Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

Chapter 198 The Third Level of Marking

Only then did Anthony realize to his horror that the constant moans of pain beside him had disappeared.

Because at the moment when Bugarati's half of his arm disappeared out of thin air, the real owner of this arm, the addict who was seriously injured, had been swallowed into the different space in the black-skinned toad's belly along with his own arm. inside.

"Totally lied to."

Anthony pursed his lips tightly, and his heart was full of waves:

He thought he had superimposed three layers of marks on Bucciarati, but in fact, the three attack opportunities just now were wasted on that useless drug addict.

As for Bugarati himself, there is no fish-shaped mark on his body now.

As the main force of the output, the steel chain fingers only have a layer of fish-shaped marks left on their bodies that have not had time to disappear.

Bugarati's eyes were full of determination.

He believes he can win.

Because the little trick of embedding flowers and plants instead of peaches and stiffs just now helped him gain extremely valuable time to advance, allowing them to break through this supposedly fatal line of defense without any damage.

At this moment, the two of them have approached one meter in front of Anthony at the same time.

In the next moment, the steel chain fingers will launch a fatal attack on Anthony's body.

The attack speed of the black-skinned toad is indeed extremely fast, but in this short moment, even that swift and long tongue can only attack once at most.

So, here comes the question:
At present, there is only time to imprint 1 layer of marks, and Bucciarati has 0 layers of marks on his body, and Steel Chain Finger has 1 layer of marks on him, so who should Anthony brand the marks on to save himself?
Between the flashes, Anthony gave his correct answer:
"Of course I—"

"King of the river!"

Facing the blue fist figure that was close at hand, Anthony unexpectedly did not show any panic.

The wide and thick tongue suddenly tightened in mid-air, and immediately, like a dark red lightning, it jumped over the steel chain fingers and Bucciarati who were sprinting away with all their strength, and rushed straight to Anthony who was further away.

"what?"

Bugarati's pupils shrank.

The usual calm between his brows was quietly broken, and a touch of surprise burst out of his bright blue eyes uncontrollably:
"He let the double hit him with his tongue?"

During this almost static time, under Bugarati's surprised gaze, Anthony slowly raised his arms to meet the long dark red tongue rushing toward his face.

On the exposed wrist as the cuff slipped off, two dark red fish-shaped marks were shining brightly.

"Do you think I'm going to fight without preparing anything, Bugarati?"

"Before the battle started, I had already imprinted two layers of marks on myself!"

As soon as the words fell, before the blue fist shadow of the steel chain fingers hit with all its strength, the long, tough and soft tongue licked Anthony's arm lightly with great restraint.

The third fish-shaped mark was instantly branded.

The black-skinned toad opened its mouth wide, and the invisible power of space was activated instantly.

Anthony disappeared from the spot without a sound, leaving only a piece of air in front of the steel chain fingers and Buccarati.

The fist was empty.

The final blow that Buccarati sacrificed his life in exchange for with all his wisdom, just fell through.

"miscalculated"

Bugarati's complexion sank:
"I didn't expect that that kind of spatial ability could be used on the stand-in messenger himself."

"If he can control the disappearing objects to reappear at will, that ability is simply a perfect protection for him."

He turned around slowly and looked at the tall black-skinned toad warily.

After the owner disappeared, it seemed to have lost its target of action and just stood there blankly.

But this situation only lasted for a short moment.

Anthony, who hid in a different space, really couldn't spy on the outside world, and even controlled the river king to fight, but he could at least control the black-skinned toad to spit himself out.

that's it.
Just now Buccarati turned around with a solemn expression. Anthony, who was almost killed by the steel chain fingers before, appeared beside the black-skinned toad, safe and sound.

The distance between the two sides was extended to two meters again.

Everything went back to the beginning, back to the time when Bugarati decided to attack Anthony himself.

But this time, he has no second "prosthetic hand" available.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Anthony quietly hid behind the black-skinned toad, and laughed loudly with the voice that became so excited during the life-and-death struggle:

"The boss taught me that the most important thing in stand-in fighting is to count one step ahead of others and keep one more hand."

"It's a pity that you saved an extra hand, but you haven't been able to count on me yet."

He smiled so lightly that it was as if the victory of the battle was all his.

But I have to say that Anthony does have the capital to laugh out loud now:
In that fake hand, now Buccarati doesn't have any "shield" that can help block his tongue.

If he continued to fight, he would really have to use his body to meet the enemy.

And the sprint just now has been personally verified
In the short distance of two or three meters, the time it took to break through the defense and rush to Anthony was enough for the black-skinned toad to launch up to four attacks.

Four attacks means that 4 layers of marks can be superimposed.

This also means that the enemy can guarantee that one of Bugarati and the steel chain finger will disappear before Bugarati successfully breaks through the defense line.

"This is enough!"

Bugarati's eyes were on fire.

He knew that he had no way out, but in this extremely dangerous situation, he was still able to fight for a chance:
"I really don't have a 'shield' that stops my tongue."

"But you have already consumed the marks you have imprinted on yourself just now, and it is too late to replenish them now."

"You and I can no longer use the previous tricks, now"

"It's time to really fight head-on!"

Buccarati tensed all his muscles, and rushed towards Anthony suddenly.

He didn't hesitate or pause, or Anthony would have had time to rebrand himself.

And if he launches an attack now, the opponent must decide whether to give priority to self-protection or to attack first.

Anthony's options are:
"Kill them!"

He believed that he would win this final fight.

The huge dark red tongue shot out suddenly, and quickly struck towards Bugarati and the steel chain fingers.

"Steel chain fingers!"

Buccarati pushed the steel chain finger up without hesitation.

This is a multiple-choice question that does not need to be answered. If one must be swallowed between him and his double, then naturally the one that is sacrificed cannot be his vital body.

If the main body is gone, the existence of a substitute will be meaningless.

So, when the dark red tongue attacked at high speed, the steel chain fingers immediately greeted it head-on, waving their fists.

It tried to grab the tongue with both hands.

But the long tongue is like a slippery loach, just touching the steel chain finger for a moment, leaving a fish-shaped mark, and then retracting back without a flash.

"Second floor."

A gleam flashed in Anthony's eyes:
Counting the marks left before, the marks on the steel chain fingers have superimposed to two layers.

In the next attack, the steel chain finger will be swallowed, and his enemy will only be left with a "broken hand" Bugarati.

"Come again!"

Everything is happening as Anthony imagined.

The giant tongue shot out again, and a phantom struck in the air.

From the perspective of an ordinary bystander, Buccarati seems to be fighting a shadow right now.

He couldn't dodge it at all, he could only let the steel chain fingers that already had two layers of marks continue to block attacks for his body.

at last
"the third floor!"

Bugarati had just broken through a short distance of one meter, and his swift and huge tongue had already launched two consecutive attacks.

A full three marks were imprinted on the steel chain fingers at the same time, and the invisible space ability was activated instantly.

At this moment, the steel chain fingers disappeared.

Bugarati couldn't feel the existence of his substitute at all, and he was the only one left on the battlefield at this time.

Anthony was grinning triumphantly at him, and that nightmarish giant tongue struck again without stopping.

But Bugarati still did not give up:
"There is still a chance. There is still a chance!"

He gritted his teeth, raised his only remaining arm, and punched Anthony with all his might.

At this moment, Bucciarati is indeed very close to Anthony.

But now he has no substitute, no "shield", and there is nothing that can help him stop the attack of that swift and giant tongue.

"level one!"

Anthony counted silently in his heart.

The dark red giant tongue mercilessly hit Buccarati's body, causing him to stagger.

"Second floor!"

Bugarati still refused to give up.

Against the giant tongue that struck again, he used his life to break through the last inch of distance:
boom!
The moment after Ju Tong struck for the second time, the punch landed heavily on Anthony's face.

Buccarati took advantage of the situation and swooped forward, throwing Anthony to the ground with a punch.

But Anthony laughed instead.

Regardless of the blood that suddenly overflowed from the corner of his mouth, he just stared at Buccarati who was crushing himself to the ground with excited red eyes:

"Your fist isn't heavy enough, Bugarati!"

"If you don't knock me out this time, you'll never have another chance—"

"The third layer of markings is complete!"

(End of this chapter)