The snow marks were still lying in the reeds, not daring to move.

Originally, he wanted to sneak attack him while Curry was not paying attention, but when he saw the battle just now, he already felt that everything was lost, and Curry had gradually become a giant in his heart, an existence that he couldn't fight against at all.

His only advantage now is the situation of the enemy and the enemy, and the latent ability he has cultivated in the jungle since he was a child, which is what Little Red Riding Hood called "hidden", and even Curry can't find him.

So he didn't make a move, he could only choose to dodge for the time being.

There was an ancient philosopher who said that it is not bravery, but stupidity, to face a wall that is about to fall. Snow Scar still had the intention of killing Curry in his heart, but he couldn't go up and fight hard when he knew that he couldn't beat him, so he chose to avoid the edge for the time being.

Heavy rain was falling, mixed with a few thunders from time to time.

Mitarai Ryuichi lurked in the water, and the color of his camouflage software was so blended with the mud around him that even if someone approached him, he might not be able to notice it. There was no telepathic fluctuation on the surface of his body, like a dead man.

He had been lurking in this puddle for an hour and had never surfaced. Even those who are capable have lungs that function the same as ordinary people, and holding their breath for an hour is a dead end. What allowed him to hold on for so long was not his extraordinary ability to hold his breath, but a reed.

He used the hollow reed pole to keep his breath in the water, but from the outside of the pool, there was nothing out of the ordinary.

He, like Snowmark, is good at lurking.

Unlike Snow Marks, he was not trained in the jungle, but was nurtured by his family, he was born into a family of ninjas, and was forced to undergo ninjutsu training from an early age, and his latent skills were only one of the required ninjutsu courses.

Now he'd used this technique to dodge countless crises, and he'd dodged the big battle that had just taken place - he could see the scoreboard through the water, and he knew that there had been a big battle that had eliminated most of the people.

But he doesn't only have the ability to lurk, the offensive skills in ninjutsu are also very powerful, these offensive techniques of sneak attacks are invincible, and he has killed many people with this assassination technique, so he ranks second.

Those who were killed were powerless to resist, and when they were dying, there was a stunned expression in their eyes, as if they had seen death, and Long Yi enjoyed this feeling very much, as if he was the god of death, life and death.

But he, the Grim Reaper, had been hiding in this puddle for an hour now, and there was a reason why he had been forced to hide here for an hour, and he had met a fierce enemy.

Just an hour ago, he had an accident when he sneaked up on a small child, which was supposed to be a flawless assassination, but he was "coincidentally" dodged by the other party, and it seems to be true that it was a coincidence - at the same time as he shot the shuriken, the other party just crouched down to tie his shoes, so he escaped.

If it was just an ordinary accident, then he didn't need to lie in ambush for an hour in this foul muddy water.

After that "accident", he struck twice, both times when the opponent let his guard down the most, and both times he almost succeeded. But it was another small accident that made his attack fail.

If one was an accident and two were also accidents, then the third time can be said ...... It's that he's used to it. This is already obvious, his assassination technique attack has been seen through by the other party!

The other party is obviously just a gentleman, well-dressed and clean, a rich young master who is only willing to walk on dry ground, and refuses to even wade through muddy water. The "dog-legged" tactical saber in his hand was obviously not a weapon to take advantage of, and the most he used it was to chop weeds, and the weight of the knife obviously made him very uncomfortable, so much so that he even took off twice when chopping weeds.

However, he is now being forced into a dilemma by this eldest young master.

From the moment he found out that this eldest young master was not as simple as it seemed, he became nervous, and the previous sense of leisurely and refreshing to speak for the god of death suddenly disappeared. Therefore, he followed not far away, hiding in the most unlikely places to be discovered, ready to strike again when the opponent's defenses were at their most lax.

He had also hoped that the boy would meet others and show his flaws when fighting others, so that he could calmly mend the knife, so he only soaked in the pond for an hour, but no one showed up until most of the people's names on the scoreboard turned red.

He felt that he must be stinking after soaking in this stinky muddy water for so long, but he still had to endure it, because the "eldest young master" also found that someone was following, he no longer moved, but sat on a nearby hard surface and waited.

So he could only continue to lie on his stomach in this rotten quagmire.

Kilu sat on a large rock, holding a huge umbrella-like banana leaf in his hand. The rainwater is mostly caught by the bananas and flows down from the tips of the leaves, like tap water.

He knew he was being followed, but there was nothing he could do, the other party's stealth skills were really good, and he was not good at spotting hidden enemies. Sudden rainstorms also obscured vision, making lurkers more difficult to spot.

The other party has already attacked three times, but he has seen through them, and when he wants to fight back, he finds that the opponent's escape technique is amazing, and even he can't catch the other party's tail.

Moreover, he was very unlucky with his weapon, and the weight of this knife was more than twice that of the long knife he was used to.

The opponent is obviously not going to be reckless again, and given that he has a higher score than himself, he may even keep it that way until the end of the match.

Looking at the changes on the scoreboard, it is as if you are seeing the scene of a fierce fight. Qilu was anxious, but he didn't show it,

The crackling sound of the rain from the banana leaves gradually weakened, and the torrential rain had begun to stop imperceptibly.

Unable to wait any longer, Qilu stood up.

"Hey, I said you've been with me for so long, will you only sneak attack? Don't you dare to fight me head-on? Or do you want to spend the game until the end of the game? But to be honest, you're very skilled in sword cultivation......

Qi Lu said in a small voice, now that the game has entered the white heat, there are very few survivors, and he is not too worried about being discovered by others, but he does not shout for safety.

Ryuichi in the water heard it very clearly, he was professionally trained. He couldn't help but feel a little proud when he heard the boy praising his sword skills, but as a ninja, he couldn't be so prone to mood swings, so he hurriedly calmed down, imagining that he was a big rock in the water, and he had been silent in this quagmire for a thousand years.

But I didn't expect Qilu to change his words, and the meaning of the words suddenly took a big turn.

"Your knife skills are indeed very skilled, but you still can't kill people, why is that? It's not that you don't practice well, but because what you've learned is the juggling knife technique used to perform on the streets!