Zhang Cheng couldn't help but sigh secretly, no matter what, the artifact is an artifact after all, and it is still held in the hands of Miyagawa Anshou, it is like a hedgehog, making people have no idea where to start.
At this moment, Miyagawa Yasushi flipped his right hand, and the mana released instantly condensed at the five fingertips, forming five beams of light-shaped soft swords one finger wide and five or six meters long.
With the shaking of his fingers, the five lightsabers were like five spirit snakes, attacking from all directions, enveloping Zhang Cheng's whole body.
Miyagawa Yasushi had no fear, and as soon as his feet moved, he stuck to Zhang Cheng within two meters, and wanted to fight with Zhang Cheng in close hand-to-hand combat.
If in the past, the mage saw how far away he was hiding and how far he was, this was the first time he had seen him take the initiative to get close.
Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows and threw a punch.
"Boom" There was a low voice like rolling thunder in the void, Zhang Cheng's punch, although he didn't use all his strength, but the speed was already extremely fast, and the fist wind passed by, and even the surrounding space had a trace of ripples.
With such a close distance, such a fast speed, even if you hold an artifact, you can't rush to block it, if it is an ordinary strong person who faces this punch, even if you have the Eight Mirrors in your hand, I am afraid that it will fall.
It's a pity that Miyagawa Yasushi is Miyagawa Yasushi after all, and the name of the Great Imperial Soul Master of Dongying is not a fake certificate.
I saw that as soon as his right hand moved, the five light blades quickly twisted, blocking in front of Zhang Cheng's fist, constantly teasing, stabbing, collapsing, wiping, belting, and winding, and it changed more than a dozen times in a row, dazzling to see, and forcibly slowed down the speed, and then raised the eight-sword mirror and greeted it head-on.
"When" There was a loud sound like a big bell, like an iron rod smashing on top of a 10,000-pound bronze bell.
Without any suspense, Zhang Cheng was once again shocked back a few steps by the strength of his fist, but this time Miyagawa Anshou was no longer as stable as Mount Tai, and his feet shook slightly, and he took half a step back.
"Hmm" Miyagawa Yasushi's face changed, and his eyes were full of surprise.
As one of the three major artifacts of Toei, the Yagashi Mirror represents Amaterasu in the yang world, symbolizing the unbreakable power of all things.
But this time, he felt a trace of Zhang Cheng's fist strength, which was actually transmitted to him through the mirror, which had never happened before.
"As I expected."
A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhang Cheng's mouth, "No matter how good a treasure is, it's just a dead thing, and it can't be without a flaw."
Miyagawa Yasushi's gaze fell on him, and he asked in a deep voice, "How did you do it?"
” Zhang Cheng shook his hand and replied lightly: "If it is just a brute force attack, the Eight Mirrors are indeed invincible, but for five thousand years in China, how can you Dongying people understand that there is a master in Huaxia, called Huoyun Evil God, who said that martial arts in the world are only fast and unbreakable."
"The Fire Cloud Evil God is only fast and unbreakable" Miyagawa Yasushi was stunned, "This seems to be a movie, but even so, your fist speed has been slowed down by me, how can it still cause this effect" Zhang Cheng smiled, "Fist strength mana is divided into several stages, chest, elbow, wrist, and fingers, although you have slowed down my fist speed, but you can't reduce my finger strength." ” Yasushi Miyagawa frowned, vaguely understanding something.
Zhang Cheng's previous punch was indeed slowed down, but the moment it came into contact with the Eight Mirrors, it suddenly flicked its fingers, causing a second attack.
If someone else uses it, it will definitely not be useful, but Zhang Cheng is a corpse demon, and when he pops out with a finger, the impact power of a large-caliber bullet is almost the same.
"This move, in Huaxia is called the Eight Mirrors of Bullet Fist, although it can rebound all attacks, but it is impossible to connect seamlessly, and there must be an interval in the middle.
Although it is extremely short-lived, it can still be caught through exquisite boxing, and unfortunately it is the honorary president of the Chinese Martial Arts Association. ” After hearing these words, Miyagawa Yasushi was naturally confused.
There is still a gap in the defense of the Eight Mirrors He didn't even know about it before.
After all, the opponent he had encountered before, how could he use the Eight Mirrors, and it was the first time he had encountered a monster like Zhang Cheng.
And even if it is really like what the other party said, the Yaga mirror does have this defect, and the time must be very short, estimated to be no more than a few milliseconds.
In such a short period of time, ordinary people can't do anything, let alone make two attacks In the eyes of Miyagawa Yasutoshi, this is completely fantastical But Zhang Cheng did it, and it didn't seem to be effortless.
But what frightened Miyagawa Yasushi the most was the other party's eyesight.
After only two or three battles, this kid quickly discovered the weakness of the Eight Mirrors and thought of the corresponding way to crack it.
This ability to adapt on the spot is really perverted to the extreme Miyagawa Yasushi took a deep breath, calmed down his complicated thoughts, and said slowly: "Even if you find out the weakness of the Eight Mirrors in such a short period of time, you can't make an attack that can hurt me, and I am still invincible." ” "Hehe, how do you know if you don't try."
Zhang Cheng laughed, his whole body was boiling, surging like an ocean.
He punched again, but his strength was a little less, and at the same time, his feet moved, and he moved around Miyagawa Yasushi in a mysterious step.
I saw Zhang Cheng stepping on the dragon with his feet, and his fists kept hitting out, but he didn't focus lightly.
And every time the Eight Mirrors blocked a punch, as soon as the shock force appeared, he quickly flicked his fingers and hit the surface of the bronze mirror hard.
"Dangdang Dang" In just a few breaths, Zhang Cheng flicked dozens of times on the bronze mirror, and Miyagawa Yasushi was also trembling by the incoming finger force.
He is not a fool, he knows that if Zhang Cheng is allowed to play like this again, the Eight Mirrors will shatter sooner or later.
And the whole body trembles constantly, which also has a great impact on spellcasting.
Miyagawa Yasushi suddenly moved and stepped back, wanting to distance himself and turn the defense into an attack.
But Zhang Cheng won't let him get his wish easily, don't you want to fight with me mentally hand-to-hand, then let's fight hand-to-hand to the end.
At this time, Zhang Cheng is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, wherever Miyagawa Yasushi moves, he follows him and always keeps it A distance of one meter.
Seeing that the other party was like a piece of kraft candy, sticking to it and not leaving, Miyagawa Anshou was about to scold his mother in his heart, so he had to forcibly cast a spell to force Zhang Cheng back.
However, the footwork that Zhang Cheng is using now is his improved Wing Chun pace, removing the bells and whistles of later generations, which fully embodies the essence of ancient martial arts.
Whenever Miyagawa Yasushi's attack hits, his feet change, his body is like a breeze blowing willows, dodging the past at an angle that violates the anatomy of the human body, and continues to attack.
Miyagawa Yasushi's face was unprecedentedly dignified, he never dreamed that he would be suppressed by the other party when the realm stabilized Zhang Cheng and there was also the Eight Mirrors in his hand: