Chapter 297 Destiny Guides Lu Mingfei’s Arrival (Two-in-One, Please Subscribe!!!)
The three sword slashes above his head were all phantoms. Caesar's figure jumped over Yuan Zhisheng's head and turned 180 degrees, like an extremely gorgeous gymnast performer.
But behind the gorgeous things there is often hidden murderous intent, and in the end, a fatal blow fell on Yuan Zhisheng's back!
Cross the saddle and chop!
This is a unique move that Caesar developed from Polish cavalry skills. He used this move to deal with Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei, but was defeated by the two brothers using the ancient Chinese martial arts move "Su Qin Bearing Sword". But Yuan Zhisheng would never know such an unpopular Chinese sword move as Su Qin's Negative Sword.
Caesar used tactics that Yuan Zhisheng had never seen before. Caesar successfully caused Yuan Zhisheng to misunderstand his intentions. Yuan Zhisheng originally thought that the opponent was just seizing the opportunity for him to think and sneak up on him, but he couldn't help it for a moment. He didn't expect that the other party would make such deceptive fake moves three times in a row while attacking him!
The waving spider was frozen in the air. At this time, it was too late for Yuan Zhisheng to turn his head!
In the blink of an eye, Yuan Zhisheng's mind was filled with ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping past. This guy came to kill him and it was already a sneak attack, but he also wanted to add an insidious trick that combined virtual and real elements into the sneak attack?
He couldn't help but wonder whether what Cassel College taught these students was dragon slaying or what?
Damn it! Could it be that after I graduated, the academy no longer taught dragon slaying and alchemy, and the daily lectures became "How to disgust the enemy while fighting the enemy", "On one hundred different ways of playing dirty tricks" and "Psychosis" "Self-cultivation"!
Facing Caesar's knife from behind, Yuan Zhisheng did not choose to dodge, because there was no way to avoid it, and the opportunity had already passed.
Spider Chie turned 180 degrees, protruded the tip of the knife from the gap between his arm and waist, and stabbed behind him suddenly.
A huge gap appeared behind Yuan Zhisheng's suit and white lining, and a dazzling bloody slash dyed the snow-white lining and suit red, and blood dripped down the hem of the clothes.
Caesar successfully deceived him and slashed his back with a powerful and heavy blow across the saddle. From the suit to the lining to the skin on his latissimus dorsi, all the skin was "sharp" by Dick's pushed blade. "The ground was chopped open, and the pain spread with the open wound.
Yuan Zhisheng was not moved by this ferocious scar, like a monster without pain nerves. He received a blood vibration, and a drop of blood shattered from the tip of the spider's knife. The blood came from Caesar.
Caesar looked down at his waist. A round hole the size of a thumb had been poked out of his shirt. Blood spread through the hole in all directions on the shirt, but Caesar's expression was quite solemn.
It's not because of the pain. In fact, the wound is not that serious. For a body after a violent bloodshed, it only takes a cup of tea to recover from such a wound... Caesar is horrified that his immature fighting consciousness is like this. Subtle and decisive, ordinary people will subconsciously dodge when they feel the murderous intention coming from the back, but Yuan Zhisheng knows that he cannot avoid it, but he can subjectively control his subconscious fear without giving in... No, this There may be no fear in the guy's consciousness at all.
After Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei, another person cracked his own trick. He still used a completely different method from Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei. He had obviously used it on three people, but never achieved the expected effect. This Much to Caesar's dismay.
This guy uses injury-for-injury tactics to break his own killer moves, using advance to retreat, attack to defend. This kind of fool who dares to trade with you without risking his life is the most difficult to deal with... If Caesar wants to If he had to use the saddle chop to inflict deeper injuries to Yuan Zhisheng, then Yuan Zhisheng's spider cut would penetrate his entire waist. Even for a hybrid after a violent outburst, such a deep penetrating injury would be too much. It is difficult to heal, and once the kidneys are injured, they may have lifelong regrets.
Damn it, haven’t you heard of hitting someone in the face instead of in the face, stabbing someone in the waist instead of stabbing someone in the waist?
Caesar and Chu Zihang once again distanced themselves from Yuan Zhisheng, just like people always instinctively distance themselves from ferocious beasts to avoid being swallowed up in one bite.
"His sword skills are very powerful, and the sound of the wind seems to be wrapped in his strong murderous aura." Caesar lowered his voice and said to Chu Zihang, "It is very different from your and Lu Mingfei's sword skills. His moves are Areas I haven’t studied are very difficult to deal with.”
"Of course, he is the emperor of the Snake Qi Eight Family, and his teachers should be the few remaining old swordsmen in the world. They all learned the most authentic traditional Japanese swordsmanship. During the ancient chaotic wars, the sword was very important to a person. For a samurai, it is even more important than his life. All moves are for killing people. Only by killing the enemy can he survive. Therefore, his sword intention is full of murderous intent and extremely cruel, because he practices the most ancient style. The killing sword." Chu Zihang explained to Caesar in a low voice.
"But Lu Mingfei and I learned swordsmanship at the Children's Palace in our hometown. Our teacher and curator was only a seventh-dan swordsman. The curator was quickly surpassed by us. We trained more on our own, and We used our spare time to search for various kendo teaching videos on the Internet, but most of those videos were of a performance nature, so we could only study those sword moves ourselves into killing techniques suitable for use against the enemy." Chu Zihang stared at Yuan Zhisheng and said, "Of course the swordsmanship that Lu Mingfei and I have studied cannot compare to the swordsmanship inherited from the ancient kendo masters. It was a killing technique handed down from the era of bloodshed and fate, where thousands of people were killed and ten thousand people were killed. The wind whipped up by each knife seems to be filled with the smell of blood."
"So this guy is also a master of swordsmanship?" Caesar also looked at Yuan Zhisheng, "Has a body like a monster, but also has superb sword skills... This guy is better than any opponent I have ever seen. It’s going to be difficult!”
While Caesar and Chu Zihang were looking at Yuan Zhisheng, Yuan Zhisheng was also looking at the two of them quietly. What they didn't know was that Yuan Zhisheng was also secretly frightened at this moment... He had never had this before. It feels like meeting an opponent in a chess game. Even if the opponent is a duo or more people, the result is always a one-sided massacre. But now facing Caesar and Chu Zihang, Yuan Zhisheng suddenly and inexplicably felt this way.
He is the director of the Japanese branch's executive bureau and has killed countless "ghosts", many of whom have powerful bloodlines and some who have become deadpools. But even the most terrifying opponents are still too much for the aloof emperor. After all, it's just a game of cat and mouse. The mice may be quite cunning and may have sharp teeth, but no one can threaten Yuan Zhisheng's life.
But Yuan's sixth sense told him that if he didn't be more cautious and prepared, he would probably capsize in the hands of these two people.
Just like Caesar and Chu Zihang thought Yuan Zhisheng was unfathomable, Yuan Zhisheng thought he had found the bottom of these two people, but he was surprised to realize that these two guys were like a deep pool, and what he touched was It's just the turbulent sand, and he doesn't know how deep the opponent's real bottom is...perhaps when he really touches the bottom, he will be too late to realize that he has been stuck in the quagmire, unable to extricate himself, and will drown because of this. Death is a possibility.
What puzzles Yuan Zhisheng the most is, aren't these two opponents who dislike each other? Why can they cooperate with each other so tacitly and seamlessly during battle... It's like life and death partners who have experienced thousands of drills and are bound to each other.
What happened today seems to be beyond Yuan Zhisheng's understanding, so he has no intention and can no longer hold back. The most straightforward way to eliminate the uneasiness in his heart is to break the alliance between Caesar and Chu Zihang and severely injure them both. , or even kill two people... Yuan Zhisheng's body still contains terrifying power that has not yet been revealed.
For a hybrid, the biggest trump card is his word spirit, but Yuan Zhisheng cannot easily use his word spirit. Even in the past actions of hunting "ghosts", he has always relied on physical strength and He fought hand-to-hand with the opponent with swordsmanship, without using the power of words and spirits.
Because Yuan Zhisheng's word spirit is too advanced, it has left the scope of the normal word spirit series and entered the realm of dangerous word spirits. Even a super hybrid's body can hardly bear this kind of power. Using the word spirit, he can The two Caesars will be eliminated in an instant, but his mobility and vitality will also be drained in an instant, and he will be in a rather long period of weakness.
But if it's for the family, he must leave no room for it!
Yuan Zhisheng's pupils burst out with an unprecedented bright and kind light. He recited ancient mottos in a low voice, and the power of words and spirits was awakened from his body like a tide.
"King Yan Ling..."
However, halfway through Yuan Zhisheng's chant, he was suddenly interrupted by several screams, which came from Caesar.
"Beta! This guy is too difficult to deal with!"
"it's time!"
"Plan C! Plan to catch the turtle! Execute Plan C on him!"
Caesar yelled and ran away from Yuan Zhisheng, his voice getting farther and farther away, like a scurrying rabbit, Chu Zihang also ran away closely behind Caesar.
Yuan Zhisheng looked at the retreating figures of Caesar and Chu Zihang and stood there alone. He was unable to realize the intentions of these two guys for a moment.
What the hell is a corny codename like Beta? What does the turtle catching plan mean? Could it be that because he mentioned that he looked like the last Pinta Island tortoise, these two hateful guys privately gave him the title "turtle"?
And that Plan C sounds like another bad idea! There were so many flaws that Yuan Zhisheng couldn't spit them out for a while, and the familiar feeling of crazy singing and dancing came back.
Yuan Zhisheng is still frightened by the feeling of blood clots on his face, flirtatious slashing, and rope trap just now!
Although he knew that those guys must have prepared some insidious trap waiting for him in the distance, Yuan Zhisheng was ready to give up everything, including his life. All underhanded tricks were vain in the face of absolutely powerful strength.
Yuan Zhisheng took a deep breath, held the spider knife tightly with his fingers, tilted the blade slightly to his side, and pointed the blade forward. He exhaled all the air from his lungs. His whole body was in a state of complete breath concentration, and his back was slightly He arched his body, his body hunched, and all kinds of Shura phenomena such as hell, yaksha, and Yama appeared in his mind, and then he eliminated all his thoughts, without thinking, and the whole person was in a state of complete "emptiness".
The flow of Shinto's mindlessness·Everything is empty!
Yuan Zhisheng held the spider cutter in his hand and walked slowly towards the direction where Caesar and Chu Zihang fled in a full swordsmanship posture.
Because Yuan Zhisheng was completely immersed in the state of swordsmanship, what he didn't notice was... a dark and huge figure quietly flashed into the corner of the screen wall behind him, with a pair of huge golden pupils like dark will-o'-the-wisps. She stared at him quietly like she was looking at prey.
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Lu Mingfei used Tachibana Masamune's permission card to open the silver metal door in front of him. He stepped inside, and the heavy metal door closed tightly behind him. The sound of metal parts snapping and clicking came from between the two door panels. machine sound reinforcement.
In front of you is an empty corridor illuminated by bright incandescent lamps. The white halo makes it difficult to open your eyes, and you cannot see what is happening on the other side of the long corridor. There is nothing on the corridor, and there are no paintings. There are no bonsais or any decorations. Everything is white and empty, like a tunnel leading to heaven.
Lu Mingfei stood there without moving. He listened carefully. No human voice came from the air. The light, shadow and air seemed to be imprisoned here. There was no movement in this closed space. It felt like staying here It seemed to be wrapped in silence and nothingness, and it was as scary as staying alone in a quiet, unmanned hospital late at night.
After Lu Mingfei left the fourteenth floor, he searched upwards layer by layer. Some floors of the building late at night were occupied, and some floors were empty. Lu Mingfei felt like a real thief, walking through the owner's house layer by layer. Snooping, looking for the most dazzling treasure in the darkness, but every floor before that was marked with a serial number or purpose, which was not his goal... until he came to this floor.
When he entered this level, some mysterious intuition flashed in his mind. He felt that he had been wandering around in the messy threads woven by fate. Until he came here, he felt that he couldn't move. It seems destined.
He was walking in the empty corridor. The terrain on this floor was obviously as complicated as a maze with no end. He had never been here before, and there were no signs at the fork in the road. But when Lu Mingfei passed by each Before the intersection, he subconsciously knew in his mind which direction to turn and how far to go at the next intersection, as if there was someone at the end of the maze guiding him to where he should go.
Lu Mingfei had already reached the depths. The walls here were all made of alloy. They were as hard as cages to imprison wild beasts. Red exclamation marks with unknown meanings could be seen everywhere on the walls, as if there was something dangerous hidden here.
The air was filled with the vague smell of formalin and various medicinal smells, as well as the faint smell of marshmallows and cream. The two smells were entangled, giving off a curious and contradictory feeling... It was as if someone was there. In the anatomy laboratory, he was eating fragrant cream cake in front of a pile of white old corpses.