Cyber ​​Swordsman 2121

Chapter 125, Disconnection

Thoughts flashed in his mind, but he nodded calmly on the surface, then reached out from his inner pocket and took out a coin-sized black memory card.

"That's what I got in the restaurant. I don't know if it's the so-called 'tangible and intangible information freedom sword'."

As he spoke, he reached out and handed the memory card between his fingers to the Confucian scholar, "I am an ordinary person, and I was accidentally involved in such a cause and effect. Mr. K wants this thing, so I will give it to you. I just hope that the trouble will be eliminated." And take it away, and give me my own peace."

The Confucian scholar 'looked' at the memory card when he heard the words, and the flowing abstract brush numbers appeared on the wat board, showing the excitement in his heart. He stretched out his right hand and grasped it from afar...

The next moment, the whole person teleported to Zhang Baoren, and took the memory card in his hand.

"Have you opened it?" Confucian scholar asked.

Zhang Baoren controlled his micro-expression with superb martial arts realm, and shook his head without hesitation, "No."

"It's fine if you don't have it. The 'Visible and Intangible Information Freedom Sword' is a very special sword. It is invisible and qualityless, without trace or trace. It cannot be checked or seen."

Confucian scholar looked at the memory and said, "As long as it is activated, it will be transformed into a data stream, connected to the Internet, it will escape into it, and connected to Daluotian, it will disappear forever."

"People who don't know about it will only waste this peerless treasure if they open it rashly."

"What!" Zhang Baoren's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help becoming nervous, "Then...how can I avoid wasting that sword and let it go?"

"Only by opening it in a disconnected place and luring it with a piece of data at the same time can it be trapped and refined."

Darkly heaved a sigh of relief.

Seeing words carved with knives and axes appearing on the Confucian scholar's wat board, the electronic voice on his body also read with a higher volume, "I blame the gods for not speaking in disorder!"

Hearing this, someone on the side suddenly yelled, and a network disconnection reminder beeped on his body. Zhang Baoren glanced at the personal terminal on his wrist, and at the same time cut off the network connection.

Then I saw Confucian scholar holding the memory card in his hand, the porcelain-white and flawless palm with no palm prints cracked, and several black hair-like nerve tubes protruded from it, connecting to the memory card .

While reading the memory card, he turned his head and wrote horizontally and vertically on the wat board, "If you haven't opened this thing, then everything will be easy to handle, and you will be quiet."

"Then if it is opened..."

"If you open it and read it, even if you don't let it go, it's still useless."

"What do you mean?"

"The uniqueness of the 'Visible and Intangible Information Freedom Sword' makes it impossible to change hands once it has been refined, unless the previous sword master was successful in practice or died."

Is this why Siming's father said that there is no way to hand it over and no way to escape?

Zhang Baoren finally understood, but couldn't help cursing, "Damn it!"

"Damn it." The Confucian scholar at the side also shouted, "The content inside has been read..."

Before the words were finished, the originally harmonious atmosphere between the two of them was reversed.

The next moment, Zhang Baoren swung out the 'Ape Devil Musketeer Stick' that he had been holding in his hand all the time, and he swung the stick towards the sky, stabbing towards the Confucian scholar in front of him with an unstoppable momentum.

The Taoist talisman that has never stopped in the sea of ​​consciousness has reached its limit in an instant.

After experiencing another dream, the performance of Daolu has improved a step further, and the super-sensory vision can barely see the movements of Confucian scholars.

At the same time, the body honed by the outer martial art made his body movements not out of balance with the changes of consciousness, and he could respond.

The bright red long stick with gold hoops on both ends stabbed the Confucian scholar's heart, but because of a dodge that could not be supported by the normal human physiological structure, it brushed past his clothes.

In an instant, Zhang Baoren's moves changed, from relentless to lingering, hitting close to the body, as if hitting a snake with a stick, and the long stick wrapped around the Confucian scholar's arm.

But the Confucian scholar just turned his body, raised his sleeves, raised his legs, just a few simple small movements, like a stroll in the garden, like singing and dancing with friends after drinking, let Zhang Baoren try his best The offensive was useless.

When Zhang Baoren finished with one move, the Confucian scholar stretched out the hand without any blemishes or joints from his big sleeve, like an adult playing with a naughty boy casually, and grabbed at his wrist.

But at the same time, with a twist of Zhang Baoren's wrist, the ape demon musket stick was turned upside down, and with a move to worship Buddha in the west, the long stick was sent into the hands of Confucian scholars like a pillar of incense.

This move is actually not a move in the 'Bagua Stick', let alone a killer move, but a closing ceremony after finishing martial arts or fighting with others, just like shaking hands and clasping fists.

But at this time, Zhang Baoren used it here without the slightest fireworks, so it couldn't be more suitable.

This shows his understanding and talent for martial arts.

After the ape demon musketeer was released, all the muscles and bones of Zhang Baoren's body were stretched to the limit in an instant, and the legs and feet were the core of the work. The iron roof under his feet shook a footprint, and his The whole body was propelled by a force and jumped back suddenly. Taking advantage of the wind, he jumped 30 meters away.

At the same time, there was a bang, a thunderous explosion, and the long stick made of huge energy exploded suddenly in Confucian students' hands.

The huge impact caused the train on the track to shake uncontrollably, and a rapid siren sounded from inside the carriage.

The flames subsided, and a small sunken pit was blown out on the roof of the car. The Confucian scholar at the bottom of the pit was still standing upright, but his long sleeves were no longer fluttering.

It can be clearly seen that one sleeve of the carbon fiber Confucian robe on his body has been torn, and the exposed white jade-like hands are also stained with scorched black.

"Taoist, villain!"

The Confucian scholar's wat board was written heavily, and the ink was a little dizzy, which shows the anger in his heart.

But before the electronic sound fell, another long red stick with gold hoops on both ends was shot from the rear of the car like a javelin.

It exploded with a bang, and the flames blazed again.

But this time, it didn't have any impact on Confucian students. It can be seen that there is a thin layer of air flowing on the surface of the carbon fiber Confucian robe with a curved structure on his body, which accurately transfers and dissipates the shock waves and heat from the explosion on his body...

The distorted heat wave made its figure a little blurry, but instead added a layer of thermal protection to it.

Although motionless, it gives people incomparable pressure.

Compared with just now, this performance is not a star and a half, obviously not a level.

The specific reason is that the blocking electromagnetic field that was turned on just now to safely read the "tangible and invisible signal free sword" finally calmed down, and the network connection was restored.

(End of this chapter)