Ninja World: Insect Princess from Konoha.

Chapter 610 Experience
Sharingan is a penetrating eye. As the eyes are upgraded, the insight will be improved accordingly.

And Samsara Eye, as the most advanced configuration of Sharingan, has an insight into this point and directly fills it up.

The time of the world seems to slow down, and all the scenes in the world have become slow motion.

You can clearly see the splashing and flying of gravel, how many fine sand and stones are scattered in the air, and the specific shape of each grain, and you can also capture the trajectory of the wind. When the air flow slides, it flashes in the air The traces of the air waves passing by are like cracks carved in the air.

Madara can see the opposite side carefully and clearly, and even every detail on Miki's mask.

The clusters of light that were being dragged forward slowly lit up.

The strength of the body is back, returning to the peak for a short time, the taste of youth is intoxicating, the pumping blood roars in the body like a river, the heart beats, continuously supplies energy, and affects the muscles to react instantly.

quickly!

Light is fast.

Just avoid it before being locked.

When the footsteps are stepped on, the trajectory of the advance is deflected, and after [-]:[-] seconds, the first ray of light will pass by his face.

No threat.

Next comes the second bundle.

After [-]:[-] seconds.

What is locked is the heart.

The blade sank slightly, blocking the path of the beam bomb.

This sword, no matter what it is, can split.

My insight is above yours.

is it?

When the eyes collided at the speed of light, Madara understood the meaning from the eyes of the other party.

The so-called insight eye is nothing but the refresh rate.

The same [-]-frame picture is just right for people to watch, but it will be too slow for dogs to watch it.

Simply put, the world in which the dog's eyes live is much slower than the world felt by humans.

Among them, the human beings in the eyes of the flies are doing extremely slow movements.

This is insight, dynamic vision.

Bad street ability.

This is a difference in the underlying hardware.

But in fact, there is no such thing as a refresh rate for the human eye. It is something that is unique to machines. Information is transmitted between the eyes and the brain. It seems that the speed of light is actually limited by broadband.

When the broadband is not enough, the brain will automatically compress the received unprocessed information, which is motion blur.

It's like watching a fan turn, it's a picture made up by the brain.

In other words, the difference between Miki and Madara is the difference in computing power when the brain processes information.

Madara's intentions were clearly revealed in Miki's eyes.

The light group adjusts the angle, and the follow-up light group lightning flash predicts and blocks all dodging spaces, and successive rapid charging lights up.

The samsara eyes are in Madara's eye sockets, rapidly moving left and right, analyzing the angle of the light cluster back and forth, and subconsciously making fine adjustments.

And at the next moment of change, the angle of the light group changes, and the attack path is predicted and locked again.

Then the brain is overloaded, the information cannot be processed, and the motion is blurred.

Referred to as Brain Supplement.

This is fatal.
flaw.

Under the mask, the corners of Meggie's mouth curled up.

"too slow"

In a blink of an eye, the two rushed past each other, switched positions, turned their backs to each other, and stopped.

The white light did not come on, and no attack was launched.

There is no doubt that it is just pure swordsmanship.

Meiji slammed the knife, and the blood on the blade splashed in rows, hitting the ground, and green smoke rose up.

"how."

Turning his head, he looked up at Madara's back.

Coughing out a mouthful of blood violently, stabbing the blade into the ground to support his body, Madara looked at the blurry ground in front of him, a cut mark opened on his chest, and the blood kept gushing out.

The toxin has struck.

More violent than imagined.

His body was trembling constantly, and his hands and feet were almost uncontrollable.

Swordsmanship, defeated?
I can't believe it, what happened just now?
Didn't see it at all.

Off the field, the old man with long horns and the mage Yicun had serious eyes.

They didn't see clearly what happened.

Both sides are too fast.

"Teacher Madara" Meiji's voice sounded cold, and said, "Is there anything else that needs to be checked?"

Madara vomited a big mouthful of blood. Although his body was rapidly healing itself, it was also being destroyed rapidly at the same time, and he was in pain.

"What a powerful body."

Maggie said.

"Just one drop is enough to kill tens of millions of people, and you can bear it, as expected of you."

Madara vomited blood, and with blood foam, the flesh was vomited out.

Deep in the body, the internal organs are constantly dissolving and collapsing.

"However, there is also a gene-breaking potion specially prepared for you."

"An agent capable of killing interstitial cells."

On the broken chest, Hashirama's face twisted in pain, silently twitching, howling, and gradually cracking.

In the eye sockets, a pair of blood-red Sanba Sharingan eyes turned rapidly.

"I'm pretty good at entertainment, right?"

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?" Madara asked panting.

"In the past, I probably didn't want to tell you."

Miki said with a light smile.

"The so-called ninja war is an intelligence war. It is undoubtedly a stupid act to reveal the hole cards to the opponent."

"Now, I'd love to tell you."

Madara's eyes narrowed sharply.

These words seem familiar.

"How arrogant"

Madara replied with a sneer.

"Fool, the arrogance of God also has deep meaning, so be afraid."

"This is the Hive Real-time Combat Algorithm System."

"The relevant content is too complicated."

"Fool, even if I tell you, you still don't understand."

"What a pity."

"Then let me tell you plainly."

Meiji said that this system focuses on the collection and arrangement of combat data, while combat calculations are secondary.

"How many times have you fought in your life?"

"One hundred games?"

"A thousand games?"

"Ten thousand games?"

"No matter what kind of battle scene, I must have seen it before. This is the so-called accumulation of experience through hundreds of battles."

Miki strolled forward, and slowly walked behind Madara, the blade of the sword dragged on the ground, making piercing and piercing sounds continuously.

"In my professional career, there are no more than three official combat missions, and if the mission execution is not counted, it will not exceed a hundred."

"The accumulation of battle data between you and me is experience, and there is a world of difference."

"Because, just counting data, all kinds of ninjas, all kinds of battles, from the past to the future, will be witnessed by me, collected, turned into data storage, turned into my own experience, and absorbed by me , I have fought more than a billion times, which is a combat experience that you can never match in your lifetime."

"how."

Miki raised her sword behind Madara, and said in a cold voice.

"Do you feel any fear?"

Hei Jue and Bai Jue, who were hiding underground, held their breath tightly.

From the beginning to the end of the battle, Madara has been suppressed.

There is simply no power to fight back.

You know, it's a spot!
The strongest man in ninja world today!

Are you afraid?
It's frightening.

Beside Hei Jue, there was the sound of Bai Jue's teeth chattering.

This guy is so useless!

Hei Jue was in a complicated mood, and he didn't know who he was talking about.

The real identity of this woman is still uncertain, the plan cannot fail, Madara, you can't lose in this place.

Everyone looked at Madara who was trembling in pain.

"Are you afraid?"

After a while, Madara said in a deep voice.

"No."

"Really." Meggie leaned over to Madara's ear with a chuckle, and said softly, "Are you confused? I told you, I can read people's hearts."

"So I smelled it."

"You send out your own heart, the taste of fear."

"The proud swordsmanship is like the taste of gravel, how about it?"

"There is a sense of helplessness that the world's beliefs have collapsed."

"Right."

Meiji straightened up, raised her sword and cut down.

Madara's head flew up, fell to the ground and rolled, and the eyes of reincarnation were wide open.

In the grass, in the dark soil, looking at that figure, the one-inch mage and the old man with long horns did not dare to show their breath.

Just looking at it from a distance, the terrifying oppressive force came from nowhere.

Its body shape is made up in the brain to make up the appearance in the memory.

Do not!
Even more terrifying!

(End of this chapter)