Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 986: Heart-knocking to relieve depression

Facing the siege of two people, Zhao Zhenye defended himself very firmly, and every move he made was just right.

Even when he was fighting one against two, he was able to block and crack every move from the opponent with his skilled moves and even find opportunities to counterattack.

There was a white halo around him, which was a force field that only appeared after the Great Sky Style was penetrated. However, at this moment, it was tightly contracted within half an foot of his body, appearing extremely solid and heavy. This caused the close attack to slow down temporarily.

Mr. Zhuan also mastered several styles of the Great Blue Sky Style, and the corresponding Great Bright Light Style. When the two parties were close, their force fields dissipated and collided with each other, so a swirling tornado gradually formed around the two of them, swaying straight into the sky, with light flickering inside.

Soon their fight was no longer limited to the island, but spread to the surrounding seas, causing a large amount of sea water to be drawn in, swirling around the three people, and from time to time being torn into countless water droplets, splashing out like a rainstorm.

Mr. Mask used mental communication to say, "Old Zhuan, this guy has a very solid foundation, is very good at defense, and has very skilled moves. If we continue to fight like this, I'm afraid there will be no results in a day."

Mr. Zhuan said, "Then use that thing."

"Use it now? Isn't it a little too early? I feel like this guy might have a backup plan. How about we wait a little longer? Let's use up some of his energy first. He must be afraid that we have reinforcements, so he will take the initiative to break the situation. Then we can try to counter him. How do you think?"

Mr. Zhuan did not answer, obviously agreeing with his suggestion.

Then they seized the opportunity and used the combined attack tactics several times, but the results were not ideal, because Zhao Zhenye was on high alert, and as long as they showed any signs of launching an attack, he would immediately distance himself from them. They had just exploded once, and it was difficult for them to explode again in a short period of time, so they continued to maintain the current situation.

Zhao Zhenye was neither hurried nor slow, and did not seem to be in a hurry to defeat them.

For a moment, the situation was at a stalemate, and the three seemed to be waiting for something.

After a long time, the mudflats on one side of the island could no longer be seen due to the collision of the three people.

Compared to before, the three of them didn't seem to have any obvious consumption, nor did they show any sign of a decrease in combat effectiveness. It even seemed that the noise and destructive power caused by the collision were greater than before.

But in reality, this is not the case, because they need to maintain a high-intensity state all the time, which actually consumes a lot of energy for both sides. The actual physical strength may be less than half of the initial time.

It's just that the three of them can regulate all the internal forces very well so that they can always maintain a certain intensity. However, this approach comes at the cost of doubling the consumption. The later it gets, the heavier the burden borne by the alienated organization.

This is a test of strength and resilience under the premise that the moves are unable to break the situation. In this case, any slight deficiencies and flaws will be magnified doubly.

Mr. Zhuan used mental communication at this time to say, "It's almost done."

Mr. Mask did not refute this time. If they continued to fight like this, they could not guarantee that there would be no problems.

So he used his consciousness and the box they brought with them shook. The box suddenly opened and a stone pillar rolled out from it. There were Buddhist scriptures and Zen books carved on it. After it came out, it suddenly vibrated and made a buzzing sound.

Zhao Zhenye had been keeping an eye on the box, but he knew that the two men brought the thing here and left it aside, so they were definitely not afraid of him destroying it. When he was unsure, he tried to stay away from it. But the moment he saw this thing, his expression changed slightly, and he immediately retreated far away.

Mr. Zhuan was well prepared and immediately stepped forward to intensify the offensive. Mr. Mask also cooperated and blocked his retreat.

In a flash, the two sides exchanged dozens of moves. Although they expended more physical energy, they finally managed to hold him back.

At this moment, the voice finally caught up with the three people and passed by where they were.

The three men seemed to pause for a moment and then continued to fight, but unlike the previous fight, their movements seemed to have slowed down. Sometimes they forgot to dodge, but sometimes they clearly hit the opponent, but there was not much power in their fists, and the spiritual fire could not be stimulated. At most, they just pushed the person out.

This thing is called "Kousindun", it is a magic tool of old Zen Buddhism. According to the evaluation of the new era, it is at least at the level of a third-level relic. This thing can make sounds on its own, and people who hear it will immediately forget some things.

It could be a skill that you have learned before, or it could be something that you already possess. Although it will only produce such an effect temporarily, if you do not adjust and stabilize your mind correctly, it will remain in your memory and continue to affect you.

This sound does not distinguish between friend and foe, and is applicable to everyone, so all three people present were affected by it at the same time. However, Mr. Zhuan and Mr. Mask had been repeatedly tempered beforehand, and they already had a certain resistance to it, which was their advantage.

This time when the voice passed, he forgot that he had spiritual power. This kind of forgetfulness was not a temporary forgetfulness, but the body forgot it completely, as if this thing had never existed.

At least half of a fighter's power is based on mental strength, which caused them to lose most of their fighting power. Not only were they unable to attack, but they also lost some coordination when dodging, and they couldn't cause any damage when fighting each other. At the same time, this also caused the three of them to fall from above, but only half a second later, the three of them remembered their entire selves and got rid of this state one after another.

Mr. Zhuan and his men had undergone adaptation training and recovered faster. They immediately launched an attack on Zhao Zhenye.

However, Zhao Zhenye himself was powerless, but the foreign minister behind him took action first and blocked the attacks of the two men. Although Mr. Zhuan's foreign minister then stabbed him, causing most of his foreign ministers to collapse, this bought him a glimmer of time, allowing him to adjust in time and block the subsequent attacks of the two men.

The two men on Mr. Zhuan's side stepped up their offensive, ready to break his defense before his outer appearance recovered. However, to their surprise, his outer appearance condensed back after just a moment. This made the two men feel something was wrong, and they both secretly became alert.

After the two sides continued to fight for dozens of moves, the knocking heart pier made another deep sound. This time, the three of them forgot that they had hands. Although they did not lose them in the true sense, their conscious judgment was wrong, causing the center of gravity of both Zhao Zhenye and Mr. Zhuan to be unstable.

And this time, this is the opportunity Mr. Mask has been waiting for.

As the image of God, he had no physical body and was not affected by the center of gravity at all. When he heard the first sound just now, he forgot how to use his mental power, which resulted in him being almost unable to feel his own existence. But now he kicked directly up, penetrated through the gap, and hit Zhao Zhenye's shoulder. Sparks flew there, and the whole person fell to the side.

Mr. Zhuan also recovered afterwards, and hooked the sickle in his hand towards the man's collarbone. Foreign Minister Zhao Zhenye stepped forward in time to block him and blocked him outside. However, his foreign minister turned the red tassel spear and hit the man's head with a bang. Flames flashed for a moment.

Zhao Zhenye was knocked flying, Mr. Mask followed him around, and Mr. Zhuan also stepped forward and began to speed up the attack.

Zhao Zhenye had no choice but to curl up his body to defend himself. This attack immediately disrupted his originally flawless defensive rhythm.

A fighter's attack, defense, movement and dodging, including breathing and thinking, must be able to deal with the enemy calmly under the premise of being prepared. Now this step is disrupted, and the control over the battle situation is immediately lost. Under the continuous attack of the two, the spiritual fire in his body is melting and disintegrating at a rapid speed.

That voice rang in Zhao Zhenye's ears: "How long do you plan to delay? Their skills are equally proficient. If you want to exhaust their strength at the same speed and force, it will take at least a day. By then, the people in the two central cities will have enough time to rush here. Get rid of them as soon as possible."

A gleam of light flashed in Zhao Zhenye's eyes under his bangs. At this moment, the spiritual fire in his body that had been suppressed suddenly surged outward with unprecedented force.

Mr. Zhuan and Mr. Mask were both startled. The spiritual fire was too powerful and they had to step back.

Zhao Zhenye was floating in the air at this moment. He slowly stretched his body, and behind him, there was a huge figure hanging in the air, with silver-white flames floating above and below.

He looked at the two people, "I didn't want to do this at first, but you two are very strong, so I have to make this choice."

As he spoke, it was as if some shackles in his body were unlocked, and his aura was slowly growing.

Mr. Mask said, "Old Zhuan, something is not good."

They could feel that this was definitely not the result of Zhao Zhenye taking any drugs or using any powerful objects, but was indeed his own power. It seemed that he had released the power that had been suppressed.

Mr. Zhuan looked at the other side solemnly. At this moment, he felt something deeper. He said in a deep voice: "Old Tang, we have to fight to the death."

Mr. Mask said, "Old Zhuan, that's right, we are going to fight to the death. You have to save your life. I don't want to miss you next time."

Mr. Zhuan said, "Stop talking nonsense." As he spoke, light began to radiate from his body. This was the beginning of burning his life energy. His strength would increase dramatically in a short period of time, but even if he won afterwards, the risk of self-alienation would increase.

After a brief confrontation, Mr. Mask took the lead in attacking again, rushing up in a trail of smoke. However, when he reached in front of Zhao Zhenye, the latter simply reached out and grabbed the former's mask in one go, preventing him from moving forward.

Zhao Zhenye said slowly: "The time is not right, and I don't want to release this power too early, but..." He exerted force with his five fingers, and with a click, the entire mask shattered, and the figure attached to it immediately turned into wisps of smoke and dissipated.

Mr. Zhuan's pupils narrowed, and he suddenly felt something was wrong. His body suddenly felt weak. He looked down and saw a fist piercing his chest. He heard Zhao Zhenye's voice, "If you don't do this, it will be difficult for you to stay calm."

Mr. Zhuan felt the tremendous power coming from the other party at close range, breathing hard, "Is this... Changsheng Temple?"

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(End of this chapter)