Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 362: Cutting in Two with One Strike, Ruyi Sword

A huge mecha fell from the sky and smashed down on Wu Gensheng's head.

Wu Gensheng also got into the state. Without any panic, he carefully jumped back a distance to avoid the mecha falling directly, but the gap was very narrow.

As he was falling backwards in mid-air, he stretched out his hand and lifted it upwards.

There are advantages to doing this. If it can be unlocked, the mecha will naturally disintegrate, letting He Songling know that all these fancy tricks are nothing in front of Wu Gensheng. If it cannot be unlocked, he can also use this force to leap out and avoid the attack.

Sure enough, at the moment when Wu Gensheng activated the divine spirit and his palm touched the foot of the mecha, he felt a lightness in his hand, followed by the sound of a "crash" collapse.

This made Wu Gensheng happy. After making such a big fuss, the result would still be the same, right?
He was just about to straighten his waist in mid-air, change the direction of his jump, and launch a counterattack towards He Songling, but he felt a huge amount of Qi surging like a tide from the broken mecha in his hand, and condensed into the feet of the humanoid mecha again.

"This……"

This scene not only stunned both the good and evil forces, but even Wu Gensheng himself was greatly surprised.

He has been wandering the world for so many years, but he has never seen anyone who can withstand his divine spirit and constantly rebuild and restore the destroyed acquired Qi.

Wu Gensheng's face showed an expression of excitement to the point of madness, and his eyes changed from blue to a faint bright yellow.

"Okay, I'll see if you can..."

"boom!"

The giant sword fell from the sky.

He Songling is not Zuo Rutong, who has strange needs for Wu Gensheng. He is not like the perverted swimming pool manager in the elementary school math book, who plays a strange game of draining water from one pipe and filling water from another to see when the water will be filled.

The reason why he was asked to untie the legs of the mecha just now was purely because it fell from the sky and its feet were close to him, but He Songling's purpose was never to use a huge mecha to crush Wu Gensheng to death.

Didn’t we already say it? Cut it off once and for all!
Wu Gensheng rushed out hastily, and was almost cut in two by He Songling's sword. Although he was very fast, a long bloodstain gradually appeared from the top of his forehead to the perineum. At first glance, he looked like a spirited young man with a super long shrimp tattoo.

But it can't be considered wrong. To a leader like Wu Gensheng, isn't he an extra-large spirited young man?

"call……"

A few strands of hair slowly fell in front of Wu Gensheng. Only then did he react and felt frightened. Cold sweat once again covered his back.

"Is it really that serious, He Songling? Is it really necessary to do such a cruel thing?"

"Ha, what a joke. I am an outstanding representative disciple of the Sanyi Sect, a resounding banner of the righteous path. When I meet the leader of Quanxing Sect, why should I be polite to you? If I don't kill the demons and monsters, do I have to drink and chat with you and kneel down to become sworn brothers? There is no such shameless person in my righteous path."

This one sentence inspired Zuo Rutong and the future thirty-five thieves, and brought thunderous applause.

"Good! Senior Brother He said it well!"

"You are worthy of being my role model of righteousness!"

"Senior Brother He is so powerful!" Only Feng Ping looked embarrassed. Just now, he was the one holding the jar of wine and wanted to drink with Wu Gensheng.

"It's okay, as long as you know what's going on." Gao Gen was still patting his shoulder to comfort him:

"We may be of similar temperament for a while and drink with him, but we will eventually realize that we are not on the same side. It is impossible for a righteous person to become sworn brothers with a big devil like him, right? That would be a big deal. Anyway, no matter how much I admire him, I would never do such a thing, even if I die!"

Gao Gen was frantically planting flags on himself over here, while Wu Gensheng was desperately dodging He Songling's giant sword over there.

"Okay, okay, you're pretty quick at hiding. Look at this again!"

Wu Gensheng's dodging speed was too fast. He Songling's light energy messenger was swinging a huge sword, and it was really difficult to touch him. He had no choice but to wave his hand and sprinkle countless transparent silk threads.

Tang Sect’s “Hidden Line”!
He did not use any attack methods that used Qi to condense. The method of covering the body with the hand like the three-fold of the prison left reverse life was fine, but the waterless tree without roots and duckweed released by the pure Qi outside the body could be broken by the anxious Wu Gensheng with just a touch, and it could not hinder him at all.

But entities are different.

The Tang Sect's hidden thread was made of a combination of hardware and the golden silkworm silk of Yunnan Golden Silkworm Gu. Its toughness, sharpness, and strength far exceeded that of a wrist-thick cable. Wu Gensheng had no sharp weapon in his hand, so he couldn't break it for a while.

As expected, Wu Gensheng, who fell into the hidden line formation, was unlikely to die like those small fish that were chopped into pieces by the white spider, but his steps were restricted.

"One more time, cut it in two with one stroke, Ruyi Sword!"

The giant sword chopped down on Wu Gensheng's head when he got rid of the hidden line. This time, Wu Gensheng had no time to move, so he could only hastily merge all his Qi into the divine spirit. He crossed his hands and formed a short Qi sword similar to a sword edge, and rushed forward to meet the attack.

"puff."

There was no deafening sound of metal clashing, as if chopping on thick tofu, only a shallow muffled sound, and then the two "swords" became strangely deadlocked in the air.

The colorful giant sword in He Songling's hand kept dissipating in front of Wu Gensheng's sky-blue Qi sword, turning into light particles dancing in the sky, and then constantly infusing it with huge Qi to repair it. Although Wu Gensheng's divine spirit "sword" had the upper hand, it could not make any progress.

"Good fellow, his method is common and easy to untie, but when I untie it, it's as if there is an endless sea of ​​Qi waiting behind him, and it fills up immediately. Is this man's Qi infinite?"

Wu Gensheng gritted his teeth and didn't dare to relax at all, because if he was a little slower, the sword would come at him. There were two times when he was distracted and almost let the sword come at him. Although he managed to untie it in time, the distance of the giant sword was still several centimeters ahead of the initial distance.

This kind of high-intensity mental concentration, where he couldn't relax for even a moment, soon made Wu Gensheng's whole body drenched in sweat. Cold sweat flowed down his forehead and into his eyes, but he didn't dare to move at all, enduring the pain and continuing to deal with the giant sword in front of him.

"Right, that's right. I've let you use it a long time ago."

Unlike Wu Gensheng's urgency, He Songling looked relaxed. Wu Gensheng, who had the upper hand in theory, was constantly forced to retreat, while He Songling, who should have been freed from the Qi body construction, was calm and composed.

It is normal that the solution is easy. After all, it is the externalized Qi, and it is not his own method. He does not want to rely on this to overwhelm Wu Gensheng. It is enough to just look at the divine spirit.

"bass!"

After many years, two rays of divine light shot out from He Songling's eyes again, rushing straight into the purple palace between Wu Gensheng's eyebrows.

(End of this chapter)