Chapter 83: The Final Battle (2)
The air flow around the girl has become thinner and thinner, and the air flowing around her has been sucked away by the whirlwind that is getting closer and closer to the girl, if it is an ordinary civilian trapped in the middle of the whirlwind at this time, it will definitely suffocate to death.
But at this time, the girl didn't seem to sense that the danger was approaching rapidly, and the girl who closed her eyes peacefully and smiled at the corners of her mouth formed a sharp and strange contrast with the whirlwind around her that was becoming more and more powerful.
The shredded hair and the hem of the clothes fluttered rapidly with the restless whirlwind, as if suddenly sensing something, and the girl's closed eyes suddenly opened.
A glimmer of light flashed in the girl's blue eyes. In the next moment, it directly bounced straight away, like a thunderbolt suddenly rising from the ground, and the delicate figure directly turned into a sharp sword and plunged into the whirlwind that was constantly spinning.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound.
The girl's long legs were like a sharp knife, and they stabbed into the whirlwind that was constantly roaring in the air, and in an instant the whirlwind was cut off by this force.
The bald man who hid in the whirlwind and kept the rapid rotation frowned slightly. Although he hadn't noticed anything unusual, somehow, a hint of foreboding slowly rose in his heart.
In many cases, this subconscious intuition and hunch of a warrior is very accurate.
The man hesitated for a moment, then immediately changed the high-speed movement he was on. Before he could make any moves, he didn't expect the girl's speed to be so amazing, just such a moment of hesitation, she was immediately caught. It only took a moment to determine his figure in the whirlwind, and the bald man was surprised before he could make effective adjustments, and was swept by that leg.
As a result of the sudden whirlwind breaking, the air flow here seemed to have been detonated by a silent bomb, and at this time, the air pressure had already changed very violently and oppressively above the level where the two of them were.
The girl's leg cut off the whirlwind that was constantly swirling, but it also caused the balance of her body and that of the enemy to be disturbed by the violent air currents around her.
The bald man was caught by the heavy kick, and he was still in a rotating motion in the air when the original balance of motion was broken by such a powerful external thrust.
"Bang!"
Then, somewhat unexpectedly, the long stick that the girl had been holding tightly came out of her hand directly in the next moment, and smashed heavily into the man who was trying to adjust his body balance and turn into a violent wind again.
So the bald man completely lost his balance.
The missile that seemed to have turned into a human shape, along with the long stick, fell diagonally backwards.
The bald man is no ordinary warrior. Although the moment he was hit, he couldn't immediately adjust the original balance of his body, but he also made a posture turn in the air that was conducive to his next attack, and the tips of his fingers began to pinch the mysterious magic seal.
However, his opponent at this time is a melee hand-to-hand fighter, and he will definitely not wait for him to fall in embarrassment with just one kick. The girl then followed the gravity and pounced directly on the bald man's air, although she temporarily lost the long stick in her hand, but the girl directly used her hand as a blade, with a trace of cool breeze in her palm, and slammed her hand towards the bald man under her.
The bald man's heart was horrified, and the half-pinched magic decision in his hand had to stop immediately, and his palms raised two strong winds and threw them in a certain direction around his body, so as to obtain some corresponding backlash and change the balance of his body at this time.
With a slight turn around the bald man's body, the girl slashed into the air.
The man's shoulder rubbed the girl's palm, and with a small sound of "swish", a small piece of the man's robe was cut off.
The fluttering piece of fabric slid down like a feather that had fallen off.
The girl chuckled, and the corners of her mouth slowly raised a touch of coldness.
Immediately after, as if practicing the precise style that has been trained countless times a long time ago, the girl's shot is fierce and accurate. As if transformed into a humanoid scythe, it kept flipping and striking around the bald man who was still falling downward.
Elbows, fingertips, calves, shoulders, and even the head have all become weapons for the girl's attack.
As soon as the girl's seemingly soft and boneless body touched the bald man's body, there must be a crisp sound of broken bones.
The bald man secretly screamed in his heart, not good!
But how could he never have encountered such an attack method, and at this time he was in a state of imbalance of falling, and the chaotic air flow around him was still unstable in the turmoil of the riot, in addition to moving his body as much as possible and making one or two defensive moves, he could only survive the attack of the girl's blow that was heavier than one blow.
"She's trained. I have long been accustomed to the angle and speed of attacks in such an unbalanced state. It should be a whole set of moves that she has carefully put together. ”
He Ruidong said lightly.
At He Ruidong's level, he could already see that he was tired from the moment the girl fell after jumping into the air.
At the moment when the girl broke through the whirlwind and caused the airflow to be turbulent and caused her body to lose her balance, whether it was the immediate change of perspective made by her body, intentionally or unintentionally, or the immediate adjustment of the tilt angle of her body towards the enemy, it all showed that in such a state of extremely unbalanced body, these subconscious series of reactions she could make immediately were not the reactions that any martial artist of the corresponding section could make on purpose.
It's a habit, or rather, it's a consciousness.
Without tens of millions of training and adaptations, she wouldn't have been able to use those complicated tricks as easily as she does on the court now.
The battle was still going on.
In the air, where the air currents were still violent and extremely unstable, the girl was like a shark swimming freely in the sea, gracefully tearing at the dilapidated boat that had been overturned in the storm.
Obviously, the victory or defeat on the field was already a foregone conclusion the moment the girl suddenly transformed into a humanoid scythe. On the field at this time, the bald man's clothes were tattered, and his body was swollen and faint with traces of blood, and there was a world of difference between the alien girl who was constantly and smoothly flipping around him in the still violent and turbulent airflow.
Before the bald man was about to land, the alien girl raised her feet gracefully for the last time in the air. The slender and powerful ankle lifts up and falls.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound, the sound of bones breaking.
Immediately after, the bald man let out a muffled grunt in pain and landed heavily on the ring.