Chapter 8： It seems to be happy, and it seems to be satisfied.

Chapter 8 seems to be both joyful and satisfying.

The arrival of the    man instantly changed the atmosphere of the temple atrium.

The aura composed of "Qi" can maximize the emotional fluctuations of those with psychic abilities.

At this moment, the man's aura exudes a cold killing intent.

In front of this murderous aura, Monica, an ordinary person, suffered a lot.

And Moyu was unaffected, hiding his breath as much as possible in the dark, waiting for an opportunity.

The man walked towards Monica like this.

From stepping into the atrium to the present, the man's eyes have been on Monica without any change.

He walked to Monica and smiled, "Do you know why I didn't kill you?"

Monica's face was ashen, she could only stare at the "monster" she thought was approaching step by step.

She was stunned by the murderous aura, she could be said to have completely lost her ability to think, and naturally she did not have the ability to answer men's questions.

"You don't even have time to guess?"

Looking at Monica's reaction, the smile on the man's face became even stronger:

"It doesn't matter, I like chatting the most. In the next limited time, let me unilaterally tell you the reason slowly. The reason why I didn't kill you directly is of course because..."

Halfway through the words, the man's whole body was like a tiger and leopard that suddenly burst into flames, swooping towards Moyu who was hiding in the dark corner.

From this moment on, it doesn't matter whether the act of saying "I know why I didn't kill you" to Monica just now is unnecessary.

and "like chatting" are true or not, it doesn't matter anymore.

What the man wanted was to use words to attract and manipulate Moyu's attention, and then quickly end the fight.

“…”

In the face of the man's sudden attack, Moyu's face showed an uncontrollable look of panic.

Between the lights and flints, Moyu's reaction was caught in the eyes of the man.

"It turned out to be just a kid."

The man sneered disdainfully, and his right fist, which gathered a lot of psychic power, hit Moyu's key point at the fastest speed.

The fatal attack was approaching, and Moyu seemed to be frightened. He hurriedly retreated to avoid the attack, but he fell to the ground as if he had tripped over something.

This also caused the man's violent attack to fail.

However, Moyu, who fell to the ground, has obviously lost any ability to counteract.

Unless he has a weapon in his hand that can extend the attack distance, what awaits him will be the man's second-round lethal attack.

But Moyu was clearly unarmed.

In the end…

The kid in front of him is at best a rookie who has a first glimpse of his ability but does not know what fighting is, so he is not afraid at all.

"You must think I think so?"

The man suddenly restrained his disdainful smile, and pointed at Moyu's hands that were on the ground with his cold eyes like a poisonous snake.

Also at this moment, Moyou, who fell to the ground, took advantage of the situation and pulled out a sharp western-style kitchen knife hidden under a rag, and immediately stabbed straight at the man's right wrist, which was maintaining a punching posture.

This is the part that Moyu can attack the fastest.

It's just that the man didn't take it lightly from the beginning, and he noticed Moyu's small movements for the first time, so how could he be stabbed.

It’s perfectly fine to dodge—

However, in order to end the battle faster and more concisely, this man who seemed to take pleasure in killing, spread out his right palm and took the initiative to face the western-style kitchen knife that Moyu stabbed.

Puff!

The sharp and long blade penetrated the man's palm, spattering a lot of blood.

However, the man's face was expressionless, instead of withdrawing his hand, he pressed down **** the blade.

As the blood splattered, the entire palm slid from the blade to the handle.

Immediately afterwards, the man seemed to feel no pain, and with the **** palm pierced by the kitchen knife, firmly grasped Moyu's knife-holding hand.

"The amount of manifested energy I can release is a lot higher than yours, so from the moment I control you closely, you have already lost everything, come on, let me see how panic you really are."

The man had a calm face, as long as he wanted to, his other hand with "qi" could put Moyou to sleep at any time.

You can get rid of a Psychic without even needing abilities.

Although he is a kid, he can also bring a little sense of accomplishment.

Moyu struggled for a while, but since his "manifest energy" was less than the opponent's, the struggle had no effect.

However, the vigilance of the opponent was so high that he was surprised, and the courage and ruthlessness that exchanged injuries for the foundation of victory should not be underestimated.

This guy...is more troublesome than what we see on the bright side.

"It turns out that you deliberately said so much nonsense to Monica, not just to distract my attention, but you really like chatting."

Moyou sighed, not calm and calm, but he didn't show the panic and panic that the man wanted to see.

The man stared at Moyu's reaction and said coldly, "It seems that I underestimate you, so don't take it easy in your next life, so you can live longer."

"Say as if I don't do anything, you will let me go, your aura, but you reveal your inferiority without reservation."

"Tsk, is it that obvious?"

The man said faintly: "Indeed, after seeing your anger, I have already regarded you as my prey."

Before he finished speaking, he punched Moyou directly.

The controlled Moyu seemed to be unavoidable, but he was waiting for the moment when the opponent made a deadly attack.

Just as the ferocious fist was about to smash Moyou's head, a pair of dark hands that appeared out of nowhere, protruded from both sides of the man's cheeks, immediately covered the man's face, and folded back sharply.

Crack!

The man's head was folded backwards by the black hands, and the throat bone was broken and pierced through the skin, bringing out a large amount of blood.

"Um?"

The sudden change made the man's expression instantly freeze, and doubts were entrenched in his head like wildly growing vines.

what happened?

He wanted to say something, but he could only make an unknown sound like a leak, and soon turned into a corpse and fell to the ground.

The shadow dummy that appeared behind the man out of thin air slowly retracted his hands, and then returned to the normal shadow under Moyu's instructions.

First, create a layered illusion to hide the existence of the shadow dummy, and then let the shadow dummy appear at the most critical moment to perform one-hit kills.

So the battle was over in less than a minute.

Moyu looked down at the man's corpse, with some inexplicable emotion brewing in his heart.

seems to be both pleasure and satisfaction.

"It's weird, I'm pretty sure I don't like killing people, but why do I feel that way?"

Moyu raised his index finger to his chin, and said to himself in confusion:

"Is it because I saw this guy fall into a pre-arranged trap step by step? Or because I solved a problem without much effort? Kind of like a game speedrun?"

"By the way, I don't even know what this guy's name is, and he has the ability to read... Er, does he have the ability to read?"

"Forget it, it doesn't matter."

Moyu shook his head slightly, then looked at the man's body again.

The feeling of victory just now reverberated in my heart.

The battle of the    mind ability is really interesting, as long as you successfully lay a foreshadowing, you can end the battle in an instant.

And I can get stronger...

Thinking of this, Mo You unconsciously revealed a smile.

And Monica saw what happened to the man and Moyu's smile, but she felt cold all over.

(end of this chapter)