"Interesting..."

Yang touched his chin.

At this point, the surrounding environment is no longer in the wilderness.

What is strange is that there is some gray smoke in the environment around Yang now, and the light is very dim, as if it is in a valley with very heavy humidity at night.

But despite this, Yang is still able to recognize things around him.

Now he's in a huge circular field...

And he was no stranger to this venue, as he had just seen it a few days ago.

This is the huge sea conference hall on the Blue Ocean Event.

Yang could see the many tables, chairs, and steps in the broken conference hall.

Gray smoke fills the air.

The difference in memory is that there is no one else in the current venue except for Yanghe No. 5.

Traces of the battle are there, but Barnes is not visible.

The ground was still covered with cracks, many of the seats had been shattered, and of course there were many bloodstains on the shaman's ground.

……

This shouldn't be a crossing...

Yang squinted.

He was very sure that he couldn't cross over again so suddenly, after all, Zhou Wen was not here.

And the environment here seems to have a very real sense of unreality.

Because of the light and smoke, there are many areas in the entire conference hall that cannot be seen by the sun, and only a touch of darkness can be seen as far as the eye can see.

……

"Uh..."

Yang glanced at No. 5 standing in the corner in the distance.

"Mind explaining what this effect is?"

Yang spread his hands.

However, No. 5 stood in his original position with a cold face.

Yang scratched his head, and he suddenly realized that the whaling fork he was holding in his hand was also missing.

"Okay, boy, if you don't say anything, you won't have a chance to speak."

Yang squinted.

He looked at Number Five.

But soon he frowned.

Because the number 5 is no longer in the position he used to be.

“？”

Yang suddenly found that in this environment, he couldn't feel any sound other than his own breathing...

And in the next second, he felt a tingling pain in his brain!

"Shhh

This weird sting is something Yang has never experienced before!

It's like there's something in your head all of a sudden.

He clutched his forehead.

However, at this time, the figure of No. 5 has already appeared in front of Yang like a ghost!

"Bang!"

It's very neat, and No. 5 smashed it directly into Yang's face with a punch!

Although Yang's head was in great pain at this time, his reaction speed was still very fast.

The moment the number 5 appeared, he had already raised his hand to defend.

Yang doesn't think that No. 5 can pose any threat to himself.

He knew that this guy and his twin brother had some kind of weird ability to affect people's brains, but before the two brothers had only been able to control him for a short time, and now he was alone, so there was nothing to fear.

At least that's what Yang thinks.

And he didn't look at the combat ability of No. 5.

This can be judged from the fact that No. 4 was easily twisted by him.

…

So Yang's defensive style is very supportive.

He wanted to just grab the fist that No. 5 smashed into with his hand......

……

But......

"Bang!"

Yang was surprised to find that he couldn't stop the opponent's fist.

All the opponent's power poured into his fist and finally smashed on the bridge of Yang's nose!

"Boom!"

Yang flew out sideways after the whole portrait!

He smashed through several floors of the conference seats, smashing the steps above several floors.

This kind of hearty wrestling method was performed many times by Barnes a few days ago, and the venue was also in this conference hall, and it was Yang who hit people.

But now it's reversed, and I've fallen from the sun...

……

"Damn..."

Yang sat up in the rubble, covering his nose.

The bridge of his nose was broken.

This kind of injury made his tears continue to flow out. However, Yang is not distressed about the bridge of his nose and crying, it is a normal physiological reaction, I don't believe you try to knock on your nose...

…

"Pain, pain, pain..."

Blood kept bubbling from his nose and mouth.

He didn't expect this guy to be so fierce at all.

Since Luo fused the symbiote at the beginning, it seems that nothing like this has happened in such a long time, and he was smashed by a punch?

It's hard to imagine.

The level of strength that Yiyang has now was smashed away by No. 5 with a punch, so what level of monster will No. 5 be?

…

According to Yang's own judgment, the only people who can do this now should be the black-armored Wilman in six years and the older Yang himself.

Or the man in black attacked Yang with a sudden attack without defense, maybe he could barely hurt him.

"Woo..."

Yang endured the sharp pain of the broken bridge of his nose.

He looked at the number 5 who was standing in the distance with a cold face.

"I can see it, I feel that something is wrong."

Yang got up from the rubble and patted the ash off his buttocks.

However, before he could stand firm, the 5th in the distance disappeared again!

Yang was surprised.

He couldn't see any movement, and he didn't even hear any sound from the movement.

It's impossible...

"Boom!"

This time, Yang's mind had not yet succeeded in turning.

Number 5 instantly appeared behind me and him.

An extremely beautiful side kick!

… Yang was kicked back from his seat back into the center of the chamber.

The whole person slammed into the ground.

It's weird.

Yang didn't believe it was true, he didn't believe that the environment was real, and he didn't believe that Number 5 had such terrifying power.

But it all feels so real.

It hurts very really...

It's painful...

Yang felt like he had been kicked and several bones had been broken.

But the probability is too low, even the man in black can't inflict such serious damage on Yang in a single attack.

How can number 5 do it?

"..."

Yang quickly got up,

But when he looked up, he realized that Number 5 was standing quietly in front of him again.

"Boom!"

Condescending punch!

Two punches!

Three punches!

The muffled sound reverberated throughout the chamber.

……

Yang feels that his current miserable situation should be very similar to the part in "Kung Fu" where Xing Ye was beaten by the Huoyun Evil God...

He really wanted to touch something and knock on Five's skull.

But there's really nothing to be done around.

…

"Whew!"

Yang punches back with a backhand!

…

But something shocked him happened.

His punch was directly caught by No. 5 very easily!

No. 5 squeezed Yang's fist and looked at him coldly...

…

"Click!"

"it!"

He twisted Yang's wrist!

Then he threw a kick directly on Yang's chest.

Yang slid on the ground for a long distance until he hit the thick circular ceiling.

"Poof..."

Yang spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He glanced at the large piece of iron that he had hit in the back.

Despite the blood on his face and the number of broken ribs, he couldn't help but speak:

"The scene is quite realistic..."

If memory serves, this large piece of iron was dug from the ceiling before Chu Yang jumped into this conference hall.

"Gross..."

Before Yang could finish speaking, he opened his mouth and vomited out a mouthful of blood.

It may not be the most seriously injured he has ever been, but it is definitely the most humiliating, and now he is completely helpless against the No. 5.

How can it be so miserable?

Yang originally thought that if he had evolved to this extent, he would not be able to be abused like Luo before, but the facts were laid out in front of him.

Now he's being abused...

…

Of course, yang is yang after all.

He doesn't have the kind of emotion that doubts life.

Despite being beaten badly, Yang always had a smile on his face, but the crooked bridge of his nose made him look weird.

"I'm going to report... You kid hang up..."

Yang Huang staggered to his feet, covering his face.

"Bang!"

Before he finished speaking, Yang was smashed out again.

In the middle of the conference seats, a "Barnes" style smash was performed again.

The whole person smashed through many layers of tables and chairs like a missile.

"..."

Yang pushed away the broken tables that were pressing on him.

Although I doubt the authenticity of this scene very much, the pain is real...

He really felt that the other party was hanging.

This sense of disparity without any way to fight back made him experience very badly.

But then again, Barnes has played against Yang a few times in such a long time, and it doesn't feel that way.

Yang just experienced the feelings of those former opponents.

It's really desperate~

…

"I'm curious, am I in your head right now, or are you in my head?"

Yang sat on the ground with his back to the ruins,

…

No. 5 stood in the distance, staring coldly at the sun.

"Hey, I'm asking you."

Yang shouted to Number Five.

…

He now has many, many injuries on his body, and there is no sign of healing, which shows that his regenerative ability is still in a suppressed state.

"What are you?

…

If I think about it, the one I pinched to death was No. 4, so you're either No. 5 or No. 6. ”

"Very creative... I must admit...... Very creative..."

Yang grinned:

"You guys are all very interesting, you'll get stronger when you get beaten, haha..."

"Mind control? Brain waves? … Well, I don't read much, so I don't really understand the principles of your, but ...... If I'm not mistaken. Yang pointed to the ceiling with his finger and said with a smile: "These are all fakes, hehe..."

……

He didn't think it was all real from the start.

Even the informal time field opened up by Zhou Wen is also unreal for mainstream time.

Especially at the beginning, Yang didn't notice anything unusual at all, and the whole environment suddenly switched to the current place, and everything here seemed so unreal...

…

"You're right."

Number 5 finally spoke.

"It's all fake, our minds are in one of the memory fragments in your head."

The corners of Yang's mouth were slightly raised.

Really......

As long as he is willing to speak, he is most afraid that his opponent will not say a word and only know how to fight.

As for what memory fragments.

The simple understanding should be that the thinking signal of No. 5 invaded Yang's memory.

What kind of complex operation this is will certainly be incomprehensible for a while, but one thing is certain, it is not real here.

…

"Fragments of my own memories."

Yang shrugged.

He looked around.

"What is this, magic attack, a few people in front of me can't beat me, so I started this kind of?" He pursed his lips.

"That's not right, why can't I beat ......" Yang asked with a frown.

But before he finished speaking, the whole person flew slowly and uncontrollably!

"Huh?"

He tried to struggle, but he couldn't stop his body from moving.

At this time, No. 5, who was standing in the center, slowly stretched out his hand, while Yang felt more and more that he couldn't control his body and limbs, as if he was fixed by something, and flew stiffly towards No. 5.

Eventually, Number 5 pinched Yang's throat.

He looked at Yang with a cold gaze, opened his mouth and said slowly, "Because I dominate this memory space." ”

"It means that now you are the author, right, how do you want to come... Okay, I can't afford to mess with it...... Ahem..."

Even if Yang is pinched by the opponent's throat, he still can't stop talking poorly.

……

Interestingly, this scene seems to have appeared in the real story of Yang breaking into the conference hall at that time, but the person who was carrying someone else's neck at that time was Yang...

And now he is the one who is being carried.

How to say it, the tiger fell into Pingyang and was ...... Well, it doesn't seem to be quite right, forget it.

Yang was grabbed by the throat and soon couldn't breathe.

He was also unable to move his limbs.

This is an extremely bizarre situation.

And as Number 5 says, he is now the master of this memory space, meaning that he decides everything here.

So there is no need to follow the laws of the real world here.

No matter how strong Yang's combat power is, here, No. 5 can be stronger. If he wanted to, he could even tear Yang to shreds without using his hands.

…

"Meet my good... Curious... Ahem... If you strangle me, I... Could it really be dead? ”

Yang asked with a flushed face.

"No, but your consciousness is here, and my teammates in the real world will kill you."

Number 5 said coldly.

"Oh, that's good."

Yang rolled his eyes and said.

"Then you might be disappointed...... Ahem..."

"If I'm not here, someone will clean up your rags teammates for me... Haha..."

Yang laughed unscrupulously.

……

…

At this time, in the real world.

Number 5 closed his eyes tightly, and his brainwave thoughts went deep into a memory fragment of Yang's brain, entangled with Yang's thoughts.

However, the yang on the scene now is not in a state of silence like No. 5.

He looked around coldly.

At this time, Yang's face put away the faint weird smile that had been hanging all along, and returned to the original indifferent to almost autistic demeanor...

He turned and glanced at Barnes, the bald head, and the woman.

Slightly twisted his wrist.

"Click..."

(End of chapter)