Academy City's Puppet Master

——Under a strong enemy, this is also a compromise that has to be made.

In this regard, Ling Xingye is also aware of it, and regards it as the price that must be paid if he wants to gain power.

It can even be said that "Qian Ji" chose the body of a puppet buffoon instead of Ling Xingye himself, which is already very fortunate.

As if hearing what Ling Xingye was thinking, the clown——Ling Qianji shook his head: "You made a mistake, Xingye."

As he spoke, he waved his hand and summoned a mirror out of thin air, and placed it in front of Ling Xingye.

"Who is the puppet has not yet been determined."

Through the mirror, Ling Xingye was surprised to see that he was also in the image of a monster!

He quickly looked down at his hands.

Zheng... the wrist knife popped out.

The ten fingers of both hands are slender, and the appearance of spherical joints can still be seen.

"Don't be nervous." Ling Qianji said, "Although you are the one who has occupied the magpie's nest, I can give you a chance to compete fairly."

"compete?"

"That's right," Ling Qianji nodded, "Competing for the ownership of this body."

"Huh? Are you kidding me! Why do you have to compete with me like this?" Ling Xingye flatly refused.

"There is no rejection, only victory or defeat." Ling Qianji said in a cold voice, "Or...can I consider you to admit defeat directly?"

Ling Xingye didn't continue to answer, he instinctively rejected Ling Qianji's so-called "competition".

At this time, Ling Qianji spoke again: "Xingye, let me ask you, what is the difference between a puppet master and a puppet?"

"The difference? Isn't it clear at a glance?" Ling Xingye was confused by the sudden question.

"What I'm asking is not so superficial. I'm asking you about the existence of two people who are exactly the same in appearance, ability, and strength. The side that becomes the puppet master dominates the battle, and the other side becomes a puppet to increase combat power. Where is the difference between the two?"

"Ben... Instinct?" Ling Xingye blurted out.

"What are you kidding?" Ling Qianji looked over with a strange expression, and then said, "It's the responsibility! The one who can bear all this is the one who manipulates the silk thread, and the cowardly one who keeps running away can only become a puppet to be manipulated! "

——What is inexplicable?

Ling Xingye was confused when he heard it, but he could also see the other party's sternness.Talked for a long time, but did not do anything after all.

Perhaps it was because of the inability to fight in this strange space.But in short, Ling Xingye has calmed down, trying to find a way to escape.

"... Starry night! Starry night!"

Hitomi Shiranui's calling sounded in his ears.At first it seemed to be coming from a distant place, but then it quickly zoomed in and became clearer and clearer.

Soon, Ling Xingye felt that someone was shaking him hard.

Then he woke up.

Looking at the concerned eyes around him, Ling Xingye quickly stood up and said that he was fine.

According to Hitomi Shiranui, the clown lost control and rushed towards him just now, which made him unconscious for 2 minutes.

No one seemed to have noticed the abnormal situation that just happened.

Looking at the clown carefully for a moment, Ling Xingye withdrew his gaze.

No matter what the reason was, Ling Qianji seemed to have no intention of doing more for the time being.

That being the case, Ling Xingye didn't delve into what happened just now.Commander Wenhua asked for a test field, and planned to continue to familiarize himself with the performance of the clown.

People without long-term considerations must have near-term worries. The most important thing right now is to deal with the water behind.

As for Ling Qianji and so on, it belongs to "internal conflicts" and is temporarily suppressed.

"Xingye, are you okay?" Shiranuo Tong was still not at ease.

"Don't worry, it's not a big problem." Ling Xingye calmed down with a relaxed expression, "It's just that I'm not familiar with the performance of the new puppet."

Then, Ling Xingye dived into the experimental field and continued to manipulate the clown to rampage.

The performance of the new puppet is too good, but Ling Xingye is not very comfortable with it.

Outside the experimental field, looking at Ling Xingye who was struggling alone inside, Hitomi Shiranui bit her lip lightly.

"You can't waste time here, even if you can't fight, you have to find a way to help Xingye!" She raised her hand and patted her cheek to cheer herself up.

Looking at the time again, there are less than three hours left before the ultimatum of the water behind.

In such a short time, whether Ling Xingye can get acquainted with the new puppet is still unknown.

That being the case...then we can only buy time.

Thinking of this, Hitomi Shiranui took out his mobile phone and called Qifan, telling him and the people in the underground command center to evacuate and hide quickly, and told the law enforcement team members to hide as much as possible to avoid being caught by the water behind.

Then, worried, she issued a warning to all members of the "group" through "mail sending and receiving".

Then, he called Lily Mezas and asked her to take care of Chihiro Isshiki and Miyu Yakushiji.

One name after another flashed across his mind, and Hitomi Shiranui quickly screened out all the people who were closely related to Ling Xingye, and made arrangements one by one.

Finally, her fingertips hesitated for a moment between the two "Misaka" and chose Misaka Mikoto's number.

"Misaka Mikoto-san, the incident happened suddenly, but I hope you can take Misaka 10001 together to protect Saten Ruiko and Uiharu Shiri... Yes, there is a possibility of being attacked, please be careful, and notify us immediately if you find the enemy !"

……

In the early morning, the sky just turned white.

"It's almost time." A blind man on the street suddenly looked up at the rising sun in the east.

Then, he looked down at the phone screen.

"It seems that Xingye still needs more time. If that's the case, then we can only take the initiative to fight for it." Tu Fanghu put away his phone, closed his eyes, and continued to play the role of a blind person, "Oh, I'm his partner after all."

===Chapter 660 The sixth chapter draws the sword and cuts off the water===

When~when~when~when~

The bell ringing from nowhere spread far in the silent morning.

Academy City - this city mainly composed of schools and students is gradually waking up.

Looking at the gradually bustling streets in the distance, Backwater stood up and patted the dew off his body.

"It's time, did you really not come..." He said coldly, "If that's the case, don't blame me for being a little messy."

At this moment, he did not stay in the abandoned neighborhood that was the battlefield, but in another place with similar scenery.

It is also an abandoned block, but this is only a superficial scene.Backside Water knew that under the office building in the middle of the block, there was actually a lively underground bar.

He knew better that this was the base camp of Ling Xingye and his forces.

From the very beginning, he had no intention of waiting for Ling Xingye honestly - he knew very well that in the face of the overwhelming strength gap between the two sides, it was a small probability that the other party would dare to continue to go to the appointment to fight one-on-one.

Therefore, the water from the rear came directly to the underground command center and waited.

The Water of the Rear is the type who tries his best to avoid the war spreading to a large area; but on the other hand, he is also a war expert who has experienced many battles. Once he is actually on the battlefield, he will never show mercy to the "enemy".

War is a cruel thing—the water behind knows this best, so he will not naively pursue the ending of "absolutely no sacrifice", but only reduce sacrifice as much as possible.

Even, in order to avoid greater sacrifices, the water behind does not mind some small sacrifices.

"What's more, since it is an enemy, it doesn't matter to sacrifice, right?"

Rear Water stretched his muscles and bones, took out the metal stick from the shadow, and walked towards the underground command center.

Da, da, da, da...

Suddenly there was a regular knocking sound at the corner in front, and Zhishui behind him slowed down slightly and looked over.

A moment later, a young man wearing sunglasses and holding a cane came out.

The blind stick in his hand kept hitting the ground and the wall next to him, making a "da da da" sound.

Backside Zhishui frowned, but didn't say much.He has also seen many blind people, and he can tell that this man is really blind, not a fake blind man who is pretending to be blind.

Although it was a bit concerning to appear in such a place at this time, the water behind did not say much in the end, and walked lightly, preparing to pass by him silently.

The two gradually approached, and the water behind had perfectly controlled its own movements, covering up all the movements during the walk.

But as the distance drew closer, he felt more and more uneasy in his heart.

Something is wrong—the intuition honed by the water behind after hundreds of battles is frantically warning.

Five meters, four meters, three meters...

disturbed?The only thing in front of him that could bring him uneasiness was the blind man in front of him.

Regardless of the amount of water behind him, he believed in his own feelings.

Then, the metal rod carried on the shoulder suddenly bounced up, and fell swiftly and silently towards the blind man in front of him.

The blind man seemed to be really blind - he didn't raise his head, but he had already made a corresponding movement.

With just a simple side step, he avoided this straightforward blow.

"Is it perceived through the airflow?" The water behind immediately noticed the other party's skills.

Before he could react, he saw a cold light flash in front of his eyes.

Sword light burst out from the blind stick, facing the falling metal stick, the blind swordsman swung a left cut.

His drawing of the sword was so natural and smooth that he even deceived the saint's reaction, making the rear water unable to respond for a while.

Then, something even more astonishing to the water behind happened.

The two weapons whose specifications and quality were not at the same level crossed each other, and the water in the back felt a sudden lightness in his hand.

Only half of the five-meter-long metal rod remained.

The top half hit the ground with a loud noise, then bounced off and flew far away.

"Can you actually cut off my weapon? What kind of famous sword is this?" Backwater looked at the smooth mirror-like cut surface of the metal stick, "No, what kind of swordsmanship is this?"

The blind man's weapon is sharp, but what is really powerful is his swordsmanship.

"Caught it!" Tufang Hu closed his eyes, listening to the flow of the wind, with the corners of his mouth curled up.