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Chapter 12 Dust and Steam

 When the light curtain stopped expanding, the nameless wanderers who were repelled step by step also reacted again.

He began to attack the light curtain continuously, and each attack made a dull sound.

"This is my skill."

Yang ignored the attack and continued talking to me.

"It seems like this is a shield-type skill."

"This is not as simple as a shield, Wu Chen. This skill can be used to select any material and energy that I want to accept or reject within the field. The selected object can be forced to 'push' or 'pull' into the field.

Outside."

"It sounds like it can be used in a lot of weird ways."

Literally speaking, if only part of the body is selected and then pushed out, wouldn't it be...

"Indeed, but I'm not interested in fancy things. In the final analysis, using skills to control reality requires that the other party's strength is equal to or lower than yours. For the stronger, this will most likely be ineffective. For the weak,

, and it’s so efficient.”

At this time, the unknown wanderer who was excluded from the field stopped attacking.

""Hey, are you coming? Are you going to make a big move?"

Yang's interest became high.

"Yes, during this long period of time, I have also learned this trick. Don't die, Master."

The aura around the unknown wanderer changed, and liquid began to gather around him, erupting with huge heat as if it were boiling.

"Speaking of which, this guy keeps calling you master. Do you have that kind of relationship?"

I couldn't help but ask. In addition, during the short period of conversation with Yang, I suddenly felt that my mental power was growing rapidly and my thinking speed was slightly accelerated.

"Oh, I don't know what you think, but he, he is actually..."

The tone of Yang's voice in his heart suddenly became deeper,

"My skills."

"Skills? What does this mean?"

Skills can actually appear in physical form. This has never been heard of before.

"'Fountain of Youth', this is his real name as a skill."

Yang seemed to be recalling something, and then said after a slight pause,

"I got it from an old friend in the past. The other party can give the skill to others for use. The effect itself is probably immortality, quick recovery, etc."

"This explains the origin of skills, but why does a skill have a body and consciousness?"

"Haha, what do you think of his body?"

"What do you think of? Could you be talking about..."

Is it Yang's body?

"That's right, that's my original body. Since the Fountain of Youth has this skill effect, it's normal that the old body still exists."

"Isn't that consciousness formed naturally after you, that is, after you turned into a soul state and left?"

"It is indeed possible. The Fountain of Youth itself has a slight tendency to become intelligent. If I can continue to control my body after my death, it is possible that I may have developed consciousness on my own."

Is it really death? But the Fountain of Youth itself has the ability to make the holder immortal. What is this obvious point of conflict?

But now is not the time to ask about these things.

The conversation in the mind is a matter of a moment, and the shape change of the nameless wanderer in the outside world has already been completed.

"[Fountain of Youth·Vaporization]."

The liquid-like Fountain of Youth that originally surrounded the body has turned into white smoke, which is formed by small water droplets floating in the air after the liquid evaporates and then cools. Let's call it 'steam'.

Steam continuously erupted from the body of the unknown wanderer, forming jets and making a sound like a machine releasing pressure.

"Up."

The accompanying steam spurted out backwards, and the unknown wanderer quickly rushed forward with the help of this force, and then,

boom.

A punch hit the dust-free white light screen, but it did not penetrate. However, with the sound of explosion, a powerful steam jet emitted from the fist, which actually passed through the barrier and headed straight in the direction of Yang.

Come.

Yang turned slightly sideways, and the jet stream passed by, causing huge damage to the ground behind him.

"Ah? Logically speaking, this move cannot penetrate my defense. Why is this happening?"

""I didn't expect you to be so strong?"

Yang still said in a calm manner.

"...Have you become weak?"

The nameless wanderer said expressionlessly.

With that said, the second round of attacks began.

I saw Yang snap his fingers with his left hand, and the light curtain began to shrink.

This time Yang decided not to expand Wuchen to a large area, but to shrink it to around himself.

The unknown wanderer took advantage of the situation to close the distance and prepare for the next blow, and Yang also took advantage of the situation and aimed his right fist at him.

Bang.

His own fist hit him head-on, and the Nameless Wanderer was directly knocked back.

Although the opponent's fist missed, steam jets spurted out from his arms, causing Yang to withstand part of the attack. His body was unbalanced and he staggered two steps.

"Wow, take a closer look, it's so high! It feels like you're piloting a single-person mecha."

Does this refer to height? Today, when human culture chamber technology is mature, height data has nothing to do with genetic information. Instead, it is adjusted by hormones automatically injected into the culture chamber by machines. Generally speaking, it will be in a normal distribution.

Select randomly within a certain interval.

As for Yang's original body, if it were the one in front of me, the difference between me and the unknown wanderer would be about twenty centimeters.

"Are you not used to it now?"

"I'm used to fighting with the same body I used to have, but it's really strange to suddenly have such a wide field of vision."

"What should we do now?"

"In short, I leave the control of my body to you. You can operate it yourself. My skills are now yours. You can use them as you like."

Eh?

Before I could react, my consciousness was pulled back into my body, and now I can freely control body movements.

"Yang?"

"I'm here, don't worry, just give him a punch! That'll be it."

Take a deep breath, exhale, it seems, it's my turn now.

The unknown wanderer in the distance is also preparing his posture, and the next round of competition is about to begin.

"Now it's interesting."

The God of Faith, who had been watching from the sidelines, finally spoke,

"I didn't expect you to be resurrected."

He opened his eyes slightly, and golden light emerged,

"But please go back, my small place cannot bear the two of you making trouble."

After saying that, an unknown force enveloped the whole body, and the body automatically floated and began to accelerate towards the sky.

"This is?"

"Whoa, ha!"

The feeling of his body floating made Yang feel very excited.

"That guy, I almost forgot about it. It's okay. He is just afraid of destroying his territory. If I remember correctly, the planet itself can be freely controlled by him, so we just leave.

Already."

As the body flew away from the planet, the unknown wanderer did not continue to attack. I saw a glimmer of light in his cold eyes.


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