Ye Zhao was also sweating profusely at this time, he was more shocked than anyone else, and he was even more oppressed by the invisible and powerful pressure.

Every move of the opponent is prepared in advance, and his swordsmanship is targeted-

It was as if he had completely seen through his next move.

It was at this moment that a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his brain, and he remembered what the former Tianwei Palace said-

"One is that his sword can indeed predict the future, so he has already written down everything that will happen in the future in advance, as long as he is ready to deal with it, and the other is that he can see through the opponent's thinking, so he can also prepare in advance."

Ye Zhao swung the long sword, bounced it back, and his figure was agile, and he fell to the ground steadily.

He raised his head, his eyes were cold, stared coldly into the old ghost's eyes, and slowly spit out a few words-

"Mind reading?"

"Hehe, you finally understand...... the old ghost put the sword in front of him, facing him with his eyes closed, "With this [ECG Sword] of mine, unless you die or stop thinking completely, I will be able to accurately capture your thoughts, and all your actions are under my control!" ”

In the distance, a smug smile appeared on the corner of Feng Qili's mouth.

These mortals will not understand the greatness of our God's works!

If Shi Jiajia didn't die, there wouldn't be any suspense in this competition at all, but-

Even if it's an inferior person like an old ghost, as long as he holds my sword, he can still cut that path-

The road to victory, destined to be paved with blood and thorns!

"Completely restrained," Qi Chen muttered, lying lazily on the chair, looking down with interest, "Feng Qili is worthy of the [Left Hand of the Demon], this kind of genius casting, only he can do it, in this way, the one called Ye Zhao will fall into the invisible predicament of having nothing to do and slowly waiting for death...... Aha, that's funny......"

You're such a pervert.

Kenrin Sakura glanced sideways at him, then shifted her gaze downward.

If Ye Zhao and Wei Gong died here today, then all their arrangements would be useless......

Ye Zhao! You can't die here!

……

"Ye Zhao, what else can you do? Suppressed by me everywhere, it is like a trapped beast in a cage......" The old ghost sneered, raised the long sword in his hand, jumped high, and then slashed at Ye Zhao neatly.

The long swords of the two men pierced a ray of light in the air.

At first glance, it was like two lightning bolts swimming back and forth.

It's so passive, damn it......

Ye Zhao was very anxious in his heart, originally according to his thoughts, even if the other party knew what he thought, as long as the speed was fast enough, so that his actions could not keep up with his brain, he could still gain an advantage.

Who knew that the other party was also a master of the dark system, and his speed was amazing......

If this road doesn't work, I really don't know what else to do.

How can I keep him from seeing what I'm thinking?!

"It's useless!" The old ghost's face approached him, and he smirked, "As long as you live, you can't get rid of thinking." I'll definitely be able to know what you want to do. ”

It was at this time that a bold idea was born in Ye Zhao's brain-

He forced a sword out of his way, turned back, and landed steadily to the ground.

Smoke and dust rose everywhere, as if the killing intent was all over the audience.

The air was suddenly quiet......

It was as if everyone's hearts had stopped.

"What's wrong?" Someone in the audience asked softly.

"I don't know ......"

A smile appeared on the corner of Ye Zhao's mouth, "Hehe, since I can't use the Magic Pupil on you, then ......"

The thought born in his brain startled Shano.

"Bastard! What are you doing?! ”

"Don't you have mind-reading skills, you should know!" The corners of Ye Zhao's mouth curled into a smug smile, and he raised the long sword in his hand-

Then flipping it over, the [Eyes of Nightmare] aimed at his eyes.

"From now on, all my actions are contrary to what I think!"

Seeing this, Emiya almost jumped up with excitement.

"Ye Zhao! Attaboy! ”

The Eye of the Nightmare can be said to be an advanced hypnotic ability, which can be used on others and, of course, on oneself.

When everyone saw this, they hadn't reacted yet.

Only Feng Qili, who was watching the battle from below, frowned suddenly.

I don't know why, but a strong sense of foreboding swelled in my heart.

"What the hell did you do?" The old ghost almost roared, his whole voice trembling uncontrollably, his hoarse voice, as if sand had slashed across the glass, shattered and desolate.

"Well, the real battle, it's just begun!" Ye Zhao smiled, then swung his sword and stood at his side.

He was tall and stood in the middle of the field, like a god.

"Sword Ten: Flying Shadow Slash!"

"Uh......" The old ghost's chest let out an oppressed gasp, as if a cold wind was passing through.

Although he knew exactly what was going on in his head, but—

Fuck, this man's actions are in the other direction entirely!

The old ghost instinctively parried, and suddenly his shoulder hurt.

The sword light left a narrow wound in that place.

After all, he is just a person, not an accurate machine, it is impossible to read the thoughts of Ye Zhao's brain and reverse-encode this information.

Seeing this, Wei Gong couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

Call you a wave!

Sooner or later, you're going to have to pay it back, isn't it?!

At this time, the victory and defeat were reversed, and the field became a one-sided beating of the old ghost.

Without the mind reading technique of the ECG Sword, his speed couldn't keep up with Ye Zhao at all.

I saw the sword light flashing back and forth in the field, and in an instant, the two of them had already faced each other.

"Sword Twelve: Shadow Burst Star Slash!"

Ye Zhao's Sword Twelve, which is the ninth-order killing in the Shadowless Sword Technique, has been refined by his master to perfection and to the realm of transformation, and it can be said to be earth-shattering and crying ghosts and gods when used at this time.

The sword shadow in the air is frenzied and murderous.

Every time he cut a sword, a wound appeared on the old ghost's body, and blood lines flew out......

The next moment, I saw Ye Zhao's figure flying high, then slid on the ground, and turned around coldly.

Swing the sword, sheath.

Clean, cold and messy.

There was a pause in the air, and everyone held their breath, unable to utter a word.

The sound of the heartbeat drowned out the others, and everyone had a question in their hearts - what was the result, what was the result?

The old ghost in the field suddenly let out a hoarse gasp and looked vacantly ahead.

"How could it be ......?"

He let out one last mutter, and then his entire body suddenly exploded outward.

Pieces of flesh splattered, and a fishy smell filled the air.

"Ahh Feng Qili shrank back in fright, her hands clutching tightly on her chest.

"Impossible, impossible! Impossible! ……”

It was at this moment that everyone finally came to their senses.

The audience erupted in applause.

"Heh-" Kenrin Sakura finally let out a sigh-like laugh, and before she knew it, her palms were already full of sweat.

"It seems that you really have a soft spot for this one called Emiya." Qi Chen smiled, "It's really interesting......

"What's the soft spot...... Stop talking stupid. Jian Rin Sakura replied to him indifferently, but a crimson appeared on her face inexplicably.

The conversation between the two fell into the ears of Tiandao Fenghua on the side.

He couldn't help but look back.

"Emiya?"

……