Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 856 The Warehouse Guardian

Xia Shou walked forward, and his body became a strange combination of light blocks in the eyes of the cloaked man. If you stood at the angle where the light shone directly, you could see that he was transparent. You could see the other side from this side. The light passed straight through his body, entering from the left side of his clothes and exiting from the right side.

He walked through the winding paths of the courtyard, and a huge wooden door appeared before him. In front of the door, which was as rough as tree bark, the steps were broken, and a man covered in scars and with an extremely strong physique sat cross-legged on the broken steps.

Xia Shou stopped in his tracks, thinking that it was impossible for them all to be lured away. The most important places had to be guarded by someone. Even if they couldn't be heavily guarded, at least a reliable person had to stay behind. And the big man in front of him was undoubtedly someone trusted by the king.

"Your Majesty was right, there really are rats." The man slowly raised his head, his scarred face covered with many fresh, non-bleeding wounds. He used his huge hands, which could easily wrap around a basketball, to support his knees, which were as raised as iron balls, and slowly stood up.

A massive shadow loomed over him. When the man stood up, he was over three meters tall, and not just tall like someone with gigantism, but robust... his bulging muscles rolled powerfully with his movements, like giant pythons coiled around his skeleton.

He walked slowly forward to the pillars of light in the courtyard. The pillars of light, generated by the Tyndall effect, automatically parted when they shone on him, as if water were flowing into an unbreakable rock.

"You're from the future, aren't you?" the man said, looking down at Xia Shou. His voice was like thunder, and his eyes were like those of someone looking down on an ant.

Xia Shou's heart skipped a beat, and he smiled with immense pressure behind the mask.

Is it really that straightforward?

According to the information relayed back by Kehen, the people of the Scar Era had not yet realized that they were residents of the Old History. However, the other party immediately pointed out his true identity upon meeting him, which means that Kehen's information was wrong.

Or perhaps... during the time that Kehen returned and they were here, the truth of the cyclical history had already been revealed.

However, judging from the behavior of the country's residents when they landed, they didn't seem to know the truth at all, which is quite puzzling.

The most likely explanation is that the troll-like man before him is one of the few who knows the truth about the cyclical history, but he has not spread it around and has kept the secret to himself because he wants to seize this opportunity.

However, this is merely a crude deduction made by Xia Shou, ignoring other unexpected factors.

He didn't think the truth was that simple, especially since everyone else had been lured away, yet this person was still guarding the gate and had just said, "His Majesty was right." He felt the other party couldn't be that simple.

Shall we start fighting?

Let's start the fight!

Without any hesitation, the reason that they couldn't waste time convinced Xia Shou.

He sensed the strength of his opponent and knew that this might be a tough and difficult battle, but he still had to fight because he couldn't waste time and had no other choice!

"Die," the man said in a calm, unhurried voice, as if he were saying, "It's time to eat."

His fist, as thick as a siege pillar, vanished the instant it reached its highest point, leaving behind an afterimage. The air compressed by the powerful fist piled up, forming a visible shockwave. But this symbol of supersonic speed was merely the least remarkable characteristic of this punch. The airflow forced apart by the fist was constrained by an invisible force within an extremely narrow space, swirling again into irregular turbulence, forming a white barrier along the path of the punch, like pale armor encasing the arm.

Xia Shou's pupils dilated, and he felt a surge of electricity coursing through his tailbone. A powerful force swept through his entire body from his spine in an instant, making his body and skin more sensitive than ever before, and his reaction speed increased to the limit of human ability!

hide?
There was no way he could dodge it; his intuition told him it was impossible.

He couldn't move his body sideways by ten centimeters in such a short time. If a shell is going to hit your head in 0.0001 seconds, and you only need to move your head sideways by ten centimeters in that short time to dodge it, then you have to turn your head at a speed exceeding three times the speed of sound. How much pressure do your brain, cervical spine, skin, muscles, and bones have to endure in that instant?
There was no need to calculate it. Xia Shou only knew that he did not cultivate the martial arts of the mind. He could not dodge it. Even if he did dodge it, his body would tear apart on its own due to the abnormal speed.

Therefore, be instantly killed upon being struck!

The Strike Flash was activated, and he and his opponent switched positions, but he still felt his mask shatter and fall off his face. A cold wind rushed into his mouth from his exposed cheek, and blood spurted out from his half-disappeared jaw and tongue.

"Oh? You dodged it?" The man maintained his punching stance, his tone quite surprised.

It wasn't just the men who were surprised; Xia Shou was equally astonished.

In the instant of contact, the other party caused such enormous damage to his face.

Xia Shou's reaction speed is extremely fast, reaching the limits of human speed, but when something touches a person's skin, the tactile signal is transmitted to the brain via electric current, which still takes an extremely short time.

Xia Shou's nerve conduction is more abnormal than that of ordinary people. When the Scorpion Spine is fully stimulated, it can even act like an independent individual, making advanced conditioned reflexes as complex as the brain.

That's fast... Yes, it's fast enough under normal circumstances, but even if the electrical signal doesn't need to be processed by the brain and is processed by the skin and body on its own, it still takes a fraction of a second.

The damage from this instantaneous attack must be borne by Xia Shou himself. The "Strike Flash Kill" is a divine skill that manipulates space at the moment of being attacked. Every attack is solid. However, in the past, the gap between the hit and the target's disappearance was so short that it could not even penetrate the skin, thus giving people the illusion that they had completely dodged it.

This time, the opponent was too fast, incredibly fast. His punches were so fast that it was as if he had suddenly moved from one space to another!
What level would this move be in the realm of martial arts based on idealism?

At this moment, he gained a new understanding of the passive hit-and-kill technique cultivated by Ke Zitong, the "uninjured one".

He had always thought that a fast enough reaction speed could make up for the inability to passively release the ability, and at least could bring the effects of using both indefinitely closer. But that punch just now made Xia Shou realize that being able to passively release the ability and actively releasing it by relying on a fast reaction speed are two completely different levels.

"Did you see that punch just now?" The man glanced at Xia Shou and pulled back his fist. The speed at which he pulled back his fist was no less than the speed at which he threw it. So much so that when he pulled back his fist, his elbow looked like a spear thrusting behind him!
The elbow spear was aimed directly at Xia Shou, who had just switched places with him.

But in those few seconds, Xia Shou had already raised his arm, which was covered by a cloth, and used the mirrored cloak to shield himself.

(End of this chapter)