Chapter 308 A Date Called Battle, a Gift Called Victory

Annihilation, Zhao Yingkong's spiritual light.

Unlike the spiritual light of the secondary personality, the spiritual light of the main personality is annihilation, a spiritual light that can annihilate all other spiritual lights. If it is to be classified in the four elements, it should be classified in the energy category of spiritual light.

In simple terms, the light of the soul is actually divided into different levels, from the lowest level of telekinesis, to the A.T force field, to Zhao Zhuikong's Inch Step, Zheng Zha's Hidden Dragon Transformation, the clone Zheng Zha's Liyan, Li Lian's shock, and finally the purple light of Xin Bian and Gong Yeyu, and Pei Jiao's central earth apricot yellow gas...

Although everyone, including the emperor Fuxi, said that there is no useless light of the soul, only useless people, but everyone knows that this is just talk, and the light of the soul is divided into high and low... As energy-type light of the soul, Gong Yeyu's purple light is stronger than ordinary energy-type light of the soul, and Fuxi's central earth apricot yellow gas is stronger than ordinary material-type light of the soul, it's that simple!

And Zhao Yingkong's annihilation, according to the information Yang Yun has, is a special kind of light of the soul that can annihilate other attributes of light of the soul without distinction. In the final battle between the main personality Zhao Yingkong and Zhao Zhuikong, she relied on this to annihilate Zhao Zhuikong's every move, completely blocking the opponent's mobility and making it impossible for him to move freely in space, so that Zhao Yingkong, the secondary personality, completed the final killing blow. But at this time, Zhao Yingkong showed another use of this spiritual light... annihilating energy!

Whether it was lightning, life energy, or true energy, the moment it came into contact with the dark lines on Zhao Yingkong's body, it was completely offset and annihilated.

No matter how powerful the moves are, without the driving force of "energy", the power will drop to an extremely small level. Without the fourth-level genetic optimization, the force of her own body alone is not enough to threaten Zhao Yingkong herself, even if her body has degenerated.

So the situation on the field was reversed - Zhao Yingkong could chase Yang Yun without worrying about her own defense; while Yang Yun had to concentrate on avoiding her every move, so as to avoid the black light wrapped around San Ye's sword directly piercing his head and heart, offsetting his healing ability, and causing irreversible damage to him.

"Can you only run away?"

Zhao Yingkong's figure was erratic. The secret footwork of the assassin family, combined with "Doppelganger", was used by her to produce the effect of multiple shadow clones. More than ten phantoms appeared on the field at the same time: "Where did the arrogant words just now go?"

Zhao Yingkong, the main personality, is worthy of being a rare genius in the assassin family for thousands of years. In the short ten minutes when she woke up, she pushed the avatar shadow that the secondary personality had practiced for a long time to a higher level. Not only did the number of clones far exceed, but the clones could also make different movements to confuse Yang Yun. If Yang Yun's perception ability had not improved after the superpower evolution, he would have been stabbed into a sieve by Zhao Yingkong's ten fingers wrapped with annihilation light and two pure black double knives.

"Your proud defense and recovery are completely useless now."

The smile hidden under the owl helmet became more mysterious. The assassin girl deceived Yang Yun's perception in an instant. When the man was wary of her nails and weapons, she suddenly turned around. The jagged skirt was like the sharpest knife wheel, exploding gorgeous blood on the tough flesh.

"Do you think I can only use double knives and nails?"

Yang Yun retreated quickly, but Zhao Yingkong was like a relentless dancer chasing his partner, inviting him to complete this dance of death. Between the ups and downs of the skirt, there were continuous fierce attacks. Every part of the girl seemed to have become a weapon.

The fluttering black hair grew rapidly under the control of the fourth-order gene lock, and turned into flying needles as thin as cow hair, piercing Yang Yun's body.

The memory metal wire shining with black light scraped off a piece of flesh on Yang Yun's chest.

The blade extended from the heel of the combat boot, leaving another wound on Yang Yun's body.

"Every assassin who walks out of the assassin family can turn every part of his body into the most brutal killing weapon."

With a wave of ten fingers, ten scratches were left on Yang Yun's body again. Zhao Yingkong's figure flashed, avoiding the counterattack that followed, and said with a smile: "And my spiritual light can break through your defense, completely annihilate your flesh and blood, and can also entrench your wound area, further annihilating your life energy used to heal your body."

The assassin girl looked at the blood dripping, and her whole body was almost Yang Yun, who had almost no good flesh, waved her hands and swung her skirt, and with precise and subtle force, she shook off the dripping blood, making the Watcher armor still as bright and clean as new: "Now, can you still be arrogant?"

Having the absolute upper hand on the scene, and beating Yang Yun into such a miserable state, this should have been a time for Zhao Yingkong to be proud, but Yang Yun just put down her hands covering her head and looked at the girl in front of her with an indescribable look: "Actually, I am very disappointed... because I think you would have been stronger."

"If you were really in your prime, you should have killed me completely with a storm of combos at this moment, instead of keeping your distance and giving me a chance to breathe. I'm sure you know very well that the damage you caused to me was only superficial, without hurting my internal organs, piercing my heart, cutting my main blood vessels, or even piercing my eyes or deafening my ears."

"That can't be helped. Who told the sleeping little apple to subconsciously not want me to kill you?"

Zhao Yingkong chuckled, her fingers moved from bottom to top, and finally stopped on her lips , made a seductive gesture: "Whether you are a teammate of the Zhongzhou team or a doctor who can heal wounds after being injured, you are the special one in her mind."

"As her 'sister', I naturally have to consider the feelings of my useless sister. After all, I have to sleep for a while, and my current body still needs her to control... Therefore, I can't make the relationship too stiff."

"You know how to use your advantages and your weapons as a woman."

Zhao Yingkong's figure is really lovable, but Yang Yun did not look away, and there was not even a trace of hesitation in his eyes. Because this man's heart is already full of the upcoming Demon Team, and there is no room for anything else: "You just said it yourself, every assassin can turn every part of the body into the most brutal killing weapon, and the advantage of words is even better than the blade... It just so happens that I am better at this aspect."

-She is lying.

If it was Zhao Zhuikong, who I met in Nightmare on Elm Street and had been through life and death with everyone in the Zhongzhou team many times, maybe I would still believe it. But now, I won't believe a word from Zhao Yingkong, who just woke up from a deep sleep.

The memories and habits formed in the assassin family for more than ten years are not so easy to change, and the essence of an assassin is to kill the opponent at all costs.

So, it's not that I don't want to, but I can't... The light of the soul of Zhao Yingkong in front of me is not enough to cause fatal damage to me, and the current condition of my body is the best proof!

"This little injury can't make me surrender."

Yang Yun didn't care about his body, because he was used to fighting hard and burning his life to win: "But what I didn't expect is that your spiritual light is so weak now that it can't even cause fatal injuries to me."

"But this is no wonder. The spiritual light belongs to the power of the 'heart' after all. It will gradually weaken with the power of will, and will gradually degenerate with hesitation and confusion, and will no longer be as sharp as before... It is very suitable for you, a little girl who can't accept the facts and can only hide in her own small dark room and create a second personality to help you love and be loved."

"...No matter how weak the spiritual light is, it is still the spiritual light. At least it is enough to kill you."

Yang Yun's words undoubtedly touched the pain point of the person in front of him, seeing through her true and false, her essence, causing Zhao Yingkong's forehead to burst out a trace of blue veins.

Zhao Yingkong's figure flashed, and he hid his body among dozens of phantoms again, leaving only the girl's angry chuckle: "Since you are so good at guessing girls' minds, then guess, how much of my spiritual light is left? Will I stab the Sanye sword containing the spiritual light into your heart in the next attack?"

-Psychological warfare, it's a pity that you have found the wrong opponent.

"Then come on."

Yang Yun opened his arms carelessly, revealing his chest that had been tightly protected all the time, leaving his vital parts wide open: "I bet your next attack won't be able to pierce my heart."

It was also psychological warfare, and Yang Yun's move almost completely ignored the blade in Zhao Yingkong's hand, ignored Zhao Yingkong's proud assassination skills, and ignored Zhao Yingkong's spiritual light.

No assassin would miss this opportunity when the target of the assassination took the initiative to make such a move, even if it might be a trap. Because this move has stepped on their bottom line as assassins.

Assassins are a profession that hides in the dark, but when they find an opportunity to assassinate, they will never lack courage.

When Zhuan Zhu assassinated Wang Liao, a comet hit the moon; when Nie Zheng assassinated Han Kui, a white rainbow pierced the sun; when Yao Li assassinated Qing Ji, a hawk hit the palace.

Without even a word or a reply, the phantom disappeared, followed by pure speed.

One tenth of a second? One hundredth of a second? Even shorter?

The speed beyond imagination brings huge kinetic energy, and this energy is combined with the spiritual light called annihilation. Under Zhao Yingkong's extreme subtle power, it was condensed into a small dot, condensed on the tip of Sanhua's blade, condensed on an extremely tiny point!

The ominous black light destroys everything, pierces everything, and annihilates everything.

Even in the state of supersensory perception, Yang Yun couldn't see Zhao Yingkong's fatal blow clearly. She almost gave up all her defenses and poured her subtle power into the weapon in her hand... In order to maximize the lethality of this attack, she didn't even use Yaksha, which had always been her most powerful weapon, but chose Sanhua, which focused on breaking armor.

Death.

At this moment, Yang Yun seemed to see a scene called death, saw his heart being stabbed, saw that his wounds could not be healed, saw that he could not even walk out of the door not far away, calling for the Lord God's healing light beam It was too late, and in the next second, Zhao Yingkong pierced his heart, and his head was chopped off with a backhand knife.

——But that is just an illusion, perhaps one of the countless world lines that may appear, and it is definitely not the present.

Whether it's murderous intent, mental attack, or anything else, it doesn't affect me.

Zhao Yingkong is very strong, beyond my expectation. Although she is not as good as Ashiya Doman's large-scale destruction and super regeneration ability, in the battle between people, her lethality is even higher than it. . After all, taking a life never needed to be that complicated.

But because of that, she was the hurdle I had to jump through.

Besides, isn't this strategy of breaking through between life and death and actively exposing the heart exactly what I actively adopted?

The next moment, the invisible spirit light turned into silver-white armor, blocking the red scattered flowers outside the armor. Only the black spiritual light condensed at one point penetrated the defense and rushed towards Yang Yun's heart. go.

But that was only one-tenth of the amount, and Yang Yun, who knew the direction the tip of the knife was pointing, had already made preparations one step ahead. The true energy and life energy in the body have long blocked Hei Mang's journey, setting up layer after layer of barriers.

Perhaps Zhao Yingkong's "Annihilation" can really annihilate all energy, even the light of other people's souls. Gong Yeyu's all-devouring domineering purple light can be offset by sin, so how can Zhao Yingkong's annihilation be spared?

It has never been said that only the light of the soul can deal with the light of the soul. The black light rushing into Yang Yun's body may be able to break through one level, ten, twenty, thirty... But what about more? The light of the soul without subsequent replenishment is just a tree without roots, and it will eventually be unable to survive under the siege and interception of true energy and life energy.

So when the last trace of black light called "Annihilation" was annihilated in the green sea, Zhao Yingkong's failure was announced.

"you lose."

Sanye's sword fell to the ground. Zhao Yingkong's blow was a truly fatal blow. He poured all the energy in his body, including the light of his soul, into Sanhua, leaving no trace for himself. The power of the second blow... and because of this, the power of this blow was so great. Even though it was reduced to one-tenth, it still touched Yang Yun's heart and even cut off several of his... heart pulse.

——However, this kind of injury was not enough to make Yang Yun collapse.

The iron-like right hand pinched Zhao Yingkong's neck and lifted him into the air. Even if half of his heart was cut open by this blow, Yang Yun's will and wrist would not waver at all.

The defeat was determined, and Zhao Yingkong did not make an ugly struggle. She knew that Yang Yun would not kill her, so she continued to say with that charming expression: "I didn't expect that you still have such a trump card... But this time , you have severely destroyed a girl’s girlish heart.”

"Stop your useless acting skills. Besides, I don't think your girly heart will be left to others." Yang Yun replied coldly.

"Maybe I won't, but what about the other Zhao Yingkong you are more familiar with? Do you think, after experiencing so many things, she will have some feelings for you?"

"What a pity, Yang Yun, I originally thought this was going to be a date, you know? In fact, when Zhao Yingkong opened the door and found you, she was a little bit excited in her heart."

Even if life and death depended on others, Zhao Yingkong still did not give up the chuckle on her face, as if the smile had been engraved in her bones: "Maybe you don't know, she has always been grateful to you, even in Before you arrived, she was still thinking of giving you something in return..."

"Fighting is the best date."

Yang Yun was confused and blocked all the ambiguous words that Zhao Yingkong might say back into his throat: "And a victory is the best gift I can receive."

The next moment, accompanied by the sound of broken neck bones, the merciless iron hand slammed the girl in front of him into the ground.

——Also announced the end of the battle.

Two in one, I have something to do at home tomorrow, so I’ll take a day off.