Academy City's Puppet Master

At this time, the injuries on his body had recovered to seven or eighty-eight.

Ling Xingye looked down at the dilapidated clothes that were still stained with blood and dust, and grabbed the hem of the clothes and shook them vigorously.

There was a soft bang, and a layer of dust was shaken from the clothes.

When the dust settled, the clothes on my body were brand new, undamaged? Clean and tidy? Just like when I just went out.

Stepping forward, Ling Xingye raised his hand and hooked his fingers again.

The silk thread trembled twice, and the sprite appeared quietly like a ghost, following behind him like a loyal bodyguard.

"Let's go," Ling Xingye talked to Monster like a person, "It's time to finish meeting the senior brother."

The Realm in the Pot is the highest and strongest ability of the silver puppeteer, and only the puppet master who has mastered the Realm in the Pot can be given the name "Silver".

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The Realm in the Pot is the embodiment of the puppet master's mental image.

The spirit, will, belief, and pursuit refine, condense, and sublimate all of these? Finally, they are projected into the real world.

Use the puppeteer's personal self-cognition to influence and distort the real world.

In the end, "Juzhongjie" was born.

And Ling Xingye's mental image? The root of what he pursues is

"The same daily routine." When Ling Xingye came to the center of the city, he saw the elder brother who was sitting bored on the edge of the flower bed.

"Are you finally willing to come out?" Ling Changyun smiled helplessly, just like when he was in Ling's class? When he had to go out to play with his juniors and younger sisters.

"Because it took a little time to heal." Ling Xingye said.

"Is it an exaggeration? An injury of that degree has healed so quickly. Even with the blood of silver, it's beyond the norm, right?"

The two exchanged sentences as if they were chatting normally.

"It also has the effect of this field." Ling Xingye pointed to the city around him, "The mental image I projected into the pot in the world is an unchanging daily life."

"Unchanged?" Ling Changyun was thoughtful, "The blood of silver has the effect of resisting aging and healing injuries. Its essence is to resist changes and remain unchanged. So, your mental image has strengthened this nature?"

"That's right." Ling Xingye nodded, "As you tried just now, big brother, no matter how much you destroy the city and these automatic puppets, they will eventually return to their original state. Because the original state is the daily life of the city, A daily life that cannot be changed.”

"Interesting feature. That's why you became the leader of the underworld, and this is also to better protect the daily life of Academy City?"

"Looking back now, I did have such considerations at the beginning."

"That's why you object to me being the class leader of the Ling family, because Lu Xuyang is already the new class leader?"

"Maybe," Ling Xingye frowned, "but I really don't think you are suitable to be the class leader, Senior Brother."

"Oh, dare to refute me directly, Chang Ye, you have grown up."

"Thank you for the compliment."

"It's amazing, Long Night, you really broke my expectations of you time and time again."

"Thank you for the compliment."

During the conversation, the atmosphere between the two became more and more dignified.

"In that case, I won't underestimate you anymore." Ling Changyun had already stood up, "No one can convince anyone. Then stop talking nonsense, let's fight!"

Not to be outdone, Ling Xingye also took a step forward: "It's exactly what I want, come on!"

After all, Ling Xingye immediately launched a very active attack, and the sprites galloped away like a gust of wind.

Yun Ji went head-on, but at the moment the two came into contact, she was attacked extremely ferociously by a sprite.

Ling Changyun was not even given the chance to use "homogeneous gathering".Sprites launched a fierce attack with an extremely oppressive offensive.

Yunji retreated steadily, and her clothes were torn, her armor was damaged, and her limbs were broken.

Ling Changyun looked at the other side in surprise, just now and now, Ling Xingye's sprites are completely different!

Moreover, while manipulating the sprites to attack, Ling Xingye himself also launched an attack.

It was very difficult for Ling Changyun to cope.

"Admit defeat, Ling Changyun." The monster who had moved behind said suddenly, "You have no chance of winning."

Ling Changyun looked back, and then turned to look at Ling Xingye in front of him, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Let me introduce myself," said the demon behind him, "I'm Ling Qianji, nice to meet you, big brother."

On the other side, Ling Xingye smiled without saying a word, and continued to attack the elder brother Ling Changyun with a flying blade.

===Chapter Five Hundred and Eighty-nine The Cloud Breaks and the Sky Clears===

In the nameless city, the automatic puppets are like hardworking worker ants, working hard, cleaning up the ruins and repairing the collapsed buildings.

Dissociated outside this construction scene are four figures moving at high speed and constantly confronting each other.

The four figures passed by alternately, colliding with each other from time to time, causing shock waves to shake the ground.

From time to time, silk threads shot out, cutting open the building and cutting across the ground; sometimes a figure flew out backwards, collapsing the building under construction again.

The two puppet masters and two puppet avatars became the center of the hurricane, raging through the city.

"Ling Qianji? Are you kidding me?" Ling Changyun used both hands and feet, while manipulating Yunji, while kicking Ling Xingye in a series of kicks, "Ventriloquism and puppet dance are the basic skills of pulling silk, who of us can't? You Who are you fooling?"

"You really think so?" Ling Xingye interlaced his hands, weaving a network of silk threads between his fingers, and cut to each other.

The sprites attacked Yunji back in a row, turned around and attacked Ling Changyun.

"You just don't want to admit it," Ling Qianji said unceremoniously, "Thousands of machines are changing, the sun and the moon are flying in the sky - I am the orthodox inheritance of the Ling family class!"

The front and rear pincers made Ling Changyun flustered for a while, and hurriedly used the "homogeneous gathering" to control the mass, slowing down the movements of Ling Xingye and Ling Xingye, and then escaped the siege and regained momentum.

"Tsk, damn it!" Ling Changyun couldn't help cursing.

His "homogeneous gathering" effect is getting weaker and weaker, and he can no longer directly "move mountains" to suppress Ling Xingye as he did at the beginning.

"Are you surprised?" Ling Xingye said, "My heart is like 'everyday'. As long as I am in this city, everything must tend to the 'everyday' I judge."

Sprite continued: "And your ability to tamper with the quality of matter is obviously outside the scope of daily life."

"Is it the domain effect of the realm in the pot?" Ling Changyun looked stern, but did not show any weakness, "In other words, this is the domain that restrains all 'abnormalities'?"

"It can also be understood that way."

——Of course, it's still far from Kamijou Touma's "Fantasy Killer".

Ling Xingye added in his mind.

"Let me also tell you a piece of common sense, junior brother." Ling Changyun said, "Whether it is the realm in the pot, or the Fangcun Mountain in Yanshi? The influence and erosion of the realm are mutual!"

After all, he suddenly raised his hand and pressed down, and Yunji rose into the air, opening her arms.

At the same time, over the city, the clouds gathered, and the terrifying pressure hit again.

The first to be affected were the surrounding automatic puppets, who staggered one by one? They were even crushed by the building materials they were carrying.

Ling Xingye also felt his body sinking? His feet were attracted to the ground like magnets.

"It's the same trick again, to be honest, I'm tired of watching it." Ling Xingye mocked.

"Hmph, as long as it works!"

Ling Changyun was about to swing out the silk thread to end the battle, but suddenly found that he couldn't move his body either.

As soon as I exerted force, I felt a pain in my wrist, and bright red blood oozed from my wrist.

He stopped all movements immediately, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a slender silk thread being wrapped around his wrist.

Immediately afterwards, he found the same thread in other parts of the body.

The silk thread is tight? It extends towards the back.

In front of him, Ling Xingye was empty-handed and looked at himself playfully.

Behind him... is the puppet sprite—the guy who called himself "Ling Qianji".

"I've said it all, don't ignore me." Ling Qianji's voice came from behind. "Compared to the 'fake' over there, I'm the enemy you should pay more attention to, right?"

"How is it possible?" Ling Changyun's face was full of disbelief. As a puppet master, the most unlikely? And the most shameful end is to be treated as a puppet and controlled with silk threads.

Ling Changyun never thought that with his own strength, he would fall to such a point.

"How is it impossible? I'm Ling Qianji!"

Ling Qianji's sudden attack destroyed Ling Changyun's long-prepared attack in one fell swoop.

Ling Changyun gave up the attack and turned to use the bone shrinking skill, cruelly scraping his skin and muscles, and a "golden cicada escaped its shell" escaped from the shackles of the silk thread.

After that, he gave up the idea of ​​winning by "homogeneous gathering" and devoted himself to manipulating puppets.

The fierce battle started again.

The two sides came from the same school, and fought all the way today. They already know each other well, so it is difficult to tell the winner through pure puppetry.

Because of this, Ling Changyun found a way to win—that's how, relying on the puppet technique, he defeated Ling Xingye in an upright manner.

This seemingly straightforward method is the most in line with his "daily life".

Moreover, the ending of "the elder brother beat the younger brother" is also in line with Ling Xingye's daily life.

The only exception is Ling Qianji.

Ling Qianji, possessed by a puppet and monster, brought a huge impact to Ling Changyun.He had to trust his self-introduction and be extra wary of it.

Puppet to puppet, puppeteer to puppeteer.

Ling Xingye and Ling Changyun swung silk-thread flying blades at each other, slashing across the air.

"...Sister Yao once said that I was born with silver." Ling Xingye said while typing, "I didn't understand it at the time, but now I understand—she refers to Ling Qianji!"

"'Ling Xingye' is just a shell, a shell that wraps 'Thousand Machines'. As he said just now, I am the fake."

"But your luck is really good," Ling Qianji continued, "I met Hitomi Shiranui, who has the ability of 'memory construction'. Because of her ability, you have strengthened your self-will, and even built your personality in the form of a memory palace." An anchor point. Instead, it seals me firmly under the shell!"

"I kept my will," Ling Xingye said, "Therefore, I have two personalities in my brain—I, Ling Xingye, and Ling Qianji."

"Because he is the hostile host, so I can only stay on the puppet." Ling Qianji said, "It's not the main body, so I can only make do with it. Fortunately, the puppet's body is much stronger, and its strength has to be improved a lot."