New Show Time

Weston took a deep breath to concentrate, and tightened the blade-shaped knuckles in his hand, and the ball of light that hit him in front of him was a sweeping blow.

The dark red biological static electricity wrapped around the blade and drew a half-moon-shaped electric whip. Several crackling sounds rang out, and the light balls in front of Weston were canceled out one by one.The moment Arima Kisho showed surprise, Weston's figure flashed in an instant.

Whoosh!

Kisho Arima closed his eyes and said calmly, "The third form."

Quinke's Narugami's pincer-like second form changed again, but this time it was mainly in the form of a blade.Arima Kisho turned around quickly, and stabbed at the place behind without any muddle.

Almost at the moment when a gust of wind blew, and accompanied by the blade-shaped Kazuko that struck, the two encountered directly.

puff!

A sword, blood soared out.

Kisho Arima grunted, a ray of scarlet overflowing from the corner of his mouth.He lowered his head and looked at his abdomen, and said calmly: "Sure enough, you are still a step behind? But, you were the one who lost, Asura."

He stared at Weston who appeared in front of him, the weapons of both were inserted into each other's body at the same time.

The third form of the blade-shaped Kazuko and Naruto, one pierced the abdomen, and the other is the pierced heart position.

Weston's expression was also very calm, his self-healing ability would not be fatal if his heart was pierced.He glanced at Arima Kisho's position, then looked up at the surrounding environment with thoughtful eyes.

"Are you wondering?" Kisho Arima whispered, "That's right, here is a terrain surrounded by iron pillars, so according to the number of iron pillars, there are only sixteen directions you can move. No matter you The speed is so fast, and the trajectory of the movement is nothing more than a few positions in this narrow space. So as long as I stand at the back of the iron pillar and on both sides of the iron pillar. If I need to focus on defense, Just in front of you."

"

There was a smile on the corner of Weston's mouth: "It seems that you deliberately designed this venue."

"Don't get me wrong, the terrain here was not intentionally chosen for you. The reason why I guard here is that there is a way to deal with you just by chance. No, it should be said that I have seen through your attack routine." Kisho Arima frowned Said.

The speed of the opponent makes the CCG people feel desperate... But in fact, the essence of this guy's fighting is just to force the opponent into a state of looking around all the time during the battle to disperse energy. Be wary of attacks coming from all directions. When fighting with his speed, his reaction in an instant is enough to make the opponent feel rushed and passive.

In football shooting terms, Weston's attack is the kind of shot that uses feints to distract the goalkeeper.

When the goalkeeper focuses all his energy on the opponent's kick, whether to shoot from the left or from the right, what Arima Kisho does is to directly judge this point as one side.When the goalkeeper knows that the shot is from the left, then the energy scattered to the right can be fully invested in the left.

The role of those iron pillars is only to limit the direction of his displacement...

Simple, yet useful in the moment.

"Use my speed to attack, and pierce my heart with wounds... I always feel that my moves have been stolen by you." Weston stared at him weakly and laughed: "However, what you said before is comparable Now it's not equal at all, obviously because I am a ghoul, I dare to exchange injuries for injuries like this. Slight injuries for serious injuries...It is indeed a good strategy. But have you considered the self-healing ability of ghouls?"

Kisho Arima pushed his glasses expressionlessly: "Don't worry, I've already applied the inhibitor to the metal part of Quinker."

"Well, inhibitors... no wonder I feel so slow to recover."

"You can only howl now, and finally die like a human being." Kisho Arima said, pulling out Narugami in the third form.

All that's left is that woman and the Unkillable Owl on the ground...

Kisho Arima thought so.

until--

The drawn sword and its tip no longer existed, only the dissolved and absorbed ashes made his face change rapidly.

The 'weak' Weston opened his hand and turned it into a knife, piercing his throat with one hand.

puff!

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A trace of blood stained Weston's fingers, Arima Kisho knelt on the ground half-kneeling while clutching his throat, and immediately jumped back a distance at the moment Weston was about to attack again.

"Leave me!"

Taking advantage of Kisho Arima who was in the 'sick cat' stage, Weston continued to attack unrelentingly.Weston's kick and the blade-shaped Kazuko attacked at the same time, cutting off Arima Kishou's arm holding Narugami's broken handle with one blow, and swept across at the same time.

Kisho Arima hastily erected the 'Owl' lance in his other hand to block the front, and there was a 'clang' sound, and sparks flew out.In mid-air, there was a confrontation filled with sparks, and the clanging symphony sounded continuously in this area, until Kisho Arima was cornered, no longer chose to defend, and stabbed with a spear.

Boom!

The blade-shaped knuckle in Weston's hand broke into two halves, and the tip of the spear pierced his heart again, and then pulled back instantly to prevent Weston from absorbing it.

"I can't let you go at a time like this." Weston grinned grimly, enduring the sharp pain in his heart, grabbed the opponent's Quinke 'Owl', and lifted it to cover Kisho Arima's abdomen , hit the rusted iron plate.At this moment, he did not intend to relax, no, it should be said that now is the best opportunity to kill the opponent, and he must not miss it.

Even if it is possible to die even if you try hard, you should kill the opponent desperately at this moment.Because—there is no better opportunity than this moment.

Knowing this well, Weston held the broken handle in his hand and let the 'Owl' penetrate from his back and burst out blood, like a bloody ghost, the broken handle inserted into Kisho Arima's chest , swipe horizontally.

puff!

The ferocious bloody mouth was printed in Weston's sight, and a large amount of blood was sprayed on Weston's face.

Here, all the madness in less than a minute, everything stopped...

"Uh—" Kisho Arima froze.

"This is the end, Kisho Arima." Weston grabbed the 'Owl' that penetrated his body on his chest, and frowned. The weapon was destroyed by him last time, and there was no need for it to appear again.With both hands, he directly broke the gun body into two halves.

Arima Kisho: "..."

Goop!

Sitting slumped on the ground, Arima Ki finally continued to spill blood.Even the eyes under the glasses were covered with a layer of haze.

Are you careless?Mistake? ...the distance from death is gradually approaching, and at this moment there is only a feeling of relief...