Yi Rin's knife, timing, angle, tempered thousands of times, flawless.

Almost after Zhen Qiang fell into a state of vertigo, Yi Rin swept through Zhen Qiang's neck with blood jasmine.

Bite!

But the strange thing is that the scene of tearing flesh and blood splattering did not appear as expected.

In mid-air, a hint of discoloration flashed in Irin's eyes.

I saw that Zhen Qiang's neck was actually showing a bright metallic color.

The knife was like a cut on an iron plate.

If you have to describe it, it's like the feeling of cutting on the neck of "Xiao Yi".

Yi Rin's heart moved, his expression sank, and his body twisted in mid-air, just about to change places and swing a second knife.

But in an instant, Irin was about to swing the knife in mid-air, but it stopped abruptly.

At this moment, at this second, Irin had a hunch, even if the tip of his knife was a little more ......

will all die.

Definitely going to die.

Yi Rin raised his head and happened to meet Zhen Qiang's playful eyes.

He's recovered from his vertigo!

Yi Rin's pupils almost shrank into pinpoint shapes, and he stepped back sharply, distancing himself from Zhen Qiang.

"Huh...... No wonder you have no fear......" The corners of Zhen Qiang's mouth hooked up a faint sneer: "There is still this kind of hole card hidden." ”

Yi Rin held the short knife tightly and stood quietly ten meters away from Zhen Qiang, not saying a word, just remaining silent.

Zhen Qiang twisted his neck, and there was only a faint trace on his neck, where the blood jasmine had crossed.

A trace of blood slowly oozed from the mark on the neck.

Zhen Qiang smiled slightly and said, "In addition to [Fist Gang], I also master a defensive skill...... [Skin Hardening], and with your strength, you can't break my defenses at all." ”

Irin: "......"

Zhen Qiang clenched his fists, making a crisp snapping sound, and he looked at Yi Rin's expression, with a trace of greed that could not be concealed, and said slowly: "A kind of auxiliary skill that is biased towards assassination......"

"The other is a rare control skill......"

"This time...... It's not a loss. ”

Zhen Qiang seemed to have finished warming up, pointed at Yi Rin and grinned, showing a confident smile: "If it were someone else, maybe with the cooperation of your two skills, you would also die in vain, but it's a pity that you met me......"

"My skills [Fist] and [Skin Hardening] are both the most suitable skills for hand-to-hand combat......"

"You don't have the slightest chance of winning."

"So ......"

Zhen Qiang raised his head and smiled gently at Irin, "Do you think there is still a need to struggle?" ”

……

Irin's silence.

What the other side is saying is the truth.

His strength attribute is too low.

The "Blood Jasmine" in his hand, although it is made of extraterrestrial element star steel, is not a "spirit weapon" after all, and it has no damage bonus to the apostle......

It's not nice to say, Irin can't even break through the opponent's defenses.

After careful analysis, Zhen Qiang's [Skin Hardening] should be a skill that continuously consumes psionic energy, and it should not be as exaggerated as a "permanent passive skill".

And the fist gang ...... It's also an additional state class......

If Irin guessed correctly, he must be of the type that increases attack range......

"It's a bit of a hassle."

Yi Rin used the shortest time to analyze the skills displayed by Zhen Qiang.

Raising his head, Irin chuckled, "Now I'm going to kill you...... It's a little difficult. ”

"A little?" Zhen Qiang seemed to have heard some joke, and showed an incredible expression: "I'm curious, where does your confidence come from." ”

In Zhen Qiang's eyes, although Yi Rin's skills are unpredictable, but in any case, the difference in level is too great, and the difference in attributes is too much, Yi Rin is like a prawn jumping in a frying pot, no matter how he jumps, he can only be boiled to death in the end, and he can't escape Zhen Qiang's palm.

Seeing that Yi Rin didn't speak, Zhen Qiang twisted his neck, crackled, and slowly walked towards Yi Rin.

As he walked, he said, "Since you have no opinion, I'll come to get the loot." Hey, I'm looking forward to what skills I can draw from your box, and to be honest, your control skills are pretty good, and they're suitable for me. ”

Zhen Qiang's tone did not hide the naked greed at all, the reason why there were constant disputes between the apostles was not because of the lottery process that landed in a box after killing the apostles?

As long as you keep killing the apostles, you can gradually become stronger.

The evolution of the apostles was originally a bloody path that took countless corpses to reach the top.

"Wait."

With a flip of his palm, Irin put Blood Jasmine into the storage space.

Then he spread out his palms and signaled that he had no weapons in his hands.

Zhen Qiang's footsteps were paused, and his expression was also stiff.

"You must be naïve to think that I will let you go if you beg for mercy at this time, right?" Zhen Qiang sneered, thinking that Yi Rin wanted to surrender: "What's the benefit of me letting you go?" Can you give me the Xiao family's property? Or is it the skill on you? ”

Yi Rin squinted slightly and smiled, "I don't know if you've ever heard a sentence?" ”

"Last words? Okay, you say. Zhen Qiang seems to be very generous.

"Shibei three days, impressive."

"Oh?" When Zhen Qiang heard this, he couldn't help laughing: "Don't you want to say in the next sentence, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people to be poor, right?" ”

"No ......"

Irin had a smile on her face and slowly pressed her hand to her chest.

Zhen Qiang's eyelids twitched slightly, how did he feel this posture, a little inexplicably familiar.

"Don't wait for me for thirty years...... A minute is fine. ”

"Enter...... The world! ”

Zhen Qiang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he punched out directly at Yi Rin's head.

In an instant, the fist wind was like an invisible cannonball, shortening the distance between the two!

Rumble!

On the wall behind him, a clear fist mark was left!

But......

Irin has disappeared in place!

Zhen Qiang gritted his teeth and actually ...... Choose this time to enter the inner world!

He was an apostle himself, and he knew that every apostle had several hours to prepare when he received the call to the "next trial."

Because no one can guarantee that they will survive the "next trial," the few hours of preparation that most of the apostles use to prepare for the aftermath.

"Is it a coincidence? Or was it premeditated? ”

Zhen Qiang counted the time silently in his heart, but his face changed.

If it's a coincidence...... It can only show that this kid is a little lucky.

But if it was premeditated......

"Huh...... What if you survive the trial? Do you really think that one more trial will close the gap between us? It's naïve. ”

After Zhen Qiang figured this out, he closed his eyes on the spot.

58，57，56，55……

A minute later, you will see.

Zhen Qiang didn't panic.

He has full confidence in his own strength.

Let's not talk about whether that kid can come out of the inner world alive.

Even if the kid really survived a minute......

Then let that kid die again......

What's the matter!

Thinking of this, Zhen Qiang looked at the place where Yi Rin disappeared, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.