Chapter 521 A desperate move
The misfortune condensed into a majestic sea. Even if the scope was deliberately narrowed to increase the intensity, it wreaked havoc for several kilometers. Even if a cargo ship of hundreds of thousands of tons fell into it, it would be eaten away and dissolved in a few breaths.
Isidore showed no fear.
The victory of the sky and the waving halberd formed a round and self-consistent "field". It was not large and was limited to seven feet around the body. Such a field has withstood all attacks. The churning black fire and frenzied slashes made it impossible to break through.
Song Shi was like a strong man trying to break a strong bow. He held his breath and exerted his strength over and over again. The knuckles holding the bow turned white. The bow string slowly tightened and the bow bent slowly, but he wanted to break it completely. There is still distance.
The power has reached its limit.
"Yeah. There's a lot to praise."
Between Isidore's eyebrows, an inverted triangle silver pattern appeared at some point. It was a psychic skill she used to stabilize her mind. The silver inverted triangle was soaked in a layer of deep pitch black. It was continuously bombarded by such an intense [Disaster Flame]. It was obviously not without any impact, but it was also far from being completely soaked.
"Proficient in martial arts, self-contained." The halberd swept across the incoming flames, turned sideways, and steadily caught the next blow without leaving any flaws: "The will is consistent and will not be ignored by others. Move.”
"The combination of psychic skills suits oneself, complements each other in cycles, and intertwines and multiplies."
In the defensive stage, Isidore's method of wielding the halberd has not changed much. It is not a gentle way of dividing and dissolving force, nor is it an indestructible head-on attack. She just accurately captured the most appropriate moment and used the most appropriate spiritual power.
"What's better than these is that you do it yourself."
It was obviously Isidore who was at a disadvantage in the situation, but the woman showed such ease. The halberd and Yanfeng collided fiercely, and her plain voice sounded out from the cracks of broken sparks.
"Whether it's martial arts or psychic skills, even your will can be honed and tempered. But even if you give someone else the same psychic powers, they will never be able to do it for you."
It should be some kind of "comparative" psychic skill. Perhaps failure is the mother of victory. At this time, Isidore's spiritual power is still increasing little by little, chasing Song Shi who is advancing rapidly and is overtaking him.
The speed of this enhancement is not as fast or as strong as that of "self-immolation", but it is more stable.
"It is the 'Song consciousness' that governs these, rather than these making up the 'Song consciousness'."
——The peak is coming!
Song Shi had no time to pay attention to what the other party said.
After a series of blessings until now, Fu Yan's ferocity and fierceness reached a level that even he couldn't help but marvel at. If it were the battlefield against Otoro that day, in this state, I could even make the opponent not even have time to use [Natural Disaster Manifestation], and kill him head-on to ashes.
But still, we can’t win!
After this series of strengthening, the peak that I can reach is almost reached.
This kind of series of duels involves a problem of adaptation. Every time his psychic powers advance further, Isidore will first fall into a short-term disadvantage, and then instantly adapt to this new intensity of power, stabilizing the situation again.
I am getting stronger every moment, and the other party is getting more adaptable every moment.
Song Shi had no doubt that the moment he crossed the top and started going downhill. Even if the spiritual power has not been reduced much, maybe only by a small margin, the opponent can turn the battle upside down, switch positions of offense and defense, and blast himself into a place of eternal destruction in one breath.
I can feel Lu Danshu's mood a little bit.
Song Shixin said. In that fight in this life, the opponent kept suppressing me and fought with his superb boxing skills. He created an earth-shattering momentum. At one time, his posture was so close that he was about to fall. But in the end, his posture was just about to fall. In the end, it became It looks "far away". The general trend of evolving the furnace of heaven and earth, forcibly burned the opponent's innocent martial body.
And at this moment.
Isidore's defense was not even close to falling, it was just a little messy.
Even though he is still getting stronger, [Liu Li Guan]'s observation and intuition derived from countless battles have become stronger, and the heart-stopping sense of crisis has gradually increased. Isidore is accumulating something. A move that can seal the victory in one fell swoop.
Either make the decision once and for all, or be patient.
——While he was still looking for a chance to win, the other party had grandly raised two keys to victory.
Boom!
The heavy sword fell on the head, and the halberd was poked out at the right time. The strong aftermath spread suddenly, causing the sea of fire to ripple like water satin.
Isidore's hair was swaying and dancing in the wind, her mouth was cold, but her eyes were shining brighter. The halberd, which is as tall as a person, seems to be nothing in the palm of the hand. Only when it blocks the flame front will the shocking power contained within it be revealed.
The two sides became a series of blurry shadows, speeding through the dark fire, and everything they passed was rolled back and rolled.
It is said that at the moment when the sun leaps out of the vast sea of clouds and climbs to the top of the mountain, thousands of feet of golden clouds sway, and everything in the world will be cast in brilliant glory. At that time, the climber standing on the top of the mountain was the person closest to the sun in the world at that moment.
Isidore had seen the sunrise, in many places.
The people of Wuzong were keen on reciting poems impromptuly at that moment, and then quickly changed from a literary fight to a martial fight. The Axiom Army will check the weather in advance and fire fog cannons overnight if there is heavy fog the next day. As for Haita Trading, unless Isidore said "be alone", those people in suits and ties will find the best angle and take a picture of the president looking at the sun, which is carefully tailored to promote the work. .
But no sunrise has ever been as decisive as this one.
The psyker's perception and the vision of the eyes reflected this scene at the same time. A "sun" burning with black flames rose. There was no warmth that nurtured all things, only pure destruction.
Tiny cracks filled with misfortune covered the young man's body. It was like porcelain that would disintegrate at the slightest touch, but it was as hard as glass.
Song Shi had never felt so good since his rebirth. The hot blood and fire were about to burn his whole body and soul together. But from the terrifying burning pain of burning blood and marrow, an indescribable sense of joy brewed.
Climbers who climb mountains reach its summit.
At the moment when we reached the highest peak, the sun rose at the same time.
All the spiritual energy gathered, the misfortune was flowing, the calamity was brewing, everything in the world was stripped of color, leaving only two colors that were still shining brightly in the chaotic and unclear world.
Wrapped in a dark sun, Chongxi fell towards another color.
Like the sun, go all out.
(End of chapter)