Chapter 985: The Long Ying Moves Without Form
Mr. Zhuan said in a deep voice: "The two of us are enough!"
After he finished speaking, he turned his wrist and a short-handled sickle appeared in his hand. After gently waving it, a thin stream of water appeared at the tip of the sickle, and a ray of crimson light flickered on the blade.
At the same time, an illusory image floated up behind him, as if it was intentional. The shape and shadow were not very real, as if trapped in the fog. One could only vaguely see a red tasseled spear in the hand.
Mr. Mask flew out from his face, and then colorful light gathered from the surroundings and turned into a tall figure with complete hands and feet.
The figure was scattered like light smoke at first, but after a while, it gradually solidified and turned into a person wearing a mask and casual clothes. Both the clothes and the exposed skin were exactly the same as a real person.
Zhao Zhenye looked at him and said, "Mr. Tang, you have entrusted a lot of power to me this time, right?"
Mr. Mask put his hands in his pockets. "There's nothing I can do. Last time, even with 30% of my strength and Lao Zhuan, I couldn't defeat you. Now, if I use more than 70% of my strength and join forces with Lao Zhuan, I think I can at least give you a fight, right?"
Zhao Zhenye said, "Mr. Tang, you are too modest. If it were me before, I might have been kept here by you today."
Mr. Mask looked at him curiously for a few seconds and said, "I was wondering what you were practicing. So, you have successfully practiced the secret technique from last time?"
Zhao Zhenye said, "Mr. Tang, stop joking. Since you're here today," he glanced at the box next to Mr. Zhuan, "I guess you're ready to deal with my stuff."
Mr. Zhuan said, "If it is necessary, I will use it." After saying this, he slowly raised the sickle in his hand.
At this moment, Mr. Mask suddenly turned into a ray of smoke rising up. In a flash, he came to the side of Zhao Zhenye and punched him in the air. Colorful smoke suddenly burst out in front of the fist.
Zhao Zhenye didn't seem to be carrying any weapons. He just raised his arm wrapped in a boxing belt, stepped forward and placed one hand on the front of his fist. The silver-white flame naturally blocked the flowing smoke, and at the same time, he gently tilted his body and pulled the whole thing to the side.
With a whoosh, a large amount of air was displaced, and a red tasseled spear stabbed towards him from a distance. He took a step to the other side, and with a bang, the airflow from the tip of the spear brushed past his side, causing his hair to fly, and the ground behind him was plowed by the air wave, leaving a long gully.
The spear was obviously thick and heavy, but it was retracted as light as a feather and stabbed at his chest again. He raised his elbow slightly, but the spear head turned in mid-air, avoiding his elbow and stabbing down at his armpit. He twisted his waist and smashed down with his elbow, knocking the spear tip away. A ball of dazzling light immediately burst out at the point of contact.
Mr. Mask had come behind him at this time, his figure dragging an arc of smoke in the air, and punched him on the back. Mr. Zhuan stood there without moving at first, but the foreign minister behind him was handing out the spear. At this moment, he leaped forward, and the sickle in his hand drew an arc, pecking at Zhao Zhenye's face.
The two were obviously very good at cooperating, and they executed the tactics well from the start, forming a situation of attacking from the front and back.
Zhao Zhenye took a breath, and a cloud of mist emerged from behind him. An invisible hand blocked the way of Mr. Mask, who punched it, causing ripples to erupt and circles of silver-white light to fly out.
Before he could launch another attack, he saw Zhao Zhenye turn around and slash at him with a knife. Since he only had 70% of his original body's strength and was still the condensed form of God, he was definitely inferior to the opponent in a head-on fight. So he was unwilling to fight him head-on and was about to retreat quickly with his speed, but at this moment he was suddenly sucked in by an invisible force field.
Great blue sky style!
Although Mr. Mask was restrained, he was not in a hurry at all, because Mr. Zhuan had already handed the sickle in front of Zhao Zhenye. The hook tip pecked down, but hit an invisible barrier. This was the obstacle of Zhao Zhenye's foreign minister. But at the same time, the foreign minister above him shook the red tassel, and the tip of the gun flashed, and it rushed out like a dragon!
The force of the gunshot suddenly increased, almost covering all the directions where Zhao Zhenye could dodge. If he insisted on attacking Mr. Mask, he would definitely be stabbed.
He had no choice but to give up this move, turned around, and wrapped his palms like snakes, grabbing the attacking spear head with his backhand. Silver-white light flashed on the part of his body that made contact. With a bang, an extremely powerful force pushed up from the spear, pushing the whole person far away. Wherever he passed, a huge wave of smoke rolled out to both sides.
At this time, Mr. Mask followed up again and struck his shoulder with a palm. He wanted to reduce the force to avoid it, but he couldn't do it now. Even though the former's power was not as good as the original body, the spiritual fire on it was real. He couldn't ignore such an attack, so he slapped his right hand to the left to block it.
But at this time, the opponent exerted force again, and the tip of the red tassel spear was lifted upwards, which made his feet leave the ground, and the whole person was lifted into the air!
Mr. Zhuan suddenly exerted force with his legs, like an arrow shot from a bow, instantly tearing through the air. The broken gravel on the ground had just splashed up when he appeared in front of Zhao Zhenye, and used the sickle in his hand to hook his jaw.
Just as he moved, an illusory hand appeared in the air, holding down the sickle, and seemed to knock him down, but Mr. Mask came to the side and kicked the illusory hand, causing it to deflect away.
Mr. Zhuan turned the sickle in his hand and instantly rested it on one of Zhao Zhenye's arms. The spiritual fire of both sides collided and splashed. Zhao Zhenye knew that the only way to deal with two people was to move quickly. Once he was controlled in place, he would definitely be in trouble. So he shook and pulled his arm, freeing his arm from the hook.
Mr. Mask circled around and hit him on the ear, but Mr. Zhuan stepped on the air and swung his arm, and the sickle attacked his lower abdomen from another angle.
With two bangs, the invisible body behind Zhao Zhenye blocked Mr. Zhuan's attack, and he raised his hand to block Mr. Mask's fist. But at this moment, a burst of colorful light burst out of Mr. Mask's eyes.
This made him suddenly lose consciousness.
At the same time, Mr. Zhuan suddenly turned sideways. Just behind him, a huge red tasseled spear had already approached him, and the speed of this spear was incredibly fast. It was obvious that the two had planned the attack in advance.
Zhao Zhenye had nowhere to hide. With a bang, the huge tip of the gun pierced his chest. The highly condensed spiritual fire on it instantly broke through the outer layer of silver-white light. The entire tip of the gun pierced into his chest and then came out from his back.
The huge spirit's eyes flashed with brilliance, and it shook the gun in its hand, and a powerful force suddenly burst out from within.
With a loud bang, Zhao Zhenye's upper body exploded.
When Mr. Zhuan and Mr. Mask saw this scene, they did not relax their expressions and continued to stare at that place, because the exploded body was not flesh and blood, but a ball of mist.
Then they saw the illusory figure behind them turn around and solidify into another Zhao Zhenye, and they were both startled.
This is... the secret of the Fusion School, the formless body!
This kind of secret is not surprising after it is revealed. It is to use the external appearance to replace the real body to act outside, while the body itself is hidden and invisible, so as to achieve the purpose of exchanging the real and the virtual, and making the fake look real. No wonder Zhao Zhenye's spiritual appearance has always been the same size as his own body. It turns out that the root is here.
Mr. Zhuan and Mr. Mask looked at Zhao Zhenye coldly. Because of the outbreak just now, they were not in a hurry to step forward at this moment.
Even though they hadn't succeeded in killing each other, it didn't matter to them. If they failed once, they could just coordinate again. Working together meant that if one was under attack, the other could adjust easily. Even if a loophole appeared, the other could still step up at the critical moment.
They can make countless mistakes and organize attacks repeatedly, but the opponent only needs to make one mistake and there is no room for recovery.
Not to mention that the secret technique just now can only be used once in a battle. Even if it can be used, it will no longer work as long as they are on guard.
Zhao Zhenye was also adjusting at this moment. He knew that he had to deal with only one opponent at a time as much as possible and could not allow two people to attack him at the same time, which would be too disadvantageous.
This is not completely without chance, because the formless body is only a spiritual form after all, and it does not fully exert the strength of the original body. However, using this can exchange for an outburst of the two people, causing the opponent to consume more energy, which is not considered a disadvantage.
The three of them were suspended in the air at this moment, allowing themselves to fall down. Just when they were about to land back on the island, the three of them moved at the same time. The air under Mr. Zhuan and Zhao Zhenye's feet exploded at the same time, and they flew towards each other. Mr. Mask also flew up in a circle.
In the blink of an eye, the three of them fought again, and there were intensive collisions and roars in the field.
The spiritual fire in them was not constantly present, but would suddenly emerge at the moment before contact. This not only saved energy but also made it impossible to predict their movements, a testament to their extreme confidence based on mastery of technique.
While the three of them were fighting, their spirit images were constantly colliding with each other, sometimes fighting each other, sometimes attacking each other's bodies, but they were very adapted to this, and they all used extremely fast speeds to block and parry, and it did not hinder the original offensive rhythm at all.
Even if it is a spiritual form, it does not appear completely all at once, but remains a vague and illusory whole. It only becomes a solid entity at the moment of attack or defense, which makes it appear more hidden and sudden.
There were constant dense and intense explosions above the island, and wave after wave of air ripples were pushed outward, causing the waves that rushed onto the shore to be shattered before they reached the shore, and rolled back to the rear, forming a huge arch tide.
The strange phenomenon here was also discovered from afar by some passing ships, and the situation was immediately reported by telegram.
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(End of this chapter)
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