Misaka is not as relaxed as it seems!

This point is pretended to be seen by one party! Let him abandon the psychological tactics used to resist!

If Ichibantong compares him to an elementary school student with a firearm, then Misaka is just a junior high school student with a firearm.

Although there is a big difference in physical fitness between the two, it is enough to be wiped out by firearms.

This is quite a threat to both.

Misaka is not a perfect defense when it hits a side, but relies on the armed color to defend it.

Defending against the Armed Color is bound to cause damage.

Although Misaka's own damage was not as good as that of one side, it was not much worse.

It's just that it's directly offset by the excellent quality of Misaka itself.

The reflection of a party's passage is not a decoration.

When Misaka is once again close to one side passing.

One side of the passage actually fought back!

A pebble suddenly flew out from under the feet of one side of the passing!

Shout!

Bang!

This stone forcibly dragged out a red streamer in the air and hit Misaka's chest!

It's a pity that it hit Misaka's arm under Misaka's rapid blocking.

Misaka kept the block and slid backwards for several meters!

Call......

A gust of wind blew.

Green smoke came out of the arm that had been hit by the stone.

The sleeves were smashed through, revealing Misaka's wrists that showed red marks.

The clothing is also covered in armament color, which acts as a cushion and is a rather strategic invisible armor.

And the armed color attached to this is also strong.

Because the hardness needs to be strong enough for cushioning.

By the time the clothes are all blown off, it's time to run out of armor.

When Misaka's clothes are torn, it is equivalent to losing the value it has.

It's a powerful shield at most, and it's not necessary.

So Misaka took back the armed color that covered the clothes and took the armed color back into his body.

Misaka looked at the pale black arm that appeared in his eyes, and he also looked at the passage with an expressionless face.

The armed color can only be seen by those who have cultivated the armed color, which means that the armed color is completely invisible to a passer.

In his opinion, it was Misaka himself who relied on his physical fitness to forcibly block this blow.

Fang Tong pulled his arm and forcibly held it up to wipe the blood from the tip of his nose.

"Come on, Super Electromagnetic Cannon."

Fang Tong barely squeezed the words out of his mouth, but this was already the bellows that had made his lungs.

He gasped violently.

Who would have thought that not long ago, the strongest superpower who was invincible in the world could only fight with stones at this time?

After Misaka resisted this blow, there was still a little bit of armed color left.

Playing one side is equivalent to a strong man wearing steel armor to fight a porcupine, and the porcupine will also take the initiative to attack.

The strong man wore steel armor, and even if he could kill a porcupine, he would be seriously injured.

This is similar to the situation in Misaka.

Misaka adjusted his stance slightly and continued to walk towards one side.

One side immediately threw a stone again when Misaka was acting!

Shout!

It's a pity that this time Misaka didn't dodge or dodge and rushed over directly!

Bang!

Clang!

The stone hit Misaka's shoulder, and the pale black armed color instantly dispersed!

The stone exploded directly from Misaka's shoulder!

Borrow!

Misaka spun around a few times while rushing, and then ran in front of the passage of one side and punched again!

This time, one party experienced the feeling of being "reflected".

Bang!

Thump.

Thump.

Fang Tong was directly hit by this punch and tilted his head, and his already shaky body immediately couldn't support it and fell down directly.

And Misaka also collapsed due to exhaustion of physical strength.

But invariably, both of them struggled to their feet in the same way.

Both looked at each other gasping for breath.

One side of the passage can be regarded as clear.

It wasn't that he wasn't hurt when he hit him, but he just hid them to give him a sense of despair.

I have to say that this trick is really useful.

Fortunately, he didn't resist passively, and it is estimated that he really died easily under Misaka's fist.

Only then did one side understand that this was a close battle, not as crushing as it seemed on the surface. Excellent reading books

Although one side of the passage has been beaten, he is also indirectly beating Misaka.

Misaka also knew that his plan had failed.

But now is the time to hold your head high.

Misaka gasped, but still took a hard step forward, slowly maintaining his boxing stance.

Boom!

Misaka's momentum instantly crushed the passage of one side.

One side of the passage is also staring at Misaka without fear.

Although both sides have reached their limits, this is the time to decide the winner.

The distance between the two is less than two meters.

Misaka easily reached the range of boxing.

Instant right punch!

A fist with a weak arc attached to it slammed into the face of one passer!

In the face of Misaka's boxing, one side did not avoid it at all, and directly connected the fist with his face.

Bang!

Such a fist does no harm to the passage of one side in the slightest!

This time, Misaka was hurt!

Tear and pull!

The clothes on Misaka's right arm were torn apart in layers, stretching to the shoulder.

Pieces of clothing fluttered, and the tip of Misaka's arm was red and swollen.

The strength of the fist is enough, but the speed of retraction is too slow!

"It's too slow!!"

Seeing all this, Fang Tong shouted with wild laughter, and when he shouted, he spurted blood foam.

He was so excited, so excited that he forgot about the pain.

He saw the dawn of victory!

His computing power has been maintained in a range!

And Misaka's physical strength keeps decreasing!

It's definitely his victory!

Misaka didn't care about any of this, and once again came to one side to kill!

This time, Misaka let go of his fist and replaced it with a slap and fanned towards one side!

After one party finished shouting, he didn't speak at all, and he was directly slapped by Misaka!

Syllable!!!

The already red and swollen face of one party immediately had a slap print!

How could it be?!!

Fang Tong's pupils shrank, why could Misaka still hurt him when he was tired?

Poof!

Suddenly, a passing party felt a stream of warm liquid bounce off itself.

When I turned my head, I saw that Misaka's right hand was already dislocated!

His entire arm was dripping blood, and he was hanging beside him.

At this time, one party passed to understand why Misaka changed his fist to a slap.

Misaka has no reflex to resist the passage of one side at all!

Therefore, one side can push away Misaka's arm as long as it reflects a little force, and Misaka is replaced with a slap, which is easier to push away because of the angle.

And this is equivalent to indirectly increasing the speed at which Misaka closes his hand.

Before one side of the passage had time to shock Misaka's ruthlessness, Misaka's left hand came towards one side of the pass!

This time you can't be unguarded!

But it's also ............ to prevent it

Syllable!!!

This is the end of the thinking of one side.

There was also an extra slap mark on the left side of the face of Fang Tong.

"Wow!"

One party spat blood from his mouth, straightened up, rolled his eyes, and fell down.

Misaka also took a few steps back weakly, dislocated his arms.

But at least Misaka's legs still have strength.

Misaka walked up to the side with all his might, raised his foot, and gently put his foot on the head of the side.

Then apply it slowly.

At this moment, a familiar shout came from a distance.

"Stop!"

Crackling!!!

A ray of thunder flew past Misaka's side, and Misaka's body was directly overturned.

After rolling a few laps, he lay on the side and completely lost the ability to execute.

Misaka tilted his head sideways to look at the man who approached him with an earthy face.

It's Mikoto Misaka soaking wet.

"Abominable ......"

Lie on the ground with a warm feeling.

Misaka closed his eyes reluctantly.