Chapter 211： really good (4/5)

Chapter 211 is really good (45)

Not to mention the eyesight that can see the whip shadow clearly, grabbing the whip with his bare hands without being hurt is enough to explain a lot of problems.

At this moment, Neil had a clear understanding of Moyu's strength.

But Moyuna's move to release the whip and the words "You are qualified" made Neil confused.

The stunned Neil retracted his whip, pulled the distance away, and then stared at Moyu.

"What do you mean by that?"

"literal meaning."

Moyu glanced at his unharmed palm at will, and immediately walked forward.

Judging from Neil's initial offensive, he would normally judge that the opponent is a reinforcement type.

But Moyu noticed a little sense of inconsistency from Neil's reading skills and the slightly strange way of exerting his power.

The psychic form wrapped around the whip...

It is not the strengthening effect given by the strengthening system, nor is it "Zhou" that simply wraps the mind power around the whip, but the mind power that is separated from the body is attached to the whip.

That's why a slender psychic fault appeared between Neil's body and the whip.

Moyu observed this information in a short time, and made the judgment that Neil is a release type.

In order to verify whether this judgment is correct, he directly reached out and grabbed the whip.

And this unscathed result shows that his judgment is correct.

Although there are more reliable verification methods, Moyu doesn’t mind taking the consequences of misjudgment.

This is spiritual practice.

In order to better improve his judgment in battle, Moyu felt that it would be more effective to take the initiative to bear the pressure.

Even if it is a misjudgment that causes his right hand to suffer injuries such as fractures, he will accept it calmly.

"Come again."

Came to the middle of the ring, Moyou looked at Neil expectantly.

is like saying: Come on, come and hit me.

“…”

Neil's cheeks twitched slightly.

I thought I could win this victory stably.

But the boy in front of him is no soft persimmon at all!

This special code is a wolf in sheep's clothing!

Will I lose...?

's worst prediction came to mind, but it was cut off by Neil in the next second.

"Stop looking down on people!!"

Neil's eyes were wide open, his right hand holding the whip was raised above his head, and then it turned like a propeller.

woohoo-!

The energy stirred by the    whip whip gathered around Neil into a vortex visible to the naked eye.

Kaka-!

The strands of thought power that spilled out from the edge of the vortex fell on the stone slab, cracking it into cracks.

「Vortex」

This is Neil's killer.

Moyu calmly glanced at the arena slate that was shattered by the overflowing thought power.

The shattered strands of psychic power can have such power, and only the release type can do it.

This guy is obviously a person who releases the power of kinship, but he chose a weapon like a whip.

As a result, the qi that should have been separated from the body and exerted its power was weakened by the fact that it was attached to the whip.

If you have to use a whip, it is actually more in line with the current state of use. It is to treat the whip as an existence similar to the chamber of a gun, and then swing the whip to directly throw the mind power out of the body.

Conier chose the worst way to use it.

There is no doubt that this is another "Huashi Doulang" who doesn't know enough about the mind system.

"Anyway, let's feed it first."

Moyu watched the battle that Neil made, and instead of retreating, he faced the vortex that was rolling with energy.

Seeing Moyu's unreasonable response, Neil no longer had the ridiculous idea that Moyu was courting death.

However, he believes that Moyo's big move is very likely to be the key to his victory.

"Going to hit!"

"Just hit it once!"

Neil stepped forward, and the vortex he drove pushed straight towards Moyu.

Ling Lie's strong wind rolled up a pile of rubble, like a planetary ring around, and the next moment it flew into the air.

Such an offensive is quite a battle.

Moyu stared at the approaching vortex, still sticking out his right hand like lightning.

Snapped!

A soft sound.

Moyu's right hand held the tail of the whip precisely again.

Immediately after, the repressive force, which was amplified by the power of thought, just smashed the astonishing vortex away.

"you…!!"

The unique skill that    was proud of was destroyed so easily, Neil's face changed suddenly, and an incredible light flashed from the depths of his eyes.

Suddenly, the thought of using brute force to pull Moyou directly flashed in his mind.

But before he could decide whether to take action, he saw Moyu let go of the whip again.

"Are there any other moves?"

After    released the whip, Moyu asked curiously, looking at Neil whose eyes were a little dull.

Grabbing the whip in high-speed motion with bare hands can be regarded as a good practice experience.

This made him look forward to Neil's next move.

“…”

Looking at Moyuna's ease, as if he was playing, Neil suddenly became angry.

I don't believe it anymore!

Neil vented his energy like crazy, waved his whip and greeted Moyu.

On the    arena, bursts of air bursts suddenly resounded.

But the next moment.

The whip that was thrown out with great effort was caught by Moyu with precision again.

Neil began to doubt life.

Not only him, but the vast majority of the audience in the audience also began to doubt life.

They had never seen such a scene, they just felt that Neil, who always liked to show violence, seemed to live up to their expectations.

"Master is amazing!"

Men Qi's eyes lit up.

She thought that Neil was an enhancement type, so she thought that Moyu had perfectly counteracted the attack power from the whip through his superb chanting skills.

Such excellent control makes her yearn for it.

The battle on the    arena continues.

Maybe the atmosphere in the venue became strange.

The referee is like a decoration, he can only watch Neil keep swinging the whip, Moyou keeps picking up the whip...

on the commentary stage.

The narrator with ten years of experience in the industry can't even fix it.

Who can tell her how to explain this battle? !

This weird game…

made the audience who bet Neil win a little panic, also made the referee as numb as a sculpture, and even made the commentator at a loss as to how to cut in.

And Neil in the ring is about to collapse.

Special code just wants to pry to Tokachi by stealing chickens...

Why let him suffer this kind of mental torture.

Neil has realized that Moyu's strength is not an opponent he can contend with.

But if he just gave up his struggle, he would lose his qualification to stay on the 200th floor.

That tug-of-war-like thought was what forced Neil to persevere.

"really not bad."

Neil's persistence brought Moyu a good practice experience.

If only I could come here once a day.

Moyu thought so.

finally-

Neil couldn't bear the humiliation and chose to admit defeat.

this moment.

There was an unprecedented silence in the venue.

Countless gazes focused on the boy.

This is a newcomer!

This is the wolf!

(end of this chapter)