"The rules are like this. ”

Nalan Twilight distanced himself from Youmeng, his voice echoing through the hallway.

"I'm going to keep smashing you with the tennis balls in this basket, and you can dodge damage by dodging, blocking, catching, and whatever else you can. If a tennis ball hits your torso or head, then you lose, and if the ball in the basket doesn't touch you, then I lose, understand?"

"Sounds like a bullet hell game. Youmeng said.

"It's a game, but it's not child's play. Nalan Yu lightly threw the tennis ball in his hand twice and said, "With your small body, if I go down this ball, you may die." ”

"That being said, as long as you don't get hit, isn't it?" A confident smile appeared on Youmeng's face. She lowered her center of gravity, tensed her muscles, and was fully prepared, and said:

"Your Excellency Nalan, are you ready to start?"

"Of course you can!" Nalan Yu tightened his upper arms and made a standard tossing motion, "So, first ball!"

It's too late, it's too fast, and when the words fell, the first ball was already out of his hand, flying straight towards Youmeng's head.

It's a straight ball with no technical content, and its trajectory is a pure straight line without a hint of undulation. If such an attack came from someone else's hand, Youmu didn't even bother to take one more look, and he could shoot it down with a single sword, but this time, the situation was slightly different.

The ball hit the erected scabbard, deviated from its intended trajectory, and bounced to the side, no longer posing a threat to her. Youmeng was unscathed, but it wasn't easy.

"It's so urgent, so fast...... It's heavy!"

This is how she thinks about this ball in her heart.

As soon as she saw Nalan Twilight raise her hand to shoot the ball, she immediately raised her sword to meet it, but before she could finish her defensive move, the ball was already flying in front of her—that was its speed. Youmeng's block is actually very dangerous, if she reacts a little slower and her hand movements are a moment late, then she has already been shot in the head by tennis and is unconscious.

In addition, when she took the ball, its impact instantly spread through the scabbard and spread throughout her body in an instant. For a moment, Youmeng seemed to have collided with a crazy rhinoceros, and his defensive posture was almost overwhelmed by that huge force. Until the tennis ball landed, her arms were still completely paralyzed and unconscious.

It's not a tennis ball, no, it doesn't even count bullets, it's a cannonball!

"I can't compete with this guy anymore. ”

Even if the simplest blow is enough, the next attack will only be more dangerous. If you fight hard head-on, you will have an accident sooner or later if you use your own shortcomings and hit the other party's strengths. Thinking like this, Youmeng immediately changed his strategy. Man is no match for wild beasts, and that's why man invented weapons. Demon Dream is not a wrestler, but a martial artist, and a martial artist must have the practice of a martial artist.

"How's it going, is your body warm?" asked Nalan Twilight with a smile, "Next, I'm going to do it!"

"Let the horses come!" Youmeng shouted, raising her scabbard again.

"Take it, Banana Ball!"

The second ball, with the power of the whirlwind, flew from the side. Compared to the first ball, the speed of this ball has slowed down significantly, and its trajectory has become more bizarre. Because of the rotational force, it cut a considerable arc through the air, and finally aimed at Youmeng's waist.

The biggest difficulty in dodging a curveball compared to a straight ball is the unpredictability of its trajectory. If it is a straight ball, just looking at the posture of the pitcher, you can predict the trajectory and landing point. This is also the main reason why in the first ball, although Youmeng suffered a big loss in speed, he was still able to block it without danger.

But this second ball, until its final landing point was determined, the demon dream began to act, and at that time, it was already a little dangerous. I saw that Youmeng quickly lowered his waist and rolled in a circle in front of him, the action was very ugly, but the result was perfect. All in all, she dodged this ball safely.

"Next the third ball, the high elevator ball!"

Nalan Twilight didn't give her time to breathe, she hadn't even stood up on one side, and on the other side, the ball had already been thrown. The ball is still a high-speed spinning arc ball, but it is not a horizontal arc, but a vertical one.

Thanks to the unspeakably large corridor space of the Red Devil Pavilion, the ball first lifted high and drew a beautiful "R" in the air, and then smashed down like a meteor, turning from "R" to "N". At that time, the demon dream had just gotten up and stood firm, and it was too late to react.

The tennis ball fell above her head without hindrance, and instead of diminishing its force, it was strengthened by gravity. For ordinary people, getting here basically means "game over", but for Youmeng, it's not like that.

Just inches from her scalp, the tennis ball suddenly stopped, as if caught by an invisible net. Then, the energy body floating on the head of the demon dream appeared, and the soft and pure white form like a cloud was the half-spirit of the demon dream!

This half-spirit is different from ordinary spirits, in fact, its form of existence is somewhere between spirit and entity, just as Yumu himself stands on the boundary between life and death. Depending on the need, it can either remain void or consume spiritual power, temporarily gaining the ability to touch physical objects. In contrast, a true spirit will simply pass through whatever it encounters.

The spirit caught the tennis ball, and the power on it was removed like cotton, and immediately it fell into nothingness, allowing the tennis ball to pass through it. I saw that Youmeng raised his head, shouted, and raised his hand to hit the free-falling tennis ball back with a stick.

"Nice counterattack!"

Nalan grabbed the tennis ball that flew back and nodded. "Sure enough," he thought to himself, "compared to that immature swordsmanship, this kid's real talent is still in spells. ”

"Come on," Youmeng raised her scabbard and pointed at Nalan Twilight, shouting, "Come on!"

"A little carried away, you girl!"

Nalan smiled and put the bamboo basket on the ground, and took out five tennis balls from it at a time. He tossed the tennis balls into a ring in the air, and cleverly caught them one by one, not missing one of them—this guy was playing circus juggling at such a time.

"No, it's not juggling!"

Youmeng frowned, and immediately gathered twelve points of spirit. As she had expected, the balls flew faster and faster in front of Nalan Twilight, and their shapes became blurry and indistinguishable. In an instant, things happened abruptly, and Nalan Twilight's right hand, which was supposed to catch the ball, actually threw those tennis balls out one after another like a trick.

"Straight Shot: Five Combos!"

Although Nalan Hui only used his wrist strength, not his whole body, his speed was exactly the same as the previous balls—this guy was a real monster! Their flight trajectories were all in a straight line, the same as the first ball, but there were as many as five, and they flew in turn and at different angles.

Youmu didn't have much time to react, no, not much, not at all, but she didn't need it either. All martial artists have the ability to see the moves and routines of the opponent and react in advance according to the opponent's posture and posture, eyes and breath, etc., before the enemy makes a move, which is "prediction". There are many stunts in this world that cannot be resisted once shot, and there are many such stunts, Nalan Twilight, who is standing in front of Youmeng.

At this time, she needs to anticipate and react before her opponent makes a move, so that as soon as the opponent makes a move, she is already one step behind.

"If you don't use your arm strength and waist strength, you won't be able to throw an arc, and the five balls will come in turn, either attacking the same point in a row, or attacking from different angles, the latter is obviously a more correct option!"

She was right.

No arc means no change, no change, then there must be a blind spot that can never be hit. In the face of these five murderous shells, Youmeng did not retreat, on the contrary, she was rushing forward!

Because directly in front of her, in front of Nalan Twilight, is his biggest dead end!

These five balls are thrown from the same point, so the closer they get to that point, the smaller their impact surface will be. This truth, when Youmeng was so small that he couldn't even lift his sword, he already understood.

Looking at the demon dream that rushed up, Nalan Yu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled. By the time Youmu had perfectly avoided the tennis, he had already begun to applaud.

"Yes, yes," he smiled, "teachable." ”

"Whew-"

Demon Dream stood firm in front of Nalan Twilight, took a long breath, and said:

"Anything else?"

Nalan Yu glanced at the bamboo basket at his feet and said:

"I still have a lot of them, but you, can you keep up with your physical strength?"

"Please don't underestimate it, Lord Nalan, I can still last a whole day with this level of consumption. ”

"Really, then go ahead, I just wanted to play with you at first, but seeing how hard you worked...... Nalan Twilight moved his knuckles a little, "I'm getting a little bit of a desire to win, too." ”