The Absolute Speed of a Comic

That's right, he can go faster!

The Kurashiki Tibetan just now didn't do his best at all. His neural reaction speed actually exceeded 0.05 seconds, reaching the realm of 0.04, or even 0.03 seconds!

This is his true best effort.

"—Orchid Orochi!"

Do your best!

Do your best!

The culmination of , a stunt that only the swordsman-killer Kurashiki Kurashiki can accomplish in this world!

In exactly the same instant, the instant eight slashes swung!

The eight-headed white-boned snake with no luster broke away from its fierce teeth and attacked the swordsman who was as calm as the lake without any waves.

This is the qualification of a swordsman-killer.

With such aptitude, no swordsman can be his opponent, so he has overwhelming restraint when it comes to swordsmen.

——But Jiang Li is not in this ranks.

At this moment.

In Jiang Li's eyes, the entire world was extremely slow, becoming a speed of 0.5 or even lower.

Being in such a world, it seems that even my heart has become peaceful.

His eyes became deep, as if a deep pool was trapped in it, and as long as it was sucked in, there was no way to escape.

——The speed of neural response is determined by the transmission speed of neurons.

Neurons, that is, neuron cells, are the most basic structural and functional units of the human nervous system. They have the functions of receiving, generating and transmitting senses. All human responses to the outside world are based on the transmission of neuron cells. .

In other words, the faster the transmission of neuron cells, the faster the human neural response.

The reason why Kurashiki Tibetans' reflexes are so fast is because his neurons are extremely active and transmit information much faster than ordinary people.

But he was so unfortunate.

At this moment.

Because Jiang Li set his reflex speed to surpass that of the Kurashiki Tibetans, the activity of the neuron cells in his body suddenly increased, and the speed of transmitting information has surpassed that of the Kurashiki Tibetans.

There is nothing wrong with Kurashiki Tibetans not doing their best, and it is also a fact that he can go faster.

But the power of "Absolute Speed" is the power of cause and effect. It can reverse all the impossible and make the phenomenon that "Jiang Li is absolutely faster than his opponent" a reality.

The faster the opponent is, the faster he is!

The full outburst of the Kurashiki Tibetans will only serve as a resource for Jiang Li to surpass himself.

He tried his best.

However, there are not so many truths in this world.

The causal interference system's cutting knife ability is notoriously unreasonable.

Jiang Li slowly raised his arm.

He raised his footsteps and charged towards the Swordsman Killer with a firm pace.

In the state of rapid reflex, he can clearly perceive how heavy his body is, and it is extremely difficult to act as if he were stuck in a pond.

The weak body couldn't keep up with the speed of his reflexes at the moment.

But it doesn't matter.

After distinguishing the blade body, there is no need for rapid reflex.

"Om—!"

The hand holding the knife suddenly accelerated!

With a swinging speed faster than the opponent's, he slashed out.

"—Magic Light Flow Blade, Tension!"

The shiny silver blade collided with a snake head diagonally above.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

When the blade collided, Kame Itachi rushed towards Jiang Li's face and body, inflicting several wounds.

But he didn't care, he didn't even blink his eyes, condensed the strength of his whole body into one blade, and concentrated all the strength of the blade at the collision point.

"Boom-!!"

The body of the white bone blade was greatly knocked flying and crashed into the wooden wall.

The real snake head was broken, and all the other fake snake heads turned into mirages and dissipated.

In the end, if the space is not folded, the so-called "instant eight consecutive cuts" is a joke!

Jiang Li's hands trembled violently.

The shock force of the collision of the blades made his jaws split instantly.

But he didn't stop for a single step, strode out, crossed the last distance in an instant, and came to Kurashiki Tibetan, whose face was full of astonishment.

"Pfft!"

A sound of steel entering the flesh sounded.

The two figures crossed each other.

The entire dojo was suddenly silent.

Both Takahara and Ayatsuji Ayase widened their eyes, watching the outcome of the battle.

Jiang Li stood behind the Kurashiki Tibetans, holding a **** knife in his hand.

On the blade, there is not only the blood of Kurashiki Tibetans, but also his own blood.

"Tick!"

Blood dripped to the ground.

The Kurashiki Tibetan looked down at his chest.

A deep knife scar was embedded in it, and scarlet blood was constantly overflowing from the body.

what……

lost.

but--

"...It was a happy fight."

The Kurashiki Tibetan raised his head and looked up at the night stars outside the dome's dome, his face gradually becoming more and more hearty.

"The dojo will be returned to you. I will take people out of here. There is no need to wait here any longer."

If he waits any longer, Ayatsuji Ayase will not be able to become the second Ayatsuji Kaito, unable to quench the hunger and thirst in his heart.

And, he's already satisfied.

This fight was more vigorous than all previous fights, and the two years of waiting were not in vain.

The spiritual suit dissipated in his hand, and the Kurashiki Tibetan sighed contentedly, then lifted his feet and walked out of the dojo, his back disappeared in the eyes of the three behind him.

"Hey, Claude, why did you suddenly collapse?"

"Isn't this bleeding? I was just trying to be brave!"

"He has fainted, call an ambulance!"

In the open space outside the dojo, more than a dozen people hurriedly lifted the unconscious Kurashiki Tibetan and transported them out of the mountain.

"Wait a minute."

But a voice suddenly came from the dojo behind him and fell into the ears of the Greedy Wolf students, as if death was urging them to stop in an instant.

"You stay."

Jiang Li appeared at the door of the dojo, and pointed his chin to one of the dozen or so students.

"……I?"

Mohawk pointed to himself.

After getting Jiang Li's affirmative answer, a smile that was even uglier than crying appeared on his face.

A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.

Seeing this, the others quickly carried the Kurashiki Tibetans away, and only Mohigan stayed behind with trembling head.

Seeing the flattering smile on Mo Xigan's head, Jiang Li raised his footsteps and walked up slowly.

The smile on his face gradually softened.

"It's you, who punched me in the restaurant before and punched me in the face, right?"

"Ah...this..."

Mohawk's head suddenly had cold sweat on his forehead, and his eyes were gurgling around.

"boom!"

Before he could think of anything good to say, Jiang Li slashed at the back with a knife, knocking him to the ground.

"I told you to slap me in the face! I told you to slap me in the face! I don't know how to write dead words, right...!"

Jiang Li slashed Moxigan in the face more than a dozen times in a row, hitting him until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, tears were dripping, and his teeth were flying all over the place.

"get out."

With an order, Mo Xiqian ran away without a trace as if he had been granted amnesty.

"Well……"

When Gui Deyuan came to Jiang Li's back, he couldn't help but think for a while.

"Jiang Li, what you said before was serious business...?"

"Yes indeed."

Jiang Li turned his head around with a look of course.

"He slapped me in the face! Do you want me to settle down?"

In Xiajiangli, speak bluntly.

If you encounter something you don't like, you should BB, and if you encounter someone you don't like, you will cut it.

Never feel sorry for yourself.