They've already fought their way through the Holy Grail War, and you still call them dragons?

No, he had just talked with Old Tang about Atlas Academy a few days ago, and Old Tang came back with a surprise that was incredibly unexpected...

Is it that Emiya’s mouth is blessed, or is it that Old Tang, you really have a trick?

"Hey, brother, don't disbelieve me. I'm not lying to you. My memories are all back now. I remember this set of seven deadly sins. It's what I brought back from the Atlas Institute. And now I feel like my brain is working really well. It seems like there are several computing personalities in it, Old Tang No. 1, Old Tang No. 2, Old Tang No. 3..."

As he spoke, Old Tang concentrated and held his breath. Two seconds later, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Emiya's handsome face pointing at him, "Brother, use some strength and hit here!"

"Is this a real fight or a fake fight?"

"Stop talking nonsense and get real! Today, I'll show you what real skills are! I'm no longer the same old Tang who was defeated. I'm the super-evolved Tang!"

Seeing this, Emiya raised his fist, suddenly exerted force with his arm to throw a right hook... It was a fake move, but in fact he raised his leg and kicked out like a whip.

But Old Tang seemed to have known this was going to happen in advance, and he took a small step to avoid Emiya's leg.

Hey, you can’t hit it, right?

Unconvinced, Emiya flew up and unleashed a series of fatal kicks. Old Tang raised his head, smiled evilly, and began to perform the Light Footsteps, using micromanipulation to move forward with great vigor.

"No buddy, are you really cheating?"

Old Tang rolled his eyes. "How can you call what an alchemist does cheat?! What I do is called combat intelligence... As soon as you start fighting, the several personalities in my head connect with each other and analyze your moves furiously, like a supercomputer, and then I can figure out every move and routine—"

"Hey, brother Emiya, as soon as you make a move, I know what you're going to do next."

Hahaha! The inflated Old Tang laughed wildly in his heart, finally feeling the pride of his increased combat power. If I can even predict the future, doesn’t that mean I’m almost invincible?

What hero Emiya? He is just a mortal who was born in a time before I, Old Tang, awakened!

"Come again!" Emiya also exhaled, and the magic power in his body began to surge and flow rapidly.

This time he was serious about it. He had been practicing different styles of martial arts with Zhou Minhao and other Zhou family members before, and he had a vague and ambiguous feeling.

That feeling is not a sixth sense, but a pure physical sensation.

"..." Emiya took a stance. This was different from Old Tang's fighting style where he quickly used his brain to calculate the opponent's fighting style. What he needed was to empty his brain and let his body do it.

Old Tang on the opposite side was just about to say, "Just come if you want to," but after thinking about it, his face suddenly became serious. "Oh no, I can't figure out what this is. The calculation pressure is a bit too much."

Whoosh!

Without any warning, Emiya rushed over, and Old Tang gritted his teeth and attacked forward - the two of them were still in the room, and they couldn't let their opponent corner them!

Emiya rushed over at a speed like a cheetah, but Old Tang was no pushover. He had already calculated that Emiya would suddenly duck and then deliver a snake-like punch from the blind spot on his left side.

Whoosh! The air in the room exploded, and Old Tang dodged it lightly before the sound of the wind could reach him. Then, their figures crossed, but Old Tang didn't let up.

In his next move, Emiya stomps the floor, pivoting on his waist to deliver a powerful blow. From a distance, it looks like a flying dragon, unrestrained by inertia, swerving at will! This is the "Swimming Dragon, Turning Like an Eagle" Baguazhang!

Old Tang, anticipating this, turned and clasped his hands together. With a bang, the sound of the clapping filled the room like someone striking a mighty bell! The magical power gathered in their palms overflowed and burst forth, echoing like thunder in the air!

However, Old Tang wasn't a skilled martial artist after all. His surging magic power was too much for him to react quickly, and he was beaten back. He could have used his magic power to set fire to the enemy, but that wouldn't happen. If he got angry, he might accidentally set the house on fire.

However, with this force, Old Tang was able to dodge diagonally, because he had anticipated that Emiya's attack was a chain of palm strikes. He seemed to be in great danger, but in fact he faced it calmly, letting Emiya's next palm pass by his cheek.

However, what Old Tang hadn't expected was a sudden change! Emiya's palm suddenly changed into a fist, and just before his cheek was about to avoid it, the fist suddenly stretched out half a foot!

Old Tang hadn't expected this. He could only stare blankly with his eyes bulging as the fist in front of him rapidly enlarged - what the hell is this Tongbiquan!

With a bang, Old Tang, who had originally had a smug look on his face, was hit head-on before he could dodge. He fell backward and landed heavily on the solid wood floor.

Old Tang, lying on the ground, covered the half of his face that was hit, gasped twice, and after a while he recovered, he said with a face full of resentment:

"Oh, don't hit someone in the face. Old Tang, my kung fu isn't up to par. Brother Emiya, at least you know the difference and give me some leeway."

"..." Emiya was speechless, thinking, aren't you the one who really wants me to hit you?

Now that you know you can’t win, you don’t pretend to be an expert anymore?

Old Tang stood up with a swift, energetic jerk, covering his face with one hand and waving the other, declaring he was done with fighting and no longer wanted to be a master. Then he quietly asked why Emiya had changed his tactics this time; even he couldn't figure it out.

Emiya explained that this was a combat skill called "Mind's Eye," which allowed one to predict an opponent's movements based on pure physical combat experience. Simply put, it relied on accumulated experience to predict on the spot, and the more experience one had, the more accurate one's predictions became.

...Old Tang, although your ability to predict the future is amazing, I know the intelligence behind it, and I've just roughly seen how long you can predict the future. So, as long as you can adjust your strategy based on your ability to predict the future, and block the route step by step so that you can't escape, you'll be done.

Seeing this, Old Tang said, "Fuck!" It seems that my ability to predict the future is useless in front of a martial arts master. He must have swift punches and kicks and exquisite body movements. Once he gets close to me, he will rely on his experience to block all my escape routes. What should I do?

Emiya shook his finger and said, "That's not certain. If someone can predict you, then you can just predict their predictions." Predictions cancel each other out, so the competition now is about who can predict further.

At that time, the person who can predict the furthest will be in control of the overall situation and will be invincible.

Old Tang was very excited after hearing this. It seemed like he still had a chance to become a master?

But how can we practice longer-range prediction?

Emiya took up his stance again. "Want to learn? I'll teach you."

Let me tell you, the secret to this is just one word: practice. Practice makes perfect. Play with me more and you'll figure it out for yourself. Besides, my mind and vision also need constant battles and accumulation. You practice, I practice, and we improve together.

Old Tang looked flustered, with a dull pain on one side of his cheek. Are you sure it's not because of... the last time I left you to Lord Wa and left alone, you're taking revenge on me?

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Chapter 30 Nono: Come and kill my whole family

Chen family manor.

Nuonuo carefully avoided the muscular security guards patrolling around. The mixed-race security guards, who looked like muscular men, were stationed almost every five steps and every ten steps.

But she seemed to have figured out their patrol patterns and even the blind spots of the surveillance cameras in advance, so she sneaked out with cat-like steps.

To be honest, she has not had an easy time during this period. Although her father did not say it openly, it is certain that the situation of the Chen family is getting worse.

Those brothers and sisters who usually had time to chat with her, bully her and exclude her have disappeared. The older ones are probably sent out to carry out some tasks, and the younger ones are also staying at home and not allowed to walk around.

As for her, Nuonuo, her father's daughter, who had been chosen by his father to marry into the Gattuso family, was placed under strict surveillance. In Chen's father's opinion, Nuonuo would definitely oppose the marriage due to her rebellious character and try to escape secretly.

That's why Nuonuo hated this family so much. They said they loved her the most, but then they sent her away, sacrificing her to become nutrients for the growth of the Chen Group...

Because of this, what Chen's father never expected was that a family enemy happened to sneak into the house and come to the door, so Nuonuo decisively went up to contact him and act as an insider.

Nuonuo came to a forest inside the family estate that no one had ever entered to patrol. She glanced around and counted three times, one, two, three, and found a tall, thriving ginkgo tree. Speaking of which, there were also two trees planted in front of her house, one ginkgo tree and the other ginkgo tree...

Nuonuo walked around under the tree and found the spot, then dug a shallow pit. A satellite phone tightly packed in a bag lay quietly there.

Soon after the call was connected, a cold female voice was heard, with a stern attitude as if she had the aura of a queen.

"That's 32 seconds later than the scheduled contact time, Miss Nono."

Nono, the rebellious little witch at home, was actually humble at this moment. "Sorry, Master Ninja, I almost bumped into a security guard coming out of the restroom. I... I took a detour."

On the other side of the phone, when Mai Jude heard the middle school honorific "Ninja Master", her mouth twitched and she almost got goose bumps... Forget it, if a person doesn't behave like a middle school student, he will not be wasted in his youth. She will not bother with the rebellious little girl.

"I won't waste your time. Our communication time is limited. I've figured out the security guards' movements around your house, so you know they'll be coming in to check if you're in the room in less than 10 minutes."

Nuonuo pursed her lips helplessly. Although Father Chen would not install surveillance cameras in her room, the checks every 10 minutes ensured that even if she bypassed the surrounding security patrols, she would not have time to escape from this vast private estate.

"Now, remember every word I say. The time for our final planned operation is not far away. I need you to help us gather crucial intelligence."

Nuonuo's eyes lit up and his face lit up with joy when he heard this. "Are you going to break in? Master, when will you come over..."

When will you come and help me overthrow the entire Chen family and save me from this dire straits?

Nuonuo was waiting impatiently, getting extremely anxious. If she wasn't such a drag, she might have planned to join the fight too.

Ever since she learned that she had established connections with the Chen family's enemies and that her family was secretly conducting "unknown inhumane experiments" in a certain base, she often dreamed of her destiny being fulfilled, wielding a signal axe to slay her relatives for the sake of justice, clean up her family, and rise to prominence...

Well, at this age, Nono is still a child who has not yet entered society, so it is inevitable that he has frequent attacks of paranoia.

"Tsk, stop talking nonsense. You have nothing to do with our operations, and the time of the operation cannot be disclosed. Now listen carefully. Your father will probably come to the manor for a symbolic inspection after the company project meeting tonight. You can take this opportunity to tell your father..."

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That night, Chen's father was puzzled that Nuonuo, who had been avoiding him as much as possible, actually took the initiative to find him and said that she had something to do.

"Mo Tong, you've grown up so much, it's time for you to be sensible. The Gattuso family is now a top-tier mixed-blood family, and the eldest son of the current head of the family is also a well-known and well-reputed nobleman in the Western aristocratic circle. Your life after marrying into the family will definitely not be bad."

"Mo Tong, I know you don't fit in with this family, but it doesn't matter. Every child has that period. As long as you behave and go to Gattuso's house, Daddy promises not to interfere with your decision anymore..."

Father Chen was trying to be nice, and he thought that Nono was looking for him to protest the marriage. That wouldn't work, as he had already contacted Frost, Gattuso's acting head of the family.

Frost's attitude was ambiguous. He didn't agree or refuse immediately. He just said to wait a few days and give a reply when he had time.

Based on his understanding of the Gattuso family's previous "concubine selection", he will definitely observe Nono's performance openly and secretly. This time he can't let her act crazy.

"No, father, that's not what I want to say. Also, I emphasize again and again that I am not Mo Tong but Nuonuo!"

Nuonuo's face was as cold as ice. She had no interest in Gattuso or anything like that. Haha, what about a marriage? You wish! Wait a minute, there will be a "father's love and daughter's filial piety" and your whole family will be overturned!

"Okay, then...what can I do for you, Nono?"

"Father," Nuonuo followed Jiude Mai's instructions, and her acting skills came into play. Her voice suddenly became ethereal and high-pitched, and her beautiful eyes opened, revealing unprecedented sadness and desolation.

"...I was passively put into a profile mode today, and I seemed to be seeing scenes from ancient times. I was wearing priestly attire, which was pure white and seemed to be a luxurious gauze dress with intricate patterns. At that time, I was speaking to a black king who was about to wear a crown..."

boom!

Father Chen's body moved suddenly and he almost jumped out of his chair. He seemed to be shocked by Nuonuo's words to the point of losing his composure. Greed and fanaticism flashed in his eyes, but he returned to normal in just a moment.

"Good, very good! My dear daughter, don't panic. This is the destiny in your blood. Go, let's go to a place that can help you unlock the secret."

Father Chen clapped his hands, and a large group of mixed-race armed men immediately rushed into the spacious room.

They rushed up and gave Nono, who was caught off guard, a dose of anesthetic, and then put Nono in a thick black hood, a long black bag and a metal chain and tied him up tightly. Their movements were very skillful and well-trained, and it was obviously not the first time they had done this. Chen's father just watched coldly the whole time.

There was still only Nuonuo in his eyes, but it was no longer the look of looking at his daughter, but the look of observing some kind of experimental subject.

The armed men sent Nuonuo onto the transport vehicle, but what they didn't notice was that a wisp of black smoke, almost invisible in the middle of the night, floated into the car the moment the door opened.

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Chapter 31 Nono: What am I?

In a medium-sized transport truck heading to an unknown destination.

Jiude Mai held her breath and kept silent. There were obviously more than ten mixed-blood members with strong auras in the car, but they didn't notice her standing in the corner.

Her figure was as dark as the background of the night, like pieces of ink mixed in a ball of ink. No one could notice anything unusual without a large flashlight.

Serial number 69, Word Spirit·Dark Illumination.

This word spirit allowed her to transform into a shadow amidst the light, rendering her undetectable within her own domain. Even if she concentrated, she would only see a faint, smoke-like light and shadow. As for nighttime, without any targeted means, she could easily infiltrate Wushuang.

"...Why is it so dark all this way? Doesn't the Chen family's driver even use his headlights to look at the road?"

Jude Mai complained inwardly. This way, she wouldn't be able to explore the route at the same time... But it didn't matter, the micro-locator would take action anyway.

She was bored in the carriage. As the best infiltrator among the three nannies in the Little Devil Team, she naturally became the contact person for secret contact with Nono.

Of course, it was impossible for Nono to be revealed with detailed information. She only knew that the contact person was a ninja master, and she had no idea about the name of the organization or its general outline.

Ever since the partnership with Emiya and the Zhou family was established, Jude Mai had been in charge of the Chen family's covert operations. This included infiltrating the Chen family estate to understand the building structure and personnel configuration, and also approaching the rebellious Chen family girl to see if she was suitable as an insider.

Jiude Mai's eyes would occasionally glance at Nuonuo, who was lying on the ground and was covered in a sack and unconscious.

The boss said that this girl whose real name is Chen Motong is the best candidate. As long as you brag about yourself and say that you are the number one enemy of the Chen family, this girl will surrender to you in a minute.

"That's really true."

Looking at Nuonuo, whose mind was full of "fatherly love and daughter filial piety" but who obeyed her words, Jiude Mai nodded secretly.

She thought to herself that although her elusive boss always issued strange tasks, with unique goals and reasons that were never repeated, and his riddle skills were unparalleled... In short, he had a lot of strange flaws, but his information was really accurate and never wrong.

Including this time.

Not long ago, the boss declared: "It's time to stir up a bloody storm, let the evil and cruel truth of the innocent stand on the table of vision, and force the ignorant to face it..."

This was the standard riddle-man opening before the boss gave out the task. Then the boss would begin to instruct Jiude Mai on what to do when contacting Nono.

In other words, let Nono lie and say that he passively triggered a profile of a certain scene.

The so-called profiling refers to inferring a person's psychological state based on his or her behavior, so as to analyze the corresponding personality, living environment, occupation, growth background, etc. This thing is very common in detective novels, but Nono's profiling is a special ability that is not a word spirit.

Jude Mai has collected relevant information. Nono's profile does not require any contact with people. She can directly deduce past events and characters by contacting relevant objects or environments, or even without contact.

This is more like "clairvoyance" than a profile.

Therefore, Nono has a nickname - "Little Witch".

But what special meaning does the profile written for Chen’s father this time have?

Jiude Mai pondered quietly in her heart, randomly picking out a few key words... ancient times, black, white, could it be talking about the story of the Black King and the White King?

But aren't the Chen family of mixed blood from Shenzhou? How did the descendants of Shenzhou's Black King become related to the White King? How could the little witch Nuonuo's profiling abilities be so incredible?