Please ask the dream.

Chapter 635 Second Battle

"Young people can really come up with something new!"

Feeling the strange G·I force field on Feng Xue's body, Sandai's face finally showed some seriousness, and as his will spread, the whole world seemed to begin to change.

It was not a substantial change, but more like a feeling that required no reason, as if as long as one existed in this world, one would be constantly strengthened.

As for how Feng Xue, who couldn't even detect the strength of the third generation, knew...

Because at this moment, he also enjoyed this blessing.

Mirror Shadow Arms is not an ability like transformation or strengthening, or not entirely. As its name suggests, it is a special structure that reflects the enemy's power.

Feng Xue used the unique corrosiveness of the Yellow King to capture some of the enemy's G·I particles, and mixed them with his own and the Yellow King's G·I particles in a perfect ratio of 1:1:1, and finally made a structure that resembled the Tailed Beast Coat.

In this state, the increase in physical strength is secondary. The most important thing is that Feng Xue can enjoy the bonus of the enemy's domain. This is also what he came up with as a means to deal with those strong people who possess domains.

Why not make one yourself...

He did want to, but the problem was that as the Yellow King's Jinchuriki, there were always two wills in his body, which inherently made it impossible for him to complete the creation of a mental world that required the will to be purified to the limit.

Stretching his body and feeling the surging blessing from the ideal country, Feng Xue suddenly found that he seemed to be able to see the old man's power clearly, but it was precisely because he saw it clearly that he felt a strong fear.

Before, even if the old man released his aura, in his perception, he was only a few thousand times stronger than those dreamers before him. Although it was a bit exaggerated, he was not without confidence.

But looking back now, that kind of statement of several times is simply as ridiculous as an ignorant child trying to use the biggest thing he has ever seen in his life to illustrate the size of the entire universe.

"What? You're not going to attack?" The third generation saw that Feng Xue didn't attack from behind, so he couldn't help but tease him. But then, his expression was slightly surprised, and he clapped his hands and said, "Oh, so that's how it is. It seems that you can really reach the edge now! Then, be careful, I'm going to get serious!"

Thoughts were transmitted in the G·I force field silently and without any movement, and a flash of golden light had already reached his side.

The power of wind was used passively, and his body began to change with this force. At the same time, the power from the ideal country was also transformed into protection by him. With a crisp cracking sound, the whole person was thrown out!

"Forbidden magic? Ability sealed? No, that's not right. I simply think I can hit the target!" Feng Xue quickly determined the current situation. His body, which was flying backwards, suddenly stopped and then turned into a whirlwind and disappeared again.

"The difference in belief strength is too great. As expected, even if we can share bonuses, we can never be as proficient as our opponent in dealing with unfamiliar abilities!"

Feng Xue thought to himself, and another thought emerged in his mind.

As a former failed writer, he still had some imagination. As images began to flash through his mind quickly, his body flowing in the wind suddenly condensed, and the ink-stained sword had turned completely black without him knowing when.

"Oh! This is interesting!" The old man who was about to launch an attack felt the changes in the ideal country and gave a very excited smile. He actually stood still and waited for Feng Xue's attack.

"Stop looking down on me, you old bastard!"

Feng Xue immediately pushed his domineering spirit to the limit, holding the sword with both hands and posing a strange posture with a sharp determination. He did not need to imagine the wind, he was naturally lifted up in the air by the world, the compression of momentum, the concentration of thoughts, in the heavy rain that kept falling from the sky, it seemed that there was a drop, and only that drop, that fell into his consciousness.

In front of the throne illuminated by two stars in his mind, a figure held up the wine glass in his hand. The rain fell into the glass, and the ripples that splashed became the switch for Feng Xue to go from stillness to movement.

then……

Three pitch-black sword beams were activated at the same time, invisible and silent, as if even the light would be cut off by them.

In the ideal country made up of fantasies, everything is crumbling. This is the purest sword that crushes all imaginations with the purest hegemony. Even the weapon that swung it will completely collapse after it is swung.

The spreading golden light turned into nothingness, but the face of the third-generation creator was filled with surprise. His figure was as majestic as a mountain, and the original dusky aura also dissipated at this moment. All the golden light disappeared at this moment, and the three sword lights that blocked all the room for escape were already in front of him.

puff!
With a slight sound, two pitch-black sword beams suddenly fell. The only remaining one still passed through the last defense and was caught by the third generation!
"No, I didn't catch it completely... This thing is really powerful!" The Sandaime pinched the crescent-shaped sword energy that should not have a shape, and threw it out like a boomerang. However, the light red that seeped out of the slender gap in the palm of his hand at least showed that this attack was not in vain.

"How is this possible!" Seeing this situation, Feng Xue's morale fell to the bottom at this moment. He thought that this move could be taken away or avoided, but like this... what is this?
"Nothing is impossible. Architects fight with imagination. I can't handle your move, but I can imagine it as if I can handle it!"

The third generation had an expression that said "I'm so lucky" on his face. He stretched out his hand and hooked it. The "boomerang" he threw out flew back instantly, then made a circle and landed in Feng Xue's hand. It was only at this moment that he had the idea of ​​hiding.

"Plastic?" Holding the sword energy that had turned into a black plastic plate, Feng Xue was confused. Although the fighting method of degrading matter through imagination was not uncommon in the architect system, completing the confrontation of wills in this instant and injecting imagination of sufficient intensity was no longer a matter of skill!
"Now you know how powerful it is? If you don't have any more powerful tricks, go back and bring your girlfriend here. Really, you have to fight to see your daughter-in-law these days..." The third generation mocked Feng Xue with a refreshed look, but Feng Xue didn't want to think much at this time.

The strength of the third generation dealt a heavy blow to the confidence he had accumulated over the years, but...

"What? Are you giving up?"

A voice without any emotion but with reverberation sounded in his mind. Feng Xue frowned but did not respond.

"Hey, you're the one who woke me up. Why are you admitting defeat now? It's just that your ultimate move was broken. Just create a bigger ultimate move and fight back!"

Listening to the noise in his mind, Feng Xue frowned, but still replied:
“If only it were that easy!”

"Why do you think it's difficult? Or when did you get the illusion that developing a big move is difficult?"

Feng Xue felt that he had ruined the Yellow King. He was about to retort when he heard the voice:

"Forget it, give me your body and I'll beat you up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Xue suddenly felt that his body was beginning to lose control, and an unprecedented sense of crisis began to erupt in his heart!

Something is coming out!

(End of this chapter)