- Boom!

Blue-white blazing lightning shone through the air, sweeping through the area in a low voice with a rumbling thunder. ◢ with ◢ dream ◢ small ◢ .lā

The rolling sand and dust formed a fog-like white smoke, and the white-haired boy who waved his hands wildly and disorderly was once again sent out and fell on the gravel and struggled and rolled. There was a sharp pain in his cheeks and the bridge of his nose that he had never felt before, and it was unbearable for him to concentrate at all.

Because he was able to completely reflect all injuries in the past, his immature pain nerves were completely incapable of bearing the "pain", and at this moment they were almost burned out by an overdose of signals.

"Damn...... Damn it! Damn! ”

But what really makes one party unbearable and unacceptable,It's the self-esteem that is known as the strongest in the school city.,Crumbling between the gap between cognition and reality.。 From birth to the present, the "strongest" who has never lost once, cannot understand what is called "losing", and the ability to bear "losing" is completely equal to zero.

But no matter whether he could accept it or not, the black-haired young man opposite just looked cold and didn't stop.

Fang Tong shook his head in fear, he had already thought of a number of plans to counterattack, and it was indeed feasible in theory, but it could not be done in any case. Because he doesn't have any chance to distance himself at all, and always at the moment when he is still desperately calculating, he will be like now-

A blood-stained fist was firmly imprinted on the cheek, and then the whole person was knocked out.

The pain that followed would inevitably force his calculations to interrupt again.

"Too weak, too weak...... Your abilities are almost invulnerable, but you're too weak as a user. ”

Mu Xiu stepped forward calmly, unhurriedly, but he was always just right to make up for the next knife before one side passed to successfully counterattack. He didn't want to be like Shangjo Dangma, who was obviously in control of the victory but was manipulated by the other party and almost killed directly.

"All enemies are knocked down with one hit, all attacks can be simply reflected, do you really know how to fight?!"

"Stop blowing nonsense! You ...... Under the three indiscriminate! Fang Tong roared angrily, the soles of his feet exploded, and his whole body rushed towards Mu Xiu like a bullet. Then it flew back upside down at an even faster speed and slammed into the ground.

With such a painful scream, the white body almost lost the strength and confidence to stand up again.

He knew that what the other party said was right, he didn't know how to fight, and he didn't know how to be beaten.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party deliberately controlled the strength and speed within the range that could be corrected at any time in order to accurately grasp the timing of distorting his own reflexes, just the other party's physical fitness increased by five to ten times that of ordinary people through bioelectric stimulation -

It's enough to blow your head out with one punch.

Because he has not been killed until now, one party has made such a "reasonable" inference as a matter of course.

But even so, now that he has been injured several times in a row with the strength of an ordinary person's boxing, it is already quite heavy for one side to pass. But if he doesn't "reflect", it's not a way, in that case, the other party doesn't even need to control the strength and speed of ordinary physical strikes, and directly electrocuting himself is enough to solve himself.

The scorched marks on his body are proof of this. If you "reflect", the other party will use a physical blow, and if you don't "reflect", the other party will directly electrocution to create more terrible damage, and just now you were almost baked by the powerful electromagnetic waves.

And he can't even pull away to create counterattack opportunities, and it's even more impossible to directly modify the ability formula in a short period of time.

Because it takes a full two or three seconds to think with all his might, but the bastard on the other side will never give himself such time, as long as he starts to calculate less than half a second, the next moment he will go from unhurried movement speed to a horror that can drag out the afterimage, and a fist is imprinted on his cheek or the bridge of his nose......

There is no way, the only thing that can be hoped for is that the other party can't withstand that kind of increase in body function, and he can't hold on. It's just that it seems that I'm afraid that one party is more likely to fall first.

The white-haired teenager was right.

Mu Xiu suddenly stopped, waved his hand forward, and the steel and iron pipes scattered around him bounced up as quickly as springs. Those that had penetrated into the ground or walls were also pulled out by the invisible force of the magnetic field.

Immediately afterward, the massive number of deadly murder weapons flew in a straight line at the speed of a cannonball, turning into a large blurred shadow of free fall.

The rapid whistling sound makes the eardrum feel painful.

After the dense crash, smoke and dust filled the air, and the view was obscured.

Fang Tong raised his head in a daze, and saw dozens of twisted steel bars of different shapes beside him, densely piercing the ground around him. But he had no problem at all, not even if he didn't "reflect", because none of these attacks were aimed at him.

However, this did not make the white-haired boy feel any peace of mind.

These twisted steel and iron branches are like giant swords of different shapes, forming a forest of steel, and like the cage of a beast, but it is itself that is imprisoned.

"Bastard, asshole—"

Seeing the smoke and dust that obscured his vision, Fang Tong suddenly narrowed his eyes, as if he saw the enemy's location, because a fierce lightning flashed up, penetrating the veiling layer. But this is definitely not that the other party is deliberately exposing his position, but ......

"Art is an explosion!"

In the next moment, all the sound was blown away.

As if igniting gas that had vaporized in the air, there was a massive explosion throughout the space, scattering flames and hot wind.

……

……

The moonlight, which had just been obscured, was brightening again, and the large dark clouds overhead were dispersing.

With the raging fire burning behind him, the fire spreading, and the building with some heavy objects collapsing and falling as the background, Mu Xiu walked out and looked around. Then his eyes were directly locked on the sister Misaka who was lonely on the deserted street under the neatly arranged street lamps.

The cold look on the young man's face was gone, replaced by a constant slight gasp, and his eyes seemed to be very tired.

- Although on the surface the plans were very smooth, one step after another, one link after another, no matter from any point of view, there was no obvious fault, creating a very logical fact.

That's what it is.,Relying on prior planning and intelligence advantages.,With some of their own public capabilities.,In order to defeat the myth of one party's pass"The strongest in the school city.。

But this short battle was very exhausting, because Mu Xiu had to completely abide by the "duty" that his identity should have, and he could not obviously exceed it in any way. This requires him to get every detail right and to keep the pace under control.

Liberation of the third stage of the state......

Mind simulation, synchronous mind reading......

The strength of the separation computing power maintenance cannot be lower than the electromagnetic capacity of Level 5......

Control the biocurrent to stimulate the body's functions at all times, so that the next physical examination can meet expectations......

It is also necessary to calculate the "reflection" that is common to one side, deduce the formula in reverse, and seize the momentary opportunity of "opposite direction......

This series of hard requirements cannot be simply accomplished, it has to combine computing power with the rapidly changing situation of reality, and it does require a little luck, as if it is a miracle one after another, and it is not too much to say that it is "European magic".

Fortunately, unlike the state of passively receiving information and then relying on instinct to move in the first stage, after opening the third order, Mu Xiu almost has the ability to construct images and analyze things comparable to that of conventional computers, ordinary people may not be able to come up with an approximate idea in more than ten seconds, and he can build it in detail in an instant. Coupled with the deliberate enhancement of the attribute in terms of "computing power", his computing power after full liberation is close enough to one side.

Otherwise......

Anyway, just like that, the boy who felt the swelling pain in his head pressed his left arm, which was twisting in a strange shape, as if it had been soaked in some red dye, with his only remaining right hand, and came to stand in front of Misaka's sister.

After two seconds, Mu Xiu hesitated for a moment, and then said, "What should you do next?" He was able to capture the current signal, and naturally he was keenly aware of the huge electronic network behind the puppet-like girl in front of him through brain waves and the AIM diffusion force field.

Therefore, I subconsciously use the second person plural such as "you".

“……”

But Sister Misaka's program also seems to have fallen into a crash.,Just stunned and motionless.。

The young man frowned, then turned back and nodded his jaw: "You don't have to worry about that, even if his brain is not concussed by me, it must be much more confused than before...... As if this was the case, the direct damage of the flames did not threaten him, but it could obscure his vision, confuse his sense of direction, and consume the oxygen in it......"

"As long as he can't break through at the first time, he should be in a state of suffocation due to lack of oxygen by now......" Speaking of this, Mu Xiu smiled rarely, "But with the medical standard of the school city, as long as the rescue is timely, there is no problem, really...... It's a pity. ”

“……”

There was still no response.

The boy's brow furrowed even tighter, and he turned his head to look at the empty and quiet industrial area on both sides, only to see that under the neatly arranged street lamps, there were only empty streets.

But at this moment, the sound of a caller ringing on his body sounded, which was particularly abrupt in this silent silence.

Mu Xiu raised his eyebrows visibly, and then he kept his right hand holding his left arm like this, and connected the sudden call. It's just that he didn't take out his mobile phone from his pocket, but directly turned sideways slightly, and said in a flat tone: "Hey? ”

Then, a strange voice that seemed to be synthesized in electronic form came and responded to him—

"Hello, Mu Xiu......"