Mubei judged that the sea rabbit must have carried out an extremely clever protection on his consciousness before coming in! Therefore, he could still maintain a rare trace of sobriety. The external manifestation of this trace of sobriety was his suspicion of the world and his own changes!
Although he didn't understand why all of this was happening, he didn't think that all of this should be taken for granted! Therefore, he had doubts in his heart and looked at everything around him with a suspicious gaze. The more he looked, the more suspicious he became!
In addition, his stories were slowly fermenting in his heart. His suspicions grew deeper and deeper, and he was getting closer and closer to waking up!
This was the most fundamental difference between the sea rabbit and the other lower realm cultivators who came in! The other people had no doubts about the world they were in, so his stories had no chance for them to take advantage of them. The sea rabbit had a gap in his heart, so after his series of stories, success came naturally.
It was precisely because this rabbit had such a peculiarity that it was very doubtful whether the Fat Immortal's Mind Reversal Technique could succeed.
Mubei knew the details of this rabbit, but the Fat Immortal didn't! He had just arrived and fought with it, so how could he know the uniqueness of this rabbit? It could be said that it was in a state of half-dreaming and half-awake. It was just that it was more dreaming and less awake.
Under such circumstances, if the Fat Immortal's main body came, then of course, there wouldn't be any accidents! If he said that he could reverse the rabbit's memory, then he would definitely be able to reverse it. But the problem was that the Fat Immortal wasn't the main body! He was also in a dream, and he used his ability to exchange for the conditions to stay in the Forest Fox illusion!
This was a world of origin power, an illusion world controlled by the Forest Fox Hidden Path. There would be no flying, no wind, and no rain! If he wanted to display a special ability, he could only play a borderline game! And it was a shrunken, castrated, simplified version of borderline game.
The strange rhythm formed by the waving of the anchor chain was to achieve such an effect, but whether it could really be achieved was a big question mark!
To him, this meant one possibility: If the Fat Immortal's mistake allowed the sea rabbit to recover his memory in the dream, then it would be great news for him! He could immediately know who he was, the situation of the outside world, the changes in the universe, and the development of the situation were very important to him.
He needed enough information to decide what to do next, including the time of his comeback!
Although he didn't participate in the battle, he was sincerely cheering for Sea Rabbit and Fat Immortal. He hoped that Fat Immortal could complete his Memory Reversal as soon as possible!
He reminded himself that he must not reveal himself. Immortals' divided souls and main souls were interconnected. If the divided soul received the news here, the main soul would also receive the news at the same time. He could not take this risk. He had waited for tens of thousands of years. Could he not wait for a few moments now?
In his heart, there was actually another kind of persistence, and that was the persistence of the sword. This kind of persistence should have been above all other kinds of persistence, but in the tens of thousands of years in the Dream Realm, reality cruelly defeated ideals.
He began to feel at ease as he watched others fight for opportunities for him. He even felt that it was natural.
The sea hare was walking in circles on the front deck, not blindly retreating. Just as Mubei had expected, he still had energy to spare, but he was just stalling for time to see if this fatty's origin power would weaken in the fierce battle.
The answer was bad news. Even in the fierce circulation of origin power, the fatty's origin power level was not the slightest bit tired. Instead, it became more and more threatening as he slowly became more proficient in the use of the anchor chain.
This made him realize another principle of swordsmanship: Don't guess what your opponent will do. In fact, most of the guesses were not reliable! The swordsman should think more about what he should do! Maintain pressure, maintain selflessness …
He began to comprehend more things in the passive battle, things that did not belong to him in this life. He began to believe that if he could get all the combat skills he once had, this fatty would just be a slightly wider hurdle, right?
Since the opponent was still strong, he decided not to wait any longer. He took the initiative to look for an opportunity to exchange injury for life! This was also the principle of swordsmanship. Don't wait until you are exhausted and have no way out before going all out. That was a passive deathbed struggle, and the result would not be good.
He had long been familiar with Fat Immortal's anchor chain routine. Its principle was to swing far and near in circles, like an arm moving the finger. The rotation was smooth and smooth, and the connection was natural. It was a good chain.
But no matter how good a chain user was, they could not go against the natural laws of this world. For example, to change from a clockwise rotation to a counterclockwise rotation, they had to overcome a huge inertia. No matter how strong the origin power was, there was a connection process during this period. However, Fat Immortal's figure was very flexible. He controlled the distance between himself and the opponent to make up for the rotation of the anchor chain.
The sea hare knew what to do. Its body suddenly snatched the anchor chain as it was about to pass by its nose. The anchor chain would only be able to hit him after it had rotated once. This gap was within a breath's time. Those who were not determined would not think that this was a suitable opportunity. But for him, the time was completely enough!
Fat Immortal's reaction was unusually sharp. He had long been on guard against the opponent getting close to him when his anchor chain was swinging outside, so he quickly retreated in the process of the sea hare's snatching. At the same time, the anchor chain sped up.
But the sea hare was feinting. After making a forward movement, it immediately jumped back, dodging the rapidly spinning anchor chain and continued to pounce forward. This happened again and again. Fat Immortal had already danced the anchor chain in his hand to a point where it could not be sped up any further. This time, his forward pounce was a real one. His whole body was in front of him, and his feet were behind him.
Fat Immortal was still retreating. Under the infusion of origin power, the anchor chain instantly became as hard as a spear. He turned his head to look at the moon. This counterstabbing technique on horseback was extremely stable, accurate, and ruthless.
The sea hare knew that it could not block with its longsword. As long as the weapons of both sides came into contact, the effect of the soft weapon's entanglement would immediately become obvious. It would enter a state of origin power stalemate that it did not want to enter the most. It had no chance of victory.
It leaned sideways and brushed past the spear. At the same time, it erected a short spike in its left hand, which shattered into fine powder as the anchor chain rolled. The longsword in its right hand had already pierced forward!
Fat Immortal did not panic in the face of danger. The momentum of the spear was broken. He swung his hands, holding the anchor chain horizontally like a pair of truncheons. He no longer retreated, but took the initiative to move forward!
With two moves, the longsword pierced straight into Fat Immortal's mouth. However, Fat Immortal bit down on it with his good teeth. The sound of scraping against the bottom of a pot could be heard, but it could not go any further after a few inches!
At the same time, the anchor chain in his hands was like a noose. It was aimed right at the sea hare's neck. If this twist was successful, not to mention a cartilage neck, even a pillar of metal and stone would be twisted into pieces!
Sea Hare's sword was already worn out, and it was held in Fat Immortal's mouth. If he did not let go of the sword, he would not be able to avoid this life-threatening twist. But if he did, then there would be no need to continue fighting. The short spike and longsword were all gone, and his origin power was far inferior. There would be no hope for him to continue fighting!
However, there was no fear in his eyes, and he did not let go of the sword either … Fat Immortal suddenly felt his body being violently thrown upwards. This was a huge wave that was attacking. The entire bow of Roc was lifted up high, and of course, Fat Immortal's hands were lifted up as well!
The two people crossed each other. The sword did not succeed, and the twist did not connect. However, the various changes that occurred caused everyone to be alarmed!
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