Chapter 257 Polnareff's Stand Ability
"Your Stand ability?"
Hearing this, Illuso was subconsciously surprised.
He was shocked by the sharp aura of Polnareff, and for a moment he thought that the enemy had figured out a way to break through the mirror space, and then quietly brought his own substitute in.
However, reality clearly told Illuso:
The stand named Silver Chariot was still standing blankly in the real world; it did not appear next to Polnareff at all.
Polnareff's condition was no different from before, except that he now had an ordinary cane in his hand.
A cane can make you so swollen?
Who gave you the courage?
"Heh... bluffing."
"Your Stand is still blocked outside, where do you get your Stand ability from?!"
Illuso spat lightly in hatred.
But even he himself did not notice that the disdain had quietly disappeared from his voice, and instead there was a hint of solemnity.
Because he simply couldn't understand where Polnareff's confidence came from.
The unknown is the biggest threat, and Illuso's heart was inevitably shrouded in a layer of haze.
"The Man in the Mirror..."
"Get rid of him quickly !"
Irusos thought about it over and over again but couldn't see anything strange.
He could only bite the bullet and let the man in the mirror attack directly, using his heavy and strong fists to test Polnareff's cards.
Then, at the moment when the person in the mirror made his move...
Polnareff's eyes were fixed on the fist of the man in the mirror, and every subtle movement of the enemy's attack was deeply imprinted in his mind.
Although nothing supernatural actually happened, at this moment, the movements of the person in the mirror seemed to slow down infinitely in his eyes.
"I saw... a flaw!"
Polnareff moved his wrist slightly.
The cane standing upright on his chest suddenly began to dance like a phantom.
Suddenly, this ordinary crutch seemed to have really become a sharp sword.
The sword blade suddenly drew a brilliant trajectory in the air, and soon pointed straight forward with a precise and powerful posture.
A sword thrust out, the tip of the sword pointing directly at the throat.
An inch longer is an inch stronger. Before the fist of the man in the mirror could get close, Polnareff deflected its arm with his sword and stabbed it straight in the throat.
Although there is a saying that "only a Stand can defeat a Stand", no matter what, the Stand will always have a tangible entity when it launches a physical attack.
Since the stand-in can actually smash the brick, it is obvious that the brick can also actually come into contact with the stand-in.
Therefore, even a mundane object like a cane can still cause damage to the Stand as long as the user uses it properly.
Just like now, the person in the mirror was stabbed hard in the throat by the crutch.
Its body trembled, and it froze in place.
And the damage was fed back to Illuso exactly as it was, making him suddenly feel the heavy blow piercing his throat.
"How...how could it be...like this?"
Illuso covered his throat with difficulty, his entire face turning red due to the pain.
But he instinctively thought that this accident was just a mistake, so he immediately endured the pain and ordered the man in the mirror to continue attacking Polnareff.
However, the situation took an even more dramatic turn for the worse.
The man in the mirror had just raised when Polnareff swung his cane as if he had predicted the future.
He first used a clever force to pry open the arm of the person in the mirror to defuse the attack, and then stabbed three swords in a row forward with lightning speed, and each sword pierced the vital part of the person in the mirror's chest accurately.
The brute force of the person in the mirror had no effect at all.
It was like a clumsy elephant with only strength left, being toyed with by a nimble and ruthless lion.
After Polnareff stabbed it three times in succession, its body began to tremble violently and uncontrollably.
"ah--"
Illuso had just covered his throat, and now he covered his chest.
He only felt a surge of energy and blood in his chest, and the part that was directly stabbed was extremely painful.
And this is because Polnareff was not using a real weapon. If he was using a real sword, Illuso would have died several times in just a few seconds.
"Damn... Could it be that..."
At this moment, Illuso's doubts were answered.
He finally experienced in a very bad way what Polnareff meant by "Stand ability":
"Swordsmanship, that kind of swordsmanship..."
"So this guy developed this ability himself?"
Illuso roared in disbelief.
Although Polnareff has never revealed the ability of his Stand, Illuso can tell from the performance of the Silver Chariot that the ability of this Stand is probably that unfathomable swordsmanship.
After all, in the absence of any signs of other abilities, this miraculous swordsmanship could barely be considered a stand ability.
But Illuso never expected...
The only swordsmanship that could be related to the word "ability" in Silver Chariot was actually acquired through years of practice by Polnareff himself.
The one who knows swordsmanship is not the Stand, but the Stand user.
Stand ability, Stand ability, the term even changes its meaning here - Silver Chariot is a Stand, Polnareff has the ability.
And looking back at the silver chariot itself...
“Isn’t this just a blank slate with no ability?”
Illuso couldn't help but express his shock.
"What a disrespectful statement..."
"The Silver Chariot is not a blank slate. It is the companion I have relied on since I was a child."
"If it weren't for the fact that I could use it to its full potential, I wouldn't have developed such superb swordsmanship as I do now."
Polnareff tightly grasped the "sword" in his hand.
He couldn't help but recall the surprise and joy he felt when his Stand was accidentally awakened as a child, as well as the beauty and tranquility of practicing swordsmanship with Silver Chariot for countless days and moons.
Those memories, those past, eventually made me who I am today:
"Yes, the swordsmanship that Silver Chariot and I have honed through countless battles..."
"It's my 'Stand Ability'!"
Polnareff suddenly stood up and drew his sword.
He turned passivity into initiative and attacked the person in the mirror with a nimble and swift posture.
Although the man in the mirror had a huge advantage in strength, at this moment, facing the bruised and battered Polnareff and an ordinary crutch, Illuso actually felt an indelible fear in his heart.
"The man in the mirror, stop him!"
Such shouting is meaningless.
Polnareff, with the sword in hand, seemed like a completely different person.
Although his strength did not increase and his speed did not increase, his movements became more agile, swift and unpredictable.
The crutch seemed to have become an extension of his limbs at this moment, channeling his relatively weak strength to the enemy's weakest point in the most perfect and precise way.
Just like that, Polnareff stabbed the man in the mirror in the knee joint with his sword, then raised his hand and swung the sword to knock away his shoulders and arms.
Every movement of the person in the mirror would be perfectly interrupted by the snake-like sword edge.
Polnareff was like a man in a deserted place, easily breaking through the defense line of the man in the mirror, and pointed his sword directly at Illuso's real body standing not far away.
Illuso finally realized clearly that his situation was hopeless.
Relying on his relatively crude and clumsy fighting skills and the extremely limited strength of the man in the mirror, it was impossible for him to fight Polnareff, the master of swordsmanship, head-on.
Now he could only stand there helplessly, watching Polnareff easily break through the obstruction of the man in the mirror with his crutch, and then attack his real body with murderous intent, which had lower "armor" and was easier to kill than his stand.
"There's nothing I can do..."
Illuso's eyes sparkled.
Facing Polnareff who was charging at him with his sword drawn, he raised the car rearview mirror in his hand without hesitation.
He turned the rearview mirror towards himself and stretched his arm straight toward the mirror.
At this moment, the mirror in front of Illuso seemed to turn into liquid, and strange, wonderful, visible ripples began to appear on the originally flat mirror surface.
For Polnareff, this mirror is just a "display screen" that can see the outside world, but for Illuso, the master of the mirror world, the mirror is a portal that can be passed freely.
As long as he wants, he can return to the real world at any time through the mirror in his hand.
Just like now, Illuso's body quickly disappeared from in front of the mirror and was about to escape to the real world on the other side.
"Oops!"
Polnareff's heart skipped a beat.
Because Illuso decisively took the approach he was most worried about:
When he enters sword master mode, he is indeed very powerful, but what he holds in his hand is a cane instead of a real sword.
But reality is not a martial arts novel. A gun without a tip cannot kill anyone.
The cane's lethality was extremely limited. No matter how strong his swordsmanship was, he couldn't kill his opponent instantly with just a stick. Not to mention killing someone, he couldn't even destroy the enemy's ability to move in a short period of time.
But Illuso is the master of this mirror world.
As long as he looks in the mirror, he can escape to another world at any time through the mirror.
By then, Illuso won't even have to do anything more.
As long as he waits obediently in the real world, Polnareff, who is trapped in the mirror world, will starve to death in a few days.
This is the situation that Polnareff was most worried about, so he rushed directly towards Illuso's body regardless of everything.
But Illuso's reaction was even faster than he worried.
Polnareff had just raised his sword and rushed forward when Illuso had already escaped half of his body.
"stop!"
"Don't try to escape!"
Polnareff instinctively wanted to grab the remaining half of the body and do his best to stop Illuso from escaping.
Then, at the moment he hastily stretched out his hand...
A hand suddenly stretched out from the rearview mirror of the car.
Illuso, who had not yet completely escaped to the real world, actually took the initiative to return to the mirror world.
He turned around and grabbed Polnareff's hand, and a sneer appeared on his face that was previously full of solemnity:
"Run away, do you think I'm running away?"
"Idiot... I'm just luring you closer to this open 'passageway'."
Illuso grabbed Polnareff's arm tightly and tried his best to pull him towards the mirror that turned into a space channel.
Caught off guard, Polnareff felt his body falling uncontrollably into another world.
He didn't know why Illuso did this.
But he instinctively felt an unprecedented danger.
So, Polnareff immediately picked up his crutch and stabbed straight at Illuso, wanting to use his powerful sword strike to force the other party to let go.
But Illuso stood firm without dodging, and even after being beaten to a bloody mess , he gritted his teeth and did not let go.
"Hahaha…"
"You can't kill me yet!"
"As long as I'm not dead...I will never let go."
Illuso bit his blood-stained lips and laughed wildly and firmly:
"So, Broom Head, you must be eager to return to the real world, right?"
"Don't worry, I'll let you out now!"
"but--"
"You can only walk halfway!"
