Chapter 521 Battle with Nie Yu

at the same time.

San Francisco.

Dang Dang Dang Dang——

A red shadow stepped on the high stakes, leaping up as lightly as flying on the clouds. The big red lion wore a streamer on its head and flew in the air. Its huge eyes blinked lightly from time to time, as if it was really alive.

Loud gongs and drums continued one after another, and cheers from the crowd rang out from the side. A group of white and black people held mobile phones and were watching this scene in shock, with disbelief on their faces.

I saw the lion dance figure stepping onto the highest high pile in a few steps, which was seven or eight meters high from the ground. He stepped on the pile with one foot, and his body naturally sank back. The other foot was stacked on top of it like a double leg. Together, looking from a distance, it looked like it was about to fall down at any time, causing everyone to exclaim.

The big red lion hooded him with a playful wink, and with a fierce backflip he jumped from a high pile seven to eight meters high. He stepped on nothingness with his feet, flew down in the air like stepping on a ladder, and then landed steadily on the ground.

The next moment, there was thunderous applause!

Countless onlookers looked at each other in surprise, their mouths seemed to be saying "My God". They didn't understand how this was done, but in Chinatown, this kind of thing seemed to be commonplace... These guys from the East, There is always some magical power in him that is incomprehensible.

As the performance ended, the figure of the lion dancer walked to the back of the queue, took off the big red lion hood with both hands, and a handsome young face appeared in front of everyone.

It was a young man of about twenty years old, wearing a red and black Tang suit, with a string of shiny small-leaf red sandalwood on his wrist. He waved to the boy next to him, then took a pair of narrow round sunglasses and casually Put it on the bridge of your nose and raise the corners of your mouth slightly.

"Hmph, these foreigners make so much money."

He put his hands in his pockets, leaned forward slightly, and the small round sunglasses on the bridge of his nose slid down a little. His eyes scanned the entire Chinatown with a smile, and there was a hint of scorn in his expression and posture.

"Now, who is the most handsome boy in Chinatown?"

"Mr. Sun, the audience hasn't gone far yet... Please pay attention to your image." The young man who looked like an assistant said softly.

"...Ahem." The young man glanced back, straightened up silently, and walked straight into Chinatown.

"By the way, Mr. Sun, your cell phone seems to have been ringing since just now..."

"Um?"

The young man took the phone and saw the website and pictures on the screen, and he was suddenly stunned.

"Hey...what's going on? The dark web has been hacked?"

He pulled down the sunglasses from the bridge of his nose and squatted on the side of the road to watch carefully. As a blood-stained figure in the picture passed by the camera, his attention was instantly attracted.

"This face...I think I've seen it somewhere before? Is it from the famous Soldier God of the Golden Triangle..."

The young man scratched his head and thought hard.

However, as the scene changed, in the direction of Nie Yu's progress, a figure wearing a bright red opera robe was standing on the roof of the heavy rain building, with a touch of apricot red outlined from the corner of his eyes.

Seeing this scene, the young man's pupils suddenly shrank, and he stood up from the roadside in an instant!

"This is...the way of playing God??"

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service area.

Thunder roared among the clouds, and pale thunder flashed across the sky.

In the flashing neon lights, Nie Yu held the hunting knife, smashing the ripple reflections in the puddles step by step, and slowly advanced towards Chen Ling's location.

The rain washed away the blood on his face, and the look he looked at Chen Ling was as sharp as a knife.

"You really came after me..."

Chen Ling looked at him calmly, "I thought you would always hide in the dark, waiting for my defense to weaken, and then suddenly give me a fatal blow."

"This method is not necessary to deal with you."

"Is it that you can't use it or can't afford it? Your body is almost reaching its limit, right? If you don't deal with me as soon as possible and deal with the Demon-Suppressing Blood Map, I'm afraid your rank will continue to fall... By then, you will There’s not even a chance of winning.”

Chen Ling saw Nie Yu's thoughts at a glance and sneered.

Nie Yu's palm gripped the hunting knife harder and harder, and the pale joints looked particularly ferocious under the cold rain.

"You should only be at the third level, right?" Nie Yu said solemnly, "Even if my level falls and I am injured, it will be easy to kill you as a third level."

"Really?" Chen Ling chuckled, "Then come and try it."

Looking at Chen Ling's face, a surge of anger rushed into Nie Yu's heart. Whether it was the trap on the plane before, or killing the vulture, or issuing a reward for himself, Nie Yu's murderous intention towards Chen Ling rose to the extreme. ...His chest rose and fell violently, his feet slammed into the ground, and his figure instantly broke through the rain curtain like a cannonball and flew out!

Even though his body was heavily injured and it was difficult to even walk, Nie Yu still burst out with terrifying strength and speed at this moment. He even accelerated vertically along the wall of the building, and the uneven hunting knife blade cut open and fell. The raindrops made a whistling sound that broke through the sky.

He must fight quickly!

Chen Ling only felt a flash in front of her eyes. Nie Yu's figure jumped into the air on the top of the building. His blood-colored clothes rustled in the wind. As the hunting knife fell, the thin sharp threads danced wildly towards Chen Ling's throat!

Her apricot-red eyes reflected the trajectory of the sharp edge, and the red opera robe was fluttering on the roof like a butterfly in an instant. Chen Ling did not retreat but advanced, and she managed to find a path without injury in the wildly dancing sharp thread.

The sleeves of the wide opera robe flickered, and a boning knife with a cold light fell into Chen Ling's palm, and it struck Nie Yu lightly.

Dang Dang Dang Dang——! !

Nie Yu's hunting knife and Chen Ling's boning knife clashed dozens of times in an instant, so fast that they left a shadow in the rain.

The ear-piercing sound of metal clashing rang out, and fine sparks splashed in the rain. Nie Yu did not expect Chen Ling's close combat power to be so strong. Whether it was speed or slashing moves, they were comparable to him!

Nie Yu frowned, roared, and his muscles bulged. Under the cover of [Iron Armor], he was strengthened again, and he chopped the boning knife heavily with a knife.

Dong——!!

The terrifying power came from the blade, and Chen Ling flew backwards from the rain. After several meters, his feet touched the ground and barely stabilized his body.

Feeling the numbness from his hands, even holding the knife was a little difficult, and Chen Ling's eyes gradually became solemn.

"What a strong power..."

After all, Nie Yu was a fifth-level [Heavenly Wolf]. Even if he was seriously injured, his strength under the blessing of [Iron Armor] was not comparable to that of a third-level one. If Chen Ling had not learned and practiced close combat techniques with his senior brother every day in the past few months, and his fighting skills had greatly improved, he would probably not be able to block even Nie Yu's swords.

Seeing this, the cold light in Nie Yu's eyes became more intense. He walked slowly in the rain holding a hunting knife and said in a cold voice:

"I said... You are only a third-level player, you can't beat me."