A few months ago, the connection between the food world and the human world was the road to hell.
"Yan Hui!" Sani shouted softly, and his hair suddenly condensed into a chopping wave, whizzing away.
This Hercules Shenlong seemed not to care about him at all. The huge beetle horns on its head blocked the many powerful threads.
It seemed so relaxed.
"Wha, what?!"
Just when Sani was stunned, the Herculean Dragon tore the thread with its horn, pulled the guy directly to the other end, and then fell heavily to the ground.
Then, the behemoth opened its bloody mouth and pounced directly on it.
It moved much faster than Sani imagined. Sani barely had time to react and was about to swallow it.
Although the capture level of Hercules is unknown, it is estimated to be at least level 100!
At this critical moment, a red light suddenly appeared.
Sani didn't even see clearly Yu Weimen's action of drawing the sword. The red sword energy condensed into a line, and in just an instant, the Herculean Dragon was split into two.
However, when I looked at Yuemon again, I didn't know when he was sitting on the ground again.
The movements were extremely coherent and done in one go, as if they had been practiced hundreds of millions of times, but the blow just now seemed like nothing happened.
Seeing the Hercules dragon that had been cut into two pieces, Sani's eyes widened after being rescued, and he couldn't say a word for a long time——
Back to the present.
Lei Yin's blow just now reminded Sani of the Yuemon he met a few months ago.
Unfathomable.
Another torrent descended from the Death Falls. The torrent was not only mixed with mud, rocks, branches, sand, but also the corpses of huge beasts, but compared to the previous wave, this time it seemed smaller.
Upon seeing this, Lei Yin formed a sword with his fingers again, preparing to use [White Blade] again.
"Wait a minute." At this time, Sani stopped him, "You have already been in the spotlight just now, it's my turn this time, right?"
Natalie: "Oh? Mr. Sani?"
"Look forward to it. You are not the only one who deserves the title of 'strong'. Although I don't like that guy (Yu Weimon), but after spending time with him, I have grown a little bit." Ni smiled and continued, "My flyback is originally a skill that reflects the opponent's attack back with equal force. The evolved flyback can reflect the opponent's attack back several times!"
While he was speaking, the water wave had already come down.
"Look at you!" Sani said, his hair standing up like a ghost, "Take the move! Five times the super return!"
There was a loud "boom" sound, and when the water waves fell, it was like hitting a barrier, and the water flow was also bounced away at this moment.
Not only that, a channel was created in the thousand-meter-thick waterfall in front.
"Very good, let's go in like this!" Looking at the passage in front, Sani controlled his boat to move forward.
Natalie: "As expected of Mr. Sani."
Lei Yin was also slightly interested in the attack just now: "Super Flyback, is this the result of your practice? The power of the waterfall is definitely not stable. There are extremely complex things mixed in it. To bounce back, it should be necessary It’s very focused, right? What’s more, it bounces back with several times the force.”
Sani smiled: "You are partly right."
Lei Yin looked at him and asked, "What about the other part?"
Sani: "Don't think about anything, be in a relaxed state. Use your intuition!"
Lei Yin understood what he said, but Natalie felt something strange: "Intuition?"
Time returns to the road to hell a few months ago.
"If you attack me like this, don't show mercy." Yuweimen said to Sani with his back to him.
Yuemon not only had his back turned to him, but also sat on the floor.
"Don't underestimate people, don't regret it until you die!" Upon hearing Yu Weimen's words, Sani suddenly felt very angry. His hair stood up again and he attacked him, "Yan Hui!"
The hair condensed into a chopping wave and struck towards his forehead, but just when it was about to hit him, Yuemon dodged and disappeared.
In Sani's shocked eyes, Yu Weimen didn't know when he had come around behind him, and pushed him to the ground with a gentle palm.
When Sani stood up from the ground and turned to look at him, he found that this guy's eyes were dull and he didn't know what he was thinking: "Why are you just in a daze all the time? Although your back is to me, there is something like It's like I have eyes, and I can see my attacks, and my movements that should be invisible are actually——"
Before he could finish speaking, Yuemon's eyes returned to normal expression again: "Is this a tentacle that can control the sensory nerves of the connector? Each tentacle has a tactile function like a hand, and there are tens of thousands of them in total. Or even hundreds of thousands of them. We ordinary humans feel a little tired just by manipulating two hands."
"It is extremely difficult to freely control hundreds of thousands of hands with such a dizzying number. It can be said to be an amazing concentration, so that concentration is the problem."
In a few words, Yu Weimen not only revealed Sani's ability, but also euphemistically stated Sani's problem.
"What?" Sani didn't understand what he meant.
Yuemon continued: "Conveying consciousness in every touch is too much. Thinking and acting at the same time will slow down the speed, and it will also make the brain tire quickly, even if you fully utilize your abilities. , and you may not necessarily win over those beasts in the food world, boy.”
After hearing his explanation, Sani seemed to understand: "You mean, for example, when you hold chopsticks while eating, your consciousness is not on eating, but on your hands, right? But unfortunately, I can I am not a little brat who just learned to hold chopsticks in the past two days. When I control my sense of touch, I carefully direct my nerves towards the enemy."
Hearing this, Yuemon smiled: "Towards the enemy with touch? This is another amateur reason."
Sani was very unhappy: "What?"
Yuemon: "Humph, you guy, you just think too much, now you can only train like that over and over again."
These words made Sani feel even more unhappy. He was one of the "Four Heavenly Kings of Food" no matter how he said it. Although this old man had some skills, but he said that he was not good enough. Isn't this a slap in the face? Sani's hair surged upward and curled into the shape of a ghost with hands.
"Two hundred thousand roots·punch!"
The fist made of curly hair hit Yu Weimen.
With a muffled sound of "bang", he punched a big hole in the ground, and the gravel flew out——
