The Reincarnator Fails Miserably

"Respond to all changes with the same strategy! The best strategy is the best strategy!" Su Bai said proudly: "I am well versed in the art of war, babe, just remember that the strategy of the art of war in this world needs to be relaxed and tightened. , one advance and one retreat, in the final analysis, conspiracy is not as good as a conspiracy, to suppress others is the best way... The main thing is that we do not have the upper hand, there is no advantage, and the other party is in the dark, we are in the open, no matter what, we have to go in and fuck his mother Therefore, no strategy, no plan, no plan... Even if Lelouch is called to lift the floor and the table, it cannot be used as a bargaining chip."

He said: "Since this is the case, we don't need to think too much about it. We don't plan to fight them to the death here. We just go in and make expressions, ask questions, and if the situation permits, we can also make a few flirty words...Improve the opponent. Talking about the anger of the other party will collapse the mentality of the other party, and naturally lower their IQ, this is the higher level of the Chinese Art of War—psychological tactics!"

Ba Yuqian's eyes lit up, and he said sincerely, "My husband's words will be kept in my heart! It seems that I just broke into the dragon's lake and tiger's lair recklessly, but in fact, I have thought it through carefully!"

Ba Yuqian believed it, easily believed it.

It seems a little silly and easy to fool around, as if the IQ drop caused by sex depriving the brain of nutrition.

But it's not like that. The aura of admiration and psychology, coupled with the wife's instinctive maintenance of her husband, prevented her from delving into it. She only knew the fact that 'the husband is right', and nothing else was important.

This is not stupidity, but a kind of wisdom. Only a woman of Hui Xinlan's quality can protect her lover in this way.

Ba Yuqian knew very well that since Su Bai planned to risk himself, it was pointless for her to stop him. He had to confront the sorcerer face to face for his own sake, so she had to be by his side and be a quiet and good woman.

...Stop talking, add some lemon juice to this cup of coffee.

After talking about Ba Yuqian's thoughts, let's talk about Su Bai's thoughts. In fact, he simply gave up thinking, and just talked about his own people with a few words... There is no such thing as tactics or non-tactics. To put it simply, just one sentence— - something happened, the wind was blowing.

Naturally, it's not completely ignorant. The other party deliberately forbears not to choose to slaughter the city. It may be that he doesn't intend to expose the heroic swordsman directly. He must conceal his identity. The hatred, but it has been intentionally not aroused until now, there must be some purpose behind it, and it is not enough to turn your face right now.

Only now did Su Bai have some confidence that he could retreat completely. Otherwise, facing four heroic swordsmen and a sorcerer who didn't know how strong or weak, he might overturn. Li... There is a price to pay.

He sorted out his mood, stepped into the Katori Shrine, and stepped into the path of worship.

The moment I stepped into this world, I felt as if I had stepped into another time and space, and came to a different world. The sky suddenly became dark and dark, and the blood moon hung high, just like a scene of changing the sky.

"Sure enough, this place has been reduced to a nest in the backyard. Should I be glad that I didn't come across a lot of hatching alien eggs when I walked in? At least the scenery here is better than that of the Blood Temple." Su Bai pinched his nose: "That's it. Taste, it's refreshing...it's like canned herring and boiled durian at the same time."

"I didn't smell it." Qianye sniffed the air: "I didn't notice anything other than a lot of resentment. Is there a smell? Could it be because I haven't showered for more than a day?"

"I didn't have it yesterday..." Bayuqian weakly raised his hand: "But I have used flames to cleanse it, so there shouldn't be any."

"You are the Crimson World Demon God?" Su Bai showed a surprised expression for a moment, and then shook his head: "It's not because of you, it may be because my soul power is more sensitive, and this negative emotion is directly expressed through the five senses..."

It is obvious that the soul has become incomplete and has become mentally retarded, but I don’t know why the soul power has increased rapidly recently. It is strengthening, imperceptibly improving, constantly increasing his training and learning efficiency, and even the flash of comprehension of the realm comes faster.

Today's soul power has increased to a certain extent, and the current concentration can already lift some heavy objects in the air, but the soul power is still weak, and it will collapse on its own when it touches a stronger existence.

Soul power...Su Bai doesn't really care about this extra boost. It is true that it can bring good auxiliary effects in many aspects, can speed up the efficiency of cultivation, and improve the effect, but it can hardly get any direct help in combat. He can't win the game in one fell swoop, he prefers to smash the dog's head with his fist, and the wind of the fist directly flattens the troposphere, and the violence is straightforward and effective.

After changing various combat modes, Su Bai prefers to be neat and neat, rather than delicate and small.

"No matter how much soul power grows, it's just an attribute, and it's not the right way." Su Bai thought so, and didn't intend to put effort into this way.

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At this time, in the territory of Katori Shrine, a group of troublemakers are having a meeting.

The villain also needs to hold a meeting. After all, it is a group, and such collective activities are always indispensable. No matter whether the heroic spirits and swordsmen like it or not, they must be compelled to attend.

"Hey, I didn't expect Yinshun from Tangtang Baozangyuan to be so unbearable. He was killed as soon as he said he was killed. It's a bit of a waste of emotion." Caster said, "It's such a pity. Slaughtering thousands of people, maybe killing Red Eyes will kill them into the city... It turns out that less than a hundred lives were lost and it ended so easily, which is really disappointing."

"In the final analysis, this is also because of your wrong ritual that led to this result. Heroic swordsmen are immortal, so how could they be killed by mere humans?" Saber looked at the demon monk contemptuously: "Your demon Is the technique reliable or not?"

"My little monk did his best." Caster spread his hands: "What else should I do? Your Excellency thinks it's okay, so you go?"

"Don't be impatient." The sorcerer said: "Saber, caster... No matter how much you quarrel, the result has become a fact. The fact that the Holy Grail War was promoted has not changed. Even though Lancer is dead, his soul is still alive It has also become the cornerstone of our plan, which is enough to pave the way for part of the disgusting soil, and it is not a waste of effort."

"It's not enough just like this?" Caster said pointedly: "But it's not enough to have only a few heroic spirits' souls, you must continue to kill, keep killing, and fill the ceremony with hatred and disgust, otherwise It’s not enough to meet the condition of coming from disgusting filthy soil.”

It snickered as it spoke, its carnivore-like voice was extremely unpleasant, and it sounded like an extremely vicious bastard.

"...Hmph, nonsense." Saber snorted coldly: "Do you still need to say it?"

"Of course." The sorcerer nodded: "Even if the heroic swordsman who has been implanted with the killing karma knows that he will be damaged, he can't stop the impulse to kill. Well, go ahead and kill to your heart's content, turning this world into disgusting and filthy soil, this is my revenge against this cruel world."

The voice of the sorcerer sometimes sounded gentle and sometimes violent, with the humility and affinity of a superior, but also desperate madness.

At this time, a lazy voice suddenly came, and a young man came from the attic below. He had an aura that was incompatible with this group of people, like a farmer's ruffian and a rogue's uninhibited, wearing loose clothes that were not luxurious, with his back on his back. Generally speaking, even a Nodachi would be placed on the waist, but this knife is too long and can only be placed on the back.

"Oh, there should be a limit to the gloomy aura... It's really unlucky to say these words in broad daylight, can't you open the window to get some fresh air? It's like seeing a demon that has been purified by sunlight." Lazy young man said.

"Who are you?" Zhonghe Hell said coldly: "This is a place where demons, heretics, ghosts and sprites gather. Don't you think this is a shrine and Buddhist hall where eminent monks gather? A man from Xialiba who smells like mud all over his body dares to swagger Break into this place."

"Hey, you are really sharp-eyed. I used to be a vegetable farmer, and I didn't do such things as picking dung and watering vegetables..." The young man clasped his hands behind his head: "It's a bit abrupt, gentlemen, Not to mention this non-human ghost...the others seem to have warriors, such a scene is indeed not suitable for an old farmer like me to come in, and I am only suitable for watching the humble work of the gate, chopping swallows and so on .”

Saber glanced at him and commented: "The strength is not bad, it can be seen that he is a Noma swordsman... But he is only a human being, it is not suitable to enter this kind of place, this is not a place for you as a living person to enter, retreat .”

"This is the bodyguard I chose...you don't need to make things difficult for him." The sorcerer said lightly, "It's just a homeless man picked up from Changlu Mountain. Seeing that he was about to starve to death, he gave him a few mouthfuls of food. Taking advantage of the situation, I kept it by my side and used it as a bodyguard... Since I am a rough person who doesn't mind the death of others, I won't do bad things, even this flesh and blood is useful as a human shield."

"Hahaha, what you said is very true." The young man stroked his blue hair, laughed loudly and did not refute.

"What a spineless man." Zhonghe Hell lost interest after looking at it: "Since you are a bodyguard, we will not make things difficult for you, I hope you can play a role, at least you must have the courage to sacrifice yourself when facing the blade To the white blade."

"So, what's the matter with you breaking in suddenly, didn't you order to watch the door outside?" The sorcerer's tone was a little unhappy.

"This, it's because..." The young man turned his head and said, "Someone broke in. I didn't stop him. I'm afraid he's already here..."

"What?" As soon as the sorcerer finished speaking, all the heroic spirits and swordsmen looked around one after another. There was a glow in the darkness, like a mirage, and the light and shadow overlapped.

Twenty steps away from the magician, a handsome man stood there, immediately attracting the attention of many heroic spirits.

"Impossible! When did it come!"

"I didn't even notice the breath..."

"The other party showed up on his own initiative, hey, he is so confident and bold."