The momentum continued to clash, and countless fireworks exploded during the collision of ideas.
The moment his father suddenly punched, Han Baiyi suddenly raised his hands.
Following his movements, ripples invisible to the naked eye rose up with his thoughts, covering a black and white area of more than ten meters with Han Baiyi as the center.
【Between stillness】
The invisible force field spread completely.
Han Baiyi just stood still.
Everything shrouded in this black and white space turned into absolute silence.
The father, who was laughing wildly and was about to engage in a body-to-meat fight, was frozen in mid-air in front of Han Baiyi.
The posture is distorted and the expression is strange.
Especially when standing still in mid-air, the angle at which the facial muscles are stretched.
It feels like you want to go to the toilet while watching a ghost video, and you press the still button at random, but accidentally stop on a certain frame that is extremely unbearable to watch.
Han Baiyi didn't even bother to look, he pulled out the maple knife and plunged it into his father's neck with a pop.
By the way, he also cut his face with a knife.
That fanatical smile made him feel a little nauseous.
As for having a tough fight with daddy that belongs to philosophical men?
What nonsense!
Why didn't he know about Euler when he was standing eight hundred miles away and sneaking up on him?
When he was injured, he thought about fighting?
Where does the truth come from!
Puff.
Dad's head was cut open at a 90-degree angle and hung in mid-air.
This weird suspended image, coupled with the disgusting smile on his face, the entire black and white image gives people a strong sense of impact as an abstract painting.
After confirming that the opponent's injuries were basically fatal, Han Baiyi sat down in the still space and began to look at the hole on his chest.
Feel it carefully in your heart.
'The heart is gone, most of the left lung is gone, but the right lung is still intact... Do we have to keep using our wits to support our lives?'
While thinking, Han Baiyi opened the system panel.
In fact, Han Baiyi also knew very well that there was probably nothing in the system that could directly restore his injuries, so now he just opened it habitually to take a look.
As a result, just by looking at it, he saw something.
Level: 15 [Breakthrough Progress: 12%/100%]
The level restrictions that were originally still 'to be broken through' suddenly turned into breakthrough progress.
See what this means, he is still 88% short of progress before he can break through?
What's the reason?
Is it because I have lost a heart?
But this value is too low, right? Who can bear this kind of breakthrough requirement? Isn’t this just asking him to die!
Although he thought so in his heart, Han Baiyi still hesitated for a moment and slowly let go of his idea to suppress the injury near his heart.
Poof, a lot of blood came out of the wound.
[Breakthrough progress: 8%/100%]
Han Baiyi:???
Why are you still down?
Then he gathered his inspiration again and sealed the wound.
[Breakthrough progress: 10%/100%]
The control can be more refined, and a temporary heart can be formed by inspiration to supply blood like just now.
[Breakthrough progress: 12%/100%]
As the saying goes, true knowledge comes from practice. Through such step-by-step experiments, Han Baiyi unearthed the truth about the progress of this breakthrough little by little. From what it means, it seems that he wants to use his spiritual power to condense it into an organ?
Is this the real way to break through?
It turns out that it's because he is too strong that he has never been hurt by anyone since he made countless firsts in the world of Sekiro.
So, is he stuck at this level and unable to break through?
However, what does the [Breakthrough Mission] that the system previously released mean?
Han Baiyi did not think deeply because the duration of stillness was not infinite.
After realizing that the system was guiding him to assemble his body with inspiration, Han Baiyi calmed down and used his extraordinary spiritual power to carefully weave his heart and incomplete organs.
From the ventricles, cardiovascular vessels, pericardium, to the outer myocardium, the entire heart is like a light bulb placed on the chest, constantly glowing with a faint blue light.
The breakthrough progress is also slowly improving.
15%...16%...17%.
The heart of inspiration has been knitted.
However, Han Baiyi still frowned a little.
After all, spiritual machines are nothingness. It is still a bit difficult to use this energy to directly carry matter.
Han Baiyi could clearly sense that, although the heart constructed by this spiritual machine was barely usable, its carrying capacity was much weaker than his original heart, and its beating speed was very slow.
'Can you be more condensed?'
While thinking about it, he poured most of the spiritual energy in his body into Lingji's heart bit by bit.
With the infusion of inspiration, his heart has indeed become more condensed, and its carrying capacity has become slightly larger.
Han Baiyi's eyes lit up.
feasible!
So, he let go of his hands and feet and directed most of the spiritual energy in his body to his heart.
The spiritual heart that shines faintly like a blue light bulb is constantly condensing and compressing under the influx of a large number of spiritual beings.
From a distance, Han Baiyi, who was in a black and white world, seemed to have a blue vortex opening in his chest. The surrounding air was twisted and blurred, constantly rolling and shrinking inward.
The breakthrough progress that had been jumping up and down just now suddenly started to rise like crazy.
17%...26%...35%...42%...
But Han Baiyi didn't think it was enough. Tens of thousands of inspiration points fell from the system panel, and they continued to hit his heart.
Breakthrough progress increases faster!
50%...60%...70%...80%...
[Breakthrough progress: 100%/100%]
Han Baiyi's eyes suddenly lit up, a breakthrough!
"..."
The system is not responding.
"Um?"
Han Baiyi frowned, feeling that something might not be right.
So, he tentatively continued to pour inspiration into his heart.
The numbers on the panel jumped again.
[Breakthrough progress: 110%/100%]
Veins popped out on Han Baiyi's forehead.
"Are you fucking kidding me?!"
He stomped his foot on the ground.
"boom--"
Even the still space in black and white seemed unable to withstand this huge force, and the entire space trembled faintly.
The ground suddenly sank to a large extent.
Immediately afterwards, the stillness suddenly shattered into pieces like a broken bowl that fell to the ground. Everything in black and white in front of him was shattered into pieces by this unintentional kick.
Han Baiyi was startled.
Why did it break while still?
With a plop, my father's body collapsed to the ground, leaving a cloud of dust.
However, in just an instant, the twisted corpse lying limply on the ground disappeared from where it was as if it had been erased by an eraser.
Immediately afterwards, Dad suddenly appeared completely at the position where he stood before the attack.
He looked at Han Baiyi not far away with a palpitating face.
What happened just now?
Dad stood motionless.
He only remembered that he was feverishly wanting to experience this extraordinary body that had just absorbed a large amount of revelation, returned to youth, and was very durable.
Then, when the memory reappeared, his body, which was very durable, had already fallen to the ground and turned into a corpse.
If he hadn't used his 'erasure' ability to erase the 'fact' of his death just now, I'm afraid he would have really died.
It's terrible.
This young man is so terrible!
Was everything that happened just now turned out to be an act of his?
The father looked at Han Baiyi, swallowed deeply and remained motionless.
Han Baiyi, who was still standing on the same spot, was groping by himself, trying to transform the spiritual energy gathered in his chest into the shape of cells to form a real physical body.
The simulation process is not difficult. Under Han Baiyi's mental scanning, cells are not difficult to observe.
Therefore, in the eyes of the father from a distance, Han Baiyi's empty chest, which was filled with aura of light, was completely blocked as if a bottle cap was screwed on, leaving no trace of scars.
My heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Then, Han Baiyi looked up.
A flattering smile suddenly appeared on the father's face.
"boom--"
There was a loud thunder in the plains, but only the sound was heard but no one was seen.
When Han Baiyi appeared again, he was already standing behind his father.
thump.
With only half of his body left, the father rushed to the street again.
Han Baiyi turned his head and looked at his father's half-body body, his tone was rather impatient: