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I don't know if it's the many battles along the way that made Yu Siqi overestimate his strength. Or has he begun to rely too much on the means of manipulating time?

When Zhang Dezhuang's spikes stabbed at him, Yu Siqi did not choose to escape at the first time, but tried to show a wave of operations in front of the priest.

Sadly, he failed.

The curtain of time that was temporarily condensed did not stop Zhang Dezhuang's footsteps at all. This made him, who was still full of confidence, pay an extremely painful price.

Blood flowed out of his body continuously. In order to stop them, Yu Siqi even had to press his right hand firmly on his left shoulder, so that he could barely suppress their determination to seep out of the pierced part.

Listening to the sound of the priest attacking Zhang Dezhuang in anger, Yu Siqi felt that his consciousness had begun to blur a little. With this familiar feeling, he even began to wonder if it was time for 'Yu' to appear.

However, somehow, he should have passed out directly, and subconsciously used a method that he hadn't adopted for a long time.

That's – backtracking.

As the image in his eyes gradually began to play backwards, his breathing, which was still relatively rapid, gradually developed in a stable direction, and his brain, which was about to lose consciousness, quickly woke up.

Back to the moment when Zhang Dezhuang pointed the target of the attack at him, Yu Siqi at this time was already very clear about his ability, and it was not enough to interfere with the other party.

Therefore, he consciously gave up his position and gave up the position of facing the enemy to Father An, who was not too far away from him.

However, to his surprise.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Dezhuang's spikes easily bypassed the priest's obstruction and stabbed himself.

It doesn't make sense, and it doesn't conform to his common sense.

Although Yu Siqi is very clear, it is very naïve to try to find common sense in this situation.

But he really couldn't understand it.

Why does the same process, after different 'adjustments', produce the same 'results'?

This is neither in keeping with his knowledge of time, nor satisfying his heart's thirst for answers.

Not to mention, he was just awake for less than two minutes, and he wanted to doze off again.

Holding back the drowsiness in his brain, ignoring the retreat instructions sent by Wan Jie and them, Yu Siqi returned to the time when he was not injured before.

He didn't believe that he could be so 'lucky' when 'nothing more than three'.

However, what happened in reality seemed to mock his naivety. The familiar wound on his left shoulder seemed to tell him with facts that no matter how hard you try to change, the final answer will be exactly the same.

'Refuse to accept! ’

This is Yu Siqi's insistence. He knows that there are many things that cannot be easily changed, but he also knows that some things can be changed very easily.

Now, all he has to do is to figure out the 'cause and effect' of all this.

After all, on the more metaphysical topic of time, there is always a lot more 'cause' than 'effect'.

But if he just struggled to think about it, it was obvious that time did not allow him to do this, and his consciousness could not support him to come up with an answer.

In desperation, Yu Siqi came up with a plan for himself.

Since there is not enough time, he can take advantage of the gap between the little points of backtracking that have not yet been injured and think about it.

So, Yu Siqi started to try again and again.

No one knows exactly how many times he repeated what no one else even knew, and no one knew how many times he had endured the pain that he had repeated.

Only he knows that it is all worth it when he truly finds the answer for himself.

Sure enough, after a double-digit attempt, Yu Siqi finally confirmed an indelible fact from all angles.

It seemed that under the flow of time, a stab in his left shoulder was almost inevitable.

Although this is not a good thing for him, after discovering this 'established fact', he also noticed something very interesting.

And it is precisely these very interesting little details that give him a lot of useful inspiration for his brain.

Of these, the most useful is the priest's part.

Theoretically, Father An should have started to protect Zhang Dezhuang soon after seeing him launch a sneak attack on him.

Although he did in fact do so, he did not do it as well as he once did.

How this reason came about is obviously much more useful than Yu Siqi making excuses for himself.

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After some careful observation by him.

It turned out that the reason why the priest repeatedly supported 'failure' was not because of how powerful Zhang Dezhuang was after becoming a monster, but because this guy was a little 'smart'.

Every time the priest approached it, the creature would resonate around his neck in something almost imperceptible to the naked eye.

It's almost impossible to easily perceive the resonance. Although it won't make the priest lose half an arm immediately, or lose his brain, it can make the priest's movements not as swift as usual. At the same time, it is precisely these strange resonances that make Yu Siqi's supposed chronological order forcibly disrupted.

It turned out that this was the key to his repeated deflatedness.

Now that you know what's going on, all that's left is to find a way to solve it.

It is true that Yu Siqi could have told Father An directly about their discovery.

He was also sure that the priest would make good use of this very powerful message. It can even be said that with Father An's personal strength, against an opponent of Zhang Dezhuang's level, he should be able to win it soon.

But Yu Siqi didn't plan to do that.

On the one hand, it was because he really felt that he had to make a decision by himself. After all, the more than 20 'wounds' on his body are all due to Zhang Dezhuang.

On the other hand, even if he is not a person who holds grudges. He also doesn't like the other party to think about him because of inexplicable hatred, and he doesn't like to be targeted by monsters who aren't even human.

After confirming what he should do, Yu Siqi's head began to faint again, which was a precursor to imminent loss of consciousness and a clarion call for a counterattack.

Looking back to the moment in the past, Yu Siqi was different this time. He was clear about his goals and how to reverse this almost 'unsolvable' situation.

After forcibly speeding himself up, Yu Siqi snatched the knife from the priest's waist before the spike was about to hit him, and waved it mercilessly at Zhang Dezhuang's fragile neck.

The sharp knife flashed, and when the spike was only less than ten centimeters away from his left shoulder, the part above Zhang Dezhuang's neck was all cut off by Yu Siqi's struggle.

Without the support of his head, even if he turned into a monster, Zhang Dezhuang could only die suddenly like many creatures.

Yu Siqi, who realized that he was finally safe, looked at the bloodstained blade in his hand, touched his uninjured left shoulder, and finally looked at the stunned crowd and smirked.

He smiled abruptly and bluntly.

Almost no one knows why he smiled, and perhaps only he, who has experienced countless failures, can understand the hardships behind this smile. I want to talk with more like-minded people about "Yao Yuqin's Urban Strange Talk", " ", talk about life, find a confidant~