Chapter Twenty-Three: Recognize the horror of guns (for collection)



“It’s really cut!”

Guessing is guessing, but when seeing the scene of the sword splitting the bullet, the doctors couldn’t hide their awe-inspiring expressions.

Sword cleavage is not evasion, nor is it hard to resist by quirk. To some extent, it is a display of terrible strength.

But at this moment, Qianhao looked at the bullet that was split in half in front of him, his face was slightly ugly. He cut it off with his kendo intuition. This kind of inexplicable and intangible feeling is not so much that it was hit, it was The bullet hit it.

Suddenly, a hand was placed on Qianhao’s shoulder,

“Sure enough!”

“what?”

Tie Nan looked at Qianhao who raised his head, and a touch of exclamation appeared on his face: “This is my modified gun. Its spray speed is nearly three times faster than a normal gun. It is theoretically impossible to hit. Can resist, or dodge in advance, but you hit, what does this mean, do you know?”


“do not know.”

“You either have amazing insights or terrifying instincts. Of course, quirk doesn’t think about it. From the current point of view, your instincts are really good.” Tie Nan exclaimed, even in his eyes. There was also a touch of envy.

Instinct is innate, and it is more difficult to figure out than quirk, and ordinary people can only think about it.

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