Chapter 72 072 Farewell to Cambridge
Leaving aside Holmes and Christie's ongoing restructuring, at this very moment, in the office area, Don Quixote and Pu Songling are still proceeding according to their original plan.
Because when Xu Zhimo rushed in, Pu Songling and Don Quixote were trying to surround Miyazawa Kenji and Tanizaki Jun'ichirō, and had not considered that someone would rush in from behind the wall, the two were now very unlucky to be separated and had to fight alone.
Pu Songling, holding his notebook, was having a duel with Kenji Miyazawa and Jun'ichirō Tanizaki. Since Miyazawa had just eaten and Pu Songling's "ghosts" didn't need to rely on sight, it seemed like this situation would be resolved quickly.
Meanwhile, Don Quixote found himself in an unexpected predicament with Xu Zhimo.
Facing Don Quixote, Xu Zhimo, like a fish mocking a fisherman's clumsiness in the water, continuously unleashed his abilities, moving freely through this space. Then, before his opponent could react, he delivered a powerful kick.
Pure speed was converted into pure kinetic energy, and under the influence of his supernatural ability, this kinetic energy surged entirely towards the enemy. Even Don Quixote, with his massive size, couldn't help but take two steps back, slightly losing his balance.
Then, at the same moment of impact, the other foot kicked out and struck, and the instant the second foot struck, Xu Zhimo retreated at a speed no less than when he came—repeating the action as he hit the wall, changing the angle, and crashing into another wall from another side.
They continued to attack Don Quixote in this way, over and over again.
Although each attack didn't constitute a serious injury for Don Quixote, the accumulating pain made him increasingly annoyed...
No, that doesn't necessarily mean being annoyed.
The silver armor began to gleam, and the light that served as his eyes burned brighter and brighter like flames. Don Quixote continued to brandish his massive lance, laughing maniacally.
Don Quixote's strength lies in agility, but it's merely a matter of "emphasizing mobility more than anything else."
At least compared to "Saying Goodbye to Cambridge Again," which is purely specialized in mobility and whose combat power is solely derived from its terrifying speed, "Don Quixote" is at a clear disadvantage in terms of agility.
With ample experience and training, as well as a steady and methodical fighting style that was inconsistent with his own, Xu Zhimo had no obvious weaknesses that could be exploited.
In other words, at least for now, Don Quixote... could not possibly defeat Xu Zhimo.
"I know, I know, not the knight of this place!" Even with a weapon at a disadvantage, Don Quixote continued to swing with undiminished spirit. Even the shockwaves from his swings carried enough force to be deadly.
"I express my deepest respect for your superb skills!"
Don Quixote in his current form is no match for Xu Zhimo.
What is fortunate for Don Quixote and unfortunate for Xu Zhimo is that the current situation is not a one-man duel.
Seemingly having heard Don Quixote's words, Pu Songling, who had been locked in close combat with Kenji Miyazawa, suddenly raised his hand and abruptly ran towards Xu Zhimo with a stack of folded papers.
At the same time, Xu Zhimo had just kicked Don Quixote and was preparing to retreat in the same manner.
The papers were merely folded together; once thrown halfway, they scattered and drifted in the wind created by the clash between the two.
Xu Zhimo's expression began to change, while Pu Songling spoke, uttering a few words in a calm and unwavering tone.
"【Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio: The Living Snowstorm】"
In an instant, the paper industry twisted, shrank into a small ball, and then burst open, turning into a cold wind mixed with many silvery-white paper particles.
The cold wind swept through the surroundings, carrying away the heat in its wake with an almost predatory force, leaving a layer of frost wherever it passed—and Xu Zhimo and Don Quixote were naturally in the midst of this cold wind's outbreak.
Xu Zhimo's movements inevitably stiffened as he was hit by the cold wind, while Don Quixote's movements did not slow down at all, only his armor was covered with a layer of frost.
Seeing Xu Zhimo's stiff movements and inability to dodge, Don Quixote laughed wildly and swung his spear.
I deeply regret your weak physique!
If it hits, this blow would be enough to tear Xu Zhimo apart completely, killing him utterly.
Fortunately for Xu Zhimo, the current situation is not a one-man duel.
Like a torn and damaged curtain, the scene before Don Quixote began to fade. The lance struck the ground with a resounding crash, and Xu Zhimo kicked it again, causing him to stagger backward.
Jun'ichirō Tanizaki, who was supposed to be assisting Kenji Miyazawa, had somehow turned to this side, and the space in front of Don Quixote was once again covered by a curtain.
Having narrowly escaped death, Xu Zhimo stretched his limbs and grinned, saying, "Thanks, kid over there!"
Meanwhile, Jun'ichirō Tanizaki, sweating profusely, was constantly revising his fantasy due to the overly enthusiastic actions of Don Quixote and Xu Zhimo.
"If you're going to say thank you, at least be polite!"
Yeah, I was so annoyed that my attitude became much tougher.
Completely ignoring Jun'ichirō Tanizaki's attitude—and the content of his complaints—Xu Zhimo rubbed his neck and charged toward Don Quixote once again.
Even when his attack missed, Don Quixote did not lose heart, but continued to fight back with renewed vigor.
Seeing Don Quixote's unchanging attack, Xu Zhimo said in a relaxed tone, "If this is all you have, you're doomed to lose."
After all, the current situation is completely stalemate. And with home advantage and the possibility of reinforcements at any time, they have more leverage to stall for time.
"No need to worry about it." Don Quixote, who had raised his hand to block the direction from which the voice came and defended against Xu Zhimo's attack, looked up, his pale hands covering the light in his eyes.
"Fighting alongside allies guarantees victory!"
Unbeknownst to Xu Zhimo, Pu Songling's lips moved slightly beneath the cover of "Painted Skin".
【Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio: The Ghost's Blindness】
That is a "story" that allows people with their eyes covered to only see the scenes presented by ghosts and monsters.
Ghosts and monsters, on the other hand, do not need sight.
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