The similarity with Killua's footwork is that they both deliberately lowered the center of gravity under their feet, and their bodies were like erratic ghosts. They moved a distance in an instant, and then moved towards their target in a specific rhythm.

This should be something similar to a trick.

It does not belong to physical talent, nor does it belong to the blessing of lyricism. It is the result of pure acquired training.

So when he saw him using a trick that was very similar to Killua during the movement, he subconsciously overlapped the figures of the two people in his mind. What should be the relationship between them, otherwise it would not be such a coincidence.

Standing behind a tree, my eyes fixed on the two figures.

For Okata, the bystander, he was very curious about how strong this young man who showed his strange face was! Judging from the intuition and lyricism alone, his strength should be a little higher than his opponent.

But in Okata's eyes, when the strong man with a spear placed beside him suddenly stood up, he felt that he underestimated this as a target for being hunted!

"Roar!" The man shouted loudly, and his arm swung the sharp spear hard, facing the direction of the strange man attacking, he stabbed it fiercely and forcefully. The sudden sound of breaking through the air was like a lightning slashing through the sky and blew in his ears. But what he encountered seemed to be a more perverted existence!

The strange man, full of nails, was stuck in his feet. As his feet stopped, his body slowed down, the spear stabbed straight into his chest, and the disguised face was lukewarm and hot, staring at all this expressionlessly, and suddenly he moved all over.

The seemingly strange body and face all trembled strangely.

Immediately afterwards, Okata felt the strange energy fluctuations!

It's very cold and very sudden.

It is a thought that opens from the man's body instantly, as if a circle of ripples were brought up in a calm picture. Only those who are also the ones who are lying abilities can realize that his body has condensed into the "refining" formed by lying abilities.

Immediately afterwards, rows of steel nails were stimulated from his body and shot towards the man who took the initiative to attack the opposite side.

Then the strange man's footsteps shook. His body quickly bypassed the spear that pierced over, and the changes happened at this moment were like his figure blurring in place, and then appeared in other places, completing the process of the image disappearing. He quickly took a few steps back, opened the distance from the strange man, and looked at the terrifying opponent with a pale face, his eyes full of fear.

As expected, no matter how powerful an ordinary person is, under the special perception generated by the lyricism ability, any action or attack does not need to be captured with his eyes, so that he can judge what actions the opponent takes.

In addition, he also has a very terrifying ability even if he does not use his lyrics. He is completely a demon as terrifying as Xisuo.

Okata's eyes fell motionless, the strange man standing there, his figure was dull and thinking of a puppet. Only he knew that all this was an illusion. The real person should have hidden some of his strength and only showed some of his abilities to deal with this fearless hunter exam in his opinion.

The weird man stood opposite the prey, fearless.

The man holding the spear was shot by several steel nails, and the wound had not completely dried up.

Although the two people are in a stalemate on the surface, in fact, this man holding a spear is not only injured, but also has indelible fear in his heart. A person can suffer heavy physical damage, but the inner world must be able to hold on.

The result has been guessed, and it has no meaning.

Okata withdrew his gaze. He felt that he had roughly understood the strength of this strange man. Although it was a corner of Lengshan, it was enough.

If the fifth round of exams requires a fight between the candidates, then the person he is least willing to meet now is this man. The reason is not that he is very scary, his strength can completely suppress himself, but because Okata knows very well that his movement speed is not as fast as this man. Most of the lyricism he has just mastered is used for melee combat. Once the speed cannot keep up with the other party's rhythm, it is easy to become passive.

Xisuo's speed is very fast, but that manifestation comes from the body's talent and practice.

In addition to his own speed, this man also has footwork as a modification. Okabaya just witnessed it with his own eyes. In an instant, the strange man's figure blurred in place. Even though he was a bystander, he could not see how he did it.

However, Okabata can roughly understand the man's nature. He should only use this kind of footwork when attacking. As for avoiding and distance, how could a arrogant guy do it?

So once the battle starts, Ogata can take advantage of the other party's high self-support and use the special nature of his ability to directly teach him a lesson that will never be forgotten for life.

While his mind was jumping, the weird man had already finished the battle. He hit the guy holding the spear and fell to his knees on the ground, and then fainted in pain.

When Okara's eyes returned there, he saw the strange man Shiran fumbled out of the fainted guy, and then took away his famous brand.

It seems that this famous brand is his goal, and he has obtained three points of value!

At this moment, the weird man put the number plate back into his pocket of his clothes, and then his eyes seemed to be aware of it, and his eyes flashed with chills through the false face.

"Did you find yourself?" Oka's eyes flashed.

The next second when the weird man looked over, a very familiar voice sounded in Ogata's ear.

Bang! It's a gunshot!

In this relatively retro and even medieval world, Okabaya had hardly heard the sound of firearms. So at this time, he was also stunned when he suddenly caught the gunshot.

However, the gunshot was obviously not aimed at him, but to find the figure of the strange man.

The so-called mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole behind it seems that the guy who is staring at the strange man probably knows that his strength is very terrifying, so he adopts this relatively smart approach.

The moment the bullet was shot out, the strange man disappeared!

Very fast.

Okata's eyes had never left there, but it seemed as if he had closed his eyes. The moment the picture skipped the frame, it seemed that the figure had left the place and completely disappeared from his sight.

With the perception of his ability to lie, Okabaya quickly locked in the figure that had disappeared from the strange man with his breath.

When he looked over again, he found that the man had broken into the bushes not far away from him!

The rustling sound was accompanied by a terrifying scream.

Okara's eyes stumbled over, a woman holding a musket tightly was strangled by a strange man's throat with his hands, and his whole body was raised. "Please let me go, give me the number plate and give you the number plate!"…

She was frightened and made noises intermittently through her throat, struggling desperately.

Obviously, she is good at sniping and ambushing, and her skills are a bit disappointing.

The strange man showed no mercy or compassion. He took the gun on the woman's hand and pointed it at her chest, with a "bang".

Blood splattered, and there was another corpse in the cold-blooded picture.

Seeing all this, Okata didn't feel so shocked. He just sighed that after this exam, I don't know how many people would die. A scene like this should be happening and staged constantly, right? After all, this exam simulates the cruelty of the hunter world, and no one can sympathize or feel sorry for it.

After the weird man left, Okara walked to the front of the dead body.

The female corpse had a bullet shattered on her chest and had no chance of survival. She approached her and looked at the bleeding hole in her chest. With her professional qualities of forensics, she immediately judged the cause of death.

Speaking of which, this is also an occupational disease. Every time I encounter a corpse, no matter how it dies, I have to roughly guess the death process.

Okara squatted down, his eyes flowed, and when he looked at the corpse, he suddenly thought of something!

He stretched out his hand, touched the wound of the corpse, which was still bleeding, dipped blood in the palm of his palm, then applied it to his face, and then got some blood and grabbed it on his clothes.

Until Okata looked like he was seriously injured.

He deliberately made himself very embarrassed, and then limped towards the forest center, a place with relatively many candidates.

Before Okata even walked far away, someone stopped him. It seemed that everyone was taking the initiative for the number card.

They are those three brothers.

As expected, they adopted a cooperative model in the fourth round of exams.

Before they could speak!

Okabaya's eyes flashed, and he coughed a few times, as if his face looked ugly.

"Have you seen that guy named Dumba! This mean bastard, he designed to steal my number card."

The three brothers looked at each other, and they looked at Okata, covered in blood: "Has your number card been stolen by Dunba?"
Chapter completed!