Han Sen has seen countless strong men in the world, and there have been many opponents who were so powerful that even Han Sen was shocked.
But there was no one like Ziwei. She felt as if she was being watched by a pair of eyes, as if her whole body was being seen by him.
All the plots, all the plots, all the deepest secrets in the heart seemed to have been seen by those eyes, and there were no more secrets left.
Ziwei flicked her fingers and pointed like that, without any surprise, as if she just pressed Han Sen's forehead with a random finger.
There was no lightning speed, no changing phantoms, and no decisive ruthlessness. It was just such a random finger, without any rules at all.
But with such a casual finger, Han Sen didn't know how to respond for a moment.
"This... won't work... that won't work either..." Han Sen suddenly discovered that under those eyes, this ordinary finger turned into the most powerful move in the world.
Han Sen suddenly came to his senses: "Ziwei's finger is not surprising. What's surprising is that her eyes are so penetrating. Under those eyes, any thoughts I have seem to be exposed. No matter how I want to deal with it, Ziwei is worried about it."
Like a bright mirror, it can turn that finger into my fatal blow, so as long as I have those piercing eyes, no matter how I deal with this finger, it will be wrong."
Moon God also saw the power of this finger and could not help but curl his lips and said: "Ziwei is too bullying. As the master of the Gene Temple and now the manager of the universe, he can use the power of the rules of the universe to gain insight into
The Secret of the Soul, using such methods to deal with Han Sen is really a bit of a rogue."
Taiyi shook his head and said: "To defeat the Human Emperor, you must first pass this level. You must know that Qin Xiu also has the genetic bloodline of the old palace master. Although it is not complete, he may not be able to predict the future, but he has insight
The secret of an opponent's soul, but he may not be able to do it."
Moon God also nodded slightly after hearing this: "But how can Han Sen win in this way? He can't use genetic techniques and can only fight with his body. This technique of penetrating into the mysteries of the soul is more terrifying than the technique of precognition. Prediction is okay.
Being changed, but the thoughts in the soul cannot deceive others. Han Sen told the enemy his thoughts first, and then fought with him, and he couldn't lie. How could he win?"
Taiyi said: "Soldiers use deceitful methods. Soldiers often like to win by surprise, and people often talk about it. Most of the famous generals who can leave a strong mark on history are famous for winning by deceitful methods. But people don't
I have overlooked one point, deception is a danger, but it can never be repeated. Those generals who can truly win and remain undefeated most of them have no great military exploits, but they can suppress the frontiers for a lifetime without being defeated. Do you know why?"
"Are you talking about the royal way?" Moon God muttered.
Taiyi nodded and said: "Spend one dollar to do the same thing. If you spend ten dollars, do the same thing as ten dollars. If you don't take any tricks, you won't lose money. If ten people fight five, they will win; if a thousand people fight eight hundred people, they will win."
And to win, you must tell your opponent everything clearly, but your opponent can't win and can only lose. Do what you should do instead of gambling on luck. This is the kingly way."
"In the final analysis, the King's Way is a competition of hard power. If Han Sen's body is normal, he can naturally use the King's Way to compete with Ziwei, but now that his body cannot exert power at all, how can he perform the King's Way?
"Moon God said disapprovingly.
"Then it depends on whether Han Sen can pass his own test." Taiyi said ambiguously.
At this moment, Han Sen was in the middle of a battle between heaven and man. No matter whether he moved or not, whether he was hiding or attacking, he seemed to be unable to retreat completely under this finger. It seemed that the only way was to retreat.
But if he retreats, Ziwei's offensive will continue, and I'm afraid there will be no possibility of turning around.
Han Sen also knows the art of the king, and he knows it no less than Tai Yi. He also thought that the art of the king can break Ziwei's finger, but as the moon god said, how can he practice the king now that he has no strength?
?
How can a small soldier say anything royal when facing millions of powerful soldiers? Even if he is a true emperor, when he is alone and facing millions of powerful soldiers, if he talks about how to be royal, he will still be as ridiculous as a clown.
"What do I have that can be stronger than Ziwei?" Han Sen watched Ziwei's pointer with helpless eyes. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but his body did not move at all.
Seeing that Ziwei's finger was about to hit Han Sen's forehead, Han Sen suddenly opened his eyes, a light suddenly appeared in his eyes, then tilted his head back slightly, and then bumped into Ziwei's finger.
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Ziwei's fingers collided with Han Sen's forehead. Although Ziwei was shocked and fell back, Han Sen himself covered his head and slid away, grinning in pain.
"Do you want to use brute force to cheat? Then you made the wrong idea." Ziwei rubbed her finger with her other hand. The fingertip was a little red, but he still looked at Han Sen with a smile.
said.
"You are not a scoundrel. If you have the ability, just cut my body off." Han Sen curled his lips and said.
Although this is a bit indecent, Han Sen has never experienced anything, so why would he care about such a little face.
Ziwei narrowed her eyes, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, looked at Han Sen and said with a smile: "Do you really think I can't do anything to your body?"
"Not bad." Han Sen replied.
"Okay, then I'll show you." Ziwei raised her finger again and pointed at Han Sen again. It was still the same finger.
In fact, if Ziwei wants to kill someone, she doesn't need any skills or strength at all. If she wants to kill someone, she only needs a thought.
There are only a few living beings in this universe who are qualified for Ziwei to stretch out a finger to kill, and there are even fewer who can avoid being killed by him.
Therefore, Ziwei doesn't need any tricks at all. This finger is enough to destroy gods and immortals, even to destroy the universe.
Han Sen's expression was slightly solemn. Although this finger looked the same, he knew very well that if this Ziwei was really the one he thought of, then this finger would not be as simple as the previous one.
But Han Sen really couldn't think of any other way to crack it, so he could only bite the bullet and hit Ziwei's finger.
"Don't you want to order some? Then I'll let you order as much as you can." Han Sen concentrated all his strength on the top of his head and slammed into Ziwei's fingers.
Ziwei's fingers did not change. Just like last time, they once again collided with Han Sen's forehead, but this time it was different from the last time.
Han Sen felt as if a steel nail had been driven into his forehead, and his brain was so painful that it was about to explode.