Chapter 157 Monsters (Part 2)
Even if the psychic energy is reduced to the middle level of the second level at this moment, and at the same time, only four of the second level psychic skills are used, and cannot reach the full state, "Rejection" at an almost conceptual rule level.
But he is the [Rebel], the [Balance] of the fifth ring.
Back in the second round, some people called him a "monster".
Now that Chakoro has reached the fifth ring, even if the power he can control is the same as before, he will only be more powerful than when he was in the second ring!
——Clang.
Chakoluo raised his mace in front of him, and with his clenched fingers, he began to turn slowly.
Obviously there is nothing nearby, but this twisting seems to be facing great resistance.
It is like a thick towel that is completely soaked. During the continuous squeezing and twisting, more strength is required for each round.
No observation required.
Visible to the naked eye, even Chakoluo is bearing a huge load. The bulging veins spread from his five fingers to his forearm. However, despite the intense burden, the long mace continues to rotate at a slow and unquestionable speed.
From the hall, strange sounds gradually sounded.
Like an anchor nailed into the depths of the sea, it is constantly rotating, stirring the entire sea together - endless undercurrents emerge at this moment.
So, the world closed its door to Song Shi.
——No longer limited to oneself.
At this moment, Chakoluo spread the effect of "rejection" to the entire hall, and then briefly caused the world here to "reject" Song Shi!
The air has become extremely viscous, bringing great resistance, the mixed moisture is bitingly cold, the gravity is greatly increased, and the sense of direction has become chaotic
Almost half of the hall has been occupied The covered [Rendering] was also squeezed back in part at this moment.
Under the power of Chakoluo, the world became malicious to Song Shi, and every action required greater consumption and more shackles to be overcome.
——How can man defeat the "world"?
Song Shi gave his answer.
He stepped forward and slashed out!
The flames that were originally burning violently and sweeping across all directions began to subside and only lingered at the sides - in the face of the ubiquitous "rejection", continuing to maintain a large area was not only too costly, but also meaningless.
A fire suddenly lit up, and a stream of broken flames poured into Chongqi.
——Bang!
The two sides collided again.
Only this time, Chang's trump card couldn't help but fall back.
As the current strongest state of Song Shi, after turning on "self-immolation", everything about himself is thrown into combustion, melted and cast into one body. Speed, strength, and the effects of psychic skills are all improving.
Even in the face of the world's "rejection", these have been weakened to varying degrees.
But Chakoro, who is maintaining this high-intensity "rejection", is also unable to use his full strength!
Bang!
There is no so-called warm-up and testing. The battle reaches the limit in an instant, with violent roars and crazy sounds. The figures of both sides continue to collide and separate at high speed, and before the lingering sound of the previous blow has completely dissipated. , and then fired the next blow again.
If anyone were here at this time, they would be shocked to see two completely different but equally terrifying styles appearing here.
In the increasingly passionate battle, the straight knife carrying the endless flames disappeared, leaving only a trace of red gold flames that kept turning at high speed - it almost only had one movement left.
——Behead! cut! cut!
Abandon defense, put everything into attack, and kill the enemy before you collapse!
The huge flames gathered into a sea of fire. They roared and turned into huge waves, trying to shatter everything in front of them.
Under this burning wave, there is a rock standing tall.
Looking at the surging flames and slashes, Chakoluo just raised his long mace, and struck out one blow after another with a seemingly slow and extremely firm posture, breaking the pieces. The flame tide blocked the heavy killing.
Facing Song Shi in the state of "self-immolation", he has indeed been gradually suppressed, and his defense circle has been continuously compressed, freezing three feet around him.
——But that’s all.
These last three feet seem to be more stable than all the previous ones combined. Even the [embers] are difficult to evaporate and can no longer destroy the object as easily as in the past.
The long mace and the heavy sword collided again, and the terrible impact caused the surrounding flame tide to dent, creating a brief vacuum.
“One blow.”
Chakoluo suddenly said: “If we continue like this, although we can still determine the outcome, it will be a bit boring.”
He smiled, like a traveler who has witnessed too many sights and has gradually lost interest, but his mood became happy again because of the magnificent wonders he happened to see.
The man raised his mace and said loudly: "——Use the next blow to decide the result!" Song Shi was also laughing.
He was laughing loudly.
The joy of meeting familiar people again, verifying the results of a whole body of practice, and fighting so hard seems like emotion, but also like joy.
Then all these emotions turned into pure flames.
"It should be so!" Song Shi pointed Chongshu forward and laughed: "——This is the right way!"
So, an unprecedented collision broke out.
Time seemed to have stopped for a moment.
Without any unnecessary movements, Chakoluo still used his long trumpet.
But this time, it was no longer just a simple swing, just like the mountains moved and the sea covered his face - he held the long mace and used it as the center, using "rejection" as the medium, dragging the world confined in the hall together towards Song Dynasty. Consciousness falls.
Both the surging flames and the entire hall became dim in front of this magnificent brilliance.
Then a fire lit up.
No, more than one ball.
In the face of huge pressure, Song Shi burned even more vigorously.
The long hair of gradually turning red gold fluttered, and the winding cracks emerging on the surface of the body were trembling inch by inch. With Song Shi as the center, he raised his weight, as if endless surging flames spurted out, and then spread, spread, spread.
——Want to swallow the entire hall!
Will the world "reject" itself?
Then the world will be set on fire.
The sound died out in an instant, as if it had exceeded the limit that the cochlea could bear, and it did not recover again until an unknown amount of time passed.
When the flames covering the sight gradually dissipated, two silhouettes slowly emerged from the center of the hall.
They all stood.
"It's very good, no, it's impeccable."
Chacoro tilted his head, his eyes moved slightly downwards, and a hot touch was pressed against his throat.
That is the blade of heavy killing.
It could be seen that the long mace held by the man's right hand was in pieces, with only half of it left, and this remaining part was also reduced to ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"You win, Song Shi." Chakoluo nodded and sighed sincerely.
“.Tsk.”
Song Shi took back his sword, but his expression showed no joy.
“That’s not right.” He tsked lightly and looked at the half of the long mace: “If it had been replaced with a weapon of the same level, I would have been the one whose defense was defeated just now and whose heart was broken.”
He was so involved in the battle not long ago that even Song Shi ignored one thing.
This long mace is not Chakoro's real weapon at all, but something he temporarily reconstructed with atoms through "matter reconstruction".
——Not inferior, nor high quality.
It is a mace made of ordinary craftsmanship and made of alloy.
Without the blessing of Chakoluo's "rejection", something of this magnitude could easily be cut off by Chongqi.
"No, that's not a problem."
Chacoro shook his head.
"If you switch to a weapon of the same level, I can indeed defeat your defense just now and hit the vital point - but the conditions are different."
"Just now, I used the second Only the fifth psychic skill in the ring can achieve this effect."
"If you still use four, even if you change the weapon, I can't block it, let alone hit you in turn. It’s critical.”
He looked at the person in front of him and solemnly emphasized: "You won, Song Shi."
This chapter makes up for last week's leave
(End of this chapter)