Facing the agile Song Qingci, Bai Ling couldn't help but curl his lips.

This can be said to be a shortcoming of the Nameless Mist - its concealment is really too low.

After all, it is flowing mist, and it is easy for people to notice the change in flow direction.

There's no way around it. The nature of the material determines that this thing is unlikely to have any effect on people with extremely high perception.

However, this does not mean that Bering has no means of response.

“Not bad.”

In the mist, Bai Ling chuckled and said, "Your speed and strength are both top-notch. Among your peers, you can already compete for the title of the strongest."

"But the heat is not enough."

With his voice.

At this moment, countless mists completely gathered and returned to Bai Ling's side, kneeling at his feet, like subordinates submitting to authority.

The classroom was clear without the fog, and all the sleepy students showed themselves. Some of them set themselves on fire, and some hugged high school students.

I have to say, it was a riot of demons.

However, it was difficult for Song Qingci to care about everything around him.

The gray fog, like a raging wave, had tightly enveloped the space in front of her, and there was no room to move in the remaining open space.

Looking at the fog filling up in front of him, Song Qingci couldn't help but grit his teeth.

She knew that the remaining open space was Bering's "kindness".

It is also the only position she can hold.

This man is really too difficult to deal with.

Song Qingci believed that she had a lot of experience since childhood, but she never expected that someone could be so difficult to deal with.

She originally thought that the only people in the Countermeasures Bureau who deserved her attention were the director and the senior leaders of each branch. However, she did not expect that the pressure from the man in front of her was even greater than that from the director! Although she had never seen people like Wang Weizheng and Qi Guang, the director of the Countermeasures Bureau, she had seen and beaten the directors of the branches. She was a young woman with sharp and graceful movements.

Although Song Qingci had never fought before, she thought that as long as she spent more time improving herself, she might not have no shortage of ways to deal with it.

However, in front of Bai Ling, all she could feel was... powerlessness.

The gap between them was like a chasm. No matter how she attacked, the opponent seemed to be able to see it in advance. If it were just that, it would be fine. The key point was that the fog next to the guy was like a ghost, fierce and hard, and she couldn't get close to it at all!

Iron bastard! Song Qingci cursed in his heart.

However, thanks to the current situation, she calmed down and was able to look at the battle process cautiously.

Recalling his previous battles, Song Qingci suddenly discovered a problem.

That is, this man seems to be able to only notice attacks that he can "see" with his eyes.

If it came from the side, his reaction would be much slower.

"Yes, this is the key now!"

She perked up a little: "His dynamic vision is probably very developed, but vision is still vision, and he needs to use his eyes to see. If an attack comes from his blind spot, he probably won't be able to react!"

The key point now is to attack from all directions, so that he will have an illusion and be hit by the blade! Holding the two knives again with both hands, Song Qingci lowered her body weight, and took on an extremely aggressive posture, as if she would suddenly jump out in the next moment.

Looking at Song Qingci who was ready to sprint, Bai Ling raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Interesting." He said something ambiguous.

As his voice fell.

The next moment, Song Qingci's feet stomped heavily on the ground, and his body was like a flying fish swimming upstream in the sea, breaking through the foaming waves and rushing forward with layers of wind pressure!

Her speed was so fast that she even vaguely touched Qi Guang's side!

The red ribbon danced in the air, leaving a scarlet stream of light. The figure zigzagging forward and flying away drew a slender line behind it, which was imprinted on the retina like a blooming scarlet flower.

At this moment, Song Qingci was completely calm and gave his all!

Invisible mist surged up from both sides and wrapped around Song Qingci's ankles, as if it wanted to wrap around her feet and block her progress.

However, in front of her who was as fast as a meteor, even the nameless mist with strong consciousness was cut off horizontally, like a sharp knife cutting tofu, the incision was smooth and sharp.

The extremely fast speed flattened the surging fog. In just a blink of an eye, Song Qingci crossed the steps of the classroom and rushed in front of Bai Ling!

Looking at Song Qingci rushing towards him, Bai Ling narrowed his eyes slightly.

He held out his hand and waved it gently.

The vast ocean of consciousness roared and rushed into the black ring. The waves hit the dark surface of the ring, colliding to produce a deep and faint black light.

In an instant, a wall made of fog suddenly appeared in front of the two people.

But the next second.

It seemed as if it had noticed Bai Ling's actions.

Song Qingci stepped on the ground again and leaped into the air.

Then, she tapped the air with her toes, and the shadow behind her drew a distorted crimson phantom!

With a flash of light, Song Qingci's figure twisted for a moment, then appeared behind Bai Ling's right, and then swung his sword fiercely in that direction!

The long sword cut through the air, and the finely forged blade cut through the mist. It was as swift and powerful as silver lightning under the layers of dark clouds, or like two crescent moons hanging high in the sky, shining on the earth and suppressing it with a tremendous force!

Song Qingci had noticed this before. This was a blind spot that Bai Ling had not noticed before! He always ignored the attack from the right rear, perhaps because he had some defects in this aspect, or perhaps for other reasons. In short, swinging the knife hard at this place must be the only solution to this problem! When watching the blade in his hand cut through the air and slide forward, even Song Qingci couldn't help but feel excited.

'Win!'

In this way, I can become a graduate of the Countermeasures Bureau, join the Countermeasures Bureau, and then find the secret that has been bothering me...

With this thought in mind, the blade suddenly pressed down! ... Missed?

Song Qingci, who didn't feel that he had cut anything, couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

She looked up and found that Bai Ling, who was supposed to be standing in front of her, had disappeared.

Where are the people?

She was just about to put away the knife and turn around, but soon Song Qingci felt something was wrong.

When she lowered her head, she realized that there was thick and dense fog around her feet since she didn't know when.

This cloud of fog has been woven into a dense net. As long as you move slightly, the other side will be able to quickly cover you.

when……

Just when Song Qingci was at a loss.

Beside her, Bai Ling chuckled and said, "Why? Did you notice?"

He slowly walked out of the misty fog, with dense air entangled around him and a mask in his left hand. "Advanced hallucinations can deceive the brain, just like you thought you hit me, but in fact there is nothing in front of you."

He put on the mask, and his face, which seemed to be crying and laughing, looked extremely strange under the sunlight: "Have you ever thought that in fact, you have never escaped from the previous illusion from the beginning, and now, you are just falling into a new illusion?"

Song Qingci, standing in the trap, said nothing.

She just looked at Bai Ling silently, thinking about what she should do next to escape.

As for hallucinations and the like, she didn't really care.

After all, if this is really an illusion, then I just need to pierce that guy's body with a knife, and everything will be self-evident!

As if he saw Song Qingci's stubbornness, Bai Ling couldn't help but sighed: "Forget it."

He put the mask aside, shook his head and said, "If we keep going on like this, some people will wake up."

"Next, let me let you experience it for yourself."

As he spoke, Bai Ling stretched out his hand.

As he moved, the mist began to slowly thicken, expand, and grow.

Until "spin".