It's even possible that each of us has entered it while we're asleep.
In a world without time and space, a young man in white dances with flaming blades in his hands.
The staggered long and short knives were dazzling, and the steps under his feet allowed him to perfectly avoid the opponent's attack.
In front of him was a beast-like human being, whose cloudy eyes were full of depravity and madness.
From time to time, the sound of cicadas flapping their wings could be heard in the air, and whenever this happened, the man's attacks would become even more bizarre.
Falling Cicada·Sword Dance.
This is a swordsmanship unique to Wang Jin, and is even more suitable for him than the swordsmanship of aristocrats.
There are no gaps in his flowing moves, and with his unique breathing rhythm, Wang Jin can keep attacking until he is exhausted.
He even used his wish to light a flame on the blade, trying to disrupt Liu Da's sight.
The irrational Liu Da had no attack moves at all, but he was able to briefly compete with Wang Jin with his amazing explosive power.
Wang Jin's speed and reaction ability were obtained with adrenaline, and they will soon weaken.
And he could no longer afford the second shot.
When the adrenaline effect ends, Wang Jin will be unable to fight back due to exhaustion.
That means death.
"It's time for gaming again."
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows.
His heartbeat had begun to become a little erratic.
If he can kill Liu Da within the adrenaline maintenance time, then everything will be easy.
And once he falls down first, he will turn into a meat pie in the next second.
Of course, Wang Jin has tried using contact suppression.
It's a pity that even if the other party carries the aura of ghost talk, they are still genuine human beings, and contact and suppression are useless.
"Oh shit."
Wang Jin gritted his teeth, and the speed of the sword dance became faster and faster, and Liu Da was already unable to parry.
——
"Stay away!"
Li Hui used the knife to fend off Liu Er fiercely. She looked a little embarrassed now.
The elegant long skirt was torn off by herself and turned into a short skirt for easy movement.
The torn cloth strip was tied to the hand to prevent the straight knife from falling.
The strong middle-aged man in front of him was so powerful that Li Hui's hand was so shocked that he lost all feeling.
"good."
Meng Yu didn't say much. She knew that she would only cause trouble for Li Hui here, so she might as well go far away and use her wishes to find opportunities.
"ha!"
Li Huijiao shouted and used the cassock chop with the straight knife in her hand from top to bottom.
Meng Yu pointed in the distance, and the knife in Li Hui's hand instantly became dozens of times heavier than before, and the speed also accelerated a lot.
A long knife weighing hundreds of kilograms hit Liu Er hard on the face, but the long knife blocked it mercilessly.
To some extent, Liu Er is more troublesome than Liu Da.
Liu Da's own style favors skills and planning. If I insist on speaking, he has the same style as Wang Jin.
As for Liu Er, this one is even stronger than before after losing his mind.
His style of doing things doesn't require much brains in the first place, so increasing speed and strength like this is more suitable for him.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaah!"
Liu Er looked up to the sky and roared. He rushed towards Li Hui again.
Meng Yu from a distance looked at the scene in front of him, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.
She also wanted to help, but unfortunately her close combat ability was far inferior to that of Li Hui, so going up now would just add to the chaos.
"Use that! rpg!"
Li Hui raised the knife and fought Liu Er again, leaving Meng Yu with a confused look on his face.
Fortunately, Meng Yu was smart enough and this confusion did not last long.
A few seconds later, a shoulder-mounted rocket launcher aimed at Liu Er.
Doing so may accidentally injure Li Hui, but it is indeed the best way.
As for whether this would kill Liu Er directly, Meng Yu didn't care much.
Wang Jin obviously meant to keep one, just one.
so...
Liu Er can be killed.
——
"Um?"
"Um??"
"What's going on?"
In the monitoring room, several middle-aged men looked at the strange pictures and fell into deep thought.
They just saw with their own eyes that someone finally came to trouble Wang Jin.
Unfortunately, they stopped moving as they walked.
Even Wang Jin and Wang Jin stood there and stopped moving.
The only person in the whole restaurant who can still move is a little fox.
The little fox bared his teeth and claws and tried to drive away the people who came to carry Wang Jin away.
"He just fell asleep, he hasn't failed yet."
The girl in a white skirt said this.
"Ah, but the other few did fail. You can take them away."
Pointing at the enemies who suddenly changed from standing to lying on the ground, Hu Xiaobei looked disdainful.
"My cub is very powerful."
——
"Old Han, can you see what's going on?"
The man with a goatee smoothed his beard and looked at Han Dong.
"It should be something related to dreams or sleeping. I didn't expect this kid to bring it here silently, twice."
The middle-aged man nodded, seeming to appreciate Wang Jin more and more.
"They are probably fighting in their dreams, and we can only watch here. It's so boring."
Ma Yao waved his hand and then sighed.
Of course, he won't be bored again anytime soon.
"Minister, something's wrong."
Before Han Dong could reply, a man in bright yellow uniform ran over holding documents.
"Look at this."
The subordinate pointed to the dark clouds in the photo, with a look on his face that was hesitant to speak.
"oh?"
Ma Yao looked at the documents in his hand and raised his eyebrows.
"He's here too."
——
In the dream, the battle between Wang Jin and Liu Da came to an end.
The sword dance has long since lost the continuity and lightness it had at the beginning, and has become intermittent.
"ha--"
Wang Jin's eyesight turned black, his ears were buzzing, and his breathing was as heavy as a broken blower.
My heart was beating fast and slow, and I could hardly lift my arms.
Let alone Luochicada now, even if Wang Jin is asked to hit a fly, it will be enough.
Of course, Liu Da also felt uncomfortable.
Although he was not seriously injured, his body was covered with small wounds and blood.
"Ahem..."
After coughing twice, Wang Jin suddenly felt very thirsty.
This is a side effect of using epinephrine.
Wang Jin was completely exhausted. He made the last cut and then suddenly put the long knife in front of him.
Liu Da's physical strength was like a bottomless pit, but he could still raise his hand to attack Wang Jin.
"Oh shit..."
Using his last strength, Wang Jin suddenly flew out with the help of Liu Da's strength.
He lost.
Unable to kill Liu Da within the duration of the adrenaline, all that awaited Wang Jin was death.
Of course, it is impossible for Wang Jin not to consider this.
The advantage of sword dance is that it can quietly put something into someone else's body.
Liu Da is unconscious. He doesn't know what it means to gain wisdom from every experience.
So, the same blast bomb, the same technique.
However, the quantity has become different.
In order to prevent Liu Da from throwing out the blast bomb at the last moment like he just did, Wang Jin put those metal balls into his different pockets.
Looking at Liu Da who was slowly walking towards him, Wang Jin smiled and pressed the remote control.
Nothing happened.
[Author's digression]: The name of this chapter is Repeating the Same Tricks
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