Neurolink System in the Modern World

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"You insolent brat!" The man, draped in a flowing blue robe, bellowed with rage.

With a swift motion, he drew his sword, the glint of steel flashing in the light of the hall.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Then, he sliced through the air, cutting a path towards its target with deadly precision.

As he lunged towards Yuki, his movements blurred with incredible speed, leaving bystanders frozen in shock. Even Yuki herself barely had time to register the threat. But, in the face of imminent danger, she remained composed.

There was no hint of fear in her eyes. Instead, they burned with an unyielding confidence, reflecting the absolute trust she held in her master.

Suddenly, a ripple of energy crackled through the air, and a long black whip materialized behind her. With a thunderous crack, the whip lashed out, intercepting the man's sword with precision.

BOOOOOOM!

The impact was staggering. The force of the collision sent shock-waves reverberating through the chamber, rattling the very air.

The man stumbled backward, his feet scraping against the polished floor as he struggled to maintain his balance. Ten steps he retreated, each one a proof to the sheer power behind the whip attack.

As the dust settled and silence descended upon the scene, all eyes turned to Yuki, who stood unflinching amidst the chaos.

Her gaze locked with her assailant's, a silent challenge burning in her eyes.

The whip began to sway around her with an almost serpentine grace, its movements fluid and sinuous, like the tail of a mighty dragon. Each twist and turn seemed to be guided by an invisible force, as if the very air itself had come alive with the dance of the whip.

"Do you truly believe that attack could harm me?" Yuki's voice sliced through the tense air like a sword, her words dripping with absolute confidence. She needed to make it abundantly clear that she was not to be trifled with.

She needed to show them she could defeat everyone with her overwhelming power.

In truth, she knew the whip wasn't hers, but she didn't mind. Her master's power was her power because she represented him. With this strong belief, she stood firm, ready to face any challenge.

"Is this what you call manifestation?" The representative's disbelief was visible on their faces as they saw the scaly whip encircling Yuki.

Though only a fraction of her power was on display, its sheer power and speed sent shivers down their spine.

The man in the blue robe possessed an extraordinary ability to manipulate wind with precision that he could accelerate from 0 to 300 kilometers per hour in under a second. It was a deadly speed, especially in close quarters combat.

However, to their surprise, the scaly whip materialized and reacted with lightning speed, intercepting his attack just in time.

What they had dismissed as mere rumors now stood before them in reality.

Reports had spoken of Yuki's rumored ability to summon a full-sized black dragon, but the representatives had regarded such claims with skepticism.

Yet, as they observed the semi-transparent form of a dragon materializing behind her, their doubts were shattered. Though smaller in scale than the reports had suggested, its presence was unmistakable, a silent guardian ready to defend its mistress.

"Brat, tell us the secret to unlocking our weapons' true potential," the man in the blue robe demanded, his voice tinged with a mixture of resentment and greed.

Despite his bravado, his hand trembled slightly, a lingering reminder of the power he had encountered .

Though he recognized that Yuki had held back during their exchange, his greed clouded his judgment, driving him to seek the source of her strength.

If an ordinary Shaman like her could wield such power through mastery of Manifestation, then what untapped potential lay dormant within their own skilled members? Or him?

He was set on finding out the truth, no matter what.

But before he could press further, Yuki's retort cut through the air like a blade. "You're not worthy to know," she replied, her voice ringing with authority .

The man in the blue robe narrowed his eyes, his frustration boiling over into anger.

"You dare refuse us?" he spat, his voice dripping with venom. "You think you can withhold information from us and get away with it?"

Beside him, another representative stepped forward, his expression dark and menacing.

"You underestimate the consequences of defying us," he growled, his tone laced with thinly veiled threats. "We have ways of making you talk."

Yuki remained unfazed, her gaze steady and unwavering.

"Empty threats won't sway me," she replied calmly, her voice carrying a hint of steel. "If you want to know the secret, then you have to submit to me. "

"Let's neutralized her !"

The representatives of the council launched a coordinated assault, their swords pulsating with elemental energies.

Lightning danced along the edge of one blade, water cascaded down another, earth crackled with raw power, and the air hummed with deadly slashes.

The elemental attacks came in a flurry of motion, each strike aimed to overwhelm and overpower. Lightning roared, water surged, earth trembled, and wind howled, converging on Yuki on all direction

But she did not waver.

Without doing anything. The dragon acted, its movements filled with dominance. It formed a black barrier against the elemental attacks, each blow met with a counterattack of equal ferocity.

As the battle raged on, the representatives' attacks grew more desperate, their movements fueled by a mixture of fear and frustration. But Yuki remained calm like a mountain.

She appeared to effortlessly repel their attacks, unnerving the representatives. The sheer power of her manifestation was evident in her calm demeanor, even in the face of a coordinated assault by high-level shamans like themselves.

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With no other option, they unleashed their combined might in their strongest attack yet. The resulting explosion erupted around Yuki, the force of their combined energies colliding .

And as the dust settled and the echoes of battle faded, Yuki stood victorious, her dragon by her side unscathed.

"Play time is over"