Psychics don't die from gunfire

"Song Shi. You can feel it, right?"

It was their first meeting, but Chakoro's tone was not unfamiliar, as if the two were not facing each other with weapons, but just chatting with familiar people walking by the river dam.

He stared at the young man in front of him and said softly.

"——The generosity of Daotu to 'us'."

Song Shi nodded.

Except for the earliest period in his previous life, when he did not understand psychic power and had not yet fully revealed his talent, Daotu treated everyone equally. In the days that followed, [Dayuan] gave him a series of gifts such as top psychic skills and additional blessings in an extremely generous manner.

And this life is the same.

Even this generosity came earlier.

Whether it was the upper psychic skill [Forging Flame] given in the first ring, or the [Fire Seed] obtained after being promoted to the second ring without occupying the original psychic skill vacancy, it was a manifestation of this generosity.

"So, what do you think?" Chakoro spoke again.

Song Shi slowly smiled.

"——Because we have the hope to open up new boundaries for the path, let the path we are on go further and reach an unprecedented upper limit."

"We can create a wider 'width' for the path, expand the skills, abilities and fields contained in the entire path. But the real, most precious and only 'height' is ultimately only that one."

The young man said something shocking in a leisurely and matter-of-fact tone: "Three thousand years have passed since the birth of the first throne."

"It's been long enough - it's been too long." Song Shi raised his eyes, as if explaining an indisputable truth: "The seventh ring above the [throne] will eventually be opened up by someone."

Cha Keluo paused slightly, as if he was a little surprised.

Then, the surprise on his face disappeared, replaced by a smile with a little sigh.

"You can understand this in the second ring. I'm not as good as you." Cha Keluo shook his head and concluded: "Song Shi, you are very strong - in this regard alone, you are better than I was back then."

Song Shi did not answer this sentence.

——Because he really understood this in his previous life, not long after he was promoted to the third ring.

So, neither of them cared about these things.

They didn't finish their words, but they didn't want to continue at this moment.

The red-gold flames surged.

——Song Shi took the lead!

As a starting attack, this attack completely abandoned precision, just made the flames rise suddenly, turning into a surging flame tide, engulfing the space within a diameter of ten meters with Cha Keluo as the center.

The temperature of the entire hall rose in an instant, and the scorching air waves swept in all directions. If Song Shi did not restrain it, this "air wave" alone could seriously burn natural people. And in the real flame tide burning pressure, even the cyborgs who have been implanted with certain protection modules will easily melt into molten iron and ashes.

Looking at this flame tide, Cha Keluo nodded slightly.

The next moment, the red-gold flames completely engulfed him.

However, no matter how angry the flames roared, they could not burn the things in them - no, it was not even "burning".

From the surging flames, a vacuum appeared with Chakoro as the center.

Those flames that were enough to burn steel rushed towards Chakoro, but like a magnet of the same polarity, they were clearly close at hand, but they could never really touch the man's body.

He did not swing the mace.

Chakoro stood and slowly raised his free left hand.

He clenched his five fingers, as if he had issued an order that could not be disobeyed, and then the surrounding flames began to retreat!

The original "vacuum" expanded inch by inch, forcibly squeezing the flames. Because the flames were forcibly separated, a road in the fire was revealed.

Chakoro stepped on this road step by step, walked through the angry but helpless flames, and finally walked down the platform completely and stood on the ground.

At this moment, the two people's eyes were level for the first time.

——"Rejection".

If the ability of [Rebel] is summarized in one word, then the opponent's fifth ring is "reversal", the third and fourth rings are "negation", and the first and second rings, the original power is "rejection".

He "rejected" the burning of the flame.

So, the flame that burned countless lives could not even get close to his body.

After summoning the flame tide, Song Shi did not make another move.

He just watched Chakoro, slowly walked through the flames and walked down the platform.

In the previous life, when the name of "Rebel" completely stood at the top of the world, the opponent who had reached the peak of the fifth ring of [Balance] once told himself that he had glimpsed a glimpse of the scenery of the sixth ring.

Starting from "rejection", after "negation" and "reversal".

—— Chakoro will forge the throne named [Paradox] with his own hands!

Unfortunately, until the end, before the real promotion was completed, Chakoro Vaughn was officially killed in the unprecedented joint siege of most of the corporate alliance.

Seeing this familiar power again, even Song Shi couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Then, these emotions turned into pure joy.

"Very good."

Song Shi smiled and raised the heavy knife.

Just as Cha Keluo didn't use the long mace, Song Shi didn't hold a knife just now - the terrifying flame tide was more like fireworks before a grand event than a starting move.

As if it could sense the mentality of the holder, the straight knife that was infused with Song Shi's blood trembled slightly, and the winding lines lit up inch by inch.

And Song Shi's pupils, unable to tell whether they were flames or joy, were also surprisingly bright at this moment.

"——That's great!"

Song Shi slashed out with a loud laugh!

The flames followed him like a shadow, with Chong Shi as the traction, and the blazing flames wrapped around the blade, turning into a golden scar that cut through the atmosphere.

And this time, Cha Ke Luo finally stopped just raising his hand.

He turned the long mace and swung it out, like a mountain moving horizontally, blocking the scar - and then smashing it!

The straight blade collided with the prism.

Neither of them retreated at all, but with the continuous collision, the former continued to emit surging flames, like scattered fireworks.

Under the huge pressure from "rejection", most of the forging flames that originally flowed into Chong Shi for blessing were forcibly rejected by the other party.

——He made Chong Shi "reject" the forging flames!

But at this moment, Cha Ke Luo frowned slightly.

The feel was wrong.

——The "rejection" force I used was already quite strong, but I couldn't completely repel it and defeat it?

If it was an ordinary second-ring middle-level source, the attack just now would be like a piece of iron hitting a sand castle. Not to mention defense, even the spiritual energy would be easily crushed under one blow.

Watching the flames that had just been repelled, and then attacked again in an instant, feeling the subtle touch, Cha Keluo's brows relaxed again.

He nodded: "So that's how it is. It is extremely stable in itself. And because of the burning and boiling blood."

In the gap between words, the heavy murder and the long mace collided at a high speed at an almost violent frequency.

——Boom!

Around Cha Keluo, the flames engulfed and extinguished with a bang, turning into broken wisps of flames.

The pressure called "rejection" used the long mace as a medium, trying to crush Song Shi along the heavy murder, but each time it could only make the flames that engulfed the latter shake, and could not affect the real body.

After another collision, the two stood up again and looked at each other.

"No need to do this again."

From the young man's body, one after another red light ball emerged. After leaving the dead volcano, he increased the upper limit by one more during these days of practice, and a total of eleven "fire seeds" were revealed.

"For us, this level of power is as much as we want - it's meaningless."

"Don't tell me -"

The black hair began to gradually turn into red gold, like cracks in broken porcelain, bursting out from the surface of Song Shi's body inch by inch. He began to "burn himself" with boiling blood, and there was an indescribable pain rising, but the young man laughed from the bottom of his heart.

"This battle, between you and me - you don't want to know the real result!"

Cha Keluo stared at the posture of the person in front of him.

He closed his eyes and opened them again.

But this time, the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

He said:

"- Come."