Friends who have played online games know that in the arena, the opponent that the assassin is most afraid of encountering is the MT.
Why? Because the small body can't bear it. The warrior has a lot of health and high defense. After a classic combo of sneak attack, backstab, kidney shot, disarm, sprint, and backstab, the warrior, especially the MT, can't lose much health. But if the warrior hits you back a few times, the assassin will kneel. There is no way, one strength can defeat ten skills, the professional panel is too different.
Strictly speaking, Shinji can't actually be considered an assassin. When he led the E-Team to fight the Dead Apostles, he was always a warrior, rushing to the front line to fight the Dead Apostles head-on. It's no exaggeration to say that Shinji's physical fitness is definitely among the best in the Magic Association.
However, there is always someone stronger than you. The physique that Shinji is proud of is no match for humanoid Tyrannosaurus like Araya Souren and Lizbeth. Unless he relies on his Noble Phantasm, Shinji can only be suppressed by them.
In order to change this situation, and to become a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex and truly fight the Servant head-on, Shinji implanted the relic left by Araya into his left hand.
Although it was still in the initial stage of adjustment when the rejection reaction was the strongest, Shinji could already feel the changes in his left hand. The power released from the crystallization of the Buddhist saint's cultivation was gradually affecting Shinji's body. Shinji even thought that if his body completely accepted the relic, he might be able to possess the power of the Buddhist guardian to subdue dragons and tigers, and slay demons.
Now his left arm has begun to change in this direction. If he can stimulate the power of his left arm, he may be able to fight against Liz Baifei. He doesn't need to overwhelm Liz Baifei in terms of strength, as long as he doesn't get crushed, the martial arts he learned from the magic realm will be useful.
The only thing you need to worry about is the excruciating pain when using your left arm. If you can't bear it, then you really have no chance of winning.
While she was struggling, Liz Baifey once again charged forward, waving her shield.
More than ten minutes had passed since the two began fighting, and the Holy Shield Knight of the Church had been fighting like this, with no sense of exhaustion at all. It was not just the professional characteristics of the Church Paladin, but also her own abnormal physique, or perhaps both.
Whatever the reason, this tenacity became the final weight that overwhelmed the tangled scale in Shinji's heart.
He also wanted to become so strong, he also wanted to become a humanoid Tyrannosaurus! If he couldn't even do this, how could he stand in front of Scathach, and how could he kill the teacher who lived outside the world.
It’s decided.
Isn’t it just hard work? Haven’t you worked hard enough since childhood
It just hurts, I endure it, but can it be better than all the tortures inflicted by my master
Shinji no longer escaped or dodged. He stood quietly where he was, pressing the back of his left hand with his right hand, feeling the pure power through a layer of flesh.
Hey, unknown Buddhist saint, you don't want to lose to the pagans, do you? Although the other sect is indeed larger than Buddhism, this is Japan, where you have an absolute advantage. If you lose here, where will you put your face as a Buddhist
Do you understand? If you do, lend me your strength.
Let me help you defeat the pagans, protect Buddhism, and act as a Dharma protector.
Perhaps it was Shinji's nonsense that moved the relic, or perhaps it was simply infected by Sheng'er's fighting spirit. The Buddha bone relic, which had been in a passive state since its implantation, actively burst out with power for the first time.
Golden Buddha light spread outward from the relics that replaced the finger bones. This was both a strengthening of Shinji by the relics and an erosion of Shinji's body by the foreign objects.
The body's defensive instincts were constantly sounding the alarm, and this alarm was the pain that was constantly transmitted to the brain through the nerves. Every nerve and every cell in the left hand was changing and protesting.
Almost in an instant, Shinji's clothes were soaked with sweat, and at this time, less than a second had passed since Lizbeife launched a new charge.
Patience, patience, patience.
Buddhism advocates asceticism, and only by enduring the most severe suffering can one realize the true meaning.
Persevere, persevere, persevere.
You need to persist in everything and not give up halfway.
Just endure in pain and persist in silence.
The golden light covered the bones, infected the flesh and blood, and finally even penetrated the epidermis, coating Shinji's left hand with a layer of golden light that was exactly the same as Indra's Thunder.
This radiance is in no way inferior to the Word of God; it is the radiance of the Buddha.
The moment the Buddha's light extended from his left hand to his arm, Shinji was about to cry out in pain as he could no longer bear it.
The Holy Shield Knight Lizbeth charged in front of Shinji with her official Apocrypha Gamaliel, and smashed down with her shield, as if she wanted to smash Shinji into a meat pie with the force of thunder.
The Holy Shield pushed away the air, making a roar like an overwhelming tidal wave.
Feeling the fatal threat, Shinji instinctively swung his left palm towards the mountain and the sea.
As the critical point was broken, there was a painful roar that could no longer be suppressed, like the final counterattack of a ferocious beast that was forced into a desperate situation.
"Ohhhhhhh—"
The roar was so painful and crazy that Lizbeife felt doubtful. She didn't seem to have hurt him.
Except for the first time, he dodged every attack before. She thought that this time, the opponent would dodge like a loach, but she didn't expect that the magician not only didn't dodge, but chose to confront head-on. She just didn't know why he screamed so miserably. Was it some kind of secret technique
The doubts in her heart did not affect Lizbaifei's actions. This Knight Commander who had fought against countless heretics never showed mercy.
The holy shield symbolizing God's blessing and the left hand containing the light of Buddha finally touched each other.
There was a loud "bang".
It wasn't like a collision between a flesh and blood body and a shield, but rather like a collision between two sports cars with full power.
For the first time, the first time since the war began, the Holy Shield Knight, who had always advanced forward without retreating, retreated.
It was not active, but passive. He just slid on the ground with his knees slightly bent to facilitate the use of force. The toenails made of unknown metal rubbed against the plastic track violently, leaving two burnt marks and an unpleasant smell of burning.
Shinji, who forced his opponent back with one punch, was obviously in even more of a mess. He was knocked down by the force of a landslide and tsunami from the shield. He kept rolling on the ground for dozens of meters, crossing the plastic track, the athletic field, and crashing into the wall of the stadium.
Shinji, dizzy and seeing stars, stood up against the wall and looked straight at his left hand.
Although it was somewhat numb from the shock, it was not injured, worthy of being the Buddha bone that once received Indra's thunder.
The bet won!
Shinji clenched his fists tightly, and his cracked mask shattered, revealing a strange smile that was hidden.
PS: What Shinji said to Shari was just nonsense. A true monk would not care about this. A true saint - well, it's hard to say. Isn't Martha, the saint of the Catholic Church, also like a bad girl