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Chapter 81, Part One
When "seeing" Xue Xiaxian was about to leave, Hui Yuanchu immediately reached out and grabbed the hill.

I don't know how much Xiao Shan heard, but he reacted in time. He hurriedly took a few steps away from Hui Yuanchu, and then the two of them pretended to be practicing.

But at this time, the string strings that rushed out of the room had no intention of caring about their surroundings.She just lowered her head and walked through the dojo, rushing towards the gate of the dojo.

Hui Yuanchu watched String String rush into the elevator. When the elevator door closed completely, he felt that the noise in his head was getting worse.

At this time, the gate also came over and asked Xiao Shan: "Did you hear that? What did they say just now?"

"It's hard to hear from such a distance..." Xiaoshan said with a grimace, "But it's probably to force Sayo-chan to hand over something, something like fighting over family property, right?"

They faced each other and sighed together, then Xiaoshan turned his head and suddenly saw Huiyuanchu who was rubbing his temples, and immediately clapped his hands: "I almost forgot, Huiyuan was also listening, I guess I just heard it, I didn't hear it clearly. Can you tell me about that part?"

Hui Yuanchu didn't want to talk to Xiao Shan at all.

During these few words, the noise suddenly increased in intensity by several orders of magnitude, instantly densely covering his entire sea of ​​consciousness, like snowflakes covering the entire picture.

What is the origin of this noise?Hui Yuanchu frowned and tried his best to think.

The essence of Soul Cicada is the extremely high-resolution scanning and restoration of the real world by infinite spiritual tentacles.Therefore, as long as they exist in the real world, even light and waves can be restored retroactively.

...So, based on this reasoning, noise is not an attribute of the real world at all?
Huiyuan suddenly realized that the noise was not something caught by the tentacles, but that the spiritual tentacles themselves had been disturbed, and the wrong exploration resulted in non-existent noise.

However, if you continue to think about it, what could interfere with the Cicada of Souls——

Hui Yuanchu suddenly thought of the answer.He closed the Soul Cicada as quickly as possible.

In an instant, the noise disappeared.Hui Yuan shuddered.

...it's not a noise at all.

Its true face is the cold gaze cast on the body from an unknown distant place.

——It is spiritual vision.

Damn it!Hui Yuanchu cursed in his heart.He never thought that turning on the Cicada of Souls would have such a shortcoming: it would distort spiritual vision!
...Forget it, if you have experience with this kind of thing next time, you won't make a misjudgment.Hui Yuan initially comforted himself, and then hurriedly continued to explore the source and whereabouts of the spiritual vision.

The appearance of spiritual vision means that evil spirits have appeared.

"Hey, Huiyuan? Huiyuan?" Xiaoshan was still calling him from the side. It seemed that he finally realized that something was not right about him and was planning to reach out and pat him.

But after Hui Yuanchu carefully experienced this spiritual vision, his heart suddenly rose to his throat.It is going to——

Hui Yuanchu suddenly raised his head and looked around quickly.

elevator?stairs?It's too late.Hui Yuanchu's gaze finally fell on the row of windows in the dojo.

It was a window specially made for high-rise buildings. Even if it was fully opened, the gap would only be as wide as the palm of your hand.It is breathable but the human body cannot get through it, thus preventing accidental falls.

But - yes!Fast enough!
Hui Yuanchu knocked down Xiaoshan's stretched out hand, and flipped his right hand like lightning, from holding the sword hilt with his forehand to clamping the sword body with his backhand. At the same time, he stretched his body like a bow, and drew the bamboo sword in his right hand backward. go.

Then - he suddenly twisted his whole body and threw the bamboo sword towards the window like a javelin.

As the bamboo sword shot out, Hui Yuanchu's body rushed forward, rolled sideways with one hand on the ground, waited until his legs landed on the ground, directly bent his knees and kicked the ground, and followed the bamboo sword to shoot towards the window.

With a muffled sound of "bump", the bamboo sword hit the frame of the window, then pivoted around the hit point, and the entire sword turned sideways and hit the glass surface with a "snap".The entire window was shattered immediately, and countless glass shards were shaken from the window frame and then fell one after another.

Hui Yuanchu followed closely, and took the last step to rush to the window. Then he jumped up, retracted his legs, hugged his knees, and gathered himself together to rush out of the broken window.

He rushed out of the window and jumped into the air twenty stories high. The screams behind him were instantly swallowed up by the strong wind that filled his ears.Huiyuan stretched his body again in mid-air, opened his arms, put his feet downward, and fell towards the ground below.

Yukinoshita's strings have already walked down the steps of the building's entrance and are crossing the square in front of the building.

With a sound of "Boom", Hui Yuanchu landed dozens of steps behind her.Yukinoshita String Music heard the strange noise coming from behind, and instinctively stopped and turned around.

Then she looked at the young man who suddenly appeared with the loud noise, and her face naturally showed a look of confusion. At the same time, she unconsciously looked up to the sky.

Huiyuan was half-kneeling there with no expression on his face, but he was actually unable to move for the moment.

The height of twenty stories is a bit reluctant, and it has exceeded the upper limit of the potential energy that his legs can resolve simply based on their structure and muscles.Even with a cushioning stance, his legs were completely destroyed.

Fortunately, the wide skirt of the kendo uniform temporarily covered his deformed legs.

The pressure on visions is getting heavier and heavier.Hui Yuan initially felt the spiritual pressure that was like a needle prick, and looked beyond the strings to the source of the spiritual vision in the distance.

On that section of the long street, a woman's figure appeared.

It was a young woman under 30 years old, wearing a very formal kimono, with an average appearance, but wearing uncomfortably heavy makeup.

The most eye-catching place is that there is a knife hanging on the woman's waist.

The woman's steps were slow and seemed to have a certain charm, but her approach speed was astonishingly fast, which was completely unreasonable.

In the blink of an eye, she had arrived dozens of meters behind String String and stood still.

At this time, Yukinoshita Strings had also noticed the strangeness in Haiyuan Chu's eyes, and realized that something else might have appeared behind him.

So she turned around again.

Huiyuan couldn't see String's expression anymore.But he could see that Stringer's body was obviously shaken when he saw the woman.

Then, Stringer asked in an incredible voice: "Are you...Setsuko?"

Next, she let out an exclamation, but forcefully swallowed the second half of the sentence: "...Snow——!"

The strange woman named Setsuko didn't answer, but smiled slowly.

However, Hui Yuanchu noticed keenly: her left hand holding the knife pressed her thumb against the blade and began to exert force——

[Power-Endless-Ouroboros, set goals, Power-Ultimate Flesh-Ultimate Flesh. 】

[Power-Endless-Ouroboros, activate. 】

[Power-Ultimate Flesh-Ultimate Flesh, activated. 】

[The compound effect of power produces: extreme regeneration. 】

[Power - Extreme Regeneration, duration 2 minutes and 59 seconds. 】

Hui Yuanchu restarted his power without hesitation.

His legs were regenerated in an instant, he stood up and rushed towards the string.

At that moment, Setsuko's thumb had already pushed away the knife.

——"click".

Only an inch of the blade was exposed.

But the dazzling light of the sword had already splashed over like water.

(End of this chapter)