Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

Chapter 258 Polnareff's Substitute Ability
"Your substitute ability?"

Hearing this, Iluso was subconsciously startled.

He was intimidated by Polnareff's sharp aura, and in a trance, he thought that the enemy had figured out some way to break through the mirror space, and then quietly brought his substitute in.

However, the reality clearly told Illuso:

The double named Silver Chariot was still standing blankly in the real world, and it never appeared beside Polnareff.

Polnareff's situation is no different from before, except that he has an ordinary crutch in his hand.

Can a cane make you so bloated?

This is who gave you the courage!

"Oh bluff."

"Your stand-in is still blocked outside, where do you get the stand-in ability?!"

Iluso spat bitterly.

But even he himself didn't realize that there was no disdain in his voice, but a faint solemnity.

Because he couldn't understand where Polnareff's confidence came from.

The unknown is the greatest threat, and Illuso's heart was involuntarily cast a haze.

"Man in the Mirror"

"Get rid of him quickly!"

Illusos couldn't see anything strange after thinking about it.

He could only bite the bullet and let the man in the mirror attack directly, using heavy and strong fists to test Polnareff's cards.

Then, at the moment when the person in the mirror shot
Polnareff's gaze was firmly locked on the fist of the man in the mirror, and every subtle movement of the enemy's attack was deeply imprinted in his mind.

Although nothing supernatural happened in fact, at this moment, the actions of the man in the mirror seemed to slow down infinitely in his eyes.

"I saw the flaw!"

Polnareff moved his wrist slightly.

The crutch erected on his chest immediately danced like a phantom.

In a trance, this ordinary crutch seemed to have really become a sharp sword.

The blade of the sword suddenly traced a splendid trajectory in mid-air, and soon pointed straight forward with a precise and powerful posture.

A sword stabbed straight out, and the blade pointed directly at the throat.

One inch long and one inch stronger, before the fist of the man in the mirror could approach, Polnareff staggered its arm with a sword, and stabbed it directly in the throat.

Although there is a saying that "only a stand-in can defeat a stand-in", in any case, a stand-in will always have a definite entity when performing physical attacks.

Since the substitute can actually smash the brick, then the brick can obviously also come into contact with the double.

Therefore, even mundane objects like crutches can still cause damage to the substitute as long as the user uses them properly.

Just like now, the throat of the man in the mirror was firmly stabbed by the crutches.

It trembled, and Dang even froze in place.

And this damage was fed back to Iluso's body in its original form, making him suddenly feel the heavy blow that pierced his throat.

"How. How. Like this?"

Iluso held his throat with difficulty, his entire face flushed from the pain.

But he instinctively thought that this accident was just a miss, so he immediately resisted the pain and ordered the man in the mirror to continue to attack Polnareff.

However, what happened next turned even worse.

Just as the man in the mirror raised his fist, Polnareff over there swung his cane like a prophet.

He first deflected the attack by deflecting the man in the mirror's arm with a skillful force, and then stabbed forward three times with lightning speed, each of which stabbed the man in the mirror's chest accurately. .

The brute force of the man in the mirror didn't do anything at all.

It is like a clumsy elephant with no energy, being played wantonly by the agile and fierce lion.

Under Polnareff's three consecutive stabbing swords, its body immediately trembled uncontrollably.

"what--"

Iluso just covered his throat, and now he covered his chest again.

He only felt a surge of energy and blood in his chest, and the place where he was directly stabbed was in excruciating pain.

And it was because Polnareff was not using a real weapon. If he had used a real sword, Illuso would have died countless times in just a few seconds.

"Damn it. Could it be?"

At this moment, the doubts in Iluso's heart were answered.

He finally experienced, in a very bad way, what Polnareff meant by "stand-in ability":
"Swordsmanship, that kind of swordsmanship"

"So it's the ability that this guy has cultivated himself?"

Illuso roared in disbelief.

Although Polnareff has never revealed his stand-in ability, Iluso can also tell from the various performances of the silver chariot that the stand-in's ability is probably the unfathomable swordsmanship.

After all, in the absence of any signs of other abilities, this miraculous swordsmanship can barely be regarded as a stand-in ability.

But Illuso never expected it.
The only swordsmanship on the silver chariot body that can touch the word "ability" was actually honed by Polnareff himself over time.

The person who knows swordsmanship is not a double at all, but the messenger of the double.

Stand-in ability, stand-in ability, the word has even changed its meaning here - the silver chariot is a stand-in, and Polnareff has the ability.

And looking back, I only looked at the silver chariot itself.
"Isn't this just a blank slate with no capabilities?"

Iluso couldn't help expressing the shock in his heart.

"What a disrespectful statement"

"The silver chariot is not a blank slate, it is the companion I have relied on since childhood."

"If it wasn't for letting it fully display its abilities, I wouldn't have developed such superb sword skills as I am now."

Polnareff tightly held the "sword" in his hand.

He couldn't help but recall the surprise and joy when he accidentally awakened his substitute as a child, as well as the beauty and plainness of exercising swordsmanship with the silver chariot in countless suns and moons.

Those memories, those pasts, finally made this powerful self:

"That's right, the sword skills I have honed in countless battles with Silver Chariot."

"It's my 'substitute ability'!"

Polnareff suddenly stood up and drew his sword.

He turned passive into active, and launched an attack on the person in the mirror with a nimble and swift posture.

Although the photogenic person is far superior in strength, at this moment, facing the bruised Polnareff and an ordinary crutch, Illuso actually had a lingering fear in his heart .

"The man in the mirror, stop him!"

Such cries are meaningless.

Polnareff with the long sword in his hand seemed to be a completely different person.

Although his strength has not become stronger and his speed has not increased, his movements have become nimble, quick and unpredictable.

At this moment, the crutch seemed to be an extension of his limbs, pouring his relatively insignificant power to the enemy's weakest point in the most perfect and precise way.

Just like that, Polnareff stabbed the knee joint of the person in the mirror with his sword, raised his hand and swung his sword to slap his shoulder and arm away.

Every movement of the man in the mirror will be interrupted just right by the snake-like sword.

And Polnareff broke through the defense line of the man in the mirror as if entering no one's land, and the sword pointed directly at Illuso's body standing not far away
Iluso finally realized clearly that his situation was over.

Relying on his comparatively clumsy and clumsy fighting skills, as well as the extremely limited power of the man in the mirror, it is impossible for him to fight head-on with Polnareff, who has become a master swordsman.

Now he can only stand there helplessly, watching Polnareff easily break through the barrier of the person in the mirror with his crutches, and then attack him, the "armor" compared to the stand-in A lower, easier-to-kill body.

"no solution anymore."

Illuso's eyes flickered.

Facing Polnareff who was approaching with his sword in hand, he raised the car rearview mirror he was holding tightly in his hand without hesitation.

He turned the rearview mirror to face himself, and stretched out his arm straight to the mirror.

At this moment, the mirror in front of Illuso seemed to have turned into a liquid, and strange, wonderful, and visible ripples began to appear on the originally flat mirror surface.

For Polnareff, this mirror can only be regarded as a "display screen" that can see the outside world, but for Illuso, the owner of the mirror world, the mirror is a portal through which he can pass freely.

As long as he wants, he can return to the real world through the mirror in his hand at any time.

Just like now, Iluso's body quickly disappeared from the mirror, and he was about to escape to the real world on the other side.

"Oops!"

Polnareff's heart skipped a beat.

Because Iruso decisively adopted the coping method he was most worried about:

He is indeed very powerful in swordsmanship master mode, but what he holds in his hand is a crutch instead of a real sword after all.

But the reality is not a martial arts novel, a gun without a tip just cannot stab people to death.

The lethality of crutches is extremely limited, no matter how strong his swordsmanship is, it is impossible to instantly kill an opponent with a wooden stick.Not to mention killing people, he couldn't even destroy the enemy's ability to move in a short period of time.

And Iluso is the master of this mirror world.

As long as he looks in the mirror, he can escape to another world through the mirror at any time.

At that time, Illuso doesn't even need to do anything more.

As long as he waited obediently in the real world, Polnareff, who was locked in the mirror world, would starve to death within a few days.

Polnareff was most worried about this situation, so he rushed directly to Illuso's body recklessly.

But Iluso's reaction was faster than he was worried.

Just as Polnareff came forward with his sword in hand, Iluso had already escaped half of his body.

"stop!"

"Don't try to run away!"

Polnareff instinctively wanted to grab the remaining half of his body and try his best to prevent Illuso from escaping.

Then, the moment he hastily stretched out his hand
In the rearview mirror of the car, another hand suddenly stretched out.

Iluso, who hadn't fully escaped to the real world, unexpectedly returned to the mirror world on his own initiative.

In turn, he grabbed Polnareff's hand that was stretched out to grab him, and there was a sneer on his solemn face before:
"Run away, do you think I'm running away?"

"Idiot. I'm just luring you into this open 'passage'."

Iluso tightly grasped Polnareff's arm, and tried his best to drag him towards the mirror that turned into a space channel.

Caught off guard, Polnareff felt his body uncontrollably dumping into another world.

He didn't know why Iruso did this.

But he instinctively felt an unprecedented danger.

Therefore, Polnareff immediately raised his crutch and stabbed at Illuso, trying to force the opponent to let go with his powerful sword strike.

But Ilusuo persisted without dodging or dodging, gritting his teeth and not letting go even though he was beaten to the point of bleeding.

"Hahaha"

"You still can't kill me!"

"As long as I don't die, I will never let go."

Iluso bit his blood-stained lips, and laughed wildly and firmly:

"Then, Broomhead, you should really want to return to the real world, right?"

"Don't worry, I'll let you out now!"

"but--"

"Only 'half' of you can walk!"

(End of this chapter)