"Seventh level of martial arts." Orochi replied: "You have to be careful, this leader only has the realm of seventh level of divine martial arts, and he dared to catch Zhang Haiyue, the first level of martial arts, which shows that he is really strong."
Relying on his mind, Xiang Nan also judged the leader's next action intention.
Every time, when Xiang Nan felt that the leader was about to attack, he would draw out the route that the leader would attack in his mind.
But every time at this time, the picture formed by Xiang Nan's prediction immediately changed.
This meant that the leader also realized that Xiang Nan had predicted what he was about to do, so he temporarily readjusted.
Xiang Nan turned his head slightly, and continued to perceive with his mind's eyes. His prediction formed a substantive picture, and he felt that the leader was rushing towards his left side, and this sprinting movement extended to at least twelve other changes.
Xiang Nan saw all these twelve changes in his "eyes", and immediately thought of how to crack them.
However, the changing move suddenly disappeared, and the picture of the leader rushing forward also disappeared, and then the leader jumped up and slashed a sword at Xiang Nan's head.
This sword has evolved into at least seven different moves, which indicates that this sword can be temporarily changed to other attack methods, the largest number.
Xiang Nan lowered his head, and immediately judged how to deal with any of the seven variations.
But then, these changes disappeared again.
Master!
Xiang Nan became excited, he had never met such an opponent before!
The leader's situation was much worse than Xiang Nan's. His forehead was covered with sweat, and his expression was very cautious.
The rest of the people, including Zhang Haiyue, looked blankly.
The leader and Xiang Nan didn't move. From the beginning to now, they just kept their original posture, and didn't even raise their arms.
But the leader's expression became worse and worse, and he became more and more nervous.
"How could this be?" The leader frowned, looked at Xiang Nan, and said, "How could you escape my precise calculation!"
"Every offensive line I have planned has taken into account all factors, even including air friction, the strength of the floor, and the time it takes for you to fight back."
Xiang Nandao: "Computing is dead, but people are alive."
"I'm the same as your subordinates, I believe in intuitive judgment more."
The leader shook his head: "It is impossible for intuition to defeat precise calculation."
After all, the leader became ruthless and shot immediately.
This time, he really made a move. He didn't believe that Xiang Nan could really escape his attack. He only believed that it was because his mentality and intentions were too obvious, so Xiang Nan could guess every time.
If you really do it, maybe the result will be completely different.
The leader directed towards Xiang Nan's chest, pointing out a thick finger of Gang Qi.
The force of this finger is very strong, even in Xiang Nan's view, it is so powerful that it is a bit unbelievable.
That finger force pushed out the air, and its strength shrank by more than thirty times!
This is a strange-looking finger force, because this finger force should have a diameter of nearly one meter, but in fact, the diameter reflected is less than three centimeters!
The ultra-high concentration makes the surface of the qi that should be fiery and restless become as smooth as a mirror.
At first glance, it looked like a mirror stretched into noodles. The whole mirror refracted the sunlight indiscriminately. It even allowed Xiang Nan to see the reflections of Zhang Haiyue and the others next to him on the finger force.
Xiang Nan immediately dodged, but he knew that this finger force was only used to force himself to make a move!
The real attack of the leader is the next step!
Sure enough, the moment the leader released his finger force, he slid towards Xiang Nan's left side, and the long sword in his hand pointed at the air on the left side of Xiang Nan's body, and quickly slashed down!
At the same time, in the process of dodging his finger force, Xiang Nan also dodged to the left, just in time to meet the leader's sword with his head.
The finger force, as smooth as a mirror, pierced through the wall of the inn soundlessly, without causing any explosion, and even on the wooden wall, there was no trace of burning left, only a small hole suddenly appeared, as if The hole had been left on the wall until then.
And Xiang Nan's action was even more strange. He didn't directly block the incoming sword, but used a giant knife to slash into the air on his right.
There, there is no one at all!
Strangely, the sword that the leader slashed disappeared temporarily without warning, and instead appeared on Xiang Nan's right side, as if deliberately cooperating with Xiang Nan.
But only the leader knew that he had predicted Xiang Nan's defensive moves, so the sword would suddenly turn in the middle and strike Xiang Nan's right. That right was the route Xiang Nan should retreat when dodging the long sword.
Ding!
There was a crisp strike, the swords collided, and both were shaken away at the same time.
"You counted to my third step." The leader narrowed his eyes slightly.
The leader pointed out another finger, and immediately dodged forward.
He calculated everything. He calculated that when Xiang Nan dodges this finger, he still has to move to the left, because Xiang Nan holds the knife in his right hand, and dodging to the left can make his body face, which is conducive to swinging the giant knife. Make an on-the-spot counterattack.
So, after calculating Xiang Nan's left movement, he made the act of slashing Xiang Nan's right side with his long sword. The direction of the sword's fall happened to be a distance that the length of Xiang Nan's giant sword could not reach.
But in the same way, this sword couldn't hit Xiang Nan, but he still had a backhand. When this sword was about to miss, he would suddenly turn to cut Xiang Nan's waist.
It happened that when Xiang Nan blocked the long sword vertically with the giant knife, the sword body could avoid the giant knife's slashing trajectory, rub against the blade body and slide over, hitting Xiang Nan.
All of these currently only exist in the leader's calculations. In fact, they haven't happened yet, but as long as his calculations are accurate enough, he can completely turn this prediction into reality.
Instead of dodging to the left, Xiang Nan slid half a step to the right abnormally.
This scene made the spectators present feel that Xiang Nan's defeat is doomed!
Xiang Nan is holding the knife in his right hand, while the leader is on his left. If he slides to the right, the knife in his right hand will not be able to hit the leader. He must temporarily switch the knife to his left hand, or the most direct way is to turn around.
But whether it is fighting back or turning around, it will take a certain amount of time. During this time, the leader can hit Xiang Nan.
In reality, however, the leader lost.
Xiang Nan slid to the right side of no one, and pressed down with one hand.
The leader's long sword appeared silently on Xiang Nan's waist, and with Xiang Nan's single hand, the long sword was pressed down by the palm of his hand.
"You counted to my sixth step!" The leader was sweating coldly.
"So fast!" Zhang Haiyue's expression was tense. He saw that Xiang Nan's behavior was normal, but the leader's change was as fast as lightning!
It is impossible to understand when the leader's sword suddenly appeared there, but it happened to be held down by Xiang Nan.
"It's impossible!" The leader looked at Xiang Nan in shock, and said, "How could you calculate so many steps to me!"
Xiang Nan pointed to his head: "I don't have to follow your calculations to calculate your step-by-step actions, because I rely on intuitive judgment."
"I can directly skip all your steps and know exactly where your real killing move will appear."
"It doesn't make sense!" The leader said, "Unless it is a god! No one can predict what will happen in the future!"
Xiang Nandao: "Prediction is not the power of God."
In the large-scale mutual bombardment of martial arts, the ability to predict the position and direction will be greatly reduced. The enemy's palm strike is often overwhelming. No matter how slippery you are, it is impossible to escape the enveloping range.
But in this kind of precise close combat, Xiang Nan's "rhythm" is enough to make him invincible.