"Fuck! What kind of martial arts is this? Flowers raining all over the sky? Dotted with stars?"
Tong Xin, who was in front of the monitor, had completely forgotten about the half-eaten takeaway and almost put his glasses on the screen.
Although to Waiguo Ren, it may be a flash of golden light that requires replay to see clearly, in the eyes of the people of Yan Kingdom, it is a graceful trajectory.
He could clearly capture that dozens of debris were like spiritual birds, each drawing a different trajectory and pounced towards the school uniform ghost story.
Kaitan, who had completely changed his style, pulled out a baseball bat with rivets from nowhere and swung it hard, hitting the monkey wrench that came to him first with a home run.
The moment the bat came into contact with the adjustable wrench, a sonic boom exploded, and the bandage on Guaidan's arm exploded with the force. Even without explanation, one could clearly understand through the language of the camera that Guaidan was trying to hit this blow. He had used all his strength to knock him away.
The monkey wrench turned into a star in the sky, but the remaining debris was already close at hand.
Guitan's arms trembled after suffering a loss, so he naturally didn't dare to pick it up again. He quickly turned around and ran away, but the dozens of debris seemed to have a life of their own, chasing Guitan from all directions.
Kaitan kept accelerating, and at the same time he took out various items from his school uniform and threw them out, trying to use them as interference bombs to intercept the hidden weapons behind him.
Such an intense and intense chase took place within a few seconds. Only extremely excellent dynamic vision can clearly see everything that happened during this period under the lens of a high-speed camera.
As for those viewers who could only slice and dice the scene in slow motion, they could only see a flash of golden light, and then the ghost story appeared twenty meters away, and the anchor stood in front of him and grabbed his neck.
"Not bad, much stronger than I thought."
Feng Xue held the strange talk in front of her with one hand, and the invisible poisonous body dispersed the opponent's equally invisible blue shadow.
It was only at this moment that he finally realized what had happened to the strange man in front of him.
In fact, this is the trump card.
Feng Xue also has it.
The only difference is that Feng Xue's trump card is called [Martial God], while this strange story has powers such as [School Uniform], [Delinquent], and [Supervisor].
A few decades ago, this power would have been useless, but today, when banchang has become an iconic element of acg culture, this power can lend many strange abilities.
It just means that the probability of the ancestor's ghost stories being revived in the body will not decrease.
And judging by the way this weird story is now in a state of confusion, I'm afraid it won't be long before it turns into a weird story called [School Uniform Supervisor] or something like that.
"But it's still limited by the power of [consciousness]. At least this evil spirit didn't give me any fancy tricks like time-stopping."
Feng Xue just maintained the posture of "the number one most hated painting of Atomic Samurai (note ①)". Although he was also 1.85 meters tall, the figure in his hand had swelled to more than two meters. Compared with Han Dynasty, it still shows a considerable contrast.
"It's a risk, it's a risk. It seems like I'm still a little stronger than you." Feng Xue said exaggeratedly, reaching out and making a gesture of losing the stick market, and as these words came out, more [weak chickens] ], [dish], [overestimating one's abilities] and other cognitions turned into [consciousness] and converged on this Banchang Kaitan.
After adding a large amount of fuel, the originally burning fire of ghost stories became weaker and weaker, and it seemed as if it would go out at any time.
No, it did go out with a bang.
Then, the strange story that Feng Xue picked up by his neck turned into a large amount of [consciousness] and disappeared into the air.
"Um..." Feng Xue was also a little dazed. This was the first time he had seen this kind of death. At this moment, he also realized that in addition to exhaustion of [consciousness] and being killed in a physical sense, Guaitan , and will self-destruct due to the conflict between the fire of ghost stories and the [consciousness] directed against itself.
However, after learning this, Feng Xue did not have many negative emotions. After all, this is a shortcoming that only exists in a single weird story. In comparison, he, a master of creating memes with entries that have exceeded double digits, is very It’s hard to imagine a situation where all of his weird tales would receive opposite perceptions at the same time.
The shock in his heart disappeared in a flash, and he immediately put on a confident expression and said to the live camera:
"It seems that this kind of martial arts monster will disappear on its own after being defeated. I had a headache just now. How can I end it? After all, it is really difficult to kill this kind of thing that looks like a human... Okay Okay, the accident has been resolved, and the host will continue to take everyone to visit Dongguo..."
…
Within the phantom [Shenji], the Hyakumonogatari Kaidans who were urgently summoned sat in their seats, looking at the Hyakumonogai who initiated the summons this time. As the "eyes" of the entire Hyakumonogatari, it usually behaves very... He is lazy and does not attend most meetings. When he does show up, he is often a clone.
This time she was actually asked to issue a summons, and everyone looked quite nervous.
"What's going on?" After everyone was almost there, the young man with huge bone horns spoke first. Hearing this, the Hundred-Eyed Ghost immediately said:
"A Yanguo man just killed [Banchang]."
"People from Yan Country? Those Kamen Riders from Kanagawa?" Due to "historical reasons", the Otengu, who still spoke a little out of tune, frowned, but the Hundred-Eyed Ghost shook his head and said:
"No, it was a traveling anchor who defeated [Banchang] with martial arts."
"Just for this?" Many Kaidan frowned. Although [Banchang] belongs to the category with strong potential and combat power, if he is just beaten to death, he will not let the Hundred-Eyed Ghost use the summoning order.
Seeing this, the Hundred-Eyed Ghost wanted to explain, but the woman in green with a ghost face sitting at the front raised her arm to stop her, and then said directly:
"The point is not the death of the [banchou] individual."
As she spoke, she took out a scroll from her wide kimono sleeve. As the scroll slowly unfolded, portraits of monsters appeared one after another. However, those with sharp eyes noticed that a certain position was vacant. a small piece.
"That's right, [Hundred Demons Night Journey] has been reduced for the first time. [Banchou], the strange story, has completely disappeared from the album. As for whether it can be condensed again, I don't know."
As soon as the words fell, the entire Shenji became completely silent. Even the sound of the friction of clothes caused by slight movements completely disappeared, leaving only a deathly silence.
The silence lasted for more than a minute before the woman with nine beast tails behind her spoke:
"What happened?"
"That person defeated [Banchang] in a live broadcast on the entire network."
Baimugui gave a concise answer, but everyone's eyes were full of disbelief. Live broadcasts in Dongguo were not uncommon, and they even encouraged live broadcasts in order to promote ghost stories. Therefore, it was not uncommon for ghost stories to die during live broadcasts.
But since the establishment of "Hyakumonogatari", this is the first time that a formed ghost story has disappeared from above.
This has already touched upon the fundamental interests of Hyakumonogatari.
Note ①: Refers to the famous scene in which Black Spirit holds the bun of the Atomic Samurai with one hand.
(End of chapter)
