Chapter 5: Lynn - Since I don't need to breathe, why doesn't everyone stop!

Chapter 5: Lynn - Since I don't need to breathe, why doesn't everyone stop!

Just a dozen breaths before, Lynn, whose neck was clamped tightly, entered a bizarre state. All the pain seemed to rapidly fade away, replaced by a significant increase in brain activity.

At that moment, Lynn couldn't help but wonder if he had already departed for the afterlife.

However, he hadn't. He could still clearly perceive the flow of blood and oxygen being forcibly cut off from his brain, and his body was gradually losing vitality.

Before long, he would truly die!

Faced with such a dire situation, Lynn surprisingly couldn't muster any feelings of panic.

How to fight back when one is being strangled and suffocated?

Of course, an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth!

Since I don't need to breathe, why doesn't everyone stop! Lynn sensed the vast elements in the void, and with a thought, he used his mental power as a web to instantly extract the active oxygen molecules.

What happens when a person continues to breathe in a low-oxygen environment?

Andrei was the best example!

A large amount of ineffective gas rushed into his lungs, and his blood pressure rapidly increased. In just a few breaths, signs of hypoxia had already appeared. Lynn keenly noticed the signs of weakness in the hand that was gripping his neck.

Now is the time!

Lynn suddenly opened his eyes. Based on his previous memories, the positions and reactions of everyone in the room were transformed into data in his mind. He could even perform a detailed force analysis on his neck based on the angle at which Andrei raised his arm.

Countless complex data were sorted in an instant, and Lynn constructed a 100% accurate three-dimensional image in his mind, deducing the best sword-fighting plan.

(Raise the hand and thrust directly at a 47-degree angle!)

Lynn's arm raised in sync, and he thrust out a short sword. The iron tower-like man in front of him, under the strong hypoxia reaction, had completely lost the ability to resist. He could only watch as the tip of the sword pierced his neck.

The fragile neck couldn't withstand the sharp short sword. Crimson blood sprayed out like a fountain, splattering on Lynn's clothes and face.

The most critical part was that there was no way to escape in this small room!

Blaine smelled the scent of death, so he suddenly kicked a broken cabinet, sending it hurtling towards the raging fireball. Then, he flipped Andrei's body over and used it as a human shield.

In the next moment, the fireball collided with the shattered cabinet, exploding with intense heat, filling the entire room.

Lynn stared intently at the scattering smoke and dust, struggling to catch his breath. He didn't have an exact idea of the power of a first-level spell, but from the effect, it seemed no weaker than a combination of a hand grenade and an incendiary device. If he had faced it head-on, he would have been gravely injured or worse.

Just as he was thinking this, a sharp longsword cut through the hazy smoke, its blade illuminated by the fire. It was aimed straight at Lynn!

The speed of this strike was astonishing, and by the time Lynn realized it, the sharp longsword was nearly at his throat!

Fortunately, at this moment, thanks to the connection between his neural network and the smart brain, Lynn's reaction speed had increased several times, and his body's coordination had greatly improved. He held the sword horizontally with his right hand, left hand pressed against his right wrist, and his body crouched slightly, with the sword tip supported against the uneven wall.

Clang!

A sharp, harsh clang echoed in the narrow room. Upon contact, Lynn felt a sharp pain in his hand, and the sword tip, supported against the wall, had deeply embedded itself in the wall. A long, slender crack had appeared on the blade.

So heavy...

Lynn's mind was left with only this one thought. He then let go of the sword with both hands, sank to the ground, and narrowly evaded a kicking leg with a few tumbles.

A fierce wind passed over his head, followed by another dull sound. Lynn turned to look, and the fragmented wall had been dented by the kick.

(Wall structure under force approximately 1.75 tons, 65% chance of a North American bison collision...)

In an instant, a data analysis flashed through his mind, and Lynn's pupils shrank. If he had taken a direct kick, his internal organs would have definitely burst open.

Body modification? Cyborg? Qi cultivation?

Lynn was well aware that a normal person, even after the most scientific professional training, could never kick with such terrifying force.

This completely surpassed the limits of the human body!

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