Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1305 Battle with Sbaan

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Even if the current Ji Shanqing is just a trace extracted from the huge data body, he still has means and power beyond human's expectation.Now that he has made up his mind to kill, there is nothing to be restrained——When he felt Sibaan stand up easily and reach out to grab his back collar, Ji Shanqing tightly closed his eyes; In his mind, all the elements of "water" suddenly jumped forward, floating clearly from the background.

Before the hand could fall down, it suddenly retracted in mid-air.

However, although Sibaan realized something was wrong in a blink of an eye, he didn't realize that he still couldn't avoid it; his hands were drawn back to his side, but he still took a breath because of the sudden pain, and turned towards him. Leaping back, he let out a low drink: "What did you do?"

"Don't worry,"

Ji Shanqing slowly regained some strength, he was able to look up at him slightly, and said softly: "If I were you, I would definitely try not to open my mouth."

Siba'an's expression became serious and serious.This couldn't be the first time he was injured in his life, but after being injured, he didn't even know how his opponent called him injured, this was probably the first time.Due to the severe pain from the back of his hand, his complexion had already turned pale, and he was slightly sweating. Finally, he slowly moved away his left hand that had been pressing tightly on the back of his right hand.

The flesh and blood were flipped open, and the cracked wound climbed around with the blood line, revealing the faint muscles and bones underneath; the whole smooth and beautiful right hand seemed to be about to crack into pieces like dry land up.

"You also know that my combat power is not high." Ji Shanqing's face was cold, but his tone was flat, "I can't kill a person accurately and neatly, especially when that person's combat power is much higher than mine. So For my purposes ... the process tends to be a little dirty and ugly."

Siba'an still didn't say a word, he looked at his shocking hand, and then at Ji Shanqing.The calmer the latter's face was, the more frightening those bloodshot eyes were, as if two blood holes had been dug deep.

"The next thing is the face," Ji Shanqing gently reminded: "...This is also the fatal point, it doesn't matter if you look good or not."

Sibaan suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the void in front of him--a blood spot splashed from the back of his cracked hand; after all, his combat power was extraordinary, even in the face of an attack that he could not see or feel , he still pulled out a protective light curtain for himself in time, and at the same time twisted his body at an angle that was almost impossible for ordinary people, and dodged into the oblique stab.

Immediately afterwards, there was an uncontrollable low cry of pain.

It was obvious that the direction he flashed just now was on the left hand side, but when he regained his senses, Sibaan squatted on the ground near the right hand side for some reason, panting slightly, and covered one side of his chin with his left hand.It wasn't his injured hand, but blood was still bubbling from between the fingers.

Even Ji Shanqing couldn't help admiring him.His attack was obviously unavoidable, because it was not something he sent out from his hand—to be precise, it was actually himself who attacked Sparan.But even in the face of such an unavoidable and unpredictable means, he can still minimize the damage, which is almost unimaginable; even Ji Shanqing had to think for a few seconds before asking: " ...you guessed it?"

Siba'an slowly stood up straight, even though he was injured, as if where he stood was the peak of mountains and seas.It's just that when he let go of his hand to speak, his voice was slightly trembling almost indescribably, hoarse like quicksand covered in mist.Even Ji Shanqing didn't expect the first sentence he uttered.

"... So that's how this scar came from."

Ji Shanqing frowned slightly - the words were simply inexplicable, as if he had known for a long time that he would have a scar on his jaw, but he didn't understand its origin until today.Could it be that this man lived backwards?
"Is it water?"

Siba'an's words just now seemed to have been blurted out in a daze, and now he came back to his senses and smiled at Ji Shanqing, who was half prostrate on the ground.He only raised the corner of one side of his mouth, and the other side was calm in the blood, perhaps because he didn't want to touch the wound. "You can manipulate water molecules, can't you?"

"You can tell after only being attacked twice, it's really remarkable." Ji Shanqing said sincerely.As Siba'an was attacked and injured, Yinyue's power to freeze him was rapidly diminishing; he moved his hands and feet a little, and found that he could stand up.

"The water molecules in my body are manipulated by you, and they rotate and rub at high speed to generate heat. As a result, the high temperature scalds my skin and cracks it... So no matter how careful I am outside the body, it's useless." Sibaan slowly Said, "But I don't understand why you overused this ability."

"I don't understand how you escaped." Ji Shanqing avoided answering, but said, "After all, how can a person hide from the moisture in his body?"

"Burning my heart directly, didn't you save a lot of energy?" Siba'an still continued his own words, nodded his chest, and said, "The reason why you didn't do this is because you still Are you waiting for the conditions to be ripe? Or are you saying that you can’t do it? Let me think about it... You have to say a few words to me before each attack, so that you have time to 'connect' with the water molecules in my body?"

It was rare for Ji Shanqing to meet such an evenly matched mind—or is this man, like his sister, especially alert and flexible in battle?

"The point is, how do you 'connect'."

Siba'an slowly and straightly raised his right hand towards his side; as if the surrounding air suddenly came alive, it gently licked his skin and wounds like water waves, and quickly wrapped his right hand.The same process happened to his lower jaw; it was probably one of his emergency treatments. "First of all, you can't make water molecules move just by thinking about it... Otherwise, there will be water in the air, and my current nasal cavity and trachea have been completely destroyed. Second, you don't need to touch me... ..."

"One more time, help you think about it." The smile on Ji Shanqing's face was like a breeze blowing through the abyss.

This time, Siba'an did not escape.In other words, he didn't hide at all - when a pool of blood suddenly exploded on his throat, even he seemed to be taken aback; he hurriedly covered his neck, staggered back two steps, the severe pain made his face pale It was so white that it seemed to be covered with a mask, which made his blood startlingly red, and his eyes were so green that they were about to burn.

"Can't speak?"

Ji Shanqing secretly said a pity.He was a little impulsive by Spar'an's words just now, and he shot without waiting for enough water molecules to "connect"; otherwise, it would not be a problem to burn the opponent's throat completely.He was still too impatient, except for the first attack that scalded the back of his hand because he didn't want Sibaan to touch him, the next two attacks on the vital parts did not put the opponent in a near-death situation.

Siba'an slowly put down his hand, his throat was filled with dazzling red, as if the life force escaped from his body, draining him into the color of snow.

"...It's still early." His words were hoarse and low, with pain and suffering, obviously grinding out his voice little by little. "I discovered...you can see my skin, but you can't see under my clothes...and you can't see the air. Last time, I created a half-optical illusion...you really missed half a step Woolen cloth."

Ji Shanqing was startled, but then calmed down and smiled at him: "So what?"

As he spoke, he stepped back.

His speed and skill are far inferior to Sparan, but after losing the power of Silver Moon, as the data body that programmed this space, he has regained control over it.And in this place between real and fake villas, where the mist billows, how fast and how far a person can go has nothing to do with combat power.

When he retreated step by step to the real gate of the villa, Sibaan really didn't catch up—he couldn't catch up either.The blond man just stood far away in the tumbling fog. It seemed that he was only a dozen steps away from the outside yard and the real gate, but he couldn't get over it no matter what.

"...she's in there, isn't she?" Her voice was almost inaudible because of her throat injury.

Ji Shanqing bit his lip tightly.It's not surprising that the other party noticed it; but the grievances that stirred up from his heart made him bewildered and almost out of breath.He really didn't understand, this man had admitted that he didn't have any love for his sister, and his feelings for her couldn't be compared with his own, why he had to show up here and now to take his sister away—— Destiny is like a merciless giant wave, and he can only rely on his delicate arms to block it.

"Don't you understand yet?" He stared hard, so as not to blink the tears down. "You can't get close to me, you can't touch me, but I can see you. Even if I can only burn you a little bit, you will be burned to death here today..."

Siba'an let out an "Oh" and smiled lowly. "I didn't want to," he seemed to murmur. "come in."

Who is he letting in?

Before Ji Shanqing could come up with an answer in his head, the half-opened fake door outside was kicked open heavily - he was startled, and when he looked up, he happened to see Mr. Ito's wrinkled face ; that face is expressionless now, as if caught in a big dream.He stopped by the door, raised his arm and swung hard at Sparan, the bones and joints suddenly fell out of their slots with a tooth-piercing sound, and they grew half as much as usual, even the fibers of the skin and muscles were silken. Silk pulled it apart, as if there was some irresistible force in front of him, tearing his arm apart alive.

...In the torn skin and muscle tissue, there is something white and long, flashing through the blood red.

Before Ji Shanqing could react, that hand grabbed Sibaan's collar.As Mr. Ito's bones and joints kerala retracted to the original position, the pulling force generated even dragged Spartan out-this space is centered on the area under the trapped person's feet, the more the person moves toward a certain Running in one direction, the center will continue to extend in the opposite direction; however, when the person does not move and is dragged out of the door by external force, this kind of spatial extension will naturally have no effect.

...Has that man even guessed the operating mechanism of this space?No, he probably just wanted to try this possibility, but he just let him try it.

Ji Shanqing reacted very quickly. When he saw Sibaan being dragged out of the door by Ito, he turned his head and rushed into the villa.Let my sister leave the dungeon after spending all the money, that's all to make her happy; after all, Bohemia said that she was on the way to come, so she must have hope, knowing that she can get out, that she can have My sister will be happy only if I have the opportunity to see her.But now, he can't control that much anymore—the possibility of killing Sparan suddenly decreases, so my sister must leave this place immediately, and he must not let her be found.

"What are you doing?" The therapist jumped up from the side of the water tank in shock, "The treatment hasn't been completed yet..."

"Change the place!" Ji Shanqing shouted, and stretched out his hand to pull the water hatch door. However, after pulling hard a few times, he found that the water tank didn't even have the slightest intention to open it.As soon as he thought that Ito suddenly fell to the side of Spartan for some reason, and that Spartan might come in from other places at any time, he became anxious as if being roasted by someone, and shouted to the therapist: "You close the door!" Open!"

"No way," the therapist spread his hands, "I said it before I started doing it, unless the treatment is over..."

In this case, take the water tank with you.

He has never written so fast since he became a data body.When an aircraft wrapped around him, the water tank, and the therapist broke through the glass wall and flew towards the distant sea, he seemed to see the blond man standing beside the villa, looking up. looking at the sky—strangely, he was looking in another direction in the sky.

(End of this chapter)