"I was moved by it so simply, EQ is really low and terrible, stupid." Looking at "Ahhhh!!hh I couldn't help but think of it as I shouted so loudly as I rushed towards it.

For this potential enemy, if I didn't do any intelligence preparation work before this, it really didn't want to spend, in fact, for the information that one side passed, my research institute was already full of several drawers. While most of this is a description of how powerful and invincible he is, there is one more obvious thing that I can tell:

One side did not train at all other than his abilities.

The opponent's physical strength, strength, agility, and reflexes are no different from ordinary people. For firearm shooting, hand-to-hand combat or cold weapons are not involved at all. Therefore, one side is very strong, and it is the kind of strong that claims to be "okay if you stand in the center of an exploding nuclear bomb". It's just that this "strongness" is all based on his ability to "vector manipulation" of "one side". In other words, if one party is not a "one-party pass", then he is a scumbag. Don't say anything about "single-handedly taking on all the armies of the world". Even any thug who has been fighting on the street can beat him down.

So, if you want to beat one side, it's best to use "this way".

Controlling the "vector", suspended in mid-air, the side that rushed towards me at a great speed lost its balance the next moment, and then fell to the ground...... Well, you've had that feeling, when you were running violently, you suddenly tripped and fell to the ground. It was an absolutely painful feeling...... And if "running" is replaced by "cycling" or motorcycles, it may be doubled. Staying in the hospital for a while is considered light, and maybe there will be a fear for your life.

And the speed of one side is obviously much faster than that of a motorcycle. In fact, if he hadn't rolled on the ground several times, barely picked up a trace of energy after getting disgraced, and regained control of his strength to stabilize his body, he would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die.

"I, this-you bastard!"

The unique, perhaps after he became a "party passer", the "pain" that he had never felt again was felt again at this moment.

Other than that, panic.

"When did you become a powerhouse? Ten years old? Five-year-old? It's impossible that when you come out in your life, you're already a 'one-party pass', right? I said to him with a very reluctant smile.

"You-controlled your abilities and adjusted my time to a time when I hadn't become a capable yet?! No, no, my defense is flawless! Even if it's you—"

In the next moment, Fang Tong increased his energy into calculations, desperately urging his "vector manipulation" that was enough to resist all "harmful substances" and could not be harmed by even a nuclear bomb, blocking out my "ability" and "time" alteration. Feeling that his defenses suddenly became stronger, I also had to increase my strength and put more energy into calculations.

As a result, this battle has changed from a big scene full of sound and light at the beginning to an inexplicable look at ordinary people, and it feels like two middle two teenagers or children shouting: Lushan Shenglongba! Or Turtle School Qigong! It's the same as the funny scene of kicking and punching from several meters apart.

I started to compete with one party for our own computing power - so what is the basis for the hierarchy of capable people?

That's right, it's computing power.

As long as you have enough computing power, even a weak chicken like the early spring ornament can transform from a flower environmental protection freshman to a thermostatic grim reaper. Yes. Or the ability of the same attribute, the Misaka sisters use LV2 level defective electricity, and Mikoto uses the LV5 level super electromagnetic gun. That's the power of computing. For example, it's like the internal force of a martial artist, the magic attack of a magician.

Therefore, although it seems to outsiders that one party and I are just standing in place, frowning and trying to kill each other with our eyes, in fact, the two of us ourselves know the danger of this.

If my ability overwhelms one party, then one party will become a waste man for a long time - although his potential is still there, as long as he is trained, he can still quickly master and regain his vector manipulation ability. But I'm not going to give him that chance.

And if my ability is reflected back by one side, then the situation will be even worse, and I will fall into a "paradox" of time, that is, I have broken myself with the ability of time, so that I have recovered to the point where I have no practical ability, but if I do not have the ability to time, I will not be able to use the ability of time to defeat myself. If I don't have the strength, I will revert to the capable me, but if I have the ability, I will be "capable" to break myself......

If you go back and forth like this, you will fall into a state of logical disorder, and if you are light, you will become an idiot, if you are heavy, you will likely be caught up in the turbulence of time, and if you are a little heavier, maybe the world will be ruined......

But in the end, neither of these states appeared, and as I imagined, I was almost the same as the computational power of one side. Even a small gap cannot make a decisive difference. In the end, the offensive and defensive forces were balanced. In other words, I had a "tie" with one side of the pass.

But for me, this "tie" is equivalent to a "victory".

As I said before, the reason why one side is strong is because of his ability, and if one side has no ability, he is nothing.

Just when Fang Tong wanted to do everything he could, mobilize a little more energy to speed up the calculation and increase the amount of calculation, I gave up this action, pulled out the soft sword wrapped around my waist, and then walked forward slowly, step by step. Towards the passage of the side that concentrates all of its superpowers on fending off my superpowers. This guy is so fragile now, so fragile that I can cut off his head with just a swing of the soft sword in my hand.

But if I just kill him, I'm sure that Sister Misaka's senses for me will drop. There seems to be an unwritten rule that as the protagonist of "this type" of fiction, I can't seem to kill a party in this way.

But whatever, I mean, I don't care about that.

So, I swung my soft sword and cut off the head of one of the passers.