Chapter 836 Space Corridor, Desperate Abe Qingkong
Abe Aozora launched a dozen teleports in succession, and finally stopped out of breath.
"Huh... that person should be a superpower who is proficient in space compression and sealing."
"I teleported so many times and kept changing directions. I should get rid of it after all!"
Holding his knees and panting heavily, Abe Qingkong thought silently in his heart.
He himself has space powers and knows how difficult it is to develop new methods of use.
That man could actually compress space to the size of a marble.
Obviously he has profound knowledge in space compression and confinement.
But inevitably, it will be lacking in other aspects.
Abe Aozora himself is like this, he is good at space barrier and space cutting.
Although he is not as good as that person in space compression and confinement, he has also dabbled in it.
But I'm not very good at teleportation.
"Strange, when did such a powerful space superpower appear in the Japanese country?"
"How come I haven't heard of it before..."
Abe Aozora took a deep breath, stuffed the ice crystal core he had been holding into his pocket, and then straightened up.
The person just now spoke extremely fluent Japanese with a hint of Edo accent.
This made Abe Aozora not think about other aspects.
No way, the faces of Chinese people and Japanese people do look a bit similar.
What's more, Abe Aozora just saw the four space diamonds clearly and immediately teleported away.
He didn't pay much attention to the other person's appearance at all.
Abe Aozong calmed down and looked around.
He teleported one after another just now without paying much attention to where he was.
Judging from the distance of each teleportation, he should be ten kilometers away.
However, Abe Aozora, who saw the environment in front of him clearly, was instantly petrified!
"How...how is this possible?!"
Abe Aozong suddenly discovered that less than twenty meters in front of him, the man was grabbing a handful of melon seeds and looking at him leisurely.
That half-smiling expression seemed to say, ‘Go on, I’m watching a show’…
What makes Abe Aozora even more desperate is that he seems to have returned to the place where he first escaped.
Even his feet stayed in the footprints left in the frost.
If it weren't for confirming that he had indeed launched more than a dozen teleportations.
Abe Aozora even had a moment where he suspected that he hadn't moved at all.
"Pfft, it doesn't matter. You can continue. I'll crack some melon seeds and wait."
The flute-playing clone spit out the melon seed peels and waved his hands with a smile.
Abe Aozora's expression froze, then he took a deep breath and started teleporting again.
This time, he mustered up all his strength and used his teleportation to its extreme.
Directly teleport out of the maximum distance that his mental power can currently reach.
1.5 kilometers…
3 kilometers…
9 kilometers…
15 kilometers…
Abe Aozora teleported ten times in a row.
After being promoted to the sixth level, his mental power has reached a range of 1.5 kilometers.
He had teleported more than a dozen times before, but now that he tried his best, he could only activate it a few more times.
However, he didn't know if he could stay away from that scary guy.
Looking up again, Abe Aozora suddenly despaired.
The man was still standing in front of him.
It's just that there are more melon seed peels on the ground.
"Bagya Road!"
Abe Aozora, who has always been known for his gentleness and elegance, couldn't help but curse.
Several space sharp blades appeared around the opponent and cut away fiercely.
However, the spatial blade was like a baby swallow returning to its nest, burrowing straight into the opponent's body.
Didn't make any waves.
"It seems that this is all you can do..."
The flute clone was a little disappointed.
Space corridor!
The moment he appeared, Abe Aozora was already in his domain space.
No matter which direction Abe Aozora moves, the final exit will be back to the location designated by the Fukiko clone.
This is a complete crushing of space control!
Just now, he had been trapping Abe Aozora with the space corridor.
I just want to see if the other party has any abilities that have not yet been revealed.
Unexpectedly, except for the initial space barrier, it was still visible.
Even the space cutting is unsatisfactory.
Not to mention teleportation, probably no more than forty times.
With Abe Aozora's sixth-level strength, this level is indeed not very good in his opinion.
The ability analyzed by Shu Ling is just an S-level space barrier.
Not particularly outstanding.
On the other hand, the mental power is not bad, and compared to the average sixth level, the casting distance is only one kilometer.
The range of 1.5 kilometers is considered very strong.
However, his current strength should be due to the spiritual fruit he ate back then.
Compared to Li Yuchan, Su Yu and Mu Ningxue, he was more than a little behind.
When the three of them reached the fifth level, their mental power range could reach one kilometer.
Now he has been promoted to the sixth level, and he has eaten some ancient lotus seeds.
The range of mental power is close to three kilometers.
It seems that the effect of that spiritual fruit is indeed much worse than that of ancient lotus seeds.
"Who are you?! What's the purpose of stopping me?"
Abe Aozora growled, his body trembling uncontrollably.
Big drops of sweat slid down his cheeks.
He felt an unprecedented death crisis, but his eyes were fixed on the other person.
As both space powers, Abe Aozora knew that he could not escape at all.
Just now, the opponent let him do what he wanted, but after so many teleportations, he didn't move at all.
The space-cutting blade was like a stone sinking into the sea, without causing a ripple.
This terrifying space ability made him feel desperate.
"You should die with your eyes wide open... It just so happens that many people still haven't closed their eyes."
The flute clone put away the melon seeds and opened his big hand to grab Abe Qingkong.
He murmured in his mouth, but he used pure Chinese.
Abe Qingkong actually understood this sentence.
His face turned pale in an instant, and he became extremely frightened.
In his field of vision, the big hand kept getting bigger and quickly turned into a giant hand covering the sky.
As a space-based psychic, Abe Qingkong understood it very well.
This was not his illusion, but the opponent's extremely terrifying space compression method.
The space around him that was constantly squeezing also showed all this.
"Ke Suo!"
In Abe Qingkong's desperate and unwilling roar, his figure quickly shrank.
Finally, it turned into a space gem and flew into the hands of the flute clone.
Looking at the amber-like gem, Abe Qingkong's expression of unwillingness and despair came to life.
No, he is indeed still alive.
But he will turn into ashes soon!
"Nongxue, you have to work harder."
"My reading value is used up a little too fast!"
The flute clone put away the space gem and did not forget to make fun of himself.
At this moment, thousands of space gems have been accumulated in the mustard seed space.
It is full of sealed Japanese superpowers.
Each one is like a lamb to be slaughtered, just waiting for the flute clone to be free to strip all their superpowers.
It takes one million points to strip an S-level superpower.
But stripping a B-level only requires 10,000 points, not to mention C-level, only 1,000 points.
Wang Mingyang no longer cares about those below C-level, so the flute clone bans all superpowers above C-level.
Abe Qingkong, who owns the S-class space fortress, is the first S-class supernatural person.
But he is definitely not the last one.
The flute clone turned his head and looked to the east, "Xiao Yu'er, this time you can change your sword god!"
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