Cyber ​​Sword Immortal Iron Rain

Erni turned over and stood up, moving her eyes away from the smoke that had been pushed far away:

“What’s going on…what’s going on?!”

She swayed, trying to shake off the dizziness caused by the impact;

"Is he dead? No way—why did it explode?!"

Even in the nightmare of her midnight dream, Erni never expected what just happened -

After some sorting out, rational thoughts returned to my mind.

Only the upper and lower halves of the body were separated, and the lower torso and legs exploded: in other words, Fang Bailu must still be "alive"; after all, his body is not flesh and blood, and even if half of it is lost, it will not affect his continued existence.

But it is enough to prove... they, including Fang Bailu and that stinky-faced Japanese bitch; have already started a war with unknown opponents in Manila - just like Erni and Huang Wuye are doing now.

She squatted down and checked on Huang Wuye who was lying on the ground. Because they were far away from the center of the explosion, Erni and Huang Wuye were not seriously injured by the shock wave; but Huang Wuye, who was used as a shield, was still knocked to the ground by the flying debris.

"Is it still on? It hasn't disintegrated!"

Erni turned the tip of her jade shoot and fiercely knocked on Huang Wuye's head with the tip of her fist, making a dongdong sound. This time, she finally saw Huang Wuye's two eyes that were reluctant to open. The two dog eyes rolled up, revealing an expression like a human's rolling eyes.

Hey!

It suddenly turned over and jumped up, looking over Erni's shoulder and behind her.

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That is--

As the joints rumbled, the dust in the sky was blown away by the rushing air flow: Zhaojizi, carrying Somoshi on his back, was knocked out from the dust cloud again.

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Although he was nearly a hundred meters away from me——

But Erni could still recognize them both clearly: at this point, if these two Qi Refiners did not turn into ashes, they would probably be deeply engraved in the depths of Erni's mind.

"Mother Gan Lin! Manila has been bombed to pieces, and you still want to kill me here?!"

The three faces on the Somos helmet still maintained their melancholy, kindness, and seriousness; it seemed that there had never been any change in emotion.

Erni once again pulled out two ring-handled swords from her waist and back that had been with her for many years but had been lost and found again, and stabbed them into the ground in front of her:

She moved her body, which was in pain from maintaining a tight posture, and now she truly understood... this battle would end with one side's complete defeat.

Until then, it will never be over: running away is not the solution to this problem after all.

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The moment she saw the two Qi Refiners again, Erni suddenly realized——

Now was the decisive moment: there would be no more. If she didn't win, this would be the end for her.

Due to the explosion, all obstacles that could delay time between Zhao Jizi and Erni disappeared; and no matter how fast Huang Wuye advanced, he could not shake off the two Qi Refiners who were following him closely; and even this small distance was constantly shrinking -

If he continued to flee now, he would eventually have to face them again.

Huang Wuye was a descending spirit who did not know how to get tired, and only consumed his stored energy; but Erni was still a pure human being...mostly. The previous life-and-death battles had already consumed her energy to the bottom; her whole body ached as if it was about to fall apart.

Before you collapse from exhaustion, you need to gamble on the probability of success.

That’s what Erni thought.

The scene of Fang Bailu's explosion had already told her: her companions were all fighting their own battles, and that meant no one would come to save her - just like the fight alone in the wilderness, the lonely journey on the way to work, and just like her own life for more than twenty years; she always knew what the final solution would be.

But the life and circumstances over the past year have made Erni a little...weak.

There was no need to pray to the heavens: even if she did, the only thing that would respond was the long sword in her hand. Erni did not speak—not even a curse. She closed her lips tightly, suppressing all her fighting spirit and anger in her body.

Never pray, never hope for miracles. If there is a god in the world who can fulfill wishes, it is only the human mind itself.

Then, she struck a "posture": this had never appeared in the previous fierce fight between the rabbit and the magpie:

Erni stepped forward with her front leg, and bent her right leg slightly, pushing against the ground behind her. She held her natural left hand in the air, and stood half a foot in front of her...

In a battle full of mechanical battles that test the strength of prosthetics, few people realize the importance of "skills" - but Erni knows. Most of her body is still biological, so she needs to use technology and ingenuity to gather and integrate the scattered powers in her body and mind.

Yusunjian tightly grasped the handle of the ring-handled sword - Erni had confirmed that it was the Buddhist sword that carried the "Buddhist virus" - keeping her upper arm and forearm vertical, she slowly passed the back of the long sword around her neck and placed it on her left shoulder.

At this point: Erni's preparations were complete. It was not the starting moves of those "fast food martial arts" that injected sword techniques into the brain so that people could learn them overnight; instead, it was an offensive technique she designed based on her own prosthetic proportions and technology.

This is the first point if you want to win - avoid your opponent's comfort zone.

but……

The distance between her and the enemy was nearly thirty meters - even if Erni stretched out and straightened herself completely, her sword could not reach Somos's mask.

Was she going to use the long sword as a throwing weapon? But if she did that, Erni would not be able to guarantee strength, speed, and accuracy... and she had only one goal, which was to break through Zhao Jizi's guard and the defense of Somos's hands and reach the gap between her head and neck.

To achieve this, it is definitely impossible to just throw the ring-handled sword out of her hand: unless, she just wants to make a desperate attempt before death comes, and pin her hopes of victory on probability.

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Beside Erni, Master Huang Wu had already jumped far away with his tail between his legs - even if he was slow, he could see Erni's determination at the moment: she wanted to solve this cat-and-mouse game once and for all, no matter which side ended up being defeated.

But it didn't know how to cooperate with Erni, so it had to take care of its own safety first; in a flash, Master Huang Wu suddenly became the only bystander on the battlefield.

Bang, bang, boom, boom; boom—

In the distance, Zhao Jizi finally started running with Somos on his back: for him who was made of pure gold and iron, this little cat-and-mouse game did not leave any scars; even the explosion that shook the entire city only left a few white marks of peeling paint on the iron sheet that was riveted to his head.

His pace was extremely precise, and the distance between each step did not vary: this was a testament to the precision of the Megatron's function...

But it also suited Erni's wishes. The second point to win was a chance to predict the opponent's actions.

The previous short and long pursuit battle has proved that Huang Wuye and Erni do not have the medium and long-range attack means to threaten the Qi Refiners; therefore, Zhao Jizi can charge and accelerate unscrupulously, turning himself into a train running at full speed.

His figure running from a distance gradually became huge and dazzling - seven seconds? Five seconds? As long as the second hand moves a little more, Zhao Jizi will be able to cross this not-too-long-not-short distance and tear Erni into pieces.

This is the final window, the window of attack:

Hiss—whoosh—hiss—whoosh—

Erni swallowed the air fiercely and exhaled it again; her eyes almost spewed out tangible flames. With her "lung qi" strengthened, she was able to regulate her own hormones and blood supply through this action, further enhancing her body's efficiency.

Suddenly, Erni's cheeks swelled up, and her chest and abdomen suddenly contracted. She seemed to want to use only her mouth, trachea, and lungs to create a vacuum around her by inhaling:

despair!

She took a step forward. The step hit the ground like a hammer, stirring up cracks and dust; her heel landed first, and then her center of gravity shifted forward, shifting the weight to the ball of her front foot.

Zhao Jizi was still more than 20 meters away from her.

But Erni drew her knife.

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She just turned slightly, twisting her waist:

Crack! Crack!

Erni's upper trouser legs quietly burst, revealing her extremely tight, bulging thigh muscles; the skin on her back was torn apart by the over-congested latissimus dorsi and teres major muscles, and blood oozes out.

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click!

She seemed to be swinging a bat with all her weight and strength, trying to throw herself out as if to hit a baseball. Her legs had been stretched to the limit, and even her kneecaps were groaning from the violent hitting. Her tense body was falling diagonally forward.

The Buddhist sword turned into a long, light-golden shadow, which went around Erni's neck and was swung forward diagonally from behind with the strength of her back and legs:

Click, click, click, click—

Crisp, continuous knocking sounds; because the speed is so fast, it almost sounds like just one long beep.

The overlapping joints of the jade shoot tip opened and popped out at the moment of swinging the knife; the speed was so fast that sparks flew from the friction between the joints. In an instant, Erni extended her prosthetic hand into a long snake that moved and attacked: the jade shoot tip suddenly expanded to a length of nearly 20 meters. This scene was like magic, and it seemed like a secret technique of shrinking bones.

She wanted to maximize her attack distance while ensuring the lethality. At the same time, unlike a bullet, which began to decay as soon as it was fired, the long sword continued to accelerate as the force was transferred from the prosthetic hand to the end.

Snapped!

At the end of the arm and the Buddhist sword that suddenly stretched to the extreme, like the tip of a long whip being swung to the end, a terrifying sonic boom was emitted - this symbolized that the farthest end of the sword's force had exceeded the speed of sound at 340 meters per second.

The end of the bamboo shoot and the long knife held by the prosthetic hand were already too blurry to be seen with the naked eye.

After the sonic boom, in the silent silence... a bright golden light flashed by.

This was the fastest, fiercest, and most violent sword strike Erni had ever swung since she was born.

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The ruins of the shacks that surrounded Erni but could not block Zhaojizi's path - the iron, plastic and rubber that made up these shacks - were all broken in the middle, revealing a smooth cross-section.

In this delicate moment... the wreckage that was cut in half rose into the air, as if floating in mid-air.

Through precise calculation, capturing clever timing, and the coordination between body, mind and technology——

A smooth and complete semicircle appeared in front of Erni: it was the afterimage left by the sharp knife light on her retina. And at the edge of this semicircle...

The tip of the Buddhist sword just passed through the gap between the three overlapping masks on the head of the monk. The tip of the sword crossed a distance of more than 20 meters, penetrated into the gap that was just enough to accommodate a fingernail, and then swept out -

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There was no trace of blood, nor any sparks from the friction of metal.

but--

Although there was a distance of nearly twenty meters between them, Erni could still see the bright yellow flame that exploded after the Buddha's sword touched the Somos - that was a sign of a forced connection.

The fatal blow swung by Erni finally hit the target.

The golden color flashing from the head of Tsomaus became brighter and brighter, spraying upwards like a fountain: the virus should have been injected into Tsomaus's mind -

sieve!

The tip of the jade shoot that had just extended to a length of more than ten meters quickly shrank back to its usual length of an arm - Erni turned her head to avoid the tip of the jade shoot that flew past her face; even with multiple buffering mechanisms, the impact still knocked Erni backwards; even her toes left the ground for a short time.

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"call……"

Erni exhaled slowly, and staggered a few steps to the side due to the impact of the retraction of the jade shoot tip; then she could no longer hold on and sat down on the ground.

Now, the only thing she could feel was:

pain.

Erni could feel the pain and swelling from the tearing of the muscle bundles in her back, arms, and thighs, as well as the temporary and complete loss of muscle range of motion. The lumbar vertebrae and spine were slightly dislocated due to the cut.

But there is no doubt that this is the best and most perfect sword strike Er Ni has ever made in her life.

She straightened her shaking legs again, and then used the ring-handled knife as a crutch to dig into the ground to support her body that could no longer stand - the wound on her face that had been gradually closing burst open again, adding a layer of red blood in front of Erni's eyes.

"Is it solved...Is it solved? If this doesn't work...I have no other choice."

Erni used the back of her hand to push away the blood that was flowing down her face, murmuring softly. After adjusting herself a little, she raised her head again -

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The first scene that catches your eye is even a little gorgeous.

The first thing Erni saw was the shining circle made up of holographic text on the top of Zhao Jizi's head, which looked like a wreath or a crown. Now, it changed from the original pure sea blue to a blue/gold color scheme; it was rotating around Zhao Jizi's head slowly, with occasional pauses and freezes.

He suddenly stopped running at high speed, like a toy car that lost its power.