How can my daily life of youth be a reincarnation game?

Soul energy. Release.

Yuki decisively increased his power, and the Demon Heart released energy visible to the naked eye, making him look like a rising red moon.

The mental resistance was higher, exceeding the limit of hypnosis, making Yuki only feel that his body was a little heavier, but it did not delay his attack.

'There are other cards besides intelligence, but it's not enough.'

He twisted the sword, fused the external energy into the sword body, and blasted it out along with the high-speed rotating chainsaw.

Storm Moon Ring.

There was no defense against mental attacks, and as they continued to shine, the moon ring flew out into the air and quickly filled the boy's field of vision.

Is this a ranged skill? He hasn't used his full strength yet?

Thoughts solidified along with the fishy wind, and the moon ring pierced through the body from the middle of the head, leaving a long and narrow mark on the bridge surface.

"Kanei!" Zhe Ren watched his teammates being hit, and saw the pair of golden eyes turn to him, leaving the last message in the world:

run.

The next moment, the thin man with glasses had turned into a pile of minced meat, and the philosopher who received the message did not get what he wished.

The purple-haired boy couldn't run away. The idiot didn't know how to think. When Jin Jing turned around to counterattack, he had already pounced on him. Unexpectedly, he died before his teammate could use his ultimate move.

In the light white mist, the boy's heart almost stopped beating. He looked up and saw a red moon hanging on the top of the bridge.

Screaming, silent, uncontrollable——

Falling towards oneself.

PS: My computer is broken, woohoo, this is my saved draft.

Interlude 5: Chapter But I'm Stronger (K)

The bridge surface turned into a slaughterhouse. On the east side, the golden well was cut into two even halves, and the cut wound was like the golden ratio.

About ten meters away from him, the muscular man died even more miserably. He was almost cut into pieces. His head was wide open and his eyes were full of confusion.

The two of them were indeed unlucky. They just came out to deliver a message and stepped into a deadly trap. To be honest, their qualities were quite good. Not only did they run decisively, they also thought about counterattacking in the end.

"You deserve to die because you were plotted against by him and me."

Yuki was standing nearby and wasn't too surprised.

The combat system for players of this level has not yet been formed, so it is great to have one or two special moves. Most of the time, victory still depends on teamwork and unexpected moves.

"Is the battle between players a battle of intelligence?"

Yuki muttered to himself silently, this was Ayanokouji Kiyotaka's test, and also his own experiment.

Free from the interference of the dungeon, we fought with the players with all our strength. After two short and fierce battles, we gained a lot.

First, intelligence is extremely important. It is precisely because he obtained the enemy's information in advance that he dared to deal with it in a simple and rough manner.

Second, player qualifications do not represent combat effectiveness. An S-level evaluation copy is at least equivalent to two of their tasks, so the gap between players will widen over time.

Third, no player should be underestimated. For example, the philosopher has a trump card that exceeds the information. It’s a pity that I prepared redundancy in advance and didn’t have time to use it.

Fourth, hunting players brings the greatest rewards, especially for me.

"I have to fight hard even though I have done it with all my heart. I am like a pig."

Yuki snorted coldly and looked around at the light morning mist. He had now blocked the bridge, but he had not yet completely won.

The time limit for random tasks is limited, and it would be quite troublesome if the Smoker hides and leaks the information.

"I hope I didn't scare him, otherwise I'll have to spend some time trying to find it."

The red light in Yuki's eyes faded. The battle just now was short and fierce, and it was obvious that a lot of the red energy was consumed.

Rest first, then go find someone, oh, and collect the loot first.

He walked towards the center of the bridge, and saw a broken arm holding a sheep-head hammer. This chaos item seemed to have restrictions on its use. The philosopher did not release a single shock wave at the last moment.

"But I didn't see any obvious side effects. It should be a very good chaos item."

Yuki bent down, and the moment he touched the sheep-head hammer, information automatically emerged in his mind.

[Chaos Item: Impact Hammer (Chaos Level)]

[When the hammer touches an object, it will release a shock wave. The strength varies with the swinger's hitting power. The number of uses is 1/10. The cooling time is...]

boom!

The whispering had not yet ended, but Yuki, who was holding the hammer handle, had already struck hard, as if he could not wait to experiment.

An obvious shock wave spread under the feet, shaking away the diffuse white mist, and less than half a meter behind him, a sharp spike made of smoke rolled back.

"It seems I don't need to come to you, Smoker." Yuki slowly straightened his back, shook his painful hands, and shook his head with a little regret: "You should be more aggressive, this attack is far from enough."

Looking up, the thin morning mist had turned pitch dark. The entire bridge was looming, and even the steel cables were hidden in the mist.

"Sure enough, you already knew what my ability is."

The mist trembled slightly, and sounds came from all directions as if resonating.

The Smoker had arrived a long time ago, but was still a step too late. He didn't have time to help the two desperate people, so he chose to observe from afar and collect intelligence.

Yuki deliberately exposed a flaw, but he was not stupid and did not take the bait directly.

"Well, a very strange ability. Smokey Smokey, the evil ghost in the smoke, can actually split his body in the mist." Yuki was a little amazed. Sure enough, after passing four copies with an A-level evaluation or above, the system of ordinary players was formed.

He could see shadows moving in the mist, like parts of a body, this was the real deal, in a way more powerful than the tyrant.

A powerful assassin is invincible in the ruins of the city, so the third step of the plan is to set up a battlefield, at least on an open bridge, which is more advantageous for him.

From the moment I killed the red-haired woman, the plan went on like clockwork, intercepting the young man, forcing out the smoker, and the next step was to make him fight me here.

The Smoker was not nervous when his true nature was discovered through the fog. That was why he took the initiative to attack since he couldn't hide anyway.

"You killed her with these eyes?"

"No, that woman used optical invisibility, I couldn't actually see her." Yuki explained like a villain, and suddenly shrugged, "I just wanted to meet a player, and I was sure to meet him."

Skills like causality...

The split mouth licked its lips, which answered the smoker's doubts. It turned out that it was not as simple as bad luck.

Not only is there no hand, but even the coincidence of the initial meeting of the three parties is the result of the law of causality. No wonder everyone is so confused. In this case, there is no need to retreat back to the city.

If you want to retreat, you have to pay a price. Since you will meet him no matter how you hide, you might as well fight for your life now while you are at your peak.

"You're not even a student there."

Standing in the fog, Yuki looked up and around, a sinister smile on his lips. Seeing the shadows spinning around him faster, he knew that the Smoker had made his choice.

“Does my identity matter?”

"It doesn't matter, because I will leave a breath for you, and then you can tell it yourself!"

Before he finished his words, the fog surged, and a huge sword made purely of white fog slashed down head-on. Yuki rolled out instantly, glancing behind him.

boom--

It looked light, but it cut a half-meter-deep gap in the concrete road. Just as he stood up, a thin and sharp spike stabbed him from behind.

Ding.

Although it was clearly gas, it produced bright sparks when rubbing against the surface of the chainsaw sword. Yuki jumped on the spot, letting the surging mist pass under his feet, and then held the sword with both hands.

Physical strengthening. Cutting power.

boom!

After a heavy chop, the spikes were shattered by him, and his scarlet eyes moved around, seeing two other shadows converging towards him.

'After the hands come the legs?'

After all, it is gas, and its strength is actually not that great, but this skill is very strange. It is equivalent to opening an inherent barrier and using various parts of the body to control the mist attack.

Even among veteran players, this guy is considered strong, and is more difficult to deal with than the Tyrant anyway.

"But this time, I just want to challenge my own limits."

With his toes touching the ground, Yuki started running wildly. A swishing sound came from behind him. Giant feet made of white mist kicked on the bridge surface, causing the railings on both sides to twist instantly.

In the mist, he moved only slightly slower than me, and he kept his lock on me.

Yuki could see the shadow coming around, so he leaped up, stepped onto the steel cable, and climbed up as if it were flat ground. He ignored the mist blades slashing at him from both sides and swung his greatsword to the side and above.

The external scarlet energy formed a thin beam of light and shot out. Yuki saw the small shadow dodge, and the mist knife suddenly passed over his head.

"So it split its eyes and stared at me, then attacked with other parts of its body. This is also a unique skill."

Yuki counted silently in his mind and saw five shadows, which must be the hands, legs and eyes.

This skill has obviously not been fully developed. If in the later stage, even a tooth can control the thick fog, even the Iron Man will be ground to pieces.

If that's the case, how dare I fight you?

The blades made of white mist came one after another, and the small shadow hid farther away. Yuki on the steel cable spread out his right hand and drew out the nameless long sword.

Strengthen magic. Maximum load.

This time he did not dodge. Sword in hand, he rushed up the sling and faced the attack head-on.

cut!

The long sword against the fog sword, the latter is also composed of energy, which just makes use of the characteristic of the nameless long sword to cut off energy. With the enhanced cutting force, the power has exceeded the carrying limit of the fog.

Swish swish swish.

He swung his sword hard, bursting the condensed fog. When the fog dispersed, visibility was so low that you couldn't see your hand in front of you, but Yuki didn't need to use his naked eyes to observe, he kicked his legs hard.

The ropes began to tremble with a rattling sound, and Yuki flew straight to the saddle as if flying close to the ground, with a shadow on top of it.

Where does this fog come from?

"Of course it came out of his mouth!"

The outward-emitting energy formed a half moon, slashing forward across more than ten meters, forcing all the shadows to retract, and the white fog was as thick as a thick wall.

woo-

The two energies collided, and the Half Moon kept slowing down. The Smoker's head took the opportunity to retreat, his mouth open, feeling a little tricky.

Those eyes are really annoying. They almost ruined half of my abilities.

No less than five players died at his hands. Even those with skills like intuition would be slowly worn down by him through the thick fog.

The most important thing for an assassin is the disguise, but this guy is so good that he can't be blocked by the thick fog. What is in his eyes? The soul?

'No wonder he dared to provoke a fight. This ability is quite restraining to me, and I can't break my body into smaller pieces.'

The limit now is to remove the eyes, so the head is moving backwards but still has a bird's-eye view and is not too overwhelming.

Yuki mounted the saddle like a mad dog and chased after him without stopping for a moment. While chasing, he also released "sword energy", forcing the smoker to constantly control his head to dodge or control his limbs to block.

The brain has not been split yet, even with a bird's-eye view, turning the battle into an RTS game, multi-line operations gradually become a bit of a loss of focus.

What's even more terrible is that Yuki is faster than him. If they fight in close combat, the pace will be even faster and there's no way he can control it.

"No matter what, don't let him get close."

Yuki saw a larger shadow flying towards him. Without a doubt, it was the torso of the Smoker. A strong curiosity flashed in his eyes.

The reincarnation game is so interesting. There are so many strange skills and characteristics hidden in it. He never thought that someone could cut himself into five pieces and control each part to fight.

Legs, hands, torso, head, eyes, this is obviously a whole skill tree, weird and powerful.

"What abilities would the largest torso have?"

As he fought, he became more curious and soon got the answer.

The torso came towards him, rolling up a large cloud of thick fog. It was not a sword or a spear, but an entire thick wall of fog.

It turns out to be a shield, no, more than just a shield.