Chapter 22: Proficiency (Part 5)
"You can actually solve all three floats, really, yes. ”
The black-clothed man Li Yuan uttered words of admiration, but ignored Zhao Feng's questioning, still walking slowly with a steady pace and a knife in his hand.
For Zhao Feng, Li Yuan was full of surprise, in his opinion, he had already consumed most of his physical strength by the first two ghosts. Now that he has taken a throwing knife from himself, he still has the strength to stand up and assume a defensive posture.
"This man's will to fight is so terrifying, he really deserves to be my chosen opponent, but unfortunately, today will be your death day, and this is your burial place. Li Yuan thought about a series of things recently, the world is impermanent, and he and this Zhao Feng can't get to this situation.
It is precisely because you are excellent that you have to die, and the position of the captain of this escort team must be my Li Yuan's, this is Li Yuan's consciousness.
The reason why the flying knife didn't hit the vital point, Li Yuan deliberately put on a posture, mainly because he wanted to oppress Zhao Feng and force Zhao Feng to turn around and escape.
It's much easier and safer to deal with someone who has his back exposed than it is to face himself.
Even if it was a respectable opponent, Li Yuan didn't want to put too much energy into him.
This is just a stepping stone on my long road to becoming a guard, Li Yuan thinks.
Seeing that the man in black was getting closer and closer, beads of sweat began to appear on Zhao Feng's forehead, although this person walked forward in a relaxed manner, but every time he knocked the tip of the knife, it seemed to knock on his heartbeat node, and he pulled his heartbeat in one fell swoop.
"The tip of the knife, the style of this knife?" Zhao Feng didn't know why, he had such a thought in his heart, and looked at the knife intently, it was the shape of the knife used by the escorts, but it was impossible to identify the identity based on this alone.
"It's just, why do you use standard knives?" Zhao Feng was puzzled, there were many people who could obtain this kind of knife through various ways.
After all, he himself had picked up the leak of a knife, but if he could get this kind of knife, the scope of suspicion could be narrowed down a lot.
Whoever he was, he had to die.
Enlightenment rose in Zhao Feng's heart.
Since he has reached this situation, this person is unwilling to take off his mask to face him, there must be an ulterior secret, how should this kind of person be killed?
Zhao Feng didn't have a bottom in his heart, he just took this opportunity to think about all the things he had encountered in the past, the skills taught by the head of the sect, and the battle scenes he had seen in the movies before flashed in his mind one by one.
Such a place, such a person, such an opponent, Zhao Feng quickly formed several plans in his heart, and finally chose the lowest ninth-rate move.
The lower ninth rate means that the weak attack is strong, which is very suitable.
When the man in black was five steps away from Zhao Feng, Zhao Feng slashed at the ground with a knife obliquely, and the sand and soil on the ground suddenly flew up and shot towards Li Yuan, the man in black.
Between the flying sand and rocks, the originally dim mine cave is now even more hazy. I can't even see the human form clearly, and I lost my eyes for a moment with the flying ash this time.
You can completely hide your figure, Zhao Feng thought so, bounced back, he wanted to pull away for a distance, he wanted to take a good posture, but at this time, a knife light flashed, and from the confused darkness, it also shone with an amazing light.
This knife Zhao Feng had to guard against and had to unload.
So he held the knife in his right hand, squatted slightly with his left foot, and behind his right foot, and the knife in his hand suddenly held up the knife that had been cut over, making a dang sound.
It turned out that even if Li Yuan, the man in black, encountered the flying sand in this environment, he still slashed down towards the original location where Zhao Feng was.
This choice was unexpected by Zhao Feng, but it also directly hit Zhao Feng's flaws.
The black-clothed man's desire to attack was too strong, and it almost became a belief that Zhao Feng could hardly imagine that a person would make a move without seeing it.
This is not logical. Zhao Feng thought about it, but he could only reluctantly accept this fact, and then shook his right hand and blocked a slash from the left again.
The more he parried, the more passive he became, Zhao Feng knew, but he had no way to reverse it.
In the darkness of the night, a black and a white were fighting each other.
There was a symphony of weapons colliding in the air, and how few sparks could be sparked in that rare time?
"Hmph, who can put down this kind of little trick?" When Li Yuan saw Zhao Feng using the tip of his knife to pick the flying sand, he had already closed his eyes and avoided the flying sand blindfolding.
He walked forward slowly, and he had the intention of guarding against these three indiscriminate tricks.
Then a knife slashed at him, and the force that came back from the knife told him that he had done the right thing.
Sure enough, this knife went down, then Zhao Feng had to guard against it, his speed of retreat was far less fast than his own, the more he pushed, the more the force point was missing, and the more passive he became.
What's more, Li Yuan had already seen Zhao Feng's left hand hanging down weakly, and Li Yuan knew that Zhao Feng's left hand was useless, and he had the advantage in this battle.
Sure enough, with the impact one after another, Zhao Feng's figure flickered, revealing a big flaw.
After a while, Li Yuan grasped this Zhao Feng's flaw, and flew a whip leg with his left foot, which slammed straight into the empty door on Zhao Feng's left side, hitting his body directly.
Under the heavy blow, Zhao Feng rolled out like a leather ball, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, shattering to the ground, and the steel knife also fell to the ground.
The situation has been decided, looking at Zhao Feng's tumbling figure, Li Yuan is overjoyed.
No longer hesitated at the moment, and rushed over, wanting to make up for Zhao Feng while Zhao Feng was still on the ground, and Zhao Feng turned out to be ruthless.
It's just that what Li Yuan didn't see was that the blood that Zhao Feng spurted out in the air fell to the ground, seeping into the ashes on the ground and moistening the entire pattern.
It's just that in an instant, the underground track rune pattern that Zhao Feng was pressing took shape again, and a light red light lit up.
However, due to the obstruction of Zhao Feng's body, Li Yuan didn't see it, and at this time he was still flying towards Zhao Feng's location.
"This man is so strong in knife skills. Zhao Feng lay on the ground, watching as the blood he spurted out was absorbed on the ground, glowing with a set of red light.
What is it?
Zhao Feng couldn't tolerate any doubts, at this time, he grabbed a handful of dust on the ground with his right hand, and he had already heard the sound of an object approaching quickly.
Hopefully, this time the flying sand will be successful.
Zhao Feng thought so, and then spilled the sand in the direction that came quickly.
He flicked his feet and rolled to the left.
"It's this trick again, it's useless, let's die, Zhao Feng. Now that the battle had progressed, Li Yuan felt that he had completely controlled the situation, and immediately let out a rampant laugh.
Li Yuan blocked the front with his left hand, and with his right hand holding the knife, he was about to slash at Zhao Feng's place.
This voice is Li Yuan's voice? Zhao Feng was rolling on the ground, still wondering in his heart.
Now he can only kick the ground hard, praying to flip faster.
After all, that handful of sand and gravel played a little role, and Li Yuan's knife slashed into the clearing, only stirring up the gravel in one place.
Listening to the muffled sound coming from the ground not far from the blade landing, Zhao Feng was slightly certain in his heart, at least this time he had dodged.
There is still a chance, and you have to look for a chance.
Zhao Feng's belief turned and looked at the steel knife that was rolling away.
It's just that at this moment, a black mist suddenly rose from the ground, enveloping Li Yuan and Zhao Feng together.
The float, which had been scared away and dissipated, came out of the ground again, just enough to envelop the two of them.