Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1300: The battle with Sbaan

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Even if the current Ji Shanqing is just a sliver extracted from the huge data body, he still possesses means and power that humans cannot expect. Now that the murderous intention was determined, there was nothing to restrain his hands anymore - when he felt Sibaan stand up easily and reach out to grab his back collar, Ji Shanqing closed his eyes tightly; In his mind, all the "water" components suddenly jumped forward and floated clearly from the background.

The hand suddenly retracted in mid-air before it could fall.

However, although Sibaan realized something was wrong in the flash of lightning, he did not realize that he could not avoid this kind of wrongness. He even pulled his hand back to his side, but he still gasped because of the sudden pain. Angry, he jumped back and shouted: "What did you do?"

"Don't worry,"

Ji Shanqing slowly regained some strength and was able to raise his head slightly to look at him, and said softly: "If I were you, I would definitely try not to open my mouth."

Sibaan’s expression turned heavy and cold. This could not be the first time he was injured in his life, but after being injured, it was probably the first time that his opponent didn't even know how he got hurt. Due to the severe pain coming from the back of his hand, his face turned pale and he sweated a little. He finally slowly moved away his left hand that had been pressing on the back of his right hand.

The flesh and blood suddenly opened up, and the gaping wounds followed the blood lines everywhere, revealing the faint muscles and bones underneath; the entire right hand, which was originally smooth and beautiful, seemed to be about to crack like dry land. Broken into pieces.

"You also know that my combat power is not high." Ji Shanqing's face was cold and his tone was flat, "I can't kill someone accurately and neatly, especially when that person's combat power is much higher than mine. time. So in order to achieve my goal... the process is often a little dirty and ugly."

Sibaan still said nothing, looked at his shocking hand, and then at Ji Shanqing. The calmer the latter's face, the more terrifying his bloodshot eyes, like two deeply dug blood holes.

"The next thing is the face," Ji Shanqing gently reminded: "...This is also the fatal point, regardless of whether you look good or not."

Sibaan suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed hard in the void in front of him - a splotch of blood splashed from the back of his torn hand; after all, he was so powerful in battle that even if he couldn't see it in front of him, he couldn't feel it. When the attack came, he still pulled out a light curtain to protect himself in time. At the same time, he twisted his body at an angle that was almost impossible for ordinary people to dodge the diagonal stab.

Immediately afterwards, there was a low cry of pain that could not be suppressed.

Obviously the direction he just flashed to was on the left side. When he came back to his senses, Sibaan was half-crouched on the ground near the right side, panting slightly, covering one side of his jaw with his left hand. . This was not the hand he injured, but blood still seeped out from between his fingers.

Even Ji Shanqing couldn't help but feel a little admiration. His attack was obviously unavoidable, because it was not something he sent out from his hand - to be more precise, it was actually himself that attacked Sibaan. But even in the face of such an unpreventable and unpredictable method, he could still minimize the damage, which is almost unimaginable; even Ji Shanqing had to think for a few seconds before asking: " ...Have you guessed it?"

Sibaan slowly stood up straight, even though he was injured, he was still upright, as if wherever he stood, he was at the top of the mountains and seas. But when he let go of his hand and spoke, his voice had an almost indescribable tremor, as hoarse as quicksand covered with a layer of mist. The first words he spoke were not even expected by Ji Shanqing.

"...So this is where this scar comes from."

Ji Shanqing frowned slightly - these words were simply incomprehensible, as if he had known for a long time that he would have a scar on his lower jaw, but did not understand its origin until today. Could this man be living upside down?

"It's water,"

Sibaan's words just now seemed to have been blurted out in a daze. At this moment, he came back to his senses and smiled at Ji Shanqing, who was half lying on the ground. He only raised one corner of his mouth, while the other side remained calm amid the blood, perhaps because he didn't want to touch the wound. "You can manipulate water molecules, can't you?"

"It's really remarkable that you can tell after only two attacks." Ji Shanqing said sincerely. As Sibaan was injured in the attack, Silver Moon's power to freeze him was also rapidly diminishing; he moved his hands and feet a little and found that he could stand up.

"The water molecules in my body are controlled by you. They rotate at high speed and generate heat through friction. As a result, the high temperature burns my skin to the point of cracking... So no matter how careful I am to protect myself outside the body, it's all useless." Siba'an Slowly said, "But I don't understand why you overused this ability."

"I don't understand how you escaped," Ji Shanqing avoided answering and only said: "After all, how can a person escape the moisture in his own body?"

"By boiling my heart directly, wouldn't it save you a lot of energy?" Siba'an continued what he had said, nodded his chest, and said: "The reason why you didn't do this is that Is it because you are still waiting for the conditions to mature? Or are you saying that you can't do it? Let me think about it...you have to say a few words to me before every attack, so that you can have time to 'connect' with the water molecules in my body, right? ”

Ji Shanqing rarely encounters such evenly matched minds - or is this man, like his sister, particularly alert and flexible in battle?

"The point is, how do you 'connect'."

Sibaan slowly raised his right hand straight to his side; the surrounding air suddenly seemed to come alive, licking his skin and wounds gently like water waves, and quickly wrapped his right hand . The same process also happened on his jaw; this was probably one of his emergency treatments. "First of all, you can't make water molecules move just by thinking about it... Otherwise, there would be water in the air, and my nose and trachea would have been completely destroyed. Secondly, you don't need to touch me... …”

"One more time, I'll help you think about it." The smile that flashed across Ji Shanqing's face was like a breeze blowing across the abyss.

This time, Sibaan did not hide away. In other words, he didn't hide at all - when a cloud of blood suddenly exploded on his throat, even he seemed to be surprised; he hurriedly covered his neck and staggered back two steps, his face pale with severe pain. It was so white that he seemed to be covered with a mask, which made his blood startlingly red, and his eyes were so green that they looked like they were about to burn.

"Speechless?"

Ji Shanqing secretly said it was a pity. He had just been a little impulsive by Siba'an's words, and took action before he could "contact" enough water molecules; otherwise, it wouldn't be a problem to completely burn out the opponent's throat. He was still too impatient. Apart from the first attack that burned the back of Sbaan's hand because he didn't want him to touch him, the next two attacks aimed at his vital points did not actually put the opponent on the verge of death.

Sibaan slowly put down his hand, his throat was dazzling red, as if the life had escaped from his body, draining him into the color of snow.

"...It's still early." His words were hoarse and low, difficult and painful, and it was obvious that he was grinding out his voice bit by bit. "I found... you can see my skin, but you can't see under my clothes... and you can't see the air. Last time, I created half an optical illusion... and you really missed half a step. Here."

Ji Shanqing was shocked, but then calmed down and smiled at him: "So what?"

As he spoke, he stepped back.

His speed and skill are far inferior to Sibaan, but after losing the restraint of Silver Moon's power, as the data body that programmed this space, he has once again gained control over it. But in this place between real and fake villas, where the mist rolls, how fast and far a person can walk has nothing to do with combat power.

When he retreated step by step to the real villa gate, Sibaan did not catch up with him - and he could not catch up. The blond man just stood far away in the rolling mist. It seemed that he was only a dozen steps away from the yard outside and the real gate, but he couldn't cross it.

"...She's in there, right?" Because her throat was injured, her voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.

Ji Shanqing bit his lip. It was not a surprise that the other party noticed it; but the grievances that surged up in his heart made him so confused that he could hardly breathe. He really didn't understand, even though this man himself had admitted that he had no love for his sister, and his feelings for her were not the same as his own, why he still had to appear here and take his sister away—— Fate was like a huge wave without mercy, and he could only rely on his thin arms to block it.

"Don't you understand yet?" He stared tightly so that he would not blink away the tears in a blink of an eye. "You can't get close to me, you can't touch me, but I can see you. Even if I can only burn you a little bit, you will be scalded to death here today..."

Sibaan said "Oh" and smiled softly. "I didn't want to," he seemed to mutter. "Come in."

Who is he letting in?

Before Ji Shanqing could come up with an answer in his mind, the half-open camouflaged door outside was kicked open hard. When he was startled and looked up, he happened to see the wrinkled face of Mr. Ito. Baba's face; that face was expressionless now, as if he had fallen into a deep dream. He stopped at the door, raised his arm and waved hard at Sibaan. His bones and joints suddenly broke out with a heart-wrenching sound. They were half longer than usual, and even the fibers of his skin and muscles were cut by silk threads. Silk pulled it apart, as if there was some irresistible force in front of him, tearing his arm alive.

...In the torn skin and muscle tissue, there was something white and long, flashing through the blood.

Before Ji Shanqing could react, his hand grasped Sibaan's collar. As Mr. Ito's bones and joints snapped back to their original positions, the pulling force generated also dragged Sibaan out. This space is centered on the area under the trapped person's feet. If you run in one direction, the center will continue to extend in the opposite direction; however, when the person does not move ~IndoMTL.com~ and is dragged out of the door solely by external force, this spatial extension will naturally have no effect. .

...Has that man even guessed the operating mechanism of this space? No, he probably just wanted to try this possibility, but he just let him try it.

Ji Shanqing reacted very quickly. When he saw Sibaan being dragged out of the door by Ito, he turned around and rushed into the villa. The reason why I asked my sister to leave the dungeon after spending all the money was just to make her happy; after all, Bohemia said that she was on her way back, so she had to give her sister hope that she could find a way to get out, and that she could have something. My sister will be happy only if she has the opportunity to see her. But now, he can't control so much - the possibility of killing Siba'an has suddenly decreased, so his sister must leave this place immediately, and he must not let her be found.

"What are you doing?" The therapist jumped up from the water tank in shock, "The treatment is not finished yet..."

"Change a place!" Ji Shanqing shouted and reached out to pull the water cabin door. However, after pulling hard several times, he found that the water cabin had no intention of opening at all. When he thought that Ito suddenly fell to Sebastian's side for some reason, and that Sebastian might come in from somewhere else at any time, he became as anxious as if he was being roasted on the fire. He shouted to the therapist: "Please open the door." Open!"

"There is no way," the therapist spread his hands, "I told you before I started doing this, unless the treatment is over..."

In this case, take the water tank with you.

Ever since he became a data body, he has never written so fast. When an aircraft wrapped around him, the water tank and the therapist, crashed through the glass wall and flew towards the sea in the distance, he seemed to see the blond man standing next to the villa from a distance, looking up. Looking at the sky - strangely, he was looking at another direction in the sky.