rub the net in another world

Chapter 169 The Scepter and the Royal Family ([-])
When the fight happened, Zhou Ming's first instinct was only happiness.

Then there is the gathering of power.

This is probably because Zhou Ming used his eyes to make judgments for the first time. This kind of habit of ordinary people for more than ten years can only be changed after many years of hard work.

It is not an easy task to aggregate dozens of psionic formulas and abilities. The difficulty of this complex integration increases geometrically with each addition of a variable, not to mention that psionic formulas and abilities are not in the same system, Su Mo It can be done because he has a firm and unmistakable goal from the beginning. He has never changed his direction or been distracted for many years. This extreme partiality has finally polished the result.

Not everyone can achieve such results after spending the same amount of time. Fortunately, Su Mo is a talented person.Compared with other supernatural beings who are equally talented, Su Mo can't develop all kinds of proficiency in the same way as them, satisfying the image of supernatural beings omnipotent, but only in terms of battle, no one can win without fighting In particular, Su Mo is good at things like knives, which are both materialistic and idealistic.

Cui Rui once said that Su Mo, the fourth-year trainee, has left his name among the geniuses who formally enrolled.

At this time, those spiritual energy formulas that have been increased, fall on the sword and fall on people. With Su Mo's supernatural power as the core, they are unified and gather all the power on the sword.

Slashing down with a knife, tough and sharp, unstoppable.

In contrast, the black windbreaker's sword swing was much thinner.

It doesn't look like an extraordinary person, just like an ordinary swordsman, who cuts across as easily as an ordinary person practicing thousands of times.

But apart from the perception of the naked eye, it is the pure momentum, the person, and the knife, the three seem to be integrated into one.

Like the autumn wind cutting off the fallen leaves, and the frost and snow hitting the flower stamens.

The moment the two swung their knives, the blades clashed.

The surging power was first warned by the transcendent's spiritual sense, and then poured out from Su Mo's blade under the observation of the naked eye.

The lethality of overload becomes an energy flow in the vision, dissipates in the position where the black windbreaker is cut, crosses the black windbreaker and rushes to the street behind, the azure energy, the moment it touches the back, the streets, bricks The rocks and houses seemed to have been turned into paper paste, torn and tattered, flying like pieces.

The knife of the black windbreaker seemed to have cut off Su Mo's Horikawa Kunihiro, and it seemed to have cut through the air, and it took people across together, penetrating the entire vertical space where Su Mo was.

When all this happens, the visual evolution is over, and the sound comes.First there was the sound of the collision of blades, then the sound of energy venting, and finally the sound of those houses collapsing.

What a blast.

Masonry splashed and dust rose.

Those who were on the sidelines could see that Su Mo lost.

"What's going on?" Mi Yiwen asked Zhou Ming for an answer in amazement. It's not that she couldn't see the knife-like posture of the black windbreaker, but she didn't understand that the power Su Mo showed was absolutely terrifying, how could she be defeated so simply? .

"Not cohesive enough." Zhou Ming frowned, and said solemnly: "Su Mo's strength is not one, that black windbreaker is too sharp."

This sharpness does not refer to the sharpness of the knife. Horikawa Kunihiro, who is loaded with so many psionic formulas and has supernatural powers, should be the sharpest knife in the world at that moment. The sharpness of the black windbreaker lies in the fact that he is confused The momentum of one body cut into the legal principles, the gap between the fusion of rules.

The reason for those pouring out, destroying half of the street behind and tearing up all the houses was not that Su Mo could not control the power. No matter how powerful the power is, if it cannot be fully controlled, it is a waste. This is what Su Mo once told Zhou Ming. Of course he would not make such a mistake.It's just that the black windbreaker broke up Su Mo's unity during the fight, leaving those forces empty.

Su Mo put everything together. The psionic style has offensive and auxiliary functions. It is not at the top, but it is better than huge and complete, just like a single screw, a single armor, or a single energy pouring weapon, either useless or Each has its own advantages and disadvantages, one of them is not necessarily powerful, but when they are gathered together to form a mecha, the power is multiplied and the functions are complete.

But the problem is that no matter how powerful the mecha is, it is also made of combinations.What can be combined can be disassembled, and there are always gaps in what is put together.

Mi Yiwen understood immediately.It's not that her perception ability is not in place, but that there are too many extraordinary methods in Su Mo. She is not as clear as Zhou Ming, and she can't understand the hurdles.

It's clear now.

"Oh, then we're dead."

In the dust, a deep scar was cut horizontally on Su Mo's chest, as if he was going to cut a person in half. The many spiritual powers applied to his body and the long-term strengthening of his physique prevented him from being divided. The body was found on the spot, but it appeared to be seriously injured.

The black windbreaker landed behind Su Mo, even though he parried the terrifying attack and fiddled with the thousand catties with four ounces, the skill on the knife briefly teased the huge power, but the power was really too strong, and when it escaped, it was wiped off by a tiny bit. There was a wound on the body, which caused the windbreaker and inner lining to be completely torn, and there were dense cuts all over the body, blood flowed out, and the whole body was dyed red.

It looked much worse than Su Mo, but to be honest, there were not many serious injuries.

He obviously doesn't talk nonsense, he doesn't mean to delay at all, and he doesn't care about the wounds on his body.

Su Mo couldn't even turn his head to defend, so he could only block the blow with his back knife, and was chopped off.

This is because the injury is too severe, and I can't even stand firmly if my feet don't take root.

Fortunately, Hei Fengyi's attack was not something that could be used for a short time, otherwise it would be enough to kill Su Mo.

Obviously, he could finish it with a single blow like that again, but he didn't want to delay at all, and didn't give any chance for accidents to happen out of thin air.

Su Mo finally turned around and was able to face the enemy head-on. He held the knife at an angle in one hand and supported the back of the knife with the other, blocking this move.

Maybe he could fight desperately, but he didn't dare to gamble, because the opponent was such a pure swordsman, and his abilities seemed to be born just for the sword. How could such a person be afraid of Su Mo's life in exchange for Come hit.

The posture of blocking the knife with both hands is destined to be inconvenient, not to mention that he was already seriously injured, and the second knife that followed after the fatal attack could not be stopped no matter what, and another scar was added to his body.

A storm of attacks followed.

Su Mo simply gave up non-fatal attacks, and only resisted those that could kill on the spot. In a short while, the small wounds on his body were as different as the black windbreaker on the opposite side.

It all happened so fast.

So fast that bystanders can't see clearly.

It's not that it's not exciting, although the actual battle is not like the gorgeous fight specially designed in the movie, but the confrontation between life and death, the dance of death where the knife point is contested, is the most beautiful chapter of life.

But you must know that it only took a few seconds from when the two of them drew their swords, to when Su Mo was seriously injured, and now he was on the verge of death.

The duel between knives and knives is so cruel. It is completely different from the long-lasting fights in film and television dramas. It is even more impossible for the so-called "internal power" to be exhausted, and life and death will be separated in a blink of an eye.

All the splendor is the blood that comes out of every knife.

　In other words, if you have a book list, add a book list.

　　
　
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