"Do you want to stop him?"

Seeing his movements, Bud's heart moved.

Basho's ability to read is very special, and various abilities are triggered by writing verse-like sentences on a piece of paper and then using the meaning of those sentences.

It's a very interesting ability to read, and when used well, there are thousands of changes, and you can even faintly touch the realm of rules.

But!

Basho's telekinesis is also very defective.

First of all, in order for his ability to be activated, he must first write words and sentences on paper.

It's too stretching, and even if it has to be read out, it's much better than writing it out.

When you take a pen to write during a battle, it's not looking for death.

However, the abundance of changes of the wandering people can indeed be said to be exhaustive.

For example, Bud's ability is obviously related to self-healing, and at this time, Basho can perfectly restrain Bard as long as he writes verses that seal the opponent's self-healing ability.

But to do that, the capable person must first think of this direction and then write a good enough haiku.

In addition, the fireball that Basho just threw was really not very powerful.

With this level of strength, even if Basho wanted to seal Bard's self-healing ability, there was a high probability that he would not be able to do it.

The thought of death is a powerful obsession before the death of the able, which is born by distorting the boundary between life and death.

Ordinary telekinesis can't compete with it at all.

In the flash of lightning, countless images flashed through Bud's mind, and there were so many changes in the wandering Hai that he couldn't guess what kind of abilities Basho would use next.

Just as Bard hesitated, Basho took the second note he had just finished writing in his hand and rushed up with a loud shout.

"Take my second punch!"

Everyone's attention was drawn to the punch that Basho was about to throw.

Threatened by an unknown ability, Bard's adrenaline began to soar, and he felt that his mind was more active than ever.

As Basho's fist slammed into his chest, Bard let out a soft snort.

"Gather!"

After a period of serious practice, Bard's tongue skills have achieved some success.

Seizing this rare opportunity, the instinctive stimulation of the body driven by the tongue skill immediately forcibly awakened the original impulsive thoughts.

At this point, Bard is only one step away from completing the first level of the four major rows.

Point, tongue, refining, hair.

The first three steps are all steps of practice, but the only difference is that "hair" is a practical step that integrates the first three steps and realizes all the practices.

Whether a person has the talent to practice or not can be judged by "refining".

The practical use of "hair" can show whether this person has the talent to fight.

Basho's fist smashed into Bud's chest at a rapid pace, and almost at the same time, the weak mental qi in Bud's body instantly covered the area, forming a thin layer of defense.

Don't look at this layer of defense is very weak, it resists the attack of the telekinesis.

That bit of strength in the fist, Bard didn't need to pay any attention at all.

When Basho's fist touched Bud, a powerful electric shock erupted.

With the obstruction of the mindful qi, Bard only felt a paralyzing convulsion all over his body, but soon, a stronger feeling of refreshment came up again.

"Want to knock me down with electricity?"

It is indeed a good way, electricity is different from fire, the flame can only explode outside, and electricity can circulate in the body and hurt the internal organs.

If Basho's shock is strong enough, even if Bard's body doesn't hurt, there's a chance that he will be knocked out by stunning.

But I don't know if it's because Basho's haiku is too badly written, or if the strength of his ability is only like that, Bard didn't feel anything after he was severely electrified.

In terms of damage, this punch is not as good as the flame just now.

"It's also possible that my mind is blocking a bit."

It's not clear how much damage Bard can counteract with his mental energy, but Basho's mental energy is not very strong, even if he can't condense his energy, he can feel it after taking two punches.

"Hey, hey, my haiku sucks." Basho took a few steps back, looking at the haiku he had written, and couldn't help but complain.

"Even if I didn't knock you down, you would have screamed twice."

"Ah, it hurts." Bard was telling the truth, but the thought of death had transformed the pain, so he didn't shout.

When Bud said that it hurt, his light and breezy appearance made Basho very angry.

"Bastard, liar!"

Just as Basho was about to write a new haiku, Tasain couldn't stand it anymore, "Wait a minute, it's going to be a little too boring for you guys to keep fighting like this." ”

He had seen Bard's ability for a long time, and although Basho's ability varied a lot, his strength was indeed a little low.

However, in terms of change and practicality, Basho's telepathy far surpasses that of the two of them, but that's not what the Nosra family wants to see.

Thinking of this, Dazzo beckoned to the little minions in the distance.

"Being a bodyguard for a gang will inevitably have to deal with firearms."

"Next, I'll have people shoot you with submachine guns, and as long as you survive, you'll pass this level."

For Dazzo's arrangement, Bud has nothing to do, and Basho, although his performance just now is not very eye-catching, his strength is obviously far greater than that of Bard.

As long as you cover the surface of your body with your mental qi and use the techniques of "Jian" and "Liu", you can easily defend against bullet attacks without using your abilities.

Of course, "Jian" and "Liu" are advanced skills after the Four Great Elements, and ordinary people with abilities are already very powerful if they can skillfully use the Four Great Elements, and Basho has obviously not reached this level yet.

Bard felt that this kid was probably also a wild man, but Dazzo on the side always gave him a very dangerous feeling.

A swordsman who can use telekinesis, if the ability is also related to the sword, the killing ability must be very strong.

Under Dazzin's arrangement, a group of gangsters quickly walked towards them with submachine guns.

There are a hundred ways to deal with firearms in this ability.

Seeing that Bard was so difficult, Basho also gave up the idea of continuing to fight with him, just dealing with a wave of firearms, which was much simpler.

"So what kind of haiku should I use?"

Because there were so many choices, Basho hesitated for a while.

Finally, he used a brush to write two lines of small words on the note: "Bullets are blowing, and my body is as strong as steel."

"Let's get started."

Seeing that he was ready, Dazzin gave the order and let everyone start shooting.

"Da da...

This was the second time Bard had been set on fire by a submachine gun, except that the first time he still had a corpse in his hand that he could block a few shots.

This time, he could only use his meager mental energy to protect the vital point, and within a few seconds, his body was shot into a mess of rotten flesh under the concentrated fire of countless bullets.

Flesh and blood were so fragile under the muzzle of the gun that Bard could feel that in just a few seconds, several bullets had passed through his heart, skull, and other fatal points, and for a moment, he even felt like he was dead.

Such a serious injury was the first time that Bard had encountered it since he had crossed over.

But the stronger the injury, the more excited the thought of death will be.

Subjected to such a strong fire, the ability to die was almost triggered to the extreme.

As a result, a magical picture that was almost like a drop of blood rebirth appeared in front of Da Zuo Sin and others.

Every time a bullet pierced Bud's torso, the next instant, all the damage he had received healed quickly.

On the other hand, Basho, who turned himself into a body of steel, looked a little embarrassed.

His knowledge of firearms was too shallow, and he did not know that under the concentrated fire of a submachine gun, even a few centimeters of iron plates would be penetrated.

Fortunately, Dazzin saw his embarrassment in time and stopped the gunmen's shooting, "That's enough, stop." ”

The Nosra family should have seen everything they wanted to see, so let's end the test.