Chapter 257: Don’t Get Involved

Chapter 257: Don’t Get Involved

“wa ka ri ma si ta.”

'Utsunomiya Shuo' closed his eyes, and opened them again in less than a second - well, half-opened can still be considered open.

"Stealing away for a long time/
The nectar is charming and intoxicating/
Provoking the first thunderbolt
I wanted to survive the immortal tribulation, but it didn't work out as I wished.
The alchemy furnace exploded and my face turned black~"

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped……

"No wonder you were able to escape that time. Did you hide such a power?"

In the shadows not far away, Kohama Seiichirō appeared with his hands clasped together gently. The ancient sword that had been dyed red was held in his hands upside down, and as he clapped his hands, red liquid was splashed on the ground.

Upon hearing this, Utsunomiya Shuo looked at him and tilted his head.

Oh~~it turns out to be this one.

It was a deep rainy night, and the other person’s light bulb (golden pupils) was very bright, so Zhuo couldn’t see his face clearly.

But that Hawaiian plaid shirt looked very familiar, and it reminded Zhuo all of a sudden. Isn't this the man who kidnapped Kanda?

"Don't admit it? It doesn't matter."

As he spoke, Kohama Seiichirō put his hands down and suddenly disappeared. His speed was so fast that even the rain lines in the night were deflected.

"Now you remember it."

There was a sudden noise behind his ear. Kohama Seiichiro had come up behind him, sticking close to him, and his fingertips were touching the back of his neck - this was probably the other party trying to remind Zhuo of the last time he surrendered so quickly, or it could be a demonstration, saying that Zhuo couldn't react to his speed at all.

To be honest, Zhuo really didn't react.

In other words, compared to ordinary people, Zhuo's reaction time is slightly longer, and he is the type of person who is often killed instantly when playing FPS games.

So Zhuo was stunned for a moment and was about to turn around, but the rain line deflected again and Kohama Seiichiro returned to the position in front of him.

"I've been observing you for a long time. To be honest, your words are very strange. They should be a rare type that I have never heard of, or they should be new words that have not been discovered yet, right?" Kohama Seiichiro said, dragging his long sword on the ground. If Utsunomiya Shuo had learned the neon sword technique, he would recognize that this was the starting move of the reverse cassock.

It's a pity that he doesn't know dai.

Although Kohama Seiichiro may be as arrogant as he can be, he is not really a brainless person. He has been hiding in the dark and observing for a long time. He knows that he cannot force his way through, as there have been too many people who have experienced this before.

He dragged the long sword, moving and rotating around Utsunomiya Shuo, always facing the direction where Utsunomiya Shuo was, and the long sword almost drew a complete circle on the asphalt road.

"Your ability is rebound. Those who shot at you were killed by their own bullets; and those who swung knives at you were also reflected by their own force, so their wrists were dislocated. They didn't expect to have this tricky ability..." As he spoke, he suddenly raised the long sword and began to dance. The ancient handle rotated 180 degrees with his palm as the axis before he caught it steadily.

Changed to a reverse grip on the knife.

"I'm curious about how you manage to control the airflow. Do you have the ability to control even the air?" he said.

At first, Utsunomiya Shuo would turn his head as he moved, and slightly change his steps to face him...but then he just gave up and was too lazy to move.

He rolled his dead eyes and let this nagging guy go on and on.

"Hehe, was I right? So your ability will rebound everything that is directed at you..." Seeing that he didn't say anything, Kohama Seiichiro laughed even more wantonly. He thought he had seen through the truth.

A tricky ability, but not unsolvable.

And Zhuo was left speechless by him.

He has never understood why in anime both sides have to talk so much nonsense before a fight, and even have to tell the other side their secrets while fighting... and then the other side finds a way to crack it, and they are defeated and defeated.

Does he seem like such a brainless person that he would reveal all his secrets just because someone says a few words to him?

He just looks stupid, but most of the time, he is very smart.

Just don’t say it.

"Oh, yes, yes." Zhuo nodded with dead fish eyes.

Utsunomiya Shuo can roughly guess the opponent's Word Spirit, which is either Time·Zero or Word Spirit·Setsuna, both of which are ultimate PVP Word Spirits that maximize speed.

Although the opponent may not be able to achieve the same level as Hilbert Jean Ange and Inuyama Ka, this kind of words spirit is born for PVP.

Imagine how much more could be accomplished by someone who was twice as fast as you.

What about 4 times?

Eight times?
Sixteen times? Thirty-two times?
This is an exaggeration. You should know that the fastest man in the world is not twice as fast as you.

"You don't want to admit it? It doesn't matter..." Kohama Seiichiro's figure suddenly disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, he came to his left side. Utsunomiya Shuo could only see with his peripheral vision. The vision on the left darkened for a moment. He changed his position again, this time to the right side. Again, he could only be seen with his peripheral vision. Before his eyes could even move, he disappeared again.

"It seems that my judgment was correct. You have not received any systematic training and you are simply unable to keep up with my speed. In this case, the outcome of this duel is already clear."

Seiichiro Obama returned to his starting position and smiled with a confident smile.

This time he no longer rotated around Zhuo, because his goal had been achieved. The rotation in a duel was certainly not purposeless, it was to find the opponent's flaws or the moment of distraction; but Zhuo was different, he was observing Utsunomiya Zhuo's reaction speed and the speed of his body's movement.

very common.

So ordinary that it couldn’t be more ordinary.

He might not even be able to rank among the top ten in running in high school... If Zhuo knew what he was thinking, he would definitely say to him: You are really good at judging people, I really can't run away... So even if the opponent's ability is extremely powerful, as long as he doesn't attack in a direct way, his attack will not be reflected directly on himself, so he can try and error repeatedly to find a way to kill the opponent.

Moreover, during this process, the other party cannot touch him at all, so he is at zero risk.

Thinking of this, Kohama Seiichiro's smile became even more ostentatious, "Then, I will try the first method b".

Kohama Seiichiro disappeared again without saying a word.

At the same time, Utsunomiya Shuo clearly saw in his field of vision a silver arc passing across the carotid artery in his neck. The blade paused for a moment due to the reflected friction, which allowed him to see the arc for a moment.

"Bar."

The last word of Kohama Seiichiro reached my ears.

He moved after he finished speaking, but his speed was faster than the speed of sound, so the blade cut the throat first, and then the sound was heard.

"It seems that I guessed right. I only felt about twice the resistance, but I was not injured." Kohama Seiichiro danced with his sword and shook off the rain stains on the blade. "Great, very good, you satisfy me more than the female ninja just now. It seems that tonight will be an unforgettable-Ah!!!"

Halfway through his words, Kohama Seiichiro's legs suddenly sank into the asphalt road, and got deeper and deeper.

In just one second, only his upper body remained on the road, supporting his body with his arms outstretched. The ancient sword had long been thrown aside by him. Now, in order to control himself from sinking further, he had already tried his best, not to mention holding the sword.

"Why is it happening like that!!!!"

With his teeth clenched and veins exposed, Seiichiro Kohama let out a final roar of unwillingness, and his whole body sank into the earth's crust.

Only the long sword stained with Yabuki Sakura's blood remained on the road, indicating that someone had indeed been here.

The song reached the chorus very appropriately.

"Flying on the clouds and mist, I am happy and carefree.
One side of the fairyland Jiuxiaoyunzhong Palace/
Don’t get involved with evil spirits/
The ups and downs of the world must be taken lightly~"

Utsunomiya Shuo rolled his eyes speechlessly and turned away, "Don't get involved..."

"...Idiot."

(End of this chapter)