The Puppeteer of Academy City

Seeing Ling Xingye, whose hair color and pupil color suddenly changed, and the plausible streets around him, Zhishui in the back squeezed the electric pole in his hand.

Although he was calm on the surface, he was extremely surprised in his heart.

—Artificial heaven? No, no breath of angels. So it is a kind of pot in the world? But it's completely different from what I've encountered before... It's basically two different things!

For a moment, Backwater really thought he saw the "God's Realm".

He can't believe that this is really a power that humans can master?

Snapped!

Ling Xingye snapped his fingers and awakened the water behind him.

"Now it's as you wish." Ling Xingye said indifferently, "Then time is limited, let's start the second round!"

After all, without giving the enemy any time to react, the clown threw himself out.

when!

The water behind used the electric pole to block the impact of the clown, and the aroused air wave shattered the glass on both sides of the street, and the debris fell like rain.

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"The puppet has changed, the environment has changed, and now even the puppet master has changed?" Feeling the power coming from his hands, he showed a helpless and bitter expression for the first time since the battle of the water in the rear.

At this moment, the enemy he faced had been completely reborn, as if he had super-evolved.

The previous information about Ling Xingye is completely outdated...

To make matters worse, in the current Lingxingye, even the water in the back began to feel troublesome.

"However..." With strength in both arms, the water behind pushed the clown away, and knocked it into the air with a heavy hammer made of water blocks, "It's still within the range that can be handled!"

After repelling the puppet, the water behind stepped forward to catch up and continue to attack.

At the same time, he didn't forget to observe the changes around him—he still didn't know what the domain effect of this "King of the Pot" was.

It seems that the environment is just changed, but there are no other weird special abilities...

No! Change!

The water behind suddenly turned his head sideways, and a silk thread passed straight across, creating a wound on his cheek.

If he reacted a little slower, at least he would lose one ear, right?

Looking in the direction of the silk thread, Zhishui behind saw a pair of silver eyes as calm as a deep pool.

Ling Xingye's own strength has become stronger!

I don't know if it's because of the domain effect or because of becoming silver, Ling Xingye himself has indeed become stronger!

While manipulating the puppet clown to fight, he has the power to do more.

A clown is already stressful, plus a powerful puppeteer...

The water behind frowned deeply.

— This level is a matter of course!

Ling Xingye didn't care about the enemy's thoughts.

Although it is not a realm in the pot dedicated to combat, the "unchanged daily life" is also a field that he has paid a huge price to develop, and the effect is certainly not too bad.

To put it simply, this is a highly completed "jug in the world", which is the product of the perfect practice of the "box theory".

In other words, it is a world of its own, a small world that belongs exclusively to Ling Xingye.

As the master of this world, Ling Xingye is active in it, so he is naturally "blessed by the world".

Its most direct effect is the overall improvement of Ling Xingye's overall quality.

Physical strength, reaction, calculation power... All-round improvement makes manipulating the clown no longer need to occupy most of Ling Xingye's energy.

Therefore, he was able to draw his hand to attack himself.

Of course, "The Unchanging Daily" is the product of Ling Xingye's reference to "Life is like a play" by Baoliang, and he is still far from fully grasping it.

Otherwise, if you really become the "master of the world", you don't need to fight this battle, and the water behind will lose the moment it comes in.

Just like Feng Zhan. Fuse launched the artificial heaven before, directly blocking the existence of "magic".

If you observe carefully, you can find that in the depths of Ling Xingye's silver pupils, there is still a pinprick of black; the root of the silver hair still retains the original black.

If you really let go of the control and completely "silverize", maybe you can indeed dominate the world and defeat the water behind, right?

But that was not the ending Ling Xingye hoped for.

It's just half-baked like this now, there must be another fight! Ling Xingye knew it in his heart.

Because he has achieved this level, he is barely standing on the same starting line as the water behind.

The real contest has just begun!

The monster of the rear water is so powerful.

In the entire Academy City, apart from Accelerator, Ling Xingye couldn't think of anyone else as his opponent.

Therefore, Ling Xingye could only take over this enemy himself.

The water behind carefully controlled the water block, turned it into various weapons and magic, and blasted towards the clown continuously.

And he himself was dealing with Ling Xingye's offensive.

— Puppet. Double Dance!

At this time, Ling Xingye finally had the energy to use his best tactics.

Using "manipulation of the human body" to treat oneself as a second puppet, with the barrier of absolute defense, the puppeteer himself is no less difficult to deal with than the puppet buffoon.

It's a pity that since it was the first time to use the double dance with the clown, Ling Xingye had no time to make a perfect disguise. Coupled with the intuitive judgment of "Divine Enlightenment" and the like of the water behind, he can easily distinguish Ling Xingye from Harlequin.

This caused the tactical value of the double dance to be greatly reduced, and it can only be used to distract the enemy's attention.

Two people and one puppet clashed fiercely in an empty city. Silk threads, iron rods, water currents, shocks... Just the aftermath of the battle ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ destroyed buildings along the way.

During the battle at the supersonic level, Ling Xingye's proficiency with the new puppet clown has rapidly improved, and the cooperation has become more and more handy.

What it showed was that there were more and more wounds on the water behind.

The world in the pot is isolated from the influence of the "moon", which inhibits the self-healing ability of the water behind, and the white clothes are gradually stained with blood.

The balance of victory and defeat gradually tilted towards Ling Xingye.

Another collision, the clown's hand knife cut through the electric pole, and the flying blade followed by it left a deep mark on Zhishui's chest behind him.

The water at the rear reacted quickly, blocking the silk thread with a layer of water film, trying to dissipate its power, and threw away the weapon, tearing off the silk thread with both hands free.

Naturally, the result of doing so was that both hands were scratched by the flying blade, dripping with blood, and bones were visible in the deep wound.

But the water in the back seemed to have no pain, ignoring the injuries on his hands and body, and looked up at Ling Xingye.

His whole body was covered with scars, but his momentum became more and more sturdy.

He grinned, revealing a beastly smile.

"Enough, Puppeteer," he said, "I'm tired of your tricks!"

He took a step forward, and his strong sense of presence even took a place in the middle of this pot.

The water block behind him suddenly collapsed, turning back into ordinary water **** and falling to the ground.

The God's Right Seat is equipped with angel spells, so other ordinary magic cannot be used.

Now, Rear Water has given up the water magic he is good at, and devoted himself to the "Power of God".

If you want to fight against the domain, you must use the power of the same level.

"Don't be naive," said Backwater, "Adapting to the battlefield is the basic ability of every soldier!"

When Ling Xingye heard this, his heart tensed up.