Chapter 192 Three Ten Blades Come Out of Seclusion
After careful calculation, there are still 34 years left before the next special check-in.
After this turmoil, Li Chuan realized the reality more clearly. He used to think that he could compete with the Spirit King.
Facts have proved that the Spirit King in the state of human stick is very likely to be unable to win, and even after thinking about it, I can't find the reason.
Hueco Mundo's Will itself may have its own Little Nine-Nine.
Before time travel, Li Chuan was just an otaku, avoiding basic social interactions, not to mention that the people he faced now were all old people.
After being swollen and feeling like I can stand at the top, it’s not enough. The system is my only reliance.
I hope the special check-in can be more powerful next time. According to the nature of the system, it will not ignore it.
The higher the strength, the better the signed items are.
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In the blink of an eye, another 8 months passed.
There is no change at all in the depths of Hueco Mundo, the sun is in the sky, and everything looks full of hope.
In the center stands the only building complex in the space.
"Bang..." The sound of opening the door broke the silence, and a white figure appeared in the yard.
Short pink hair, golden pupils, obvious lower eyelashes, a white tights, the 90th Blade, Sal Apollo.
After coming out of the virtual world, Sal Apollo looked around subconsciously and saw that he was actually the first ten-blade to come out of the virtual world. His already bad mood became even worse.
"Even Aronilo is behind me?" Fellow Ten-blade Sal Apollo looked down on Aronilo very much, thinking that the other person was the product of failed evolution.
Todd is not as good as him.
It's simply a disgrace to the Ten Blades.
I have been working hard in the virtual world for a hundred years, and I thought I would last the longest.
Things went counterproductive.
A figure appeared in the yard again.
"Hey, isn't this the Ninety Blades? You came out early?" The voice was rough, and he sneered at Sal Apollo as soon as he came to the yard.
After hearing this, Sal Apollo, who was already in a bad mood, had a flash of killing intent in his eyes.
The person who came was Yami. When he came out, he was stunned for a moment, and then he sneered at Sal Apollo.
Sar Apollo was not to be outdone: "Yami, as the king who was the first to affirm Daxu, you are not bad either."
Unexpectedly, Yami laughed "haha" first, pointed at Sal Apollo and continued to taunt: "You are right, don't forget what my ability is." He pointed at himself with his thumb.
"Let me see how many surprises you can give the king in this hundred years."
"Really? How sure do you think you are?" Sal Apollo became even more murderous.
Yami pretended not to see the murderous intention shown by the other party and didn't care: "Why don't you give it a try."
He clenched his fist with his right hand and punched Sal Apollo's shameless face...
Thrall Apollo was well prepared and easily dodged it.
Yami launched the ring attack again, and each punch was accompanied by a dull sonic boom.
Thrall and Apollo were easily dodged, and he seemed to be doing it with ease, and his originally bad mood gradually improved.
There is still room for verbal output: "This is an obvious attack, trying to hit the enemy?"
He said sarcastic words, but he was secretly frightened in his heart: "Yami's strength has improved again."
Every time a punch is thrown, it feels like it is locked, the space is slightly squeezed inward, and the sound consumption is a bit more than before. Before this, Yami could only have this effect when he was defeated.
"Do you only know how to run?" Seeing that the continuous attacks were ineffective, Yami said. In the past, he would definitely feel angry, but now he is very calm.
"Hey, Yami, are you the only one who has improved?" Although he was the first to exit the virtual space, Sal Apollo was already different from the past. He had his own arrogance.
Yami didn't answer. He replaced his single fist with double fists and opened his bows left and right. The pressure on Sal Apollo increased sharply.
The two Ten Blades came and went, and their speed gradually increased, moving left and right in Li Chuan's small yard, raising their hands to defend themselves from time to time, making dull sounds.
Quietly, Sal Apollo's figure also gradually changed. His body became taller, his thin body became bloated, and his facial features also changed.
With each change, Thrall's Apollo resisted Yami's attacks more and more times.
"Huh?" Yami, who was slow to react, stopped attacking and looked at the opponent's changes with a surprised expression.
"Hahaha. Yami, why did I stop before I had enough fun?" Sal Apollo no longer had the sinister and sinister voice in the past, but Yami looked exactly the same.
No matter the body shape or clothing, even the location of the hole is exactly the same.
"Can you, a bastard like me, imitate my Yami?" Yami finally felt angry and increased the intensity of his hand.
Sar Apollo's transformed Yami showed a weird smile and shot out with his right hand.
"Boom." A huge sound exploded in the small courtyard, regardless of the top or bottom.
This is what Sal Apollo gained in the virtual space, using spiritual pressure to detect and assimilate the opponent to achieve exactly the same effect.
The assimilation effect can also exceed its own limits, and the upper limit is also high. It is an ability that becomes stronger when strong.
Seeing Yami's aggrieved expression, Sal Apollo was in a good mood, and the previous depressed mood was gone.
"Yami, do you only have this level of strength?" Yami transformed into Apollo Sarr said with a smile.
Yami said cheerfully: "Don't think that I don't know what you think."
In the entire Ten Blades team, only Yami was recognized by the king, making the other Ten Blades jealous.
Sal Apollo secretly plotted with Xiao Jiujiu how to get out the secret of Ya Mi. If he could assimilate it, wouldn't he also be able to possess it?
At this time, Yami was like a guinea pig full of scientific research value in his eyes.
He is not content with just being in the position of Ninety Blades, he also has his own ambition to monopolize the king's favor.
The other Ten Blades must have the same idea.
Seeing that the other party was more at ease, Yami also stopped. After all, he didn't know whether Wang was in the space or not.
If you destroy this place and get punished, it will be totally worth the loss.
The ability bestowed by the king was something that he kept hidden under the box. How could it be revealed so casually?
What I have and what you don’t have is the source of my happiness.
Thinking of this, a trace of cruelty flashed across Yami's face. As soon as Wang gave the order, Yami was the first to rush forward and twist off Aizen Sosuke's head.
For some unknown reason, facing the God of Death, Wang temporarily chose to surrender.
But Yami's self-confidence was soaring at this time, and he realized new abilities in the virtual space, confident that he could fight ten with one.
A figure flashed past, and Ulquiorra also appeared in the courtyard.
He looked at Yami and Sal Apollo, his eyes swept over the environment that had just been destroyed,
"Let's go, the king has summoned us."
Sal Apollo released the assimilation state and said excitedly: "Is there a mission?"