Final priesthood.

Chapter 23 The correct solution and the real way to open it
Lu Yuan's body shook violently, and he stepped back a few steps.

The middle-aged man who kicked him away was also shocked back by the counter-shock force.

But he did a beautiful backflip, and with the help of this force, he landed firmly on the front cover of the van behind him.

Condescending, looking at Lu Yuan indifferently.

"He can only compete with me with his legs, and his strength should be around 10 points."

"Also, fighting in the consciousness space is completely painless!"

Lu Yuan judged the strength value of the middle-aged man in a face-to-face meeting.

He gently shook his forearm to block the kick just now and raised his head in the heavy rain.

Just locked the opponent's figure, thinking about what method to attack next.

But he saw a cloud of water mist explode in front of him, and the middle-aged man standing on the hood of the car suddenly raised his foot and kicked him hard in the face.

Lu Yuan's pupils shrank sharply, and the world in front of him seemed to slow down by a thousandth of a second in an instant.

He could clearly see the movement of the man lifting his feet, and the toes of the black leather shoes shattered and raindrops kept hitting him.

"Sa-"

Lu Yuan turned sideways, perfectly avoiding the middle-aged man's direct kick.

The benefits of 10 points of agility are reflected at this moment.

Before that, Lu Yuan's reaction speed was not enough to support him to make such a evasive reaction.

"Get me down!"

After Lu Yuan dodged the kick, he turned around and swept the middle-aged man's lower body with a kick.

The latter's reaction was also quick, taking a step back and quickly jumping onto the back of the van.

Lu Yuan stepped on the front bumper of the car, used the force to jump onto the front of the car, and punched the middle-aged man in the face with his right fist.

Fisting and kicking, the two quickly collided for several rounds.

Lu Yuan's attack was fierce, and in a blink of an eye he forced the middle-aged man off the roof of the car, and the two of them fought on the rainy street.

The battle begins to develop in a direction completely different from reality.

After the two attributes of strength and agility, as well as the four basic fighting techniques have been improved.

Lu Yuan felt that his strength had increased a lot and he should be able to take down the middle-aged man quickly.

But just the opposite.

As an imaginary enemy, Lu Yuan constructed him out of his consciousness, stripped away all his emotions, leaving only the middle-aged man with pure fighting instinct and skills, and his explosive strength far exceeded Lu Yuan's expectations.

After a quick exchange of several rounds, Lu Yuan completely fell into the rhythm of the opponent's attack.

"Why did it suddenly become so strong?"

"Or should I say this is his original strength!"

The middle-aged man's legs are extremely exquisite and sharp.

Fierce and vicious.

Every time I stepped out, there seemed to be a strong smell of blood rolling in the trouser legs.

His two legs took turns, whipping Lu Yuan in turn like a whip.

The speed of the kick was extremely fast, like a violent storm, and Lu Yuan was almost out of breath under the pressure.

It was obvious that Lu Yuan had to be stronger than his opponent, but Lu Yuan could only passively resist and dodge.

There was simply no chance to find a suitable punch.

Occasionally there was a counterattack, but the opponent was as slippery as a loach. Seeing that the situation was not right, he quickly distanced himself from him, waiting for the right time to make a comeback.

So frustrating!

The ambitions before the war seemed to have become a joke at this moment.

"If this continues, I may be kicked to death by him alive!"

"This guy's leg movements are not out of the scope of basic leg movements, but the level is too high. I guess he has reached lv6? lv7?.
The gap in skills is too big, and the actual combat experience is far greater than mine.”

"How to solve this battle?"

It would be really embarrassing if a subordinate who was defeated in the real world was beaten violently by the other party in the conscious space.

Lu Yuan wanted to win this match no matter what.

While thinking, he received another heavy blow on his left arm.

The huge impact of the heavy kick made his whole body shake violently.

Although the battle in the consciousness space does not feel pain, but the continuous passive beating for a long time made Lu Yuan hold his breath.

After receiving this kick, he could no longer hold back and suddenly became violent.

The blood was surging, when the middle-aged man kicked him.
He also greeted him head-on with one foot!
"boom!"

This foot is extremely heavy.

Both stepped back.

Lu Yuan felt that his right foot had become a little dull.

The strong head-on collision between his legs caused a bone fracture in the tibia of his right leg.

The state after injury was perfectly simulated by the consciousness space.

"Damn!"

Lu Yuan suddenly regretted his impulsive response just now. The injury to his right leg would inevitably affect his dodge, and the already difficult situation would undoubtedly become worse.

"call--"

The middle-aged man's next kick tore through the rain curtain and came roaring.

Lu Yuan staggered away on one foot.

What would have followed closely would have been the opponent's second and third kicks like a sudden storm.
But to his surprise, this time the middle-aged man's second kick was long overdue.

And the kick was still in the same direction as the previous kick.

"and many more!"

Lu Yuan raised his hand and tried to block the attack, but his eyes fell on the middle-aged man.

When he saw the opponent's obviously unnatural approach, a flash of light flashed through Lu Yuan's mind like lightning.

in heavy rain.

The boy covered his head with his hands in a bit of embarrassment, constantly resisting round after round of side kicks from his opponent.

Rain and sweat splashed wantonly around his hair.

In the black eyes covered by the hair, there is light bursting out bit by bit.

"I seem to know the solution."

"call--"

There was a long exhale.

Lu Yuan opened his eyes and got out of the battle of consciousness.

The dry clothes I put on after taking a shower were slightly soaked with sweat at some point.

The initial experience of [Imagine Enemy] is over.

Lu Yuan won in the end.

It’s just that it’s very difficult to win, far more difficult than reality——

He crippled the middle-aged man's legs by exchanging injuries for injuries, and then relied on his superior strength to hammer him to death on the rainy ground.

A very dishonorable victory.

".If it weren't for the fact that I was just a high school student with raw fighting skills, and I was surrounded by a group of them, the other party would always maintain a contempt and teasing mentality.

Coupled with the fact that I added some points on the spot, my strength suddenly skyrocketed.
In reality, it is almost impossible for me to get rid of the opponent so quickly. "

Recalling the ferocity shown by the middle-aged man in the battle of consciousness, Lu Yuan felt too incredible about the fact that he was sitting in his bedroom at home, with only a few superficial wounds on his body.

There were too many lucks in this battle, if it happened again, it might have a completely different ending.

"Anyway, I got the last laugh."

This incident also sounded the alarm to Lu Yuan - never underestimate any opponent!
He didn't want to be like the middle-aged man named "Brother Hei".

He obviously had domineering and sharp leg skills, but he capsized in the gutter, and his legs were forcibly broken with a baseball bat by a "martial arts rookie" who had only been studying martial arts for a month.

Now people. I guess they are lying down and drinking tea in the police station.

"The effect of [imaginary enemy] is stronger than I expected!"

Lu Yuan did not expect that the imaginary enemy constructed from his memory.

In the war of consciousness, strength is a 100% perfect replica of reality.

It is not based on his shallow understanding of the other party.

Recalling the battle of consciousness again, Lu Yuan's expression couldn't help but become complicated.

He was so envious of the middle-aged man's sharp and domineering leg skills.

Obviously the back and forth are just the few basic leg movements, the difficulty is not high, but each leg is as sharp as a saber under the opponent's use.

There is also that ferocious, barbaric and bloody smell, God knows, it was acquired after kicking and defeating many opponents.

"If I could have the same level of legwork as him, relying on my advantage in strength, this battle would not be so difficult."

"Wait! What am I envious of? I can definitely learn from him!"

"What else can be more suitable as an actual combat teacher than an enemy?"

When Lu Yuan thought of this, his eyes lit up, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his idea was feasible.

He even felt that this...
Perhaps, this is the truly correct way to open [Imagine Enemy]!

"You can have unlimited practical lessons. I don't believe it. I can't learn the essence of this kicking technique!"

Lu Yuan's mood became excited, and he couldn't wait to close his eyes again.

"Skill activated, [Imagine Enemy]!"

(End of this chapter)