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1300 Battle with Spartan

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Even if the current Ji Shanqing is just a sliver extracted from the huge data body, he still possesses means and power that are unexpected by humans. Now that the murderous intention is determined, there is nothing to restrain his hands anymore——

When he felt Sibaan stand up easily and reach out to grab his back collar, Ji Shanqing closed his eyes tightly; in his mind, all the "water" elements suddenly jumped forward.

, clearly floating from the background.

Before the hand could fall down, it suddenly retracted in mid-air.

However, although Sibaan realized something was wrong in the flash of lightning, he did not realize that he could not avoid this kind of wrongness. He even pulled his hand back to his side, but he still took a breath of cold air because of the sudden pain and looked at him.

Then he jumped up and shouted: "What did you do?"

"Don't worry,"

Ji Shanqing slowly regained some strength and was able to raise his head slightly to look at him, and said softly: "If I were you, I would definitely try not to open my mouth."

Siba'an's expression became heavy and stern. This could not be the first time he was injured in his life, but after being injured, he didn't even know how his opponent hurt him. This was probably the first time. Because of the sound coming from the back of his hand.

Due to the severe pain, his face turned pale, and he sweated a little. He finally slowly moved away his left hand that had been pressing on the back of his right hand.

The flesh and blood suddenly opened up, and the gaping wounds followed the blood lines everywhere, revealing the faint muscles and bones underneath; the entire right hand, which was originally smooth and beautiful, seemed to be about to crack into pieces like dry land.

Already.

"You also know that my combat power is not high." Ji Shanqing's face was cold and his tone was flat, "I can't kill someone accurately and neatly, especially when that person's combat power is much higher than mine. So.

To achieve my goals... the process tends to be a little dirty and ugly."

Siba'an still said nothing, looked at his shocking hand, and then looked at Ji Shanqing. The calmer the latter's face, the more terrifying his bloodshot eyes, like two deeply dug blood holes.

Same.

"The next thing is the face," Ji Shanqing gently reminded: "...This is also the fatal point, regardless of whether you look good or not."

Siba'an suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed hard in the void in front of him - a patch of blood immediately spattered from the back of his torn hand; after all, he was so powerful that he could not even see or feel the attack.

, he still pulled out a protective and intercepting light curtain for himself in time, and at the same time, he twisted his body at an angle that was almost impossible for ordinary people, and dodged the diagonal stab.

Immediately afterwards, there was a low cry of pain that could not be suppressed.

It was obvious that the direction he had just flashed to was on the left side, but when he came back to his senses, Sibaan was half-crouched on the ground near the right side, panting slightly, and covering one side of his jaw with his left hand. This was not

His injured hand still had blood seeping out from between his fingers.

Even Ji Shanqing couldn't help but feel a little admiration. His attack was obviously unavoidable, because it was not something he sent out from his hand - to be more precise, it was actually him who attacked Siba'an.

Himself. But even in the face of such unpreventable and unpredictable means, he was still able to minimize the damage. This is almost unimaginable; even Ji Shanqing had to think for a few seconds before asking.

: "...you guessed it?"

Sibaan slowly stood up straight, even though he was injured, he was still upright, as if wherever he stood, he was on the top of the mountains and seas. But when he let go of his hand and spoke, his voice had a slight tremor that was almost indescribable.

He was as hoarse as quicksand covered with a layer of mist. Even Ji Shanqing did not expect the first words he spoke.

"...So this is where this scar comes from."

Ji Shanqing frowned slightly - these words were simply incomprehensible, as if he had known that he would have a scar on his lower jaw for a long time, but did not understand its origin until today. Could this man be living upside down?

"It's water,"

Sibaan's words seemed to have been blurted out in a daze. At this moment, he came back to his senses and smiled at Ji Shanqing, who was half lying on the ground. He only raised one corner of his mouth, while the other side remained calm amid the blood.

, maybe because you don’t want to touch the wound. “You can control water molecules, right?”

"You can tell after only two attacks. It's really amazing." Ji Shanqing said sincerely. As Siba'an was injured in the attack, Silver Moon's power to freeze him was also decreasing rapidly; he slightly

I moved my hands and feet and found that I could stand up.

"The water molecules in my body are controlled by you, rotating at high speed and friction to generate heat. As a result, the high temperature burned my skin to the point of cracking... So no matter how carefully I protect myself outside the body, it's all useless." Siba'an said slowly.

Said, "But I don't understand why you overuse this ability."

"I don't understand how you escaped," Ji Shanqing avoided answering, only saying: "After all, how can a person escape the moisture in his own body?"

"By boiling my heart directly, wouldn't it save you a lot of energy?" Siba'an continued what he had said, nodded his chest, and said: "The reason why you didn't do this is because you still

Are you waiting for the conditions to mature? Or are you saying that you can't do it? Let me think about it...you have to say a few words to me before every attack, so that you have time to 'connect' with the water molecules in my body, right?"

Ji Shanqing rarely encounters such evenly matched minds - or is this man, like his sister, particularly alert and flexible in battle?

"The point is, how do you 'connect'."

Siba'an slowly raised his right hand straight to his side; the surrounding air suddenly seemed to come alive, gently licking his skin and wounds like water waves, and quickly wrapped his right hand. Likewise.

The process also happened on his jaw; this was probably one of his emergency treatments. "First of all, you can't make water molecules move just by thinking about it... Otherwise, there will be water molecules in the air."

There is also water, and my nasal cavity and trachea have been completely destroyed a long time ago. Secondly, you don’t need to touch me..."

"One more time, I'll help you think about it." The smile that flashed across Ji Shanqing's face was like a breeze blowing across an abyss.

This time, Sibaan did not hide away. In other words, he did not hide at all - when a cloud of blood suddenly exploded on his throat, even he seemed to be surprised; he hurriedly covered his neck,

He staggered back two steps. The severe pain made his face turn as white as if it were covered with a mask. His blood became shockingly red, and his eyes were as green as if they were about to burn.

"Speechless?"

Ji Shanqing secretly said it was a pity. He was a little impulsive by Siba'an's words just now, and took action before he could "contact" enough water molecules; otherwise, he would directly kill the other party's throat.

Even though it was completely burned out, it was not a problem. He was still too impatient. In addition to the first attack that burned the back of his hand because he was unwilling to let Sibaan touch him, the next two attacks aimed at the vital parts did not even burn out.

The other party is placed in a near-death situation.

Sibaan slowly put down his hand, his throat was dazzling red, as if the life had escaped from his body, draining him into the color of snow.

"...It's still early." His words were hoarse and low, with difficulty and pain, and his voice was obviously grinded out little by little. "I found...you can see my skin, but you can't see the layers of my clothes.

I can't even see the air...last time, I created half an optical illusion...you were indeed half a step off."

Ji Shanqing was shocked, but then calmed down and smiled at him: "So what?"

As he spoke, he stepped back.

His speed and skill are far inferior to Siba'an, but after losing the restraint of Silver Moon's power, as the data body that programmed this space, he has once again gained control over it. And in this reality

Between the fake villas, where the fog rolls, how fast or far a person can walk has nothing to do with combat power.

When he stepped back step by step to the real gate of the villa, Siba'an did not catch up - and he couldn't catch up. The blond man just stood far away in the rolling fog, seemingly different from the yard outside and the real gate.

They are only a dozen steps away, but they can't cross it.

"...She's in there, right?" Because her throat was injured, her voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.

Ji Shanqing bit his lip. It was not surprising that the other party noticed it; but the grievances that surged up from his heart made him so confused that he could hardly breathe.

He was angry. He really didn't understand, even though this man himself had admitted that he had no love for his sister, and his feelings for her were not the same as his own, why did he still insist on appearing here and taking her away?

Not my sister - fate is like a huge wave without mercy, and he can only rely on his thin arms to block it.

"Don't you understand yet?" He stared hard, so as not to blink away the tears in a blink of an eye. "You can't get close to me, you can't touch me, but I can see you. Even if I can only

I will burn you little by little, and you will be burned to death here today..."

Sibaan said "Oh" and smiled softly. "I didn't want to," he seemed to mutter. "Come in."

Who is he letting in?

Before Ji Shanqing could come up with an answer, the half-open camouflage door outside was kicked open hard - he was startled, and when he looked up, he happened to see Mr. Ito's wrinkled face.

; There was no expression on that face now, as if he had fallen into a big dream. He stopped by the door, raised his arm and waved hard at Sibaan, and his bones and joints suddenly broke out in a heart-wrenching sound.

, suddenly half longer than usual, and even the skin and muscle fibers were pulled apart, as if there was some irresistible force in front of him, tearing his arm alive.

...In the torn skin and muscle tissue, there was something white and long, flashing through the blood.

Before Ji Shanqing could react, his hand grasped Sibaan's collar. As Mr. Ito's bones and joints snapped back to their original positions, the pullback force produced Sibaan's collar.

Also dragged out - this space is centered on the area under the trapped person's feet. The more the person runs in a certain direction, the more the center continues to extend in the opposite direction; however, when the person himself does not move, the entire

When someone is dragged out of the door by external force, this spatial extension will naturally have no effect.

...Has that man even guessed the operating mechanism of this space? No, he probably just wanted to try this possibility, but he was allowed to try it.

Ji Shanqing reacted very quickly. As soon as he saw Siba'an being dragged out of the door by Ito, he turned around and rushed into the villa. He asked his sister to spend all the money before leaving the dungeon, just to make her sister happy; after all, at that time

Bohemia said that she was on her way here, and she had to give her sister hope that she would be happy if she knew that she could get out and have the opportunity to see her. But now, he couldn't control so much - kill

The possibility of Sibaan suddenly decreased, then the sister must leave this place immediately, and he must not let her be found.

"What are you doing?" The therapist jumped up from the water tank in shock, "The treatment is not finished yet..."

"Change a place!" Ji Shanqing shouted and stretched out his hand to pull the water cabin door. However, after pulling hard a few times, he found that the water cabin had no intention of opening at all. When he thought of Ito, he suddenly fell towards Si for some reason.

On Ba'an's side, Siba'an might come in from elsewhere at any time, and he became as anxious as if he was being roasted on a fire. He shouted to the therapist: "Open the door!"

"There is no way," the therapist spread his hands, "I told you before I started doing this, unless the treatment is over..."

In this case, take the water tank with you.

Ever since he became a data body, he had never programmed so fast. When an aircraft wrapped around him, the water tank and the healer suddenly broke through the glass wall and flew towards the distant sea, he

It seems that I saw the blond man standing next to the villa from a distance, looking up at the sky - strangely, he was looking in another direction in the sky.


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