chapter 217: sword
In the mid-air of Rainbase.
Sig's blurry silhouette captured the attention and heartstrings of countless people.
In a scene that resembled the end of the world, a person turned his back on all living beings and actively ran towards the storm.
However, everyone was unaware of the bitterness in Sig's heart at this moment.
"Pain, pain, pain, pain...."
Sig's face was expressionless, but he was secretly complaining in his heart.
As the distance to the sand tornado narrowed, even 100% dodging could not completely avoid the countless fine sand particles in the air.
The wind, carrying sand and dust, slapped Sig's body incessantly, like heavy punches hitting Sig's body.
The Tom Card couldn't grant immunity to pain, nor could it guarantee that Sig wouldn't be injured. It could only keep him moving despite the pain.
"This distance should be about right, right?"
Sig raised his head and suddenly felt his vision darken.
In front of him, seven or eight pieces of rubble and broken walls the size of houses were swept by the wind and crashed towards him!
Just looking at it, Sig's scalp tingled, and his heart thumped wildly.
This time the obstacles were too big and too many, no matter how he twisted his body, it would probably be difficult to dodge.
In this mid-air, there was apparently no room for dodging! Even if the 100% dodging ability was still there, it was impossible to avoid.
The next second, he would be smashed into a pulp by these countless broken walls and boulders.
At the critical moment, Sig's heart suddenly moved.
The neck he had been holding up relaxed a little, and he looked down.
Tom's ability is that as long as he doesn't look down, he won't fall.
But just this glance down made Sig's body suddenly break away from its original stability, be recaptured by gravity, and fall straight down.
And this scene, in the eyes of others, was apparently a scene where Sig was hit by the gravel storm and fell to the ground.
"He was hit?"
"In the end, he still couldn't resist this storm?"
At this moment, countless people secretly worried.
The trace of hope that had just risen in their hearts was shattered again.
Cobra stared blankly at Sig's falling body, his eyes filled with grief:
"He failed...."
"That's right, this sandstorm is simply not something that human power can resist."
"Hero... Where is Crocodile, who is called a hero?"
Cobra grabbed Igaram beside him and roared:
"Go and invite Crocodile! Isn't he in this Rainbase?"
"Only he, the Desert King, can possibly save this city!"
Cobra's voice also made the people gathered nearby look up.
"Where is Mr. Crocodile? Where is our Desert King?"
"Why hasn't he appeared yet! This city needs your help!"
Amidst the shouts, someone finally noticed something was wrong and suddenly looked up.
Only to see that under the gravel storm, the figure that should have fallen to the ground had somehow stopped in the air again.
Then, as if along a transparent staircase, he walked up to the sky again step by step, facing the storm again.
At this moment, Sig was very close to the giant sand tornado.
The strong wind blowing in his face made it difficult for Sig to breathe, and his figure was also a little shaky.
He had reached his limit.
"This distance is definitely enough."
"It's impossible to fail!"
Sig raised his head. In front of him was the giant sand tornado that filled his vision.
Beside his ears, there was only the howling wind, and he could vaguely hear the shouts and cries for help from the crowd below.
At this moment, Sig's heart calmed down instead, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
He thought of Li Jing again.
"Li Jing in 'One Hundred Thousand Bad Jokes' is the number one swordsman of the Shang Dynasty."
"But he has a 100% chance of having his blade caught barehanded. Even his peak swordsmanship as a mortal can't be used, and in the end, he also watched Nezha commit suicide..."
Sig's eyes were deep, and he muttered to himself:
"Li Jing."
"This time, I will accomplish something that even you couldn't do."
Sig stopped his pace. He reached out to his waist, and the long sword was drawn out.
The Possession Card: Suzuki Iruma, which only had about ten seconds left, was canceled in advance.
The 100% dodging ability disappeared, and the DEBUFF that prevented active attacks was also removed.
Sig gripped the long sword in his hand.
He quietly turned on the loudspeaker in his arms, letting the dense heartbeat sound throughout the area.
At this moment.
Countless people in the whole city were looking up, looking at the figure standing in the air with a sword, facing the storm.
A surging momentum like a sea tide suddenly rose from his body.
Thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump!
Amidst the continuous sound of the Emperor Engine, the people suddenly felt inexplicably stable.
At this moment, without any explanation, they all understood what Sig wanted to do.
"He wants to cut the storm with a sword?"
"How is that possible?"
"Does such a swordsman exist in this world..."
"Regardless of the outcome, this person can also be called a hero...."
In the prison, Fujitora opened his eyes full of whites again.
On the street, Cobra gritted his teeth tightly, praying for this passing strong man he had never met.
On the other side, Aokiji's eyes flickered... He probably guessed the identity of this figure.
He moved his feet and also ran towards the storm.
At this moment, Sig's actions attracted the attention of countless people in the whole city.
In the dim sky, the blurry figure suddenly raised the long sword in his hand.
A sword slashed out!!!!
....There was no earth-shattering sword light as expected, it seemed that nothing happened?
Did that blurry figure just wave his sword at the air?
Amidst countless surprised gazes, Sig also looked at the sword in his hand in a daze.
There was nothing under his sword.
Sig's cold sweat broke out instantly.
"Did my prediction fail? Li Jing's swordsmanship can't cut the storm? Am I going to fail again?"
While Sig was feeling uneasy, a sudden change occurred.
Bang!
The originally surging giant sand tornado suddenly exploded, and a hole suddenly appeared in the tornado.
Then, a black figure rushed out of the eye of the sand tornado like a cannonball, rushing straight towards Sig standing in the air.
This sudden change, Sig didn't even have time to react.
His vision blurred, and then he saw a black figure in front of him.
Robin, dressed in denim, was looking at Sig, who was close at hand, with a dazed expression.
Her hands were raised high, firmly stuck to the long sword that Sig had slashed down.
Sig was standing in mid-air at this moment, Robin had no place to stand, and the whole person was hanging on Sig's sword with both hands holding the blade.
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