The Puppeteer of Academy City

When~when~when~when~

The bell ringing from nowhere spread far in the silent morning.

Academy City—a city mainly composed of schools and students is gradually waking up.

Looking at the gradually bustling streets in the distance, Backwater stood up and patted the dew off his body.

"It's time, did you really not come..." He said coldly, "If that's the case, don't blame me for being a little messy."

At this moment, he did not stay in the abandoned neighborhood that was the battlefield, but in another place with similar scenery.

It is also an abandoned block, but this is only a superficial scene. Backside Water knew that under the office building in the middle of the block, there was actually a lively underground bar.

He knew better that this was the base camp of Ling Xingye and his forces.

From the very beginning, he had no intention of waiting for Ling Xingye honestly - he knew very well that in the face of the overwhelming strength gap between the two sides, it was a small probability that the other party would dare to continue to go to the appointment for a duel.

Therefore, the water from the rear came directly to the underground command center and waited.

The Water of the Rear is the type who tries his best to avoid the war spreading to a large area; but on the other hand, he is also a war expert who has experienced many battles. Once he is actually on the battlefield, he will never show mercy to the "enemy".

War is a cruel thing—the water behind knows this best, so he will not naively pursue the ending of "absolutely no sacrifice", but only reduce sacrifice as much as possible.

Even, in order to avoid greater sacrifices, the water behind does not mind some small sacrifices.

"What's more, since it is an enemy, it doesn't matter to sacrifice, right?"

Rear Water stretched his muscles and bones, took out the metal stick from the shadow, and walked towards the underground command center.

Da, da, da, da...

Suddenly there was a regular knocking sound at the corner in front, and Zhishui behind him slowed down slightly and looked over.

A moment later, a young man wearing sunglasses and holding a cane came out.

The blind stick in his hand kept hitting the ground and the wall next to him, making a "da da da" sound.

Backside Zhishui frowned, but didn't say much. He has also seen many blind people, and he can tell that this man is really blind, not a fake blind man who is pretending to be blind.

Although appearing in this kind of place at this time is a bit of a concern, but the water behind did not say much in the end, and walked lightly, preparing to pass by him silently.

The two gradually approached, and the water behind had perfectly controlled its own movements, covering up all the movements during the walk.

But as the distance drew closer, he felt more and more uneasy in his heart.

Something is wrong—the water behind the water's battle-hardened intuition is frantically warning.

Five meters, four meters, three meters...

disturbed? The only thing in front of him that could bring him uneasiness was the blind man in front of him.

Regardless of the amount of water behind him, he believed in his own feelings.

Then, the metal rod carried on the shoulder suddenly bounced up, and fell swiftly and silently towards the blind man in front of him.

The blind man seemed to be really blind—he didn't raise his head, but he had already made a corresponding movement.

With just a simple side step, he avoided this straightforward blow.

"Is it perceived through the airflow?" The water behind immediately noticed the other party's skills.

Before he could react, he saw a cold light flash in front of his eyes.

Sword light burst out from the blind stick, facing the falling metal stick, the blind swordsman swung a left cut.

His drawing of the sword was so natural and smooth that he even deceived the saint's reaction, making the rear water unable to respond for a while.

Then, something even more astonishing to the water behind happened.

The two weapons whose specifications and quality were not at the same level crossed each other, and the water in the back felt a sudden lightness in his hand.

Only half of the five-meter-long metal rod remained.

The top half hit the ground with a loud noise, then bounced off and flew far away.

"Can you actually cut off my weapon? Is this a famous sword?" Looking at the smooth mirror-like cut surface of the metal stick, Backwater said, "No, what kind of swordsmanship is this?"

The blind man's weapons are sharp, but what is really powerful is his swordsmanship.

"Caught it!" Tufang Hu closed his eyes, listening to the flow of the wind, with the corners of his mouth curled up.

The enemy's weapon is very long, so this knife failed to cut the enemy's body.

Earth Fang's saber guard remained undiminished, so he took a step forward and connected a reverse cassock.

Zhishui took a quick step back to avoid the slash.

At the same time, he swept away the remaining metal stick in his hand, setting off a wind wall.

But Tu Fanghu became more and more courageous in the battle, and missed a single blow, and immediately took another step forward and swung his knife to cut left!

As for the oncoming wind pressure, it actively bypassed him like flowing water hitting a rock, and separated to both sides.

After all, Tufanghu is not a simple blind swordsman, he is also a powerful person-level 4 "wave disturbance".

"It's hit!" From the touch from the tip of the knife, and the smell of blood in the air, Hijikata knew that his attack had worked.

The water behind couldn't hide his surprise.

"People from Ling Xingye? A very powerful swordsman." He raised the metal stick and swept it out again, creating even greater wind pressure.

Attack again with the same move, but the output and momentum are completely different.

"But that's all. I'll look for it if it's spare, so you will be the first one!"

Earthwork guard swung his sword to slash at the oncoming wind pressure—using "wave disturbance", he could slash the wind.

But this time, the moment the blade touched the wind pressure, the face of the earth guard suddenly changed.

It's not like wind and air currents at all, but more like a solid wall, or a high-speed train!

He couldn't help opening his eyes, and saw a wall of white air that was almost condensed into substance in front of him.

Immediately, the knife broke, and the earth guard flew out backwards.

Wow...

His body was like a small stone that was kicked away, flying all the way to the end of the street, crashing into the abandoned shops, and falling into ruins.

"You are very powerful, but you are not enough to let me use other moves." Back Zhishui strode forward, while reaching out to stroke the knife mark on his chest.

Wipe off the blood, the wound has healed and disappeared.

"Foul..." Tufanghu said bitterly, his three-strike combo with all his strength couldn't even leave a scar on the enemy, "What monster is Xingye fighting with?"

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At this time, Tufanghu deeply understood the strength gap between himself and the water behind - there was a huge gap between the two.

But after thinking about it, it's normal.

If it was an ordinary enemy, it would be impossible for Ling Xingye to be so embarrassed, right?

"You may be able to cut through the wind, but you cannot cut through the water."

The water in the back is entangled with the current, and every time you take a step, your momentum will increase.

His speed is not fast, but it is as unstoppable as a landslide and tsunami, making people desperate.

"You must have made up your mind, right?" Zhishui behind raised the metal stick.

"Damn it!" Tu Fanghu struggled to stand up and raised his hand to break the knife.

The blow just now was so powerful that he was seriously injured and lost the strength to escape.

So I can only do one last fight! The earthwork guard gripped the handle of the knife tightly.

The Water of the Back is merciless, and his kindness will only be reserved for the miserable "weak". For the strong and the enemy, it is respect to do your best.

The metal rod fell.

At this time, a black shadow flew over from the end of the street.

Zhishui raised his brows, adjusted his attack trajectory immediately, and swung the metal stick behind him.

Bang!

The heavy metal rod was bounced high, and the door behind Zhishui opened wide for a moment, and the black shadow crashed into its arms.

This time, it was the turn of the water behind to fly out.

Seeing the twists and turns in front of him, Tufang Hu heaved a sigh of relief, and leaned against the wall, laughing and cursing.

"Bastard, it's too late!"

"It's not too late, I see you are still alive and kicking." Ling Xingye appeared next to him immediately, "But... thank you. Leave the rest to me!"