Chapter 363 Childhood Truth

Chapter 363 Childhood Truth

Chapter 363 Childhood Truth
The Ghost Escape Armor was overloaded, the seventh gate of the internal meridians opened, and violent power rose from Lu Li's body. His temporary attributes rose again, making up for the attributes that dropped when the virtualization ended.

It's not that he doesn't want to use this move to risk his life in the virtual state, but his basic attributes are too low, and the Ghostly Escape cannot improve his physical attributes. It is mainly the inherent Eight Gates Escape technique that can allow him to enter an explosive state.

In fact, just like Kai's use of the Eight Gates, it puts an extremely high load on the body, and it is impossible to increase the strength without a strong basic physique.

The attribute realm he had reached before using the Hollow Transformation was already his limit. On the surface, he had a strength of 97 points, but his physique was still only 86 points with the bonus of the Demon Prisoner's First Release and the Thunder God Form of the Thunder God Fruit.

The result of further using the Ghost Escape Armor to increase strength is explosion and death.

Now that his transformation into a virtual being was over, he forcibly used the Ghost Escape Armor to borrow higher power. Although this allowed his attributes to rise again, this state would not only not last long, but it would also cause great damage to his physical body.

Lu Li's muscles were bulging and his body surface was red due to the high temperature and pressure. The high-intensity force was rushing through his body, causing his skin to crack and a large amount of blood to gush out.

With the effect of Hui Dao, destruction and healing were manifested together on Lu Li's body. The states of life and death blended together, making him covered in blood, with red mist steaming, like a scarlet evil ghost.

The Soul Singer's fighting skills were sophisticated. Despite his many attacks, he was unable to get close again, and the attack of the Soul Notes was almost endless.

Compared to the previous exploding notes, the magic damage directly caused by soul notes is more deadly and more difficult to avoid.

Even if Lu Li cut through the musical notes, he would still see images and sounds, and at the same time a portion of the force would act on him, causing him to be affected by absolute damage, and true damage would take effect, corroding his body and soul.

"Imprison the demon, why bother?"

The soul singer started to speak while playing. At first he thought Lu Li was hiding something, but he soon saw that Lu Li was overdrawing his life force to fight.

This forbidden technique is definitely not without cost. Even with the support of spiritual power, squeezing one's body like this will definitely shorten one's lifespan to a great extent.

The space explorers do not have infinite lifespans. He has heard from his predecessors that some explorers died of old age after entering the native world where they stayed for a long time.

In his opinion, Lu Li now is like a trapped beast. Although his spirit is commendable, there is no hope that he can defeat him.

Once the soul music begins playing, it will never stop, and Lu Li's death is only a matter of time.

Because no one's experiences in life are indifferent. Even if the soul singer himself does not know which part these soul notes represent, Lu Li will always encounter obstacles that he cannot overcome.

Once he encountered that kind of soul note, it would be useless for Lu Li to dodge or cut it. He would just be illuminated by the light of the soul, and the damage would be enough to empty most of Lu Li's life source.

He was already familiar with Lu Li's fighting style. As long as he used the Fei Lian Kick to keep his distance at all times, Lu Li would not be able to touch him no matter how hard he advanced.

The soul notes blocked Lu Li's way forward, but he was able to maintain high mobility. The outcome of this battle had already been decided.

Lu Li heard the words of the soul singer in the distance, but he no longer had the energy to speak. The endless attack of soul notes and the burden of the Ghost Escape Armor on his body put him into an extremely tense state.

Just a moment of slackness or a moment of mistake can determine victory or defeat and life can be lost.

But why, at such a critical moment of life and death, he couldn't take his eyes off and couldn't focus on his only opponent?
Memories of the past came flooding in, threatening to drown his soul.

He saw the rainy night when he was picked up by his master. The scene that he could not even remember was reflected by the soul notes.

It seemed that a baby boy who was only a few months old was placed in a cradle and hung on the top of the osmanthus tree. It was raining heavily and the baby was howling in the rain, attracting the attention of a man passing by.

The middle-aged man with gray hair on his temples was holding a large black umbrella, holding a little girl of three or four years old in his left hand. He looked up at the treetops and said, "Another abandoned baby. What is wrong with this world? I see her three times in two days."

"Master~"

The little girl under the umbrella said in a baby voice, "It's going to fall down."

The man seemed to want to take the little girl away, but he saw a strong wind blowing, the branches shook, and the cradle fell down. He was a little surprised and wanted to reach out to catch the falling cradle.

But the cradle fell and hit a branch below, bouncing and releasing the baby boy wrapped in only a layer of rags.

The man's face turned pale because he had reached out towards the place where the cradle would fall, and as a result the baby boy bounced out and was blown off course by the strong wind. If this continued, the baby boy would fall and die.

But what happened next left him dumbfounded, because he saw that the baby boy's hands were flapping instinctively while falling, and he actually grabbed a branch below.

Judging from the appearance, the baby boy is only a few months old. Normal children of this age cannot even roll over, so how could he have such strength to hold the tree branch with his arms and hang on to his body?

He did not stop in surprise. He stuck the black umbrella into the soil to protect the little girl from wind and rain, jumped up and climbed up the tree trunk, and carried the baby boy down.

What was strange was that after being held in his arms, the baby boy stopped crying and started laughing instead.

"Master~ He is so fat~"

The little girl looked up at her master's chubby legs holding the baby boy and said innocently.

The man smiled bitterly, "He looks like a guy who loves to eat. Our rations will be low again."

The scene changed, and Lu Li saw himself, who was more than half a year old, crawling on the ground with a rag wrapped around his hands, while his senior sister Lu Gui was sitting next to the bucket in the house, waiting for him to crawl next to it, and then she would "catch" him, take off the rag and rinse it.

"Lu Gui! I asked you to clean the house, and this is how you clean it!?"

An angry voice came from the door. It was the master who came back from buying groceries.

Lu Gui was a little embarrassed to be caught in the act, so he grabbed Lu Li's calf as he was crawling around foolishly, "Junior brother wanted to help, right?"

Lu Li, who couldn't speak yet, just babbled and no one could understand what he meant.

"You are a senior sister, how can you bully your junior brother like this? No matter how tough he is, he is still a baby."

The master came over, picked up little Lu Li, removed the rag, and wiped his body with a clean towel. Little Lu Li just smiled foolishly in the master's arms.

The picture in front of me shattered again and was covered by new notes.

In this scene, Lu Li is a little older and is fighting with his senior sister.

The eight or nine-year-old little Lu Li has already demonstrated amazing talent in martial arts and completely suppressed the girl opposite.

"No more fighting, no more fighting. I hate practicing martial arts."

Lu Gui said angrily after stopping.

"why?"

Little Lu Li asked in confusion.

The girl rolled her eyes. "It's so frustrating. How come you can learn it so quickly? I feel like a fool."

"Is it because Senior Sister is too stupid?" Little Lu Li said honestly.

"you!"

The girl was furious and walked forward to hit Lu Li on the head, but little Lu Li dodged it easily. She shouted in a delicate voice: "Don't dodge!"

"Oh."

Upon hearing this, little Lu Li lowered his head and stood there obediently.

The girl didn't use much force. After beating her junior brother a few times, she seemed to be in a good mood. "Come on, I'll take you shopping."

In the battlefield of Hueco Mundo, the increasingly dense impact of soul notes made Lu Li completely surrounded by the noisy scene.

In the end, because too many images were mixed together, they almost completely obscured his vision, forming a control effect of external physical properties.

Just when the Soul Singer thought that Lu Li would no longer be able to dodge, maneuver, or fight the aggression, Lu Li responded in a way that surprised him.

Lu Li actually closed his eyes, and his body seemed to be moving unconsciously, swinging the knife instinctively.

The soul singer knew that his soul music reflected the soul. Although he didn't know why Lu Li was immune to direct control of the soul, even if Lu Li closed his eyes, he could not avoid those flashing images and sounds.

Once Lu Li closed his eyes, he would be completely unable to grasp the situation on the battlefield, which was equivalent to giving up the powerful dynamic vision of his Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan.

The Soul Singer didn't understand why Lu Li could still fight in this situation, and his dodging and attacking moves were even more exquisite than before.

He even felt that the opponent in front of him was like a different person. It was not the Lu Li who had fought with him at the beginning, but an unconscious body that acted on instinct.

In fact, after closing his eyes, Lu Li really emptied his body and mind, putting behind him the pain of his body and the crisis on the battlefield.

Strangely, he entered a state of selflessness, and each move he made was based on instinct. This was much better than before when he opened his eyes to deal with the attack of the soul movement.

And his consciousness was inevitably attracted by those past memories.

He knew that distraction in battle was fatal, but now that he was in a state of complete distraction, he felt as if he had gained complete freedom, and the battle became a lot easier.

Faced with the incessant soul music, memories were flooding in like a tide that was about to engulf his consciousness.

In a trance, in this strange state, Lu Li seemed to be really there, back to the old days.

Rumbling--

The weather in August was still very hot, and the sound of thunder rumbled in the sky and then gradually faded away.

Looking up at the sky, I felt as if I was standing at the center of the world. Countless raindrops fell, carrying the upside-down world with them, as if they were about to fall into my pupils.

The jungle was dark, as if some monster was lurking there, and the world was so quiet that only the sound of rain could be heard.

"Agui, take your junior brother and run."

Lu Feng stood outside the wooden house and picked up the axe to chop wood.

"Master... who are they?"

The girl's voice was filled with fear. She held the boy's hand beside her and felt the warmth. Her trembling stopped slightly.

Figures walked out from the darkness of the forest, wearing silver exoskeleton armor. When lightning flashed, the light reflected on them, dazzling and cold.

The motor roared under the cover of thunder. Driven by high power, the cooling device behind the armor overheated, and the rain fell on it and turned into hot water vapor.

The heavy bodies of these people stepped into the mud, leaving deep footprints, and the postures they walked out of the mist looked as stern as demons in the boy's eyes.

Although he had heard of it many times, it was the first time for the boy living in a remote countryside to see someone wearing exoskeleton armor.

With the help of technology, they have mastered violence that is difficult for ordinary warriors to achieve, faster speed, stronger output, and more deadly weapons.

"Lu Feng, where are the ancient books and holy souls you stole?"

The middle-aged man in the lead walked out of the mist and spoke with a deep voice. He held a heavy metal sword in his hand. It was conceivable that if it were not for the support of the exoskeleton armor, ordinary people would not be able to wield that heavy sword.

Warriors wearing exoskeleton armor surrounded them from all directions. Some of them held spears, some held heavy broadswords, and some held long sticks made of alloy materials.

There was a man holding a longbow on the periphery, and another man was holding a heavy sniper rifle on a mecha.

"What ancient books? I have quite a few martial arts novels. Would you like to read them?"

Lu Feng said with a smile, and at the same time gestured behind his back, asking the two children to go into the house and escape from the back.

"Stop pretending, Lu Feng. When the Tiankeng was opened, you killed 90% of the masters of the old martial arts circle by yourself, which led to the complete decline and disappearance of martial arts and became the history of the era."

A man holding a broadsword said, "Are you going to tell us now that all you took from the tiankeng were some storybooks?"

"I don't just have martial arts novels. I also have comics. Do you want to read them? Bleach, One Piece, and Naruto. These abilities are much more powerful than what is described in ancient books."

When Lu Feng saw Lu Gui bringing little Lu Li into the house, his voice became a little louder.

"Heh, Lu Feng, you've been hiding in the mountains and forests for these years. You've become less sharp and more humorous."

The middle-aged man with the gun sneered, "Don't bother with him, cripple his hands and feet first, then slowly interrogate him."

"Hey, why don't you believe what I said?"

Lu Feng was holding an axe for chopping wood, and his figure looked very thin in the rain. The traces of time were very obvious on his body. He was over fifty years old, with gray hair, and his spirit did not show the demeanor of a martial arts master.

But he stood there, blocking the wooden house, and the moment he took a step forward, his invisible aura made those who were about to take action pause.

"Ma Huguo, Lin Qin, go around and capture those two kids."

The middle-aged man in the lead had a piece of cloth covering his face and was giving orders.

The person whose name was called seemed reluctant, but he still moved. As the mecha exerted its power, mud and water splashed everywhere and rushed to the two sides of the wooden house.

(End of this chapter)