"It seems that we are tied."
Sitting in the wheelchair, Qingming said pale.
Opposite him, Qi Mu Shuomao looked calm, as if he did not see the sword on his neck at all, or did not care if he saw it.
All the dark ninjas around were amazed, and Qingming was also surprised by Qi Mu Shuomao's invisible knife.
No special ability.
Very simple, just a knife.
But it is such an ordinary and insipid knife that directly cuts through the whole flow of sunny rain and fire. The negative state of Tianzhi Tears of Rain Lady and the paralysis of Phoenix Fire are totally useless.
All the power is concentrated on the blade, which is very bright.
The sharp sense that comes from the face seems to be the essence.
This is the real strong.
No matter what you face, just one knife is enough.
"Oh, are you so sure?"
Qimu Shuomao raised his eyebrows when he heard it, and looked at it with a slightly sadistic expression.
Behind him, the boy, who was already awake, sat on the ground.
His face was pale and breathing heavily.
The blue-green ghost fire behind him has now disappeared, and his clothes have also changed back to red.
There was no accident. The source of spiritual power supply, the child sitting on the seat, was pale, and the surrounding rain girls and phoenix fire were even more unbearable.
In response, Qingming can only smile bitterly.
After all, this is the real fire shadow world, not the hand tour of Yin and Yang masters.
Although Zuofu Boy can provide spiritual power by overdrawing himself, it is not unlimited. He is not a lighter in the game. As long as there is blood, he can supply ghost fire. This is the real style god.
Looking at the eyes in front of her, Qingming doesn't know why, but she suddenly feels unwilling.
Maybe we can struggle for a while.
Two blue charms suddenly appeared in his hands, swung the silver white Chakra blade in front of him, and shouted at the same time.
"Spiritual Speech · Shou."
In front of Qimu Shuomao, a round and transparent spiritual shell suddenly enveloped Qingming.
At the same time, Gu Huoniao, who was holding a long sword, felt a chill in his eyes when he heard the sound of Qingming.
Buzz!
In an instant, the air bursts.
A very bright sword light tore through the air and roared. At an unbelievable speed, he flew towards Qimu Shuomao.
In an instant, it is as fast as the wind.
This blow is as powerful as a thousand, and the heavy momentum seems to be able to crush the air and make a loud wailing sound.
"What?"
Nobody expected that Qingming could resist under such circumstances.
The dark part of the onlookers did not expect, Kakashi did not expect, and the party Qimu Shuomao did not expect.
Without any hesitation, looking at the killing opportunity close at hand, Chakra in Qimu Shuomao's body surges crazily, and the long knife in his hand is like a bolt of lightning, sweeping directly to attack.
Bang!
Swords and swords sing together.
A burst of toothache suddenly sounded.
It used to be a flat training ground, but now it seems to be ploughed once.
Huge force makes two people retreat at the same time
Gu Huo Bird staggers in front of Qingming and stands up with his sword.
"Thank you, Shishen · Xie!!!"
A heavy voice came from behind. Qingming patted Gu Huo on the shoulder, and his right hand was sealed, sending all the style gods back to the Yin and Yang Liao.
The other people were stunned.
I've never seen that a person with moderate tolerance can sit at such a level.
That's a shadow level strong man. It's not upper tolerance, it's not middle tolerance.
Qimu Shuomao looked at Qingming in amazement, then shook his head and said with a smile.
"No, you won this game. If it wasn't for Chakra, I would be dead now."
"You are too modest." Qingming said slightly embarrassed.
"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I just want to see your limit. Now that I see it, it will be over."
"The last blow just now... why..."
Qimu Shuomao is a little uncertain. It seems that he didn't understand something.
"It's different. It's a real top style god. It has the potential to become an SSR."
Qingming clearly knows what Shuo Mao wants to ask.
At the end of the day, the discerning people could see that Qingming had run out of oil and the lamp was dry. There was no room for resistance at all, and the boy who was in the spiritual power supply seat around collapsed on the ground.
It can be said that everything is over.
Nobody expected that Gu Huo Bird would have this skill at this time.
"Sister Bird has been awakened since she called. She is a very special style god." The rest of Qingming didn't say.
Those who are familiar with this style god know that Sister Bird's magic skill is to fight together.
Sassasa!!!
It was Qingming's soul telling skill that triggered the characteristics of Sister Bird's cooperation, so it was the most special attack.
Qi Mu Shuomao nodded and put away his knife.
Then, he walked to Qingming from the new one and said to him calmly.
"To tell you the truth, I was very curious about what you called the Yin and Yang Master. Before the Warring States Period, the Yin and Yang Master and the Samurai were the two most popular professions at that time, and the ninja was a minority."
"However, with the fierce Warring States War, the samurai and yin-yang division could no longer meet the needs, so the ninja profession slowly developed and eliminated them."
"I really saw a lot in the battle with you. It's hard to imagine that if the fight just happened in the war and your Chakra is enough, then..."
"So... I think I can destroy a country."
At the moment, Qingming said without modesty.
"Yes, but haven't you found the fatal shortcomings of your system?"
Speaking of this, Qimu Shuomao seemed to be pondering for a long time before slowly saying.
"Yin and Yang masters are different from warriors and ninjas. The latter two rely on their own strength to fight against the enemy. Only you Yin and Yang masters rely on style gods."
"So... you... are the most deadly."
Hearing this, Qingming was not surprised, and he also said it when fighting with Haye.
Yin and Yang masters without style gods are waste.
"This shortcoming... hard to say!"
Looking at the sunny day, Qi Mushuo Mao said: "There are two choices: one is that your style god is strong enough to protect you completely; the other is that you are strong enough to not need the protection of style god."
Qingming nodded her head in agreement.
He was also startled by the fight with Haye just now. He had never seen sealing techniques like channeling summoning before.
Just imagine that if the other side used this seal to cut off all the links between Qingming and Shishen, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Therefore, this problem must be solved.
"I have put forward the problem. How to solve it is up to you! In addition, don't have too much burden on the words and pressure in the village. Just remember that you belong to Muye."
Qi Mu Shuo Mao patted Qingming's shoulder in comfort, and then said, "Remember what I said, and don't make too much of it."
With that, Qimu Shuomao turned and left.
The surrounding darkness and Kakashi followed, leaving Qingming alone.