A few months ago, the road to the underworld was at the connection between the food world and the human world.

"Yan Hui!" Sani shouted softly, and his hair immediately condensed, condensed into a chopping wave, and whistled away.

The powerful dragon seemed to be not birding him at all, and the huge beetle horns on its head blocked many powerful silk threads.

It seems so easy.

"What, what?!"

Just as Sani was stunned, the Throne Dragon teared the silk thread with his unicorn, pulled the guy directly to the other end, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Then, the giant opened his bloody mouth and rushed directly towards him.

Its speed was much faster than Sani imagined, and Sani had almost no time to react and was about to swallow it.

Although the capture level of the Hercules Dragon is unknown, it is estimated that it is at least above level 100!

At this critical moment, a red light suddenly appeared.

Sani didn't even see Yuemon's sword drawing clearly. The red sword energy condensed into a thread. In just a moment, the strong dragon was divided into two.

However, looking at Yuemon again, I don’t know when he had already sat on the ground again.

The movements were extremely coherent and completed in one go, as if I had practiced hundreds of millions of times, but the attack just now seemed to have nothing happened.

Seeing the Throne Dragon that had been cut into two sections, Sani's eyes widened after being saved, and he couldn't say a word for a long time--

Back to the present.

Lei Yin's attack just now reminded Sani of Yuuemon he met several months ago.

Unfathomable.

Another torrent fell on the Death Waterfall. Not only were the mud, branches, sand and corpses of huge beasts mixed in the torrent, but this time it seemed smaller than the water waves just now.

Seeing this, Lei Yin once again formed a sword with his fingers and prepared to use the [White Blade] again.

"Wait." At this time, Sani stopped him, "You have already made a splash just now. Should I come this time?"

Natalie: "Oh? Mr. Sani?"

"Look forward to it, the name of 'strong' is not just you. Although I don't like that guy (Yuemon), I have grown a little after staying with him for a while." Sasa

Ni smiled and continued, "My flying back is a skill that rebounds the opponent's attack with equal force. The evolved flying back can rebound the opponent's attack several times!"

When he was talking, the waves had already come down.

"Look at you guys!" Sani said, his hair erected like a ghost, "Please take it! Five times·Super Flyback!"

There was a loud "boom" sound, and when the water waves fell, it seemed to hit a barrier, and the water flow was bounced away in this moment.

Not only that, a waterfall a thousand meters thick in front was hit by a passage.

"Very good, just go in like this!" Looking at the passage in front, Sani controlled his raft forward.

Natalie: "It's worthy of being Mr. Sani."

Lei Yin also became a little interested in the attack just now: "Super Flyback, is this the result of your practice? The power of the waterfall is definitely not stable, there are extremely complex things mixed in it. If you want to rebound, you should need it.

Is it very high attention? What's more, it rebounds with several times the force."

Sani smiled: "You've told some of it right."

Lei Yin looked at him and asked, "What about the other part?"

Sani: "Think nothing, use intuition in a relaxed state!"

Lei Yin understood his words, but Natalie felt a little incredible: "Intuition?"

Time returned to the road to the underworld several months ago.

"Just attack me like this, don't show mercy." Yuemon said to him with his back to Sani.

Yuemon not only had his back to him, but also sat on the ground.

"Don't underestimate people, don't regret it if you die!" When he heard Yuemon's words, Sani felt very angry, and his hair stood up again and attacked him, "Yan Hui!"

The hair condensed into a chopping wave and slashed towards his forehead, but when he was about to hit him, Yuemon flashed and disappeared from the spot.

In Sani's shocked gaze, Yuemon had already walked behind him at some point and pushed him to the ground with a light palm.

When Sani stood up from the ground and turned to look at him, she found that the guy looked dull and didn't know what he was thinking: "Why are you just staring blankly all the time? Although you are facing my back, it's like behind you.

With eyes, I could see my attack, and the action that shouldn't have been visible——”

Before he could finish speaking, Yuuemon's eyes returned to normal expressions: "Is this a tentacle that can manipulate the sensory nerves of the connecting person? Each has a tactile function like a hand, and there are tens of thousands of them in total.

Even hundreds of thousands of us, ordinary humans who just feel a little tired after manipulating our hands."

"It is extremely difficult to control hundreds of thousands of hands freely and collect such a dazzling number of hands. It can be said to be an amazing concentration, so that concentration is the problem."

Yuemon's few words not only revealed Sani's ability, but also tactfully explained the problem of Sani.

"What?" Sani didn't understand what he meant.

Yuemon continued: "Transfer consciousness to every sense of touch too much. Thinking and acting will slow down the speed and quickly fatigue the brain, even if you fully utilize your abilities.

, it may not necessarily win over the beasts in the food world, boy."

Hearing his explanation, Sani seemed to understand something: "What you mean is, for example, when you hold chopsticks in your hand, your consciousness is not on your meal, but on your hand, right? But unfortunately, I'm

It’s not the little kid who just learned to hold chopsticks these two days, but I’m turning my nerves towards the enemy when I control my touch.”

Upon hearing this, Yuemon smiled: "Turn the touch towards the enemy? This is another reason for an outsider."

Sani was very upset: "What?"

Yuemon: "Hmph, you guy, just think too much, and now you can only train repeatedly like that."

These words made Sani feel even more unhappy. She was the "Four Heavenly Kings of Food". Although this old man had some skills, he was not good at saying this. Isn't this a slap in the face? Sani's hair surged upwards, curling into one

A ghost with hands.

"Two hundred thousand pieces of fist!"

The fist with curled hair hit Yuemon.
Chapter completed!