The torrential rain is pouring wildly for a moment, "Wow~Wow~Wow~", this water curtain looks infinitely dull. Under this torrential rain, at the top of the canopy, there were two people staring at each other without moving. In a truly one-hit duel, there is no such thing as a perfect certainty until the boundary between life and death appears.

The rain lapped Salsin's melancholy face, dripping down the scars and wrinkles of his face, even if he was wet. After maintaining the action of looking at each other for a few seconds, the sword body was still not touched, and the last drop of rain was slashed, and before the next drop of rain fell on the continuous fencing, the continuous fencing was no longer in the position it had just been, "Whoosh——! ”

Similarly, Zhao Yukong on the opposite side was not in the position he was standing just a second ago! "Ding-" "Huh-" A medium- and long-range chain short-blade throw, ignoring the extended branches, sharply pierced through several tree trunks, and hit the woods in front of him with nothing but raindrops, and then the woods that had nothing in the first place hit a counterattack from the height of the middle of the canopy, and the chain shortblades bounced back! A dagger held behind him disappeared from time to time, and then a figure quickly passed by.

"Ah~" Zhao Shukong, an internal member of the Asian Assassin family, is a leader in the assassin training program codenamed "Kong", known as the most talented assassin, and is a hot gold medal killer in developed countries such as the United States, and often ranks on the first page of the list of first-line assassins. Even the heavy rain didn't wet the eagle's sharp eyes, and Sarsin quickly recalled some of Zhao Fukong's public information. No, it's too little, it's too little, and the direct description of Zhao Fukong's strength is too little, just one sentence: "There is no endless assassination." This sentence was obtained through countless kills of ultra-difficult challenges, where is the opponent's strength? It's a big family again, hey, is the advantage of a big family's high starting point so obvious? Speechless, at the moment when Sarsin caught the chain short blade that rebounded back, he was hit by a backhand blow from the continuous fencing, "Ding-" single sword against short dagger, the fatal edge was opposite, and the two people looked at each other at close range again. Through the onset of the spell, the two quickly separated at the first contact, and Salsin seemed to be reacquainting with Zhao Zhukong, what kind of eyes is this? That kind of strong fighting spirit to keep improving? Bloodthirsty? "Could it be that his growth space has not yet reached a critical point? It's terrible, it's terrible, but I'm not going to lose to you! "The hidden determination, Salsin's eyes were blank, and the genetic lock was opened without a gap!

Sarsin, an assassin who has been in obscurity, no, compared to the assassin's profession with a high mortality rate and a high failure rate, the obscurity of maintaining a surviving assassination record is already a very surprising statistic. It seems that no one ever knows about his past, only that he is gradually coming to the fore among the dead assassins, third-line, second-line...... It's an amazing talent! For a person who has no * information, it is a very good achievement, no * information means that he has no way of knowing where he is taught, and his weapon module is unique in the international database, if he is allowed to grow smoothly, he may not be able to become a master who has opened up a school. However, "Hmph~~~~Hehe~~~" The dark life is always lonely, and Salsin has never had a friendly encounter with other assassins, only a lonely self, training alone, and assassinating alone. Moreover, his weakness dooms him to be unable to make it to the front line, and the people he kills must die, which is a bit like a chivalrous heart, and he can't survive in this cruel world! "Haoran, your calculations, even the opponent is predetermined? Hehe, it's really exciting and curious, every time I feel the 'surprise' of this kind of mixed emotions that shouldn't be there, heheha, who will be next~ Looking forward to it, looking forward to the next one is you! "Huh~? Has the gene lock been turned on? I'm really excited to be so proficient...... Zhao Fukong licked the corners of his mouth, and the memory wire in his hand fell off one by one.

Once again, the rainforest heard only the sound of torrential rain pouring down on the leaves, and beyond that, there were a few occasional lightning flashes and thunders, "Boom~~~" catch.you! A burst of lightning slashed, and the memory wire in his hand flashed silver, thrown out like a whip, similar to the flexibility of a hair but containing deadly power, "Sizzle-" As if to cut through space, the memory wire carried a killing intent to ruthlessly cut through the air and cut off the fierce rain! Dangerous!!! Salsin didn't want to use his legs violently, kicking away from the branch where he had just hidden his figure in a few tenths of a second, "Whoosh-hmm~hmm~hmm~" Manipulating the source of the wire, his fingers lightly lifted, the canopy was shattered in the blink of an eye, Salsin looked in mid-air in surprise at the place he had just stepped on, a piece had been vacated, pieces of branch debris were falling with the rainstorm, and a drop of bean-sized water was scratched on his face, I don't know if it was rain or his own cold sweat, if he was a few tenths of a second at night, It's all over! There was not a moment when his thoughts were allowed to beat, and the killing machine below was already aimed at him, but he was rushed towards him with a dagger!" Boom—" The lightning reflected a figure and pulled a silver line, but the thunder drowned out the fight, and the two blades burst into the air in defiance of the weather.

In mid-air, two figures, the picture of the duel seemed to freeze at this moment. Salsin was holding a fencing in his forehand, obviously having an advantageous upper position, but he was trying his best to suppress Zhao Shukong, who was attacking with a stab from below, and his melancholy face was also distorted and deformed by this pressure. Zhao Weikong smiled bloodthirstily, looked at Salsin, who was fighting in the rain, and unabashedly put his fingers together with his other hand, turning his palm into a thorn, what can be found is that Zhao Weikong is also in a state of dazed eyes at the moment, is he starting to get serious? But how can we accept this passive situation? said that it was too late, and at this moment, Salsin arched his waist backwards, suddenly kicked a flying sickle, stepped on Zhao Fukong's palm thorn, and jumped high diagonally with Zhao Fukong as a foothold, but Zhao Fukong was stepped on. This series of actions took place in just a few breaths, and Sarsin finally got out of the passive situation. Zhao Weikong has always been staring at Salsin, even if he is trampled on, his body is not the slightest embarrassed, and a satisfied smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth? ! His lips twitched, and he said, "Not bad...... "What is this?!" A compliment to an opponent?

However, Salsin, who was about to fall in mid-air, saw Zhao Fukong's mouth, this praising phrase made Salsin, who was not shocked, set off waves, his temples were beating, his melancholy face instantly gritted his teeth, all his efforts, and the struggle on the verge of death was always "good...... Great, keep up the good work...... or something"? And those guys with a high congenital starting point, if they work hard occasionally, they will always get much more than themselves! "'Not bad'......', hehe, less of the general mentality of leisure travel there, Zhao Fukong !!" Salsin roared and fell from the sky, stabbing straight towards Zhao Fukong with a sword! This outburst of rage did not resemble an assassin at all.

Zhao Weikong's handsome face frowned, he had no reason to take Sarsin's outburst of anger, as soon as he touched the canopy of the tree, he immediately jumped backwards to dodge, "Uhh!!h "The trees in the direction of Zhao Fukong's cone were all crushed with the momentum of a fierce wind and waves.

It's really interesting, it seems that what conditions can trigger Sarsin's emotional bottom line, Zhao Yukong was not shocked and held a dagger with one hand, looking at the chain dart flying over, there was a blind attack with no momentum, only to see him swing the chain dart thrown over very casually to repel it, "Ding-" The chain dart was retracted by Sarsin again, and the blade was pulled out of the trunk. "Sarsin, of all the self-taught assassins I know, count your most talented......" Zhao Fukong suddenly chatted as if chattering at home.

Salsin: "......" was speechless, there was nothing to say, killing the opponent would always get much more than a lecture, Salsin picked up the fencing and continued to attack fiercely. One sword, two swords, three swords...... Why can't I even touch the corners of my clothes? Why is he so calm, like a leisurely stroll?

"I don't have any description of your origin, but I can roughly guess from your weapons that you're from Georgia, where the Soviet Union collapsed, right?" Zhao Fukong threw a stone to ask for directions, but what answered him was Saersin's heavy counterattack, "Ding-" "The strength is there, but the accuracy of the core element of one-hit killing is not enough......" Blocking Salsin's combo fencing, Zhao Fukong continued to stimulate him.

"......Shh

"There is no family*, you may have been an orphan before......" Before the lines could be finished, Salsin swung his blade and quickly swept past Zhao Yukong's mouth.

"Zhao Fukong, I heard rumors that you haven't said so much, you are afraid of my strength and can't win, so are you stimulating me to find out my flaws?" Salsin seemed to have seen through Zhao Fukong's trick and said disdainfully.

"No, it's just rare." Zhao Fukong was not angry but continued to smile with satisfaction, "It's been a long time since I've met an opponent who can test my strength, no matter in terms of talent or strength, you are a good choice." If it were in the real world, with your current strength, you could start a new genre, but why would you fight me here, I remembered a rumor that I don't know if it's true, there was once a second-tier assassin who was counted by his own employer and the target of the kill......"

"Shut up!! I want you to shut up forever!! You second ancestor of this family*! Salsin was poked at the pain point, that's right, Zhao Weikong is right, this is a memory that he can't recall, his former belief: the person he kills must be killed - the upper class group that enjoys high-quality resources but does not want to make progress** life, but the world betrayed him, he was jointly raided by his employer and assassination target, in order to continue the hatred of the past, survived at the cost of being seriously injured and dying, and was completely disappointed in the world, and the "righteousness" he insisted on was not after all? Why do these people with family backgrounds and * have such a high starting point? Why is it that they have put in many times the effort but can never compare to their 3-minute so-called "effort" explosion? The Zhao Weikong in front of him, born in a family of assassins, has an excellent family background, is young, and he doesn't know how much more he has achieved than himself, but these are meaningless, because, the next moment, he must die! "Uhh

"Poof——! Stabbed? Wounded him? Salsin watched his fencing practice stabbing into Zhao Fukong's body without hindrance, like cutting a balloon to deflat, Zhao Shukong smiled, and gradually talked on the side, what is this?!

"Mirror!" Zhao Fukong's voice sounded on the other side, answering Sarsin's doubts, "I have found the most suitable skill for assassination at present, I like it......" The handsome long-haired man raised his hand and emerged from another corner of the rainforest.

In the end, did it fall short? Salsin gritted his teeth unwillingly and turned around, "So what, Zhao Fukong?" If I can slash you once, I can have a second time, the strength of the second ancestor of the big family is not as strong as Er'er, has his body rusted after staying on the first-line list for too long? ”

"Hehe......" Zhao Fukong was still smiling, "Since we maintain our status as a front-line, the most important thing is to assassinate orders." From a certain point of view, you still can't open a genre. You said you'd hit me next time, think about it, how many swords did you just swing? My mirror image is on the defensive~"

"Don't talk useless nonsense here, what does this have to do with me hitting you......" Sarsin couldn't go on, because he felt the biting cold, and the killing machines in ambush on all sides made this torrential rain turn into cold ice rain, slapping on his face indiscriminately, and the pain seemed to be magnified in an instant I don't know how many times, the closest raindrop to himself, because of the tension of the water, seemed to hang on something, that was?! And there is no shortage of these phenomena around me, and I am full of surrounds myself!

"Sarsin," the memory wire in Zhao Fu's empty hand gradually tightened, "Just now, every time my mirror dodge your attack, I put down the memory wire along your attack trajectory, so I just want to ask you how many swords you just swung, and every time the silk thread is crossed, it is your attack trajectory just now, but the interval is faster than your attack speed!" Now you are in the death trap I have woven for you. "With Zhao Fukong's words and movements, the raindrops on the memory wires hanging around him were shaken down." Salsin, this battle, as you say, is the one I talk the most nonsense, but the last sentence, I want to correct your intuitive impression of me, I am not a second ancestor, on the contrary, for my family, they will finally feel my most terrible anger...... After all, you're still fit to be a chivalrous man, Sarsin......" Zhao Shukong turned around after speaking, closed his eyes and tightened his hand violently, "Poof-poof-poof-" A series of muffled cutting sounds swept through, and a continuous fencing spun and swung over, sharply sinking into the trunk in front of Zhao Fukong.

"The Demon Team killed a member of the North Sea team, got one point, and currently scores minus one point......"

It's not enough, it's not enough, how can you satisfy yourself with a battle of this intensity?! Zhao Wei pulled out a sword with one hand and covered his heart, it was not the pain of illness and torture, but the bloodthirsty and strong fighting spirit, where is it? Where is the target that can fight to the fullest? At this moment, the scanned images of the ruins of the mine were transmitted to Zhao Fukong's mind, oh~oh~ or Haoran You think thoughtfully, "Hmph~Hmph~He~Ha~Ha~" In this direction, where the brain of the Beihai team is located? The handsome long-haired man shook off the bloody stain of the memory wire and headed towards the place designated by Naihuan to embark on the hunt again.

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"Why? Why? Why did you end up in such a mess? In the other corner of the jungle where the torrential rain poured, another battle was a different scene, a young man with blond hair muttered to himself in embarrassment, and his unwilling eyes glared at a red-haired woman opposite, but unfortunately his eyes at this moment were not lethal, otherwise the woman would have died long ago. The torrential rain poured down, and the blood-red flame on his body that protected him was faintly as if it was about to be extinguished at any time, beating faintly.

"Huh~? What are you talking about, embarrassed handsome guy? The woman on the other side plucked out her ears and asked pretending to be concerned, "Are you asking yourself why you can't beat me?" Haha, you're a blood clan, don't you even know your advantages? It's ridiculous, hehehaha~ So, be kind again......" The woman's expression and tone changed seriously in an instant, "I'll use your body again to tell you what you lack......" "Boom-" Lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the woman's delicate face, and Jacqueline smiled and walked towards Reinhardt opposite.