Hunter: I'm Really Not a Mind Remover Chapter 429

   Converge all the power of thought in an instant, even the momentum.

   offensive intent,

  The sharp black knife,

  The thoughts flowing on the body surface...

  Everything is restrained for a moment, and revealed for a moment.

  During this process of change, swords rise and fall...

   In this way, when time almost stopped, the rapier in Fei Tan's hand was easily cut.

  In itself, the most vulnerable moment is when the psychic is in the state of "absolute", so it is impossible to suddenly use "absolute" in offense and defense.

  That would undoubtedly put him at risk of dying at any time.

  But this extremely risky approach seems to be the condition for Moyou to make a knife.

   tick, tick—

  Blood flowed from the cut on Feitan's cheek and dripped onto the ground.

   Didn't pay attention to the wound on his face, Feitan especially struggled to suppress the shock in his heart.

  Although I really don't want to admit it, but the knife just now—

   For a moment, Fei Tan had the idea of ​​abandoning his sword.

  Ke Feitan quickly adjusted his mentality, calmed his breath a little, raised the broken sword across his chin, and gently pressed the index finger of the other hand against the broken edge of the thin sword.

  As a person who likes to torture others, Fei Tan's heart is cold and hard.

  No matter how the cowardice and fear deep in human nature bloom in front of his eyes, he is as indifferent as if he is watching how an ant is dismembered into dozens of segments, without any touch or reaction in his heart.

  However, Feitan's extreme personality is actually like a spring that keeps tightening...

  Once the critical point is reached, it will change from a calm interior that will not be touched by anything to an extreme appearance that wants to burn everything up.

   Feitan looked at Moyou with cold eyes.

  He is not convinced.

  Moyou turned around and also looked at Feitan.

   To be more precise, he was looking at the knife wound on Feitan's cheek.

  A strand of black hyphae is spreading out from the wound, but the speed of spreading is very slow.

   This shows that after breaking the sword, Fei Tan calmed down quickly and kept himself in a relatively calm state.

   This was a bit beyond Moyou's expectation.

   He also thought that the severing of the rapier would make Fei Tan panic, so as to shorten the mycelial growth time of "Mirror Flower and Water Moon".

  But he didn't expect Feitan to calm down so quickly.

   "It doesn't matter, it just allows me to find my feelings again."

   Moyou looked calm and whispered in his heart.

   Immediately, as before, he slowly raised the black knife, but did not take the initiative to attack.

  The insight and experience from the Hundred Styles of Avalokitesvara has brought his saber skills to a higher level.

  But it is also because of the influence brought by the Hundred Styles of Guanyin, so the form of moves has a very strong style of Hundred Styles of Guanyin.

  From "absolutely" to "fat", and then to the knife.

  This process is the prayer gesture of Baishi Guanyin in front of the palm.

  The difference between the two is that Moyou needs to take higher risks.

   After all, Moyou only has one black knife, unlike Baishi Guanyin who has multiple arms, and can combine offensive and defensive moves that can be described as infinite combinations.

  If Feitan was faster than him just now, then he does not have the super high fault tolerance rate brought by the infinite combination of moves of Baishi Guanyin.

  The most intuitive end is to be beheaded by Fei Tan with a sword.

despite this-

   Moyou has a clear mind and a smooth mind.

  Now, he is not afraid of risks, and only wants to use Feitan to stabilize this looming state.

  Fei Tan saw Moyou raising the knife, a coldness flashed across his long and narrow eyes.

  Even if the brigade loses...

  He wants to win too!

  Fei Tan shot suddenly, and his figure disappeared like a ghost.

   Its speed is so fast that it is hard to see with the naked eye.

   Moyou gripped the black knife tightly, and instantly entered the state of "absolute".

  At this moment, everything in front of me suddenly slowed down.

   He could clearly see the grains of dust in the swirling smoke, and he could also see Feitan's almost blurred black figure.

   "Heart Drop Fist Listening"

  The word appeared in Moyou's mind for no reason.

   Immediately—

  Under the state of perception brought by Avalokitesvara, Moyou's body surface surged with thought power, and the black knife that disappeared in an instant reappeared in his hand.

  Raise the knife and chop it down.

  The lingering blade of the sword cut on the trajectory of Feitan's attack.

   Fei Tan's pupils shrank sharply, intersecting with the black blade glow that came from him.

  Chick—

  A **** arrow sprayed out of nowhere in the air.

  The next moment, Fei Tan showed his figure more than ten meters behind Moyou.

  I saw a gap in the windbreaker on the side of his waist, and the bright red wound inside could be seen.

   Obviously—

  Fei Tan was defeated in the confrontation just now, and was slashed in the waist by Moyou's seemingly slow and fast knife.

  Blood gurgled from the wound on Feitan's waist, and strands of black hyphae quietly crawled out of the wound along with the blood, spreading towards the surroundings.

  Fei Tan couldn't see the black mycelium that was quietly spreading, and his eyes full of sinister intent stared at Moyou.

after all-

   What's going on?

  When he made a shot, he could clearly see Moyou closing his fine pores and entering a state of "absolute".

  At that moment, as long as the broken sword in his hand moved forward a little, he could cut Moyou's lifeline at will.

  But the sudden appearance of the power of thought, and the sudden appearance of the black knife, why can it be faster than yourself in that situation?

  The distorted senses, like hemp rope, caused Feitan to have many messy thoughts in his head.

  He could not understand this phenomenon.

   To be more precise, he has never encountered such a move.

  Moyou turned around slowly, looking at Feitan calmly.

   "It's really slow."

  He waved the black knife very casually.

  Fei Tan looked at Moyou's indifferent look, and a nameless anger suddenly surged in his heart.

  The edge of the battle circle.

  Bisji couldn't hide his surprise and looked at Moyou.

  At first, I thought Moyou was too reckless, but after seeing Moyou hurt Feitan with two knives...

   Even though she was used to seeing strong winds and waves, her heart still trembled.

   "Xindiquan listen...?"

  Moyou's expression of thought power from static to dynamic made Bi Siji aware of some signs.

  If she didn't have dementia, she almost thought it was President Netero standing there just now.

  After all, the form of thought power that is so quiet that no trace of flow can be seen, and the terrifying speed from static to dynamic...

   Bisji has only been seen on President Netero.

  Somewhere in the world.

   Dirty and noisy food stalls.

  Jin subconsciously straightened his upper body when he saw Moyou's two knives through the live broadcast.

  Kate next to her was keenly aware of her master's small movements, and couldn't help turning her head to look over.

   "Tsk..."

  Jin raised his hand against his stubble-covered chin, and his eyes were filled with strange colors.

  As the founder of the game "Greedy Island", Jin can be said to be well-informed.

  Among the huge system of mind abilities with all kinds of strange things, it is rare to be able to replicate other people's mind abilities, but it is not surprising.

  Jin knew that the mask was the key recitation tool for Moyou to use the Hundred Styles of Avalokitesvara, and he could deduce from this that this recitation device must require the full cooperation of the original ability before the effect can be perfected.

   Otherwise, it is impossible to achieve that level of reproduction and restoration.

  And judging from the phenomenon and process of the disappearance of the mask, there is a high probability that it is the same as the device made by the "Daydreamer". Not only does it have uncontrollable randomness, but it is also a one-time consumable.

so-

  Hundred-style Avalokitesvara's appearance and power may shock and inconceivable the people of the Twelve Earthly Branches.

   But on Kim's side, it's surprising and amusing at best.

   But now I see those two knives of Moyou...

  Jin realized that Moyou not only reproduced the reading ability of Baishi Guanyin with a disposable recitation tool, but also reproduced Nitero's perception of Baishi Guanyin's ability.

  Then integrate this kind of perception that may take decades to condense into the second-rate swordsmanship that can barely reach second-rate.

   This is where Kim feels magical.

   "Good guy..."

  Jin rubbed his chin and sighed in a low voice.

  Kate looked at her master's reaction, and asked a little bit disruptively:

   "Master, it seems to be a defensive counterattack technique with the precondition of 'absolute'. If you are facing more than one enemy, this move will only put yourself in danger, right?"

"Um."

   Kim didn't contradict Kate, but…

   "But this is just the 'beginning'."

"Um?"

  Kate doesn't know why.

  The competition venue.

   Anger was burning in Feitan's chest.

   "Quicker."

   "Before his 'absolute' ends..."

   While thinking about it, Fei Tan attacked Moyou again in disbelief.

  The body is still like a ghost, disappearing in place out of thin air, only bringing up an air current exuding a dangerous aura.

   Two consecutive defeats made Feitan increase his speed in the third attack.

  The emotion of anger itself can inspire stronger power of the mind.

   But the premise is not to be controlled by emotions.

  The reaction of Moyou casually saying "really slow", in Feitan's view, is a kind of contempt revealed on the surface, and the anger outlined by it has become his fuel at the moment.

   Go faster, go faster!

   Then kill him!

  With such thoughts in mind, the broken sword in Fei Tan's hand was wrapped in an indomitable momentum, and he pointed at Moyou's vital point.

   However, the result did not change.

  Chick!

  A ghostly black afterimage passed over Moyou's body, but only a **** arrow fell nearby.

  Fei Tan speeded up, but he still couldn't hit Moyou's dead line, instead, he was still slashed by Moyou with a knife, and there was a slanting knife wound in front of his chest.

   Still Not Enough—

   Not fast enough!

   Feitan was a little crazy, his facial features were slightly distorted.

  He can feel...

   As long as you go up a little faster, you can take Moyou's life.

  He didn't even look at the injury on his chest, and between the soles of his feet, he shot at Moyou like lightning.

  Chick—

  Amidst the intertwined black shadows, there was another bright bloodstain on the ground nearby.

   Feitan revealed his figure, and the windbreaker on his body had a blood-stained gap.

   It's just that in terms of injuries, it's not as serious as the previous two stabs.

  This shows that Moyou's "Position" is not as fierce as before, so the power of his moves has dropped significantly.

  Or maybe his speed-up method began to make Moyou feel powerless.

   Anyway—

  Fei Tan could clearly feel that he had touched Moyou's dead line.

   Moyou looked at Fei Tan whose aura had picked up, and said calmly, "Do you feel like an 'opportunity' has come?"

  Fei Tan didn't say a word, holding the broken sword hanging in front of his body, with the index finger of his left hand lightly touching the still sharp blade, silently accumulating the power for the next attack.

  Moyou also held the black knife horizontally in front of him, and continued: "Your feeling is right, so you should thank your companions. They worked hard and exhausted my potential energy at the cost of their lives."

  Fei Tan's pupils narrowed slightly, and he instantly understood what this so-called "opportunity" represented.

   Feitan's killing intent soared, and his figure disappeared in place.

  The next moment,

  He had already crossed a distance of more than ten meters, swung the broken sword and slashed at Moyou's carotid artery.

  Moyou's eyes were lowered, his wrist was deflected, and the black knife hit the broken sword that Fei Tanna had cut over like a stream of light.

   Clang!

   While the sparks were shooting, the energy transmitted from the black knife abruptly shook Fei Tan out.

  However, the overflowing vigor tore apart several thin and long scars on Feitan's face, and drops of blood were seen slowly oozing from the ends of the scars.

   Feitan leaped back and fell from a low altitude, with his feet on the ground, stabilizing his body.

   Immediately afterwards, Fei Tan kicked his heels to the ground vigorously. Just as he stabilized his figure, he turned into a black thunderbolt again, and attacked Moyou who was not far away with the chill of a broken sword.

  Before that, he vaguely heard what Moyou was saying.

  But he didn't care, his whole body was like a sharp sword, cutting across Moyou's body with lightning speed.

  Chick—

   Once again, figures staggered past, and a knife wound appeared on Feitan's waist and abdomen.

   After repeated speed-up attacks, it seems to be back to the original point...

   "What is 1000 minus 7?"

   After finishing another attack, Feitan finally heard what Moyou was saying.

  But he didn't understand the meaning of Moyou's sudden question.

only-

   Moyo's casual, freewheeling gesture of contempt.

   It was like a prairie fire burning his heart all the time.

   "Absolutely...will kill you...!"

  Fei Tan couldn't bear this setback, his eyes were full of killing intent as if he wanted to pull Moyu out of his bones.

  If Feitan could see the existence of black mycelium at this moment, then he would see vine-like mycelium spreading around his body.

   Feitan couldn't see it, so driven by anger and killing intent, he attacked Moyou again.

   This is his fastest attack ever!

  Time seems to be frozen at this moment...

  After Fei Tan drew out his sword, he finally had a wonderful feeling that he was about to break through the black knife.

   And when the time flow rate returns to normal.

  The half-broken rapier swept across Moyou's right shoulder, and shot a **** arrow upward with an inaudible sound.

   succeeded—

  Fei Tan passed Moyou, and the anger accumulated in his chest finally had a way to vent.

   can be next second.

   Feitan felt the pain belatedly.

  The figure was revealed, and he looked at his right hand in a little astonishment.

  I saw half of the palm was cut off, and even the half-cut sword flew forward.

   "What is 1000 minus 7?"

   At this time, Moyou didn't care about the wound on his shoulder, and withdrew the black knife casually, and asked the question again with calm eyes.

   Feitan lowered his head slightly, his face was covered with heavy clouds.

   Just vented a little anger, and it became more surging at this moment.

never mind-

   Feitan understood that he had lost completely.

  Since this is the case, let this anger vent to the fullest.

  As for the meaning of "how much is 1000 minus 7" repeated by Moyu, he is not interested.

   Anyway…

   Next, everything will be incinerated.

  What Feitan didn't know was that,

  The words Moyou said will represent his death.

   "Tch Kalu Chi..."

  Fei Tan raised his hand to wipe away the blood that flowed to the corner of his mouth, and seemed to be talking to himself in an awkward and weird language.

  Half of the palm was cut off, and even the broken sword was dropped.

   This is undoubtedly the verdict of Feitan's failure in Chiguoguo.

   But it doesn't matter anymore...

   For the current Feitan, as long as he can kill Moyu, it will be fine!

  (end of this chapter)

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