Goku, it's up to you

Chapter 181 Do You Believe in Light?
[Magnetic shell, lightning-type imperial spirit, race rating 3 stars]

"The crooked ways you use are useless to the 'Knights of Caesar'. I advise you to save yourself for a while."

Roger, who was wearing a European-style armor, folded his arms and spat with disgust in his eyes.

As he said that, the Cibei beside him also raised two small long eyes in a very cooperative manner, shining with wise light.

Because the Cibei family has a racial technique called "slow pupil dilation", which can effectively stimulate nerves with tiny currents and greatly improve the information processing ability of the brain.

In this way, the attacks coming in the field of vision will be slowed down to a very slow level.

At this time, the magnetic shell can easily resist the attack by controlling the two floating hard shells around it.

Just to restrain the 'American Iai cut'.

"What is Caesar Knight? I only know Holy Light Knight."

Chen Xuan helped the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, then pointed to Xiao Bailong, "By the way, the Holy Light Knight is the guy he hates the most, because he is a 'butter shooter'."

"What's a butter shooter?"

Roger questioned.

"He is a shooter who likes to play yellow games very much, and has a perfect hit rate."

Chen Xuan explained with a serious face, "Because many key parts that it wants to see have been hit with holy light, so it hates the holy light knight. You know, the power of revenge can surpass everything."

"What kind of messy things do you think are perfect, but it's useless to me."

Roger frowned, "Also, quickly take off your sunglasses, and you're still dressed like this. Do you think you're on vacation? It's really embarrassing!"

"Do you believe in the power of light?"

Chen Xuan didn't answer, but asked another question.

"what?"

"If you believe that light can hurt, you'd better wear sunglasses like me."

"Neuropathy!"

Seeing that the other party not only refused to listen to his kind advice, but also spoke harsh words at each other, Chen Xuan could only sigh and shook his head.

At the same time, the referee just raised his hand to signal not to continue chatting and to focus on the upcoming match.

"The second round of Group B, the 9th match, the players on both sides are preparing to—"

In the referee's elongated tone, Roger had already raised a finger, ready for a quick counterattack after the 'Zi Bei' blocked the American Iai Slash.

As for Chen Xuan, he adjusted his sunglasses again to make sure they were on.

"war!"

Almost as soon as the words were finished, rounds of mosquito coils appeared in the pupils of 'Zibei', which seemed to be still and spinning rapidly.

[Racial Skill Slowly Dilate Pupils! 】

For a split second, everything slowed down
In this slow world, it could see that Chen Xuan raised his hand, condensed a talent talisman and threw it out, and Xiao Bailong quickly bent down to hold the sword, and set up an attacking posture.

Immediately afterwards, a bullet shining with golden light pierced out of the chamber, shooting towards the innate talisman that flashed ahead.

Even though the speed of the bullet is quite fast compared to the slow things around it, to it, it's just mediocre.

Just
The light attached to the bullet was a bit dazzling.

After all, the speed of light is so fast, with its current strength, no matter how slow it down, it is still too fast to dodge.

'Om—'

Just as the 'Magnetic Shell' was leisurely preparing to control the suspended shells around it to resist, it was discovered that the moment the bullet passed through the innate talisman, the light on it seemed to bloom outwards.
In the next instant, the field of vision was completely filled with white!
'boom! '

The belated gunshot hit his ears, and Cibei felt a pain in his chest, and his vision, which was originally completely white, fell into darkness.
[Royal Art · Jinlu: The sharp edge is dazzling! 】+【Talent talisman: The Bell of Pu Lao! 】

Zibei, who has "slow pupil dilation", still has a half-knowledge of his own defeat.

Roger, as the envoy, was even more confused.

He couldn't figure out why when Chen Xuan moved his hand, the field lit up with a white light that was more dazzling than the scorching sun above his head.

Is this guy a god?
If there is light, is there light?
It wasn't until his vision fell into darkness due to temporary blindness that Roger realized belatedly the real intention of the other party wearing sunglasses.

Damn, people have directly reminded me to wear sunglasses, and I can still be tricked
Thinking of this, Roger couldn't help but shed a few tears from the corners of his eyes.

I don't know if it was stabbed by the light, or because I was crying stupidly.
"Damn it! Who threw the flashbang?"

"What's the situation? The Sima tank was destroyed?"

"Ah! Some pervert secretly took pictures up my skirt!"

"Isn't it more perverted for you to wear a skirt!?"

Although the brightness of the light has been attenuated a lot due to the distance, the auditorium is still affected by a lot of ripples, which shocked many people.

"Tsk, the same move, but not the medicine, it's still effective."

Chen Xuanzheng walked down the stage with emotion, but was stopped by the referee:

"Contestant Chen Xuan, please wait a moment!"

Turning his head subconsciously, Chen Xuan saw the referee who was stabbed with tears in his eyes, and said to the air:

"The move you made just now reminded me of a line in a poem, "Sword Qi spans thirty thousand miles, and one sword light chills nineteen continents! That's why I decided to nominate you for the 'Xia Qi Sword Style Award'."

"Uh thanks a lot!"

Chen Xuan trotted forward and asked, "Are your eyes okay? How about I help you to rest?"

"It's okay, I'm fine."

Hearing the sound, the referee turned around and replied with his back to Chen Xuan, "Let the medical staff treat me later."

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The corner of Chen Xuan's mouth couldn't help twitching.

Your problem seems to be very big, your hearing is not good.
competition area.

"This is all heresy! If the current new generation is studying this kind of thing all day long, then how messy our fencing circle will be in the future?"

"That's right, Xiaoxuezi, you have to persuade this disciple of yours, you can't let him win with such low means, it's not honorable at all, it's embarrassing!"

"You are still young, don't be so eager for quick success and quick success. Temporary success or failure is not enough to judge a hero. A good reputation will follow you for a lifetime. Listen to me, settle down and return to swordsmanship itself."

Realizing that the matter is not simple, the hosts at the tail end of the crane tried to persuade Zhongli Jianxue.

Although he said so on the lips, he was thinking in his heart that it was too late for the remaining participating disciples under his sect to learn two tricks secretly.

Among other things, at least he can really advance!
As for shame?

I am already very old, if I am surpassed by this young man who just took over the gym, it would be shameful!

"Yeah, I see, I'll tell him when I get back."

Zhongli Jianxue nodded perfunctorily, obviously not listening at all.

But Shao Ya at the side felt that these remarks were quite reasonable, and couldn't help but fall into the contemplation of "what is the right way of swordsmanship".
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