Botobai, Shen of the 12 earthly branches, was known as the man whose strength and reputation were closest to the president. He had always been able to solve the problem with his hands, and would not talk too much nonsense. In short, he was a man of action.
The aura emerged from Botobai's body layer by layer, forming waves and textures, like the petals of a flower bud in full bloom.
Bang!
The ground he was standing on suddenly cracked open. As the sound reverberated, Botoba disappeared without a trace.
In the air, there was an indescribable pressure. The next moment, Botobai came to Machi with absolute confidence, and with the help of the power generated by the momentum, he poured it into his strong arms.
The reason for the pursuit, although most of it may be due to Law, he did not mind getting rid of a member of the Phantom Squadron first.
Accompanied by the sound of the explosion, the huge fist showed no mercy and went straight to Machi's face.
Machi's pupils shrank, and his muscles subconsciously tightened. When the opponent came quickly and fiercely, he did not choose to hastily dodge, but crossed his arms in front of his face.
"The right response, but it's useless."
Botobai always paid attention to Law, and the fist did not change.
At this moment, Ma Qi made a chest movement, causing his crossed arms to suddenly open up, revealing a large area of empty space.
"Oh?"
The lightning-fast change had no time for both sides to think.
The fist passed through Machi's arms, and when it was about to hit his face, it was blocked by a net.
It was Machi's psychic threads, wrapped around his hands, and intertwined into a dense net. Although it could trap the fist, it could not completely dissolve the power.
Seeing this, the corners of Botoba's mouth suddenly curled into an exaggerated arc.
Little guy, you miscalculated.
The psychic power on the fist was like boiling water, inexplicably extended, passing through the net and rushing straight to Machi's face.
Machi's face changed, and he jerked his head back, avoiding the extended psychic wave.
Boom!
Machi's body trembled, and his ears produced a serious tinnitus. His nose was slightly hot, and liquid flowed out.
He distributed more than 50% of his Telekinesis to his hands to increase his defense. He then distributed a portion of his Telekinesis to his feet to increase his grip on the ground.
In such a situation, he hurriedly distributed the remaining Mind Power on his face.
This was the limit of what any telekinesis user could do. However, without knowing the enemy's abilities, there were still many risks.
After injuring Machi, Botoba had two choices at this moment. One was to ignore the potential threat of Law and take advantage of the victory to kill Machi first. The second was to take advantage of the situation and retreat.
In a split second, he did not hesitate and chose the first option.
That was because he had acknowledged Machi's threat during the brief exchange of blows.
Machi's plan of pretending to defend but actually trying to restrict his movements was formed less than a second after he suddenly launched his attack. This showed that Machi's fighting spirit was not to be underestimated.
Finally, to be able to avoid his "Tremor Punch" at such a short distance, and to distribute his Telekinesis to defend in time, one could see Machi's approximate level of strength.
Due to the importance, Botoba still took the risk. He did not use his left arm, but pressed down his right arm that was caught in the net.
The psychic wave that extended from his right fist followed the pressing arm and went towards Machi's face, neck, and chest.
It had to be said that after Botoba made his choice, he did consider the threat of Law, so he always kept his left arm in a state of readiness to guard against Law on the left.
Botoba was very confident in his strength and speed, which was cultivated by immersing himself in martial arts for 50 years.
It could not be said that his choice was wrong, but it could only be said that he did not have a clear enough understanding of Law's strength.
Law moved. In fact, Law moved at the same time as Botoba made the movement of pressing down his right arm.
At that moment, an inexplicable torrent penetrated Botoba's thoughts, which was the most sensible warning of danger.
Botoba did not waver. Following his original idea, he raised his left arm, like an old urchin fighting with his left and right hand, preparing to kill Machi with one hand and suppress Law's edge with the other.
A distance of three feet is enough.
Botoba thought so.
A long sword suddenly appeared on Law's right hand, making up for the distance of three feet that Botoba had identified.
In the daytime, the sword flashed.
Botoba's left arm was easily cut off.
At the same time, a wave of Telekinesis penetrated the soil, like an electric wave, and flowed to Machi's feet.
With a bang, the impact generated from the ground under his feet shook Machi back, avoiding the psychic wave that extended from Botoba's right fist.
The unexpected turn of events caused Botoba's muscular face to tremble slightly.
The psychic wave with the nature of vibration bombarded the ground. With a bang, the ground cracked inch by inch, and a wave of air burst out, sweeping in the surrounding things.
Machi, who was shaken back for a distance, just stopped and was pushed out by the wave of air.
A large amount of smoke and dust rose into the sky, swallowing the figures of Botoba and Law in the blink of an eye.
After Machi landed, enduring the effect of tinnitus, she got up from the ground and looked at the smoke and dust that filled the air.
Blood gurgled from her ears and nose. She was clearly avoiding the psychic wave, but she didn't know how she was injured.
After a while, the smoke and dust dispersed.
Botoba maintained the posture of his right fist hitting the ground, and his posture was motionless, because the rusty tip of the sword was against his neck.
In the battle between psychic ability users, one wrong step will often cause one to fall into an irreversible abyss.
When the ability user's level is higher, a little mistake is easier to magnify.
"You picked the wrong target."
Law raised his sword against Botoba's vital point, and his right foot stepped on Botoba's severed left arm to the ground, his tone slightly cold.
His robe was shattered by the shock wave just now. If it weren't for the protection of his psychic power, he should have suffered a certain degree of injury.
However, even if he would be injured, he would choose to resist the damage to determine the victory.
Botoba was silent. He could clearly feel the existence of his left arm. Even if he didn't look, he knew that the psychic power in his left arm had been peeled off.
Not only can he peel off the enemy's psychic power with his hands, but now Law can also complete the operation with his feet.
He stepped on Botoba's severed arm, constantly depriving him of his psychic power in a tough posture, and strangling Botoba's "vibration nature" threat in the cradle.
There is no doubt that this is a complete general.
Machi wiped the blood from her face, her eyes showing murderous intent, and gathered her psychic power, ready to cooperate with Law to kill this man.
The situation was critical, but Botoba's face did not change, but his heart was unwilling.
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