Sensing something strange about Zhao Yingkong, Ye Zi secretly screamed something bad. She tapped her toes and her whole body was in front of Zhao Yingkong.
But now that the situation was urgent, she could not care so much. She only had time to input a burst of elf energy and at the same time let out a low drink.
"untie!"
As soon as Ye Zi finished speaking, Zhao Yingkong's eyes reappeared with excitement. The next moment, she leaned forward, the index and middle fingers of her right hand stood side by side like swords, and the peach-colored nails flashed with a sharp cold light, pointing straight towards Ye Zi's throat. With the distance between the two of them being less than an arm's length, I'm afraid that within half a second, a bloody hole would appear on Ye Zi's tender neck.
At this critical moment, Ye Zi's face was calm and he directly opened the gene lock to the limit and re-entered the half-step second-level state. At the same time, the elf energy in her body surged, and the "Qingquan" bracelet on her right wrist also shone with magical green light... Under such a triple increase, her reaction speed far exceeded that of Zhao Yingkong, reaching an incredible point. Everything in front of her was... , as if everything has become slow motion.
She could clearly see that when the attack just started, Zhao Yingkong had only a cold killing intent on his face, but at this moment, there was a rare trace of panic: As expected, she was fighting with the illusion before. The enemy fought to the death, but when the illusion was suddenly broken, she, still in a fighting state, subconsciously attacked the target in front of her.
As an assassin, Zhao Yingkong goes all out and leaves no room for anything once he strikes. Even if he wants to stop at this moment, how can it be so easy? She only had time to withdraw two or three minutes of her strength, but the remaining strength was still enough to turn her nails into a deadly weapon.
Facing this dangerous blow, Ye Zi touched the ground with one foot, giving his body a backward acceleration. At the same time, he grabbed Zhao Yingkong's right arm with his right hand, and placed his left hand, palm facing outward, in front of his neck, a ball the size of a football. , a green light that was half virtual and half real, as if flowing slowly, appeared in her palm.
"The magic power is released... stagnant!"
In the past ten days of training, Ye Zi, who has become more and more proficient in the skill of "magic release", has also created two unique techniques for her: one is biased towards attacking, and the other...that is, she The one used today is more defensive. In "Magic Release", she incorporated a concept similar to water, so that the direction in which it materializes is no longer a solid, but a weird semi-fluid. As for the role of this...
When Zhao Yingkong's two middle fingers penetrated this strange energy, a touch that was softer than jelly, like a slime immune to cold weapon attacks in Japanese fantasy works, was transmitted to her fingertips. . But what followed was an unusual resistance... Every time her fingertips advanced, the kinetic energy in them was constantly being eliminated and resolved.
And when her fingertips came into contact with Ye Zi's palm, the kinetic energy that could at least pierce Ye Zi's palm had been almost completely absorbed by the semi-fluid. The nails, which were hardened and as sharp as razor blades, only left a faint red mark on Ye Zi's palm.
(Elf energy of the same quality, if it were materialized into a gauntlet, would probably not be able to block this blow purely based on hardness, and would still be pierced.)
In the actual combat test just now, Ye Zi was very satisfied with the excellent defensive power of [Stagnation] demonstrated by the magic release... This meant that her self-created technique was quite successful and indeed had its own uniqueness.
She was in a good mood, looked at Zhao Yingkong's slightly red face, raised the corners of her mouth in a graceful arc, and said with a smile: "How are you, have you calmed down?"
"Um…"
The originally cold girl had a rare look of discomfort on her face. She avoided Ye Zi's gaze and responded softly. When she realized that she had made a mistake and almost killed her teammate who was rescuing her, she obviously blamed herself for being so strong.
Seeing this scene, Ye Zi also temporarily put away his "little devil" temperament and stopped teasing Zhao Yingkong... Well, after all, there will be more opportunities to tease her in the future, right?
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"I said, if you search aimlessly like this, can you really find a reliable expert..."
At twelve o'clock at noon, the four people who went to search for shrines and temples sat in a Japanese restaurant, silently eating lunch served by the waiter, and they didn't look very interested. After Zhang Jie took a sip of the drink, he complained softly.
Throughout the morning, the four of them visited a total of seven shrines and temples, six of which were just ordinary religious places that had no chance of extraordinary power. Although after they showed enough sincerity...or donated enough money for incense, the monks and priests enthusiastically and wholeheartedly helped them chant sutras, pray to Buddha, and practice dharma to ward off evil spirits, no matter how hard these priests and monks worked , the cold marks on their bodies have not weakened at all.
As for the remaining shrine, don’t tell me, the abbot there really has some skills...
At that time, everyone used money to clear the way and successfully asked to see the abbot there. But when the old man with a cane, white beard and hair, who looked like a worldly master saw everyone, the indifferent expression on his face could not be maintained. , subconsciously widened his eyes, obviously seeing the curse on everyone at a glance.
Seeing the abbot's reaction, it was obvious that he was an extraordinary person. How could everyone let go of this life-saving straw? Naturally, they tried to ask him for help in exorcising evil spirits. After hesitating for a while, the abbot reluctantly agreed. But according to him, this curse was not easy to deal with. He had to take a bath and change clothes, take out the ancestral magic weapon, and go all out to perform the ritual.
Everyone did not doubt that he was there, and patiently sat quietly in the shrine's living room, drinking the tea served by the reception, until a cute Japanese girl who looked eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a red and white miko uniform, ran away in a panic. After I came in and fell down on the ground, I told everyone with a slight cry.
"Abbott, he, he, he...he is missing!"
After hearing the girl's cry, everyone's expressions were a little solemn at that time. Could it be that Kayako knew that the abbot was planning to help them exorcise evil spirits, so he took advantage of it and killed the abbot, right?
As a result, after a simple investigation, they came to a ridiculous conclusion: the old man actually... climbed over the wall from the backyard of the shrine and ran away.
At that time, there happened to be a priest who was sweeping the backyard of the shrine. He saw the hunched abbot. He tapped the crutch in his hand a few times on the stone floor. He cast an unknown spell and jumped up under the wall. , flew directly to the edge of the three-meter-high wall, then fell down and disappeared on the other side of the wall... However, his spell skills seemed to be a bit weak. According to the priest, a low voice came from outside the wall at that time. The pain and curses seemed to be caused by the abbot's failure to cushion when he landed, and his waist was a little shaky.
After thinking about it for a while, everyone roughly figured out the reason: the old man saw the danger of the curse, and he couldn't deal with it with his three-legged cat magic. He didn't want to get burned, but he didn't want to reject Zheng Zha and his entourage, who seemed quite untouchable, in person, so he found an excuse and ran away.
The rest of the people in the shrine seemed to know nothing about the supernatural. The priest was still sighing, "I didn't expect that the abbot would still be so strong at such an old age." And the little shrine maiden was still crying... Obviously, It's all hopeless.
The above is all their "harvest" this morning.
However, everyone complained, and after having a sumptuous lunch and taking a short rest, they headed towards the next Buddhist temple. However, when they walked through a street tunnel, the dim and old lights suddenly became flickering and flickered dangerously...
