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Chapter 806: Breaking the Defense (please vote for the super large chapter)

 "Huh?"

Brett raised his eyebrows slightly, and the orange light in his left eye flashed, "Interesting, your mark is not unique, but it is just a waste of effort."

In almost a very short period of time, He Ao felt that he had almost lost his sense of the mark newly placed on Bright's body.

This is not the first time that he has placed multiple marks on the same being. When he was dealing with the angel-level 009-1 in the main world, He Ao used three marks at once and modified 009-1's choice.

Finally killed 009-1.

However, because of this, these three marks have entered a three-month cooling period. Super Memory has a total of five marks, and He Ao now only has two marks left to use.

Now, he placed both markers on Bright.

And just as he had guessed, although Bright once again 'eliminated' the power of super memory, the power between the two marks formed some kind of special superposition.

He can sense that he can activate these two marks at the same time and use 'Easy Thinking' once. Of course, he can also use these two marks to try to continue to 'monitor' Bright's thinking.

But in this case, these two marks will not have enough power to support 'Yisi'.

He Ao gave up the idea of ​​activating the mark to eavesdrop on Bright's thoughts. What the mark could hear was basically just superficial thoughts.

And in fact, 'listen' can only be used once, because once Bright discovers that He Ao can listen to his superficial thinking, for an old guy like Bright, he will definitely use false superficial thinking to cover up his truth.

ideas, and even used this to set up a trap for He Ao.

So 'listening' is useful, but it cannot decide the situation of the battle at the critical moment.

However, without the bonus of ‘listening’, He Ao’s subsequent use of Yi Si will depend entirely on his feelings.

He only has one chance.

However, although his mind was racing with thoughts, there was no other expression on He Ao's face.

He inserted the knight's sword back behind his back, held the golden sword in his hands with both hands, and struck at Bright again.

The size and weight of the knight's sword and the golden broadsword are not balanced, so except in special situations, the combat effectiveness of holding swords in both hands is actually not as good as holding only one weapon.

Bright doesn't seem to be carrying a long weapon. The golden sword is long enough, which allows Ho Ao to gain the advantage of a long weapon to a certain extent.

“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”

As He Ao raised his knife and struck again, Bright opened his arms, and then suddenly clenched his fists.

Buzz——

His whole body and the gown on his body trembled. A sharp and violent sonic boom sounded in the air. The howling wind started from his body and rippled out, brushing against He Ao's face and blowing away his scattered pieces.

strands of hair.

He Ao's footsteps didn't pause at all, and there was no fear in his deep eyes. He swung the big knife, and the blade whirled over his head, dancing out a huge knife flower, with a roaring sonic boom, and directed towards Bu from top to bottom.

Wright's body was chopped off.

This sword carried terrifying power and powerful speed, and the light of the sword was like a golden crescent moon, streaking across the sky.

This time, Bright did not block He Ao's attack. His whole body moved sideways like a dexterous fish, avoiding He Ao's knife.

boom--

With a huge roar, the ground beneath Bright's feet shattered, countless cracks spread, and pieces of reinforced concrete shattered and collapsed downwards.

Without any hesitation, He Ao immediately raised the knife and followed Bright's figure to slash sideways.

Brett quickly crouched down to avoid the blow.

His movements were extremely fast, as if without any warning.

"brat,"

The old man's lips curled up into a smile, "In a fight, brute force alone is not enough."

He Ao raised the knife and wiped it back. The old man's body leaned back like a feather, dodging the knife.

Countless scattered energy circuits were reflected in the young man's eyes.

Seeing the growing smile on his face, He Ao did not speak, but took a step forward, raised the knife with the blade upward, and further swung it at the retreating old man.

The old man took half a step back to avoid the attack.

His body is as light as a feather and moves like a swimming fish. Every movement seems to be made suddenly without any preparation, like dust floating in the air. There is no sign of dodge at first. As soon as He Ao's blade arrives, he follows the quilt.

The disturbing wind is blown away, unfathomable.

But are there really people in this world who are as light as a feather?

If it were a talent sequence ability, it might really exist, but obviously, Bright's talent sequence didn't seem to have such an ability.

In addition to special abilities, there are other ways to achieve this effect.

Such as exquisite movements and skills.

By controlling the muscles, controlling the energy in the body, and deceiving the enemy's combat intuition, the purpose of 'dodge' can be achieved.

When people are preparing to make certain movements, there is always a process of preparation in advance. For example, when lifting a leg forward, the leg muscles of the lifted leg will tighten, the heel will be slightly raised, and the body will subconsciously

Lean forward.

Then from the perspective of another person, this person just wants to move forward.

Theoretically speaking, when a person moves forward, the point of support is the foot that is not raised.

But if a person is doing these micro-movements, he also moves the center of gravity to the raised foot, relying on the raised toes to support the body, and the originally unraised foot slides backwards, and so on.

This will create the effect of appearing to be moving forward, but actually sliding backward.

The muscle changes that onlookers see and notice are not actually the muscle changes that actually support the actor's actions.

In this way, the onlookers’ intuition is ‘deceived’.

The same is true in combat.

Brett's actions were not made instantly without any preparation, but he used the appearance of standing to cover up the mobilization of his own strength and muscles.

At the same time, his muscles are mobilized very finely, making the whole body appear unusually soft.

That's why it created this 'sudden dodge' effect in front of the blade, as if it was blown away by the wind.

It is impossible to predict his true direction of action, and if you are deceived by his false movements, you will not be able to really hit him.

At the same time, his method of mobilizing power is very efficient in energy utilization, and the increase in speed is also very obvious.

Light as dust and as agile as a reindeer.

As thoughts flashed through his mind, He Ao swung his knife and wiped it back. This time, his attack was dodged by the old man again.

"The power of your butterfly diminishes very quickly,"

Brett straightened up, looked at He Ao, and said with a smile, "You are going to die."

He Ao did not answer, but held the sword with one hand. The golden blade danced like a whirlwind, and with the roaring wind, it struck towards Bright again.

At this moment, He Ao captured the flow of energy in Bright's body.

it's here!

The next second, his body took a step forward, and the sharp blade suddenly moved forward, locking Bright's retreat.

Brett's expression changed. It was too late for him to change his dodge direction at this moment. He quickly raised his left hand, his left forearm drooped, and his right hand pressed on the back of his left hand. The golden light flashed across his skin and blocked He Ao.

The golden sword swept away.

boom--

With a loud roar, Bright's entire body was shot out like a cannonball, smashing through a tall building behind him and sinking into the depths of the tall building.

At this moment, a Dragoon fighter plane flew up from the gap between the two buildings, its huge muzzle aimed at Ho Ao.

He Ao glanced at the emblem of United Industries hanging on the tall building opposite, then he held the golden sword in his hand and looked at the hole that Bright had smashed through.

Several buildings nearby are owned by United Industries.

Without any pause, he picked up the golden sword and jumped up, his whole body streaking across the sky like a stream of light.

The golden light cut open the energy tank of the Dragoon fighter.

boom--

Along with a loud noise, huge flames bloomed in the air.

As soon as Brett stood up from the broken cement block, he saw a huge flame blooming above his head, and then a golden light struck towards him.

"Boy, you're welcome!"

This time, he didn't dodge, but directly crossed his hands and blocked the long knife that He Ao was attacking.

The sleeves covering his arms instantly shattered, revealing the skin covered with golden light.

Then he shook his arms, trying to shake He Ao away.

At this moment, he was standing on the edge of the building, with He Ao dozens of meters in the air below him.

He Ao held the handle of the knife, and with the force of his counter-shock, he did a forward somersault, jumped into the big hole, and landed behind Bright.

"Boy, you have something."

Brett turned around and looked at He Ao. He stretched out his hand and tore his clothes to pieces, revealing his muscles that were as dense as a horned dragon.

At this moment, Bright's body rushed out like a stream of light, appearing in front of He Ao like a flash. His fist with golden light hit He Ao with a swinging fist before He Ao could stand completely.

On Heao's cheek.

He Ao's body was directly thrown out, smashing several walls.

"Boy, these tall buildings are perfect for your cemetery."

Brett turned around and stared at He Ao, his voice hoarse and calm.

"It's too early to tell the outcome now."

After hitting the last wall, He Ao staggered to his feet. He spit out a mouthful of blood, carefully took off the scarf around his neck, and hung it on a steel bar nearby.

He stared at Bright, and the actions of Bright just flashed through his mind like a flash.

That was also the use of Bright's special 'body technique'.

This kind of movement can not only be used to dodge, but can also be used to attack.

"Boy, you are indeed very smart, but you can't even break through my defense. Why is it too early for you to talk to me?"

Brett raised his hand and walked towards He Ao step by step, "The smarter you act, the more I must deal with you personally today."

"It seems that I am really lucky to be able to let the 'strong man' who has been hiding behind the scenes and dare not see others take action personally."

He Ao held the golden sword and looked at Bright with a smile.

The silent night swallowed up all surrounding sounds.

No one worked in this building at night. Previously, there were only some sentries from the Eternal Esoteric Cult nearby.

"I suddenly don't want you to die now. I will collect your soul. After you turn into a truth monster and complete your mission, I will put your soul back into your body, cut off your flesh and blood one by one, and then let you

Such pain will be repeated forever in the eternal kingdom.”

Brett looked at the young boy in front of him, his old face looked a little ferocious.

In fact, he is not a grumpy person and can control his emotions very well. He knows very well that He Ao is teasing him to drag him into close combat, which He Ao is better at.

But no matter how good his mentality was, under such repeated ridicules, he still felt angry in his heart.

Hearing his words, He Ao just tilted his head and asked with a hoarse smile, "Are you in a hurry?"

boom--

The gray-haired figure disappeared instantly like a stream of light, and his body passed through the void with a roaring sonic boom.

boom--

The golden sword light collided with the old man's fist, and countless fine lines spread from the wall beside them.

He Ao held the handle of the knife with one hand and the back of the knife with the other. He calmly looked at the old man who held his fist, "The same trick will not be effective twice."

Fine cracks have spread all over the golden blade.

Then He Ao jumped up, stepped on the broken low wall with only the lower half remaining, and spun the whole body with a golden sword in the air, slashing at Bright's head.

Bright crossed his arms again and took the knife forcefully. He was shaken back slightly by He Ao's strength, and the floor under his feet was also broken layer by layer.

Immediately afterwards, He Ao drew his knife and fell to the ground. When he drew back the golden sword, it penetrated the wall and splashed a piece of gravel.

The gravel splashed in the narrow space, and some of it hit Heao and some of it hit Bright.

These stones did no harm to either of them, but when He Ao looked at the stones splashing on Bright's body and the golden light flowing naturally from Bright's body, a strange color flashed across his face.

Without any hesitation, he stepped forward on the broken steel bars and swiped the knife towards Bright's neck.

Brett happened to be standing in a corner at the moment. He glanced at He Ao, inhaled suddenly, and the golden light covered his neck.

The broadsword collided with the neck and failed to penetrate even half of the skin.

But at this time, Bright's expression changed and he looked down.

He Ao's fist had already hit his lower abdomen.

The next second, golden light covered his lower abdomen, and his body shook, and He Ao flew out without a stable point of support.

He lowered his head and glanced at his lower abdomen. There was already a trace of bruises where He Ao had just hit him.

His 'defense' is not really full-body defense, but can only defend the places he chooses.

He Ao watched this scene calmly.

When those gravels splashed on Bright's body, he discovered that the gravel did not seem to trigger the special defense on Bright's body.

Every time that kind of defense was activated, there would be an obvious radiance, and at the same time, the twisted patterns around Bright that were in the spiritual field of vision would tremble.

The brilliance can be faked, but the vibration of the distorted pattern cannot be faked.

When the stone hit Bright just now, although it triggered those golden streams of light, there was no tremor that distorted the pattern.

Of course, those stones alone could not break Bright's defense.

But this gave Ho Ao some inspiration.

So he deliberately tried it.

Sure enough, Bright's defense could only defend those places where he expected to be attacked.

At the same time, this also proves another thing: his defensive power is not unlimited.

Otherwise, he could just cover the whole body instead of improving utilization in this way.

After taking He Ao's punch, Bright did not talk nonsense, but instantly appeared in front of He Ao like a stream of light.

He Ao raised the golden sword, whirled the blade, and swept it horizontally towards Bright.

But at this moment, Bright, who was rushing towards He Ao, suddenly raised his right leg, kicked He Ao's wrist, and with a hook, he hit He Ao's wrist against the wall nearby.

.

At the same time, He Ao's wrist was also flipped in the air, from above to below, and was stepped on by his foot.

Then Bright jumped up and kicked the golden sword, sending the sword flying away. Then he changed his steps and kicked He Ao to the other side.

"Boy, it takes time to transform intelligence into power."

Countless fine lines flashed across his body, and he walked towards He Ao step by step, "And what you lack most is time."

After smashing several walls, He Ao, who was lying among the bricks, staggered up from the ground, covering his chest, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

He glanced at the golden sword inserted not far away, looked at the fine cracks on the sword, and pulled out the knight's sword behind him.

Then he didn't hesitate and rushed towards Bright without any regard for his injuries.

"Little madman."

Brett jumped up and kicked He Ao.

At this moment, He Ao suddenly flipped his body in the air, switching from offense to defense, with the knight's sword facing down in front of him.

Brett frowned slightly. He didn't expect He Ao to take his attack. When he wanted to change his attack, it was already too late.

boom--

With a roaring sound, He Ao's body flew out again, and the direction he flew out was exactly the direction of the golden sword.

After smashing several walls, he rolled over in front of the golden sword stuck on the ground. He staggered to his feet, stretched out his hand, and prepared to pull out the sword.

Bright didn't waste any time this time. He jumped out and chased He Ao.

He raised his hand and grabbed He Ao's neck from behind, intending to crush He Ao's neck.

At this moment, He Ao suddenly pulled out the golden sword, slashed backwards, and slashed towards Bright's neck.

"Little tricks."

Brett stretched out his hand to block the knife.

boom--

Countless cracks instantly covered the golden sword, and the huge sword shattered into pieces and exploded into a bright brilliance.

puff--

The next second, the pure white knight's sword appeared suddenly and pierced Bright's neck.

"This is···"

He stared blankly at He Ao who was staring at him. The appearance of this sword was completely beyond his expectation. In his 'perception', He Ao's knight sword should not have time to lift at this moment.

"Even if you don't have time, intelligence can sometimes be quickly transformed into strength."

He Ao looked at him and spoke hoarsely.

What he just used was Bright's movement technique, which produced an effect similar to a 'flash' attack in a very short period of time.

"How can it be!!!"

Bright's eyes widened, and a hint of disbelief flashed in his cloudy eyes. He suddenly raised his hand and knocked He Ao away with a palm.

The fine lines on his body suddenly exploded, turned into bright light, and regrouped.

He Ao held the knight's sword in his hand, held his chest, stood up staggeringly, and calmly stared at the figure that was gradually distorting in the light.

Several of his ribs had been broken, and his skin was almost completely covered with blood seeping out of his body. The bright red color soaked through his brand new sweater.

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