Final priesthood

Lu Yuan's body shook violently and he took a few steps back.

The middle-aged man who kicked him away was also shaken back by the force of the counterattack.

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.

Condescendingly, looking at Lu Yuan with indifferent eyes.

"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 interview.

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

Having just locked onto the opponent's figure, he was considering what method to use 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 for a thousandth of a second.

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

"Sa——"

Lu Yuan turned sideways and perfectly avoided the middle-aged man's forward 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 dodge reaction.

"Get down here!"

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

The latter also reacted quickly, retreating 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.

Fighting with fists and kicks, 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 take a completely different direction than 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 quite the opposite.

As an imaginary enemy, the middle-aged man was constructed out of Lu Yuan's consciousness. All emotions were stripped away, leaving only pure fighting instincts and techniques. The strength he unleashed far exceeded Lu Yuan's expectations.

After a few quick exchanges, Lu Yuan completely fell into the opponent's offensive rhythm.

"Why did you suddenly become so strong?"

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

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

Fierce and vicious.

Every time he took off his legs, there seemed to be a strong smell of blood swirling in his trouser legs.

His legs alternated, hitting 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 suitable opportunity to punch.

Occasionally, there would be a counterattack, but the opponent would be as slippery as a loach. When he saw something was wrong, he would quickly distance himself from him, waiting for the right opportunity to come back again.

It’s so frustrating!

The ambition before the war seemed to have turned into a joke at this moment.

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

"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 richer than mine..."

"How to resolve 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 game no matter what.

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

The huge impact of the heavy kick shook his whole body.

Although he felt no pain during the battle in his conscious space, the long and continuous passive beatings made Lu Yuan hold his breath in his heart.

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

The blood surged, and when the middle-aged man kicked him...

He also met him head-on with a kick!

"boom!"

This kick is extremely heavy.

They both stepped back.

Lu Yuan felt that his right foot seemed to be a little slower.

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

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

"Damn it!"

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 gust of wind...

But what surprised him was that this time the middle-aged man's second kick came too late.

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

"etc!"

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 young man looked a little embarrassed and protected his head with both hands, constantly resisting the opponent's side kicks one after another.

Rain and sweat splashed all around along his hair.

In the black eyes hidden by the hair, there was light shining out bit by bit.

"I think I 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 first 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 used the method of exchanging injuries for injuries, crippled the middle-aged man's legs, and then relied on his strength advantage 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's almost impossible for me to get rid of the other party that 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 injuries on his body.

This battle was filled with too many flukes. If it happened again, it might have a completely different ending.

"No matter what, I had 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... I'm probably lying down in the police station drinking tea.

"The effect of [Imagine Enemy] is more powerful than I expected!"

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

In the battle of consciousness, strength is a 100% perfect reproduction 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.

It's obviously just a few basic kicking movements back and forth, not very difficult, but each leg is as sharp as a saber when the opponent performs it.

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 leg skills as him, and rely on my strength advantage, this battle wouldn't be so difficult..."

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

"What better person to serve as a practical teacher than an enemy?"

When Lu Yuan thought of this, his eyes couldn't help but light up. 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]!"

.........