"Young man, don't be too anxious." Buta Ito raised his crutch and blocked the path of Genya's sword. Although he blocked Genya's attack, the crutch was knocked away by Genya's power.
An attack failed, and out of caution, Genya kept a distance to prevent Takea Ito from counterattacking.
Genya glanced at the combat power gap label on Ito Butai's head and found that it was still "like an ant." 】
--Too strange.
——Why hasn’t the gap in combat power changed? According to the situation, this is a big deal. Isn’t he still showing his true strength?
——The system cannot go wrong, there must be something wrong somewhere.
Genya raised his mind and wanted to let Buta Ito take the initiative to attack, and he would counterattack to find an opportunity, but Buta Ito still stood there with a smile and did not take any action.
Adding points requires concentration. Now is not the time to fight against the mechanical Baiyi. He has a good idea of the opponent's attack power and distance. If his attention is diverted and Ito Buta suddenly attacks, it will be troublesome.
——Buta Ito is rubbish, Buta Ito is rubbish.
But the warm current flowing out of Yuan Ye's body was still rapid, so Yuan Ye had to try something. He began to chant silently in his heart, and the flow of air slowed down, but it still did not disappear.
"A very smart decision, and psychological suggestion to oneself is indeed a way to quickly change one's mind." Buta Ito looked at Genya with some praise, "After listening to the story just now, you must be very curious about why Jiro lost. ."
"Even though qi is energy that moves with changes in the mind, he is actually the best swordsman in the world. Is his sword heart so fragile?" Not knowing whether he was deliberately delaying time, Ito Buta began to comment on that story. Continuing to explain, "But this is not actually the case. I emphasized it in the story. Jiro actually withstood the pressure and used this pressure to hone his sword heart."
But Yuanye is not so patient. Although these spiritual powers are obtained for free, and he does not have the Qi he holds, no one knows that after these spiritual powers are cleansed, his spiritual powers will continue to flow away. What is lost over time is life.
So Genya chose to continue the attack, slashing with his sword and aiming at Buta Ito's throat again.
What is very strange is that this attack was dodged by Takeshi Ito by a hair's breadth, and the next few slashes had the same result.
——His muscles clearly didn’t move at all, so why did his body move?
Genya concentrated on analyzing Ito Buta's body, but did not get any information. It was like facing a stone statue or an ordinary person with no idea of action.
——No, the skin moved. He was pushed away by an external force. Was he using Qi to move himself?
"Very exquisite swordsmanship." Buta Ito still maintained high praise. "In the years I have lived, there have been very few people at your age who have such skills as yours. Really very few. So rare that every one of them I can remember everyone’s name.”
"Are you curious, even though your experience is telling you that the body on the other side has not taken any action, but I can still dodge your attack?" Ito Buta said with a smile, "Your experience did not lie to you. "Swordsmen with excellent swordsmanship will certainly conceal the movements of their muscles, and even worse, they can even let their superficial muscles show the direction of movement, but their real movements are completely different."
"But it's a pity that I'm not. Maybe I had this ability before, but now I'm just an old man who has exhausted his energy and blood and is about to reach the end of his life. There is nothing to be afraid of." Taketa Ito said with emotion. said in a tone of voice.
Genya put aside Ito Buta's words, or in other words, his ears heard these words, and his brain also remembered these words, but his brain did not allocate a single resource to understand the meaning of the language. He was fully focused on it. , and entered the black and white world composed only of dots and lines.
In this world, Yuanye can even feel that time has slowed down - or in other words, his thinking has become faster.
The moment he entered this world, Yuan Ye was clearly aware of the warm current flowing in his body. It was the magical energy called spiritual energy by Golden Finger and named [Qi] by this world.
——Qi, stay in my body.
The moment this thought occurred, the flow of Qi stopped.
——Think first, how should I act.
——It should be impossible for pure language to have such a big impact on me, and it was indeed just ordinary words, without any strange energy mixed with them.
Memories from the past surfaced one by one, and information that was not realized or noticed was retrieved for analysis.
——It’s an environmental problem.
——It should be right. As soon as I came in here, the decoration of this room gave me a very uncomfortable feeling. Now that I think about it, it is a continuous psychological suggestion.
——Want to destroy the furnishings of the house?
——No, that would be too late.
Thoughts collided in my mind, and action plans were instantly formed.
Without hesitation, Yuanye reached out and pulled out the pistol from the holster under his arm.
——First the headlights, then three ambient lights, and a light bar on the floor.
In the black and white world, the light source was accurately identified as a white circle. Yuanye turned on the safety and fired rapidly.
Although this was Yuanye's first time shooting, in this state, his marksmanship was extremely accurate. He did not miss the mark and all hit the target.
The moment the house turned dark, Genya turned his gun and fired several shots at the place where Taketa Ito was standing in his memory.
——The last shot.
Yuan Ye, who accurately counted the number of bullets, raised the muzzle of his gun and fired the last bullet at the frosted skylight.
After the bullet came out of the chamber, Yuanye let go of his right hand, held the knife with both hands again, and began to charge forward.
Yuan Ye already knew the obstacles in front of him, and even if there was no light, they would not hinder him.
Halfway through the attack, the skylight shattered, and the clear moonlight flowed down the breach and onto the blade.
The white blade reflected Yuan Ye's face, calm and calm, as if nothing had happened.
--add a bit.
——Physical fitness: 16
Just after Yuanye added a little bit, Da Dao left the range of the moonlight,
Physical fitness of 16 is the limit for ordinary people. Without genetic modification technology or special methods, the limit of the human body would be right here just through mechanical exercise, but this is far from the carbon-based limit.
The knife sliced through the moonlight, sliding out a graceful arc in the dark room.
The flesh-penetrating feeling came along the fingertips, and Genya's knife hit Ito Buta's neck accurately.
Then, the lights came on.
The light returned to the room, allowing Genya to see Takea Ito clearly in front of him.
and the bullet suspended between the two of them.
