"Do you know me?"
Miles looked at Psylocke's suddenly changed expression, puzzled.
"I know 'another you.' He was... a very memorable guy," Psylocke answered slowly.
[Another me?!]
[Do I have other variants too?]
In the instant Miles was taken aback, Psylocke's figure flashed, and she charged at him like a ghost!
At the critical moment, Miles crossed his arms in front of himself. His arms, covered in blue psionic armor, collided viciously with the telekinetic light blade that had appeared out of nowhere.
"Boom!"
The tremendous force numbed both his arms and sent him stumbling several steps back, nearly knocking him off his feet.
"Your strength isn't that great right now either..."
Psylocke snorted. With a flick of her wrist, the purple blade traced a deadly arc and followed close behind like a bone-clinging maggot!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Blade flashes came one after another, too fast for the eye to follow.
Miles could only barely block them. Under the barrage of strikes, spiderweb-like cracks burst across the blue psionic armor on his arms!
The gap between them in combat awareness was simply too great!
Psylocke was a battle-hardened warrior and ninja, while Miles had almost never engaged in direct combat before this. He had only begun mastering psionic magic a week ago.
That was why Miles had formed psionic armor around both arms: to hold out a little longer.
He had abandoned Body Reinforcement because it was of little use for pure defense. No matter how strong he was, it meant nothing if he could not hit his enemy. At such close range, Miles did not think Psylocke would give him the chance to land a blow.
"Bang!"
As the fourth slash fell, the psionic armor could no longer hold. With a crack, it completely shattered into countless motes of