I play prophet in Salvation Organization

Chapter 87 Rotation (56)

Facing the flexible Song Qingci, Bai Ling couldn't help curling his lips.

This can be said to be a shortcoming of the nameless fog - the concealment is really too low.

After all, it is a flowing mist, and it is easy for people to notice the change of the flow direction.

No way, the nature of the material determines that it is difficult for this thing to work in front of people with extremely high perception.

However, this does not mean that Bering has no way to deal with it.

"not bad."

In the mist, Bering chuckled and said, "The speed and strength are top-notch. Among your peers, you can already compete for the title of strongest."

"However, the heat is not enough."

with his voice.

At this moment, the countless mist gathered completely and returned to Bering's side, kneeling at his feet, as if submitting to authority.

The classroom without the mist envelope was clear, and all the drowsy students showed their looks, some of them set themselves on fire, and some hugged high school students.

It has to be said that demons danced wildly.

However, Song Qingci has found it difficult to care about everything around him.

The gray fog like a raging wave has tightly wrapped the space in front of her, and the only remaining open spaces have no place to move.

Seeing the fog filled in front of him, Song Qingci couldn't help but gritted his teeth.

She knew that the only open space left was "mercy" from Bering.

It is also the only position she can defend.

This man is really difficult.

Song Qingci thinks that she has a lot of experience since she was a child, but she really didn't expect that someone would be so difficult to deal with.

Originally, she thought that the only ones worthy of her seriousness in the countermeasures bureau were the director and the senior leaders of each branch, but she really didn't expect that the man in front of her gave her a sense of oppression even higher than the director!
Although she hadn't personally seen people like Wang Weizheng and Qi Guang, directors of the Countermeasures Bureau, she had seen and fought the directors of the sub-bureaus.It was a young woman with sharp and elegant movements.

Although Song Qingci has never fought before, she thinks that she just needs to spend more time to improve herself, and she may not have enough coping methods.

However, in front of Bering, all she could feel was... powerlessness.

A chasm-like gap lay in front of her, no matter how she attacked, the opponent seemed to be able to see it in advance.If it's just like this, it's okay, the key is that the fog next to that guy is still like a ghost, it's fierce and hard, and it's impossible to lean on it at all!

Iron King!
Song Qingci cursed secretly in his heart.

However, thanks to the current situation, she calmed down and was able to view the battle process cautiously.

Recalling his previous battles, Song Qingci suddenly discovered a problem.

That is, the man seems to be only able to notice attacks that the eyes can "see".

If it came from the side, his reaction would be much slower.

'Yes, the key now is this! '

She cheered up a little: "His dynamic vision is probably well developed, but vision is vision after all, and you need to see with your eyes."If the attack came from the blind spot, he probably wouldn't be able to react! '

The key point now is that he needs to attack from all directions, so that he will have the illusion that he will be scratched by the blade!
With the left and right hands holding the two sabers again, Song Qingci's body center of gravity was pressed down, and the whole person showed a very aggressive posture, as if she would suddenly jump out in the next moment.

Seeing Song Qingci who was getting ready to sprint, Bai Ling raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Interesting." He said something that meant nothing.

With his voice falling.

In the next moment, Song Qingci's feet stomped heavily on the ground, and his figure was like a flying fish swimming against the current in the sea, breaking through the foamy waves, and rushing up against the pressure of the wind!

Her speed was so fast that she even faintly touched Qi Guang's side!

The red ribbon danced in the air with a stream of scarlet light, and the zigzag forward and fleeting figure pulled out a slender thread behind him, which was imprinted on the retina like a scarlet flower in full bloom.

At this moment, Song Qingci was completely calm and fully engaged!

An invisible mist surged up from both sides, wrapping around Song Qingci's ankles, as if trying to wrap around her feet and block her progress.

However, in front of her who was as fast as a shooting star, even the nameless fog with a strong consciousness was cut horizontally, like a sharp knife cutting through tofu, the incision was smooth and sharp.

The turbulent mist was suppressed extremely quickly, and in just the blink of an eye, Song Qingci crossed the steps of the big classroom and sprinted in front of Bering!

Seeing Song Qingci rushing towards him, Bai Ling narrowed his eyes slightly.

He stretched out his hand and waved it lightly.

The vast ocean of consciousness rushed into the black ring roaringly, and the waves beat on the surface of the pitch-black ring, colliding with deep and faint black light.

In an instant, a wall made of mist suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

However the next second.

It was as if he had sensed Bering's movements.

Song Qingci stepped on the ground again, and his whole body jumped into the air.

Then, she tapped the air with her toes, and the shadow behind her pulled out a crimson distorted phantom!

The light flickered, Song Qingci's figure distorted for a moment, flashed to the right rear of Bering, and then swung the knife fiercely in this direction!

The long knife cuts through the air, and the finely forged blade slices through the fog. It is as swift and powerful as the silver lightning under the layered dark clouds, and it is like two crescent moons hanging high in the sky, shining on the earth and whistling with a mighty momentum. Come down with repression!

Song Qingci noticed it before, and this is a blind spot in Bering's vision that he hadn't noticed before!
He would always ignore the attack from the right rear, maybe because of his own flaws in this aspect, or maybe for other reasons, in short, swinging the knife fiercely at this place must be the only solution to this problem!
Even Song Qingci couldn't help feeling agitated when watching the blade in his hand cut through the air and slide forward.

'Won! '

In this way, I can become a graduate of the Countermeasure Bureau, until I join the Countermeasure Bureau, and then find the secret that has been haunting my heart...

Accompanied by such thoughts, the blade suddenly pressed down!
...was empty?

Song Qingci, who didn't feel that he had cut anything, couldn't help feeling a little puzzled.

She looked up, only to realize that Bering, who was supposed to be standing in front of her, had disappeared.

What about people?

She was about to withdraw her knife and turn around, but soon, Song Qingci felt something was wrong.

Lowering her head, she realized that at some point, her feet were covered with thick and dense mist.

This cloud of mist has already woven into a dense net, and the opponent can quickly envelop him with just a slight movement.

when……

Just when Song Qingci was at a loss.

Beside her, Bering said with a light smile, "What? Did you notice?"

He came out slowly from the misty fog, his body was still wrapped in fine air, and he held a mask in his left hand: "Deep illusions can fool the brain, as if you thought you hit me, but in fact There is nothing in front of you."

He put on a mask, his weeping and smiling face looked weird under the sunlight: "Have you ever thought about it, in fact, you have not escaped from the previous illusion from the very beginning, but now, you are just falling into the illusion?" In a new hallucination?"

Song Qingci who was standing in the trap didn't say anything.

She just watched Bering silently, thinking about what she should do next to escape.

As for hallucinations and the like, she didn't really care too much.

In the end, if this is really an illusion, then I just need to pierce that guy's body with a knife, and everything will be self-evident!

As if seeing Song Qingci's stubbornness, Bai Ling couldn't help sighing: "Forget it."

He put the mask aside, shook his head and said, "If this continues, some people will wake up."

"Next, let you actually feel it."

As he spoke, Bering stretched out his hand.

Under his movements, the mist began to slowly swell, swell, and grow stronger.

until "Rotate".

(End of this chapter)