Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

It was only then that Anthony was shocked to find that the continuous painful moans beside him had disappeared.

Because the moment most of Bucciarati's arm disappeared out of thin air, the real owner of the arm, the seriously injured addict, had been swallowed along with his arm into the alien space in the belly of the black-skinned toad. inside.

Totally deceived.

Anthony pursed his lips tightly, and his heart was filled with waves:

He thought he had superimposed three layers of marks on Bucciarati, but in fact, the three attack opportunities just now were wasted on that useless addict.

As for Bucciarati himself, there is no fish-shaped mark on his body now.

As the main output force, the steel chain fingers only had a layer of fish-shaped marks left on their body that had not had time to disappear.

Bucciarati's eyes were full of determination.

He believes he can win.

Because the little trick of changing the situation just now helped him buy extremely precious time to break through, allowing them to break through this supposedly fatal line of defense without any damage.

At this moment, the two of them had approached one meter in front of Anthony at the same time.

The next moment, the steel chain fingers will launch a fatal attack on Anthony's body.

The attack speed of the black-skinned toad is indeed extremely fast, but in this short moment, even its long tongue that is as fast as a shadow can only attack once at most.

So, here comes the question:

Now there is only time to brand 1 layer of marks, but Bucciarati has 0 layers of marks, and Steel Chain Finger has 1 layer of marks. So who should Anthony brand the mark on to save himself?

In this flash of lightning, Anthony gave his correct answer:

Of course it's me—

King of the River!

Facing the blue fist figure so close at hand, Anthony surprisingly did not show any panic.

The broad and thick tongue suddenly tightened in mid-air, and suddenly like a dark red lightning, it passed over the steel chain fingers and Bucciarati who were sprinting away with all their strength, and pounced straight on Anthony who was farther away.

What?

Bucciarati's pupils shrank.

The usual calm between his brows was quietly broken, and a touch of surprise could not be suppressed in his bright blue eyes:

He actually let the double attack himself with his tongue?

During this almost still time, under Bucciarati's surprised gaze, Anthony slowly raised his arm to meet the long dark red tongue coming towards him.

On the exposed wrist after the cuffs fell, two dark red fish-shaped marks were shining brightly.

Do you think I will come out to fight without any preparation, Bucciarati?

Before the battle started, I had already branded two layers of marks on myself in advance!

As soon as he finished speaking, before the blue fist shadow of the steel chain finger struck with all its strength, the long, tough and soft tongue lightly licked Anthony's arm with great restraint.

The third fish-shaped mark was instantly branded.

The black-skinned toad opened its bloody mouth, and the invisible power of space was instantly activated.

Anthony disappeared from the spot silently, leaving only a piece of air in front of Steel Finger and Bucciarati.

The fist was empty.

Bucciarati tried his best to sacrifice his life for this final blow, but it just failed.

Miscalculation

Bucciarati's face darkened:

I didn't expect that that kind of spatial ability could be used on the Stand User himself.

If he can control the disappearance of objects to reappear at will, that ability is a perfect protection for him.

He slowly turned around and looked at the tall black-skinned toad warily.

After its owner disappeared, it seemed to have lost its purpose of action and just stood there blankly.

But this situation only lasted a short moment.

Anthony, who was hiding in a different space, was indeed unable to spy on the outside world and control the River King to fight, but he could at least control the black-skinned toad to spit him out.

that's all.

Bucciarati turned around solemnly just now, and Anthony, who had almost been killed by the steel chain finger fist, appeared unharmed next to the black-skinned toad.

The distance between the two sides once again widened to two meters.

Everything went back to the beginning, when Bucciarati decided to attack Anthony's body.

But this time, he no longer had a second prosthetic hand available.

Ha ha ha ha.

While Anthony quietly hid behind the black-skinned toad, he laughed in a voice that became unbearable during the life-and-death struggle:

My boss has taught me that the most important thing when fighting as a stand-in is to be one step ahead of others and save one more move.

It's a pity that you have saved a few extra tricks, but you haven't been able to count on me yet.

He smiled so briskly, as if the victory in the battle was already his.

But I have to say that Anthony does have the ability to laugh out loud now:

With that prosthetic hand, Bucciarati now no longer has any shield on his body that can help block his tongue.

If the fight continued, he would really have to use his body to fight against the enemy.

And the sprint just now has been personally verified

In that short distance of two or three meters, the time it took to break through the defense and rush to Anthony was enough for the black-skinned toad to launch up to four attacks.

Four attacks means that 4 layers of marks can be superimposed.

This also means that before Bucciarati successfully breaks through the defense line, the enemy can ensure that one of Bucciarati and Steel Finger disappears.

This is enough!

Bucciarati's eyes were burning with fire.

He knew that he had no way out, but he was still able to fight for a glimmer of hope in this extremely dangerous situation:

I really don't have a 'shield' to stop my tongue.

But you have just consumed the marks that were imprinted on yourself in advance, and now it is too late to replenish them.

You and I can't use the previous tricks anymore, now.

That's when the real battle begins!

Bucciarati tensed his muscles and suddenly charged towards Anthony.

There was not a moment's hesitation, not a moment's pause that would have given Anthony time to rebrand himself.

And if he launches an attack now, the opponent must decide whether to prioritize self-protection or attack.

Anthony's choices are:

Kill them!

He believed that he would definitely win in this final fight.

The dark red giant tongue suddenly shot out, striking towards Bucciarati and the steel chain fingers.

Steel chain fingers!

Bucciarati pushed forward with his steel chain fingers without hesitation.

This is a multiple-choice question that does not need to be answered. If one of him and his substitute must be devoured, then the one who is sacrificed cannot naturally be his vital body.

If the main body is gone, the existence of the substitute will have no meaning.

So, when the dark red tongue struck quickly, the steel-chained fingers immediately faced it head-on with their fists waving.

It tried to capture the tongue with both hands.

But the long tongue was like a slippery loach. It just touched the steel chain finger and left a fish-shaped mark for a moment, and then it retreated without a trace.

Second floor.

A glint flashed in Anthony's eyes:

Counting the marks left before, the marks on the steel chain fingers have been superimposed into two layers.

With the next attack, the steel chain fingers will be swallowed, and his enemy will be left with a broken hand Bucciarati.

Come again!

Everything was happening just as Anthony imagined.

The giant tongue shot out again, and a phantom struck in the air.

From the perspective of ordinary bystanders, Bucciarati seems to be fighting a shadow now.

He had no choice but to let his steel chain fingers, which already had two layers of marks, continue to block attacks on his body.

finally

the third floor!

Bucciarati had just broken through just one meter, and the giant tongue that was as fast as a shadow had already launched two consecutive attacks.

A total of three marks were imprinted on the steel chain's fingers at the same time, and the invisible space ability was activated instantly.

At this moment, the steel chain fingers disappeared.

Bucciarati couldn't feel the existence of his substitute at all, and he was the only one left on the battlefield at this time.

Anthony was grinning triumphantly at him, and the nightmarish giant tongue struck again without stopping.

But Bucciarati still didn’t give up:

There is still a chance. There is still a chance!

He clenched his teeth, raised his only remaining arm, and punched Anthony with all his strength into a fist.

At this moment, Bucciarati was indeed very close to Anthony.

But now he has no substitute, no shield, and nothing can help him stop the invasion of the rapid giant tongue.

level one!

Anthony counted silently in his mind.

The dark red giant tongue struck Bucciarati mercilessly, causing him to stagger.

Second floor!

Bucciarati still refused to give up.

He resisted the giant tongue that attacked again and used his own life to break through the last inch of distance:

boom!

The moment after the giant tongue struck for the second time, the punch hit Anthony's face hard.

Bucciarati took advantage of the situation and swooped forward, punching Anthony to the ground.

But Anthony smiled instead.

Ignoring the blood that suddenly overflowed from the corner of his mouth, he just stared at Bucciarati who had pinned him to the ground with his excited red eyes:

Your fist is not strong enough, Bucciarati!

If you don't knock me out this time, you'll never have a chance again—

The third layer of marks is ready!