the outside, the man was secretly surprised when he saw Wei Mei's smooth and free movements. Shicai's attack was not as simple as it seemed. While moving the metal door to collide, he also placed a mind-binding lock on the opponent's body to restrict the opponent's movements. However, the force that can easily twist standard load-bearing alloy steel cannot affect the body in front of him.
"You are the only person I have met in the past five years who can withstand two rounds of my attacks without falling. Here, I pay you the highest respect. My name is Carlo Marador." Keep your feet on the ground and bow your head. , staring at the smooth ground three inches in front of his feet, Marador said lightly.
Although the opponent's strength is beyond his expectation, he is more confident in his own strength.
He is the strongest person among the spiritual ability users of the light and dark factions of the Reese sect.
In his early years, Marador devoted himself to practicing martial arts but with poor results. While his potential as a telekinesis person was increasingly displayed, he made no progress in martial arts. In battles with opponents he considered to be equally matched, he almost never had the upper hand on a physical level. This is undoubtedly a deep shame for Maradore, who had a strong self-esteem in his youth.
Therefore, after entering middle age, Marador, who finally achieved great success as a spiritual ability user, relied on the secret method of Reese to become one of the rare A-level ability users in the world.?? Completely gave up the idea of ??competing with opponents in martial arts.
Under the overwhelming strength difference of A-level ability users, previous opponents, no matter how strong they trained their bodies or how watertight their defenses were, were defeated before they even touched their own bodies. The physical wounds left on the victims are partly to confuse others as to the cause of death, but more importantly they are a memorial to the old days.
Although he will always remain at the second-rate level in terms of actual martial arts, Maradore's knowledge is extraordinary. The short man standing in front of him tonight, but with explosive power in his body, was undoubtedly the strongest opponent he had not encountered in many years.
His characteristics as a first-class warrior were clearly revealed from the moment he took action. Now, all Maradore has to do is break through his opponent's defense and find out his mental flaw.
He listens to the other person¡¯s heartbeat
The heartbeat was pounding fiercely, but there was no trace of panic.
He observed the other person¡¯s breathing
Breathing is long and continuous, as if you can swallow up all the air in the space in front of you with each exhale and inhale.
He finally raised his head and looked into the other person's eyes
Prepare to use your mental strength to exert mental pressure directly through your eyes, and actively create instability and weakness in the opponent's heart.
His sight shifted involuntarily!
Behind Wei Mei
A pair of emerald eyes attracted his attention¡ª¡ª
The sword light crisscrossed and disappeared in a flash.
After a flash of glory, the black-haired boy stood motionless, with two long swords in his hands.
As for the two people who made fatal attacks, the person who struck down from the air maintained a half-kneeling position for a moment after landing, and slowly fell forward; the person who jumped to take action suddenly lost his balance after jumping to a certain point in the air. Like a bird whose wings were cut off in the air, it fell sideways in front of the piano, with a line of blood spilling in mid-air.
"The length, weight, and balance are impeccable. It can be called a murderous blade. Unfortunately because it pays too much attention to the hardness, it appears to be too rigid." The two swords in his hands clashed, making a clanging sound, and he lowered his head. Looking at the two swords in his hands, Ouyang Yang murmured, "Swords are used to kill people. This kind of weapon that can kill the owner at any time is not suitable for me."
"I believe it's not suitable for you, right?" He slowly raised his head and threw the swords back to their owner. Looking into the eyes of the man sitting firmly behind the piano, the black-haired boy asked with a smile.
"It was the people who lost their lives, not the weapons in their hands. It turns out you were always on guard." His slender fingers slid over the keys without making any sound. After another moment, he sighed softly and said, Tow Roost said with a smile. Two of his closest men were defeated in an instant, without any impact on him. His eyes passed over the men lying in front of him, as if looking at a pebble on the side of the road.
"This is natural. From the beginning to the end, the fact that you are my enemy has not changed. Even a fledgling novice should not make changes based on a few nostalgic words. What's more, although your demeanor is kind, your words It's also touching, but your eyes have never really smiled. Even if the expression on your face can confuse people, a person's eyes rarely lie." Ouyang Yang said lightly.
"In the Shadow Series, Brother Nobu is already considered a first-class master, but he is so vulnerable in front of you. It seems that your father has trained you very well." He lowered his eyes and stared at his subordinates who had lost all signs of life. 's neck. A wound about three centimeters long was located on it. The incision was narrow and diagonally upward, accurately severing the left common carotid artery. Dark red blood gathered under the body and flowed to Pato's feet at a slow and continuous speed. .
"Thank you for your compliment. However, as you just said, it was themselves who made them lose their lives. Through the cut steel plates on the ground, I can roughly deduce the weapons they used and the angle of attack. They also I believed too much in the power of their combined attack, and actually used the same move as before."
"Such a mistake, when you are unlucky, only needs to be made once." Without the nervousness and excitement of the murderers that Pato is used to seeing, the young man stated this fact in a calm tone.
"It is certainly one of the reasons for failure that the move was seen through in advance and the opportunity was lost when making the move. But" After a longer silence than before, Pato slowly raised his head and stared into the eyes of the black-haired boy. A real smile for once.
That is the joy of seeing victory.
¡°?Is it just because their martial arts skills are inferior to others? I read¡¡"
"The quarter-second pause is the key." Pato said.
"Oh? Pause? What pause?" Without moving his expression, the black-haired boy asked almost immediately.
"A quarter of a second before you took the sword, Brother Nobu's movements paused abnormally. Although most people would regard it as a nervous reaction after you saw through the secret sign, I don't think so. Although The time was extremely short, but at that moment, what appeared to the two of them should be absolute physical stillness. Judging from the speed of swinging the sword, you are on par with the Norbu brothers, or even faster than them, but you You have to devote half of your attention to guarding against me. Even if you can see through the swordsmanship of the two of them, it is not that easy to defeat one against two with just one blow using martial arts alone."
"However, a long battle is not good for you, so you used your ability. In less than a quarter of a second, you first stopped the two of them, causing fatal flaws in their defense, and then The strength of the two of them shifted, keeping their original directions unchanged.
"You hide your abilities very well. However, I love art and have a pair of eyes that pursue reality."
"Are you that accurate?" After listening to Pato's long speech, Ouyang Yang asked with a slight frown and a little trouble.
"It's so accurate." Although he didn't know why, the young man could feel that Pato's tone was full of confidence.
¡¾Because Brother Nobu shed blood! ¡¿
As his personal guard, Pato has seen the Nobu brothers shoot more than a hundred times, and he knows the characteristics of the weapons in their hands clearly. Under deliberate stimulation, the high temperature generated by the blade of the Nobu brothers when they swung their swords was enough to seal the blood vessels in the wound, and there would have been no splashing of blood. The current situation of massive bleeding can only explain one thing. The energy originally attached to the blade was eliminated in an instant. Later, when the weapon came into Ouyang Yang's hands, although the young man swung the sword equally fast and was deadly with one strike, he did not master the special technique of the Nobu brothers that could quickly heat up the blade, so he saw through it.
However, Pato would not explain all this to the boy.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? When each other is not very clear about each other's abilities, the competition between ability users is sometimes like a dangerous poker game.
From the beginning, the two people, who had put on smiling masks, carefully concealed their sincerity and bet each other's chips in order to see through each other's bottom line first.
¡¾I thought I could hide it for a while, but I didn't expect it to be seen through so quickly. For this solo action, I really don¡¯t have enough chips. ] Calculated from the gambling cost, the other party is obviously richer than himself. The young man has known this since the beginning.
"Since you are so confident, I can't deny it categorically. However, Mr. Pato, are you really the leader of the Ruisi sect's shadow line?" Ouyang Yang asked.
"Oh? At this time, do you still doubt my identity?" With deliberately exaggerated surprise, Pato smiled, "Of course, if you think I am just an artist, I will happily admit it. ¡¡±
¡°Rather than saying that you are an artist, it is better to say that you are a superb actor.¡±
"actor?"
"Music, art, beasts, dark swordsmenaren't these all just to see through my abilities? You are not an artist, but an actor." The young man said with an unusually sure tone.
"Life is like a play! Maybe you and I are both actors." Pato admitted, "Besides, the best actors are also great artists."
"I came to Imara this time mainly for you. I am very interested in the fact that a boy under sixteen years old can completely paralyze the strongest branch of our shadow system in less than a year. No. I thought he was the son of an old friend."
"Perhaps there is some truth in what you said." The young man nodded, "Although I know nothing about your abilities, after listening to what you just said, I learned a more important piece of information."
"That's it" He lowered his head and stared at the elongated shadow of the sword stuck diagonally on the moisture-proof floor. The black-haired boy smiled raised his head and stared into Pato's eyes "Mr. Pato you ¡¡±
The sword light flashed sharply!
The long sword that had left his hand teleported into the young man's hand.
¡°¡He is a great actor!¡±
Unlike his gentle and harmless appearance, the black-haired boy's sword was fast, accurate and had a tricky angle. Not only is he comparable to top players in terms of speed and skills, but he is also extremely precise in timing.
The angle of the sword blade directly refracted the strong light from the overhead spotlight to Pato.Lost¡¯s eyes. In front of Pato is a 500kg hand-made medieval piano, and under him is a retro-style walnut chair from the same period.
Ouyang Yang slashed out with his sword and blocked all of Pato's escape routes.
¡¾If you are just a fool who is narcissistic and boastful, please die on the stage! ¡¿
No matter how powerful a user is, if they don¡¯t have the opportunity to display their abilities, it¡¯s all in vain!
But as the level of ability increases, many high-level ability users¡¯ awareness of this point decreases due to strict protection or the lack of real opponents that threaten their safety.
Under the rules, the winner depends on each other's ability. This seems to have become a fixed formula in the duel between many ability users.
But among Ouyang Yang¡¯s many excellent qualities, he never possessed this kind of gentlemanly demeanor that resembled a duel between knights in the Middle Ages.
¡¾Everything is right or wrong based on the results! ¡¿
¡¾Failed justice means there is no justice! ¡¿
As he gained more experience, in the last year since the black-haired boy stepped out of the Wisdom Forest, more than 60% of the ability users he faced had been knocked down before they could display their proud power.
Since I tend to be at a disadvantage in ability testing. Then, looking for favorable opportunities and blocking the opponent's opportunity to display their abilities has become the best choice at the moment.
The speed of the young man's sword was increased by 30% compared to when he killed the two Norbu brothers. In an instant, he had cut into the one-meter warning circle of the person in front of him who claimed to be an old friend of his parents.
Without the expansion of the field, even for super-limited ability users, it is extremely dangerous for someone to invade this distance.
Given enough speed, the sword blade can easily leave a mirror-like smooth cut on the alloy safety door with a thickness of more than ten centimeters. When it sweeps across the neck of the man in front of me, the resistance it receives will probably not be much greater than the air.
Facing the unexpected fatal blow, Topa Lust¡¯s sitting posture did not change at all. But the boy didn't judge it as a lack of reaction.
Since the moment he drew his sword, the young man's eyes have not left Pato's eyes.
"As he said before, a good liar can control the secretion of facial muscles, sweat glands, and tear glands, and use them as weapons to deceive others. But apart from the flashy changes on the surface, the light of the soul reflected from the bottom of the eyes is rarely false.
Although Topa Lawrence's pupils that were reflected by the strong light quickly shrank reflexively, the needle-like reflected light was extremely familiar.
That¡¯s the look in the hunter¡¯s eyes at that moment when he sees his prey finally stepping into his carefully laid trap!
A metal net made of two hundred and thirty strings!
At the same time, the boy's hand had touched the skin of Pato's carotid artery, and the strongest sword blade, which was almost as hard as a diamond, was cut off inch by inch in an instant.
Without the power of counter-shock, the feeling coming from the young man¡¯s wrist is endless emptiness!
The light reflected from the shattered and floating sword blade was also incredibly distorted.
¡¾Dimension twist! ? ¡¿
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