Chapter 707: Pingzi's Reinforcements

"Although I really want to do this, it seems that it is not the right time yet!" Kilujie muttered to himself, and suddenly turned around and pointed the arrow in another direction. There, Hirako was playing with his Zanpakutō leisurely.

"Sure enough, after releasing the Shikai, there is almost no way to hide my breath well. After all, I am not a pervert like Chouzuka."

Hirako hooked the ring at the end of the handle with his fingers, looking nonchalant, "But it's still a pity. It would be great if I could easily get rid of you. Now, things are much more troublesome, aren't they?"

"It's not complicated." Kilujie retorted calmly: "Can you dodge my arrow at this distance? You can bet, Death God."

"Betting? I can't do that kind of thing." Hirako said, moving his fingers lightly, and the Zanpakutō in his hand suddenly slowly rotated.

At the same time, the world in Kilujie's eyes gradually became distorted. In his eyes, Hirako, who was close to him, seemed like a melting oil painting. The whole person turned upside down, and his steps even trembled. The dizzy feeling made him feel like vomiting.

"How is it? Do you feel like you no longer trust your eyes? If an archer no longer trusts his eyes, can he still confidently release the bowstring?"

Yes, if you don't trust your eyes, how can you confidently shoot an arrow?

Kilujie wanted to be confident, but facing the chaos in front of him, he really couldn't feel at ease to launch the attack that had been ready for a long time.

"My Zanpakutō - Reverse Stroke, can flip what you see up and down, left and right, front and back. It is impossible to adapt and fight." Hirako continued proudly: "You feel dizzy, right? By the way, after practicing recently, you can also make people sound the opposite when you speak."

Yes, it is not only the dizziness in his eyes that makes Kilujie so hesitant, but also the visual image of Hirako's upside-down image is clearly in front of him, but the other party's voice comes from behind him.

At the same time, the words this person said were still backwards, and it took him a lot of energy to figure out what the other person meant, but he also knew the environment he was in.

In short, he was now in a world where everything was upside down, left and right, front and back, both visually and auditorily. The person who was standing upside down in front of him in his eyes might be standing behind him in reality.

But the voice came from behind him, which seemed to be a contradiction. Either the death god in front of him concealed part of the ability of his Zanpakutō, or he could control the degree to which the ability of his Zanpakutō was activated. Jilujie was more inclined to the latter.

In other words, Hirako might be standing in front of him now, but he just activated the ability of visual upside down and auditory upside down.

Or the other party was really behind him, activating the ability of visual upside down, front and back, but not the ability of auditory upside down.

In this way, the other party would "kindly" tell him about the ability of reverse caressing, which was actually a language illusion in his heart, sowing the seeds of doubt that were difficult to remove in his heart.

Yes, for many Zanpakuto, hiding their abilities would be a good choice, but for Zanpakuto like Nifuku, which can be said to play with people's hearts and is more tactical, sometimes revealing its abilities can bring out its full power.

Hirako still used his fingers to rotate Nifuku, moving to the left step by step with a calm pace.

But in Kilujie's eyes, the opponent was upside down and moving to the right. He wanted to chase Hirako's footsteps with a bow and arrow, but thinking of what the other party said, his hands couldn't help but tremble, and he didn't know whether to trust his eyes to track the figure, or guess the opponent's psychology and aim at the empty left.

"It's a headache, I wish I had three heads and six arms, so I don't have to make such a difficult choice." Hirako continued to sarcastically, this time he did not reverse the order and direction of the sound.

Kilujie almost subconsciously turned to the direction where the sound came from, but Hirako's previous words kept echoing in his mind, and he quickly aimed at the direction where the figure was, and so on and so forth, he still

lost his composure.

Pingzi chuckled. This was the result he wanted. Suddenly, his eyes flashed. The sword in his hand stopped spinning and stabbed straight at Kilujie.

At this time, Kilujie also woke up. In the current situation, it didn't matter whether he trusted his eyes or not, or whether he could guess the enemy's mind, because this was what the other party wanted him to do.

He couldn't believe it, couldn't guess it, because even if he trusted it once and guessed it once, the test would still come one after another. There would always be a moment when what he believed and guessed would become a fatal mistake.

He needed to find a way to deal with the other party without Pingzi's interference. Even if he had to take risks for it, it was better than carefully looking, thinking, and challenging his heartbeat again and again.

He wanted to leave the victory or defeat of this duel to something other than thinking, just as what Pingzi said was right. He had fallen into the world of illusion, but this did not mean that everything he had was in illusion.

For example... pain can be said to be the simplest and most direct response to danger that people are born with. If the body's last defense barrier against death fails, then death is doomed to be its end.

Kiluje chose to give his last trust in defeating death to pain, to the existence closest to death itself.

He no longer tried to find the position of Pingzi's real body. He looked straight ahead, holding the Lingzi sword in both hands, as if he had given up resistance.

Only black lines appeared on his body, and the Stasis Blood Suit was fully activated. He treated the upside-down figure rushing from the left and the sound of the sharp blade breaking the wind on the right as if they were completely non-existent.

He would put all his attention, spirit and even desire for victory on the body's reaction after the pain. If the enemy could not defeat him with one blow, then it would be his turn to launch a counterattack!

Finally, the sharp blade touched his neck. He felt the cold touch the moment it appeared, but when he swung the sword to counterattack, the hot pain of the wound had covered up the coldness of that moment.

It was the left side! Kilujie swung the sword with great determination, even though there was nothing there in his eyes, but he did not hesitate at all!

The figure on the right passed by, but Kilujie did not care at all. He noticed that a piece of cloth slowly floated down from the empty air on the left.

This is a signal. He just really touched Pingzi, but it seems that he did not cause any injury that would bother his opponent.

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