"What is this?"

Looking at the white powder, Fang Tong was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

"Hey, hey! You're not going to use these things against me, are you? The corners of his mouth cracked a slit, and in the dark night, whether it was the clothes or the skin, the pale color of Fang Tong's body became more and more hideous.

"I'm a passer! In this world, as long as it is energy, nothing can hurt me! ”

"Really?" Mo Wen over there also chuckled, although he was naked, he didn't care, touched his hair, and at this time, there was a sense of lightness on his body.

"Can you still live without oxygen?"

Mo Wen's tone was very flat, but it was this blandness that made Fang Tongtong's heart swell with a faint unease.

"- Oxygen? What is he saying? ”

In the white dust, a white particle floated in front of his eyes, and the pupils of one side shrank slightly, - it seemed to be - flour!

His face changed suddenly, but Fang Tong thought of the changes, but it was too late.

The white powder formed a white smoke like a mist, which was then swept in by the vortex he had created.

The temperature in the center was as high as 10,000 degrees Celsius, and almost the moment the dust touched the bright air mass in the center, with the light of the stars and the fire, the sky of the entire depot was set on fire.

The fiery cloud-like flame snake was constantly swept up in the plasma created by the passage of one party, and in a matter of moments, his side turned into a sea of fire.

"Ahem! Damn bastards! "The scorching heat blew the hair on his face, though it was not affected by the heat in it. But Fang Tong clutched his throat in pain, as if he was in great pain.

Suffocate!

A huge space with a radius of 30 meters was reduced to a sea of flames. And because one party was manipulating the wind to compress the plasma, the flames near him showed no signs of dissipating at all, but were continuously gathered, the temperature continued to rise, and the violent combustion reaction depleted the surrounding oxygen, so that what was waiting for him was to run out of oxygen and die. And if you want to change the situation in front of you, in fact, you only need to manipulate the wind in reverse and blow away these flames.

But will that bastard let go of such a good opportunity?

One side of the passage generally endures the feeling of suffocation from lack of oxygen. While thinking to myself in my heart.

And seemed to see his thoughts, but Mo Wen on the other side suddenly clapped his hands.

"It's worthy of being the first in the school city.,It's amazing to be able to do this in the case of a lack of oxygen to the brain.,It's amazing!"

There was not a single scar on the naked upper body. The explosion that swept through the pie yard just now didn't seem to have any effect on Mo Wen at all.

"Ahh Tonight is really super lucky, if it weren't for those carriages full of flour, your last trick would be like this, one side passes, I might really be planted in your hands! ”

"But how long can you hold out in the current situation? A minute, a minute or two, or longer? Are you a vector operator or not an oxygen operator? ”

While admiring the dilemma of one party's passage, Mo Wen mocked mercilessly. The look of schadenfreude is beyond words.

"--You, you bastard!"

Sora had a trick but couldn't use it, and Fang Tongtong's gaze at Mo Wen was almost spewing fire. Splitting atoms into cations and electrons, manipulating this attack is not an easy thing for him, so after blowing Mo Wen away, he began to prepare for calculations, but he didn't expect that the nearby carriage was actually filled with dust, and finally Mo Wen used it to create a dust storm, and the flames generated by the dust storm swept him in, and forcibly depleted the oxygen around him.

In the blink of an eye, the situation was reversed.

If you continue to keep the plasma ball, you will definitely die of lack of oxygen, but if you untie the plasma ball and blow away these flames, the bastard on the opposite side will definitely take the opportunity to rush over, according to the previous situation, the possibility of losing is above nine layers.

Damn it! Why is this guy's luck so good, Fang Tong cursed secretly in his heart.

Unwillingness, frustration, and a hint of fear spread in his heart.

Hesitating, Fang Tong was a little undecided, but unfortunately, the burning feeling in his lungs kept reminding him that he must make a decision quickly.

If it's just for a moment, it shouldn't matter!

Gritting his teeth, Fang Tong looked at the scene that began to blur in front of him, and finally made up his mind.

The hurricane that compressed the plasma suddenly dispersed and rushed in all directions, and the flames around him were swept away in an instant.

Hurry up, hurry up!

The wind swept through the depot, and the force of it tore almost all the carriages out.

The fresh air entered the lungs again, and the cool feeling was felt as the brain reactivated.

Good! Now is the time!

His gaze swept to the figure not far away, and the passage quickly recovered to the state of battle.

Reversion!

The brain quickly calculated one formula after another, and the strong wind that had been sweeping outside changed direction again under the control of one side.

Looking at the plasma that slowly reappeared in the sky, Fang Tong showed a smile, there are no other truckloads of flour to help the bastard on the other side, and the victory is finally his own!

Unfortunately, just as he relaxed slightly, a figure in the darkness suddenly approached.

"Do you think I'm going to fall twice in one place?" The heavy footsteps shattered the earth, like a sharp blade cutting through the air, Mo Wen forcibly broke through the wind and ground barrier, and directly killed in front of the passing.

He didn't rush over just now because he carelessly let the plasma form a climate, and he didn't dare to approach under the rat trap, but it didn't mean that the wind that passed on one side could really stop him.

"Hey baby, it's game time!"

Looking at Fang Tongtong's eyes that widened in horror, Mo Wen chuckled.

The next moment, with a muffled sound of breaking the air, Mo Wen's right hand slammed into the face of Fang Tongtong

At 9:15 p.m., on the ruins-like dispatch yard, Mo Wen punched and kicked one side with an excited face, since he approached the other party a few minutes ago, Mo Wen never let the other party leave his side.

Feel free to use your right hand to push away the left hand of one party, and then punch the other party in the face with the left hand, and at the moment of contact with the other party's skin, immediately retract the force above, with the help of the 'reflex' of one party, a punch slammed on the bridge of the opponent's nose, accompanied by a sound of bone breaking, and the nose of one party was like opening a soy sauce shop, spilling a piece of blood red.

"Tsk! Are you much stronger than before, one side passes! It's really getting more and more resistant to beating, and I haven't fallen down until now! With a kick that broke the first person's calf, Mo Wen watched the staggering side pass, and was amazed, and then punched out again without mercy, causing the other party to stumble and fall to the ground.

In just a few minutes, Mo Wen wantonly played with a side like beating a kindergarten child, beating him all over his body, his right hand and left leg were broken, there was no intact place on his body, and the whole person was like a bloody person.

To go, to leave! Distancing is a must!

His mind was already blank, and looking at the punch that came from the opposite side again, the party who was a little confused subconsciously made a judgment.

The still intact right leg stomped on the ground, and one side of the body jumped backwards and flew high.

But it didn't work, I saw a black shadow flash, and Mo Wen appeared in front of him again.

"Where are you going?" A sneer split at the corner of his mouth, and Mo Wen's right fist clenched violently.

There was a slight sound in his fingers, and then with the sound of the howling wind, Mo Wen smashed his fist Fang Tongtong's chest.

It smashed into the ground like a cannonball, and the ground of the entire pie yard shook from the blow, and long cracks appeared like cobwebs.

"-Whew!" Looking at the passage of the party lying in the deep pit that had completely lost consciousness, Mo Wen exhaled softly.

He turned his head and stretched his waist to look at Mikoto Misaka, who was walking step by step with a complicated face, and Sister Misaka, who was a little dazed.

"Alright, it's over!" (To be continued......)