The speed of the fog was so fast that even Wang Hao felt like a roller coaster after a long absence. Wang Hao, who was in the center of the speed, couldn't help but laugh happily, she ripped off the hair rope, and let the wind stir up the excessively long black hair, like countless snakes dancing wildly.

"Yahu————!! hahaha!!"

Wang Hao looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, like a zero-shaped rune with vertical eyes appeared on the girl's fair forehead, Wang Hao's vision was suddenly divided into two completely different pieces, one was the perspective brought by the pupils on the body, and the other was the vision of the gods from the grand will of the clouds.

In the sky of Gensokyo, there seems to be a magnified ethereal rune that is hundreds of millions of times brighter and uncertain, and it seems to be hanging high in the sky, but there is nothing to feel carefully.

And in the vision of the god of nothingness, an endless thin mist gathered from the entire Gensokyo, and what was captured by himself was only an insignificant diversion within it. The fog gathered towards a point, and it was obviously loud but not at all noticeable.

As the endless mist gathered, a figure appeared. The runes on Wang Yu's forehead slowly faded, and the chains were untied with them, and they were retracted into their gauntlets with the sound of steel clashing.

Wang Yu flew forward with inertia for a distance, and lightly stopped in the air.

"Eh, yes, this god, I just want to have a banquet, as for chasing and fighting so hard......"

The tender voice sounded in the mist, Wang Yu turned his back on his hands, and the dark snake tail couldn't help but sway slightly with excitement.

"First of all, I don't care about others, but the Red Devils spend money on banquets, secondly, I hate others manipulating my thinking, and finally, ......"

The excited smile on the girl's face suddenly turned hideous and joyful, and she raised her left arm and opened her five fingers towards the enemy in the mist, revealing the abstract pattern. Endless magic poured into Delome, starting from his shoulder, the dark lines of the vines lit up with dazzling red rays one after another, and finally converged in the palm of his hand, turning the strange sunflower into a dazzling blood sun.

"I've been holding back for five months, uncle, I'm hungry and thirsty!!!!!!"

For Wang Hao, who had already captured the Heavenly Cup, the result of the third method of soul embodiment in the Moon World, as early as the third star, his magic power would always be equal to his output, and there would never be a day when he would run out. And after obtaining the treasure forged by the big demon, this provided him with an extremely simple and practical way to attack, that is, to fill the divine power, fill the divine power, fill the divine power, and then blast out with a magic cannon.

In the depths of his soul, the marigolds filled with the restless river of death hummed and swirled rapidly, providing Wang Yu with an endless stream of divine power.

And the figure in the depths of the fog raised his eyebrows with interest, the sound of the cork being pulled out and the sound of swallowing sounded at the same time, and the drunken soft and glutinous child's voice whispered in Wang Hao's ears.

"Oh?' the smell of the 'demon...... Well, it doesn't matter, are you going to duel me, god?"

Wang Hao's hoarse roar was mixed with the bombardment of the magic cannon, and a scarlet pillar of light with a diameter of dozens of meters burst out from the girl's palm, and the sky seemed to dim for a moment, which was the illusion caused by the sudden appearance of a brighter light source.

"You, guess, guess?!!"

The long-lasting mist was torn apart in an instant, and the scarlet magic cannon slowly moved forward, but this was only the effect of the senses that smelled the danger of the breath automatically speeding up their thinking. The vague figure in front of the mighty magic cannon was as small as a worm, but ......

"Hmph. ”

A chuckle.

"Wow"

A few shattering sounds.

"Hey—"

The girl's cute and delicate hum.

"—Ha!!"

Thunderous drinking on the flat ground.

The scarlet pillar of light vanished in an instant, and a purple wine gourd with several talismans attached to it revealed as the last few strands of blood-colored light dissipated.

Of course Wang Yu recognized what it was, the belongings of the "strange" ghost king among the four ghost kings of the ghost clan, and the infinite wine jug with weapon effects-

Ibuki scoop.

It was this small flask that had shattered Wang Hao's nameless magic cannon, and now it was taunting the girl as if it were dripping and spinning in the air.

"Is this the sport you've chosen? Eh, it's been a long time since I've seen such a bold human - what about the rules?"

"It's simple. ”

Wang Yu stretched his arms and looked at the ghost king with the appearance of the young girl without fear.

It was an ordinary, cute little girl, somewhere between a young girl and a young girl. With long brown hair and eyes, and a slightly drunken flush on her fair little face, she looks like a bear child who has stolen her father's wine, and the clothes that can be called "fancy dresses" in the outside world are not unusual in Gensokyo. If you have to find something out of the ordinary...... It was only the exaggeratedly proportioned brown horns on her head.

Horns, chains, wine.

A symbol of the Oni Clan.

Wang Yu didn't care how the ghost king escaped from the ground in defiance of Yakumo Murasaki's ban now, nor did he care what the reason for the reappearance of the disappeared ghost clan in Gensokyo. All he wants now is a hearty fight!

"The last one standing...... It's a winner!"

A white glove engraved with a circle and a proverb appeared on the girl's right hand, and Wang Yu pounced on the strange ghost king hundreds of miles away with hideous joy, and the river of death turned into a scarlet streamer and flowed along the thorn pattern on her body, like a heartbeat.

"Good !!"

The Ghost King, who was still delirious a second ago, had bright and terrifying eyes at this moment, as if there was a burning fire in them. A thunderous drink erupted from his petite body, making Wang Hao, who was close at hand, feel that his hearing was a little impaired.

"I'm Ibuki Suika, what's your name, human?"

"I'm Wang Hao, and I'm ...... I'm a youkai!!"

The two men of similar stature had exchanged several rounds of attack and defence in just a few breaths, but they both knew that this kind of exchange of distance and tempo at a tepid level — for them — could be nothing more than a test or a prelude.

With the development of one's own style and the improvement of one's strength, in high-level combat, combat skills have two diametrically opposed treatments. One is to pursue the ultimate in skill, eager to let every millimeter of energy exert several times the effect, and the other is to put more effort into improving one's own strength and crushing the opponent with the brilliant momentum.

And the reincarnators who have jumped out of the shackles of the frame will generally find a balance in it, and the ratio of skill and strength varies from person to person.

But for Wang Hao, he had no choice.

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I'm sorry.,I don't know why I can't open the starting point background just now.,The update was finished half an hour ago.。