Chapter Seventy-Four: Turning Back (Part II)
Blood gushing!
The cacophony of voices came in an instant, as if the building that had already broken its foundation collapsed, smashing everything beyond recognition.
At such a critical moment, Wang Shi reacted in a timely and accurate manner, and it should be said that very few people can reach the same speed as him. He wasn't numb, he wasn't drowsy, he played to the level he deserved.
However, he was still slow, too slow.
Dingββ!
Blades collide, pull, stagger.
A little spark lit up in the darkness, flying out in several staggered arcs, fleeting.
Burst!
The knife pierced the skin, muscles, and blood vessels, broke the tendons and bones, and easily pierced the human neck.
Knife-cut tofu as neat!
It's too fast, that knife is too fast, no one can dodge it, even Wang Shi, he can't be spared. With all his strength, it's still not as fast as the other party!
The demon knife in his hand did not completely cut down, but only cut a little flesh and skin of the other party, which was not enough to threaten the other party's life at all.
Laugh at!
The knife was drawn from Wang Shi's neck, bringing up a string of blood, spraying on the city wall behind Wang Shi, blooming a flower, and gradually blurring into a blur.
The swordsman gradually emerged from the darkness, medium stature, not fat or thin, with not long limbs, holding a slender knife in his hand, like a crescent moon that had been straightened, quite similar to the demon knife. His eyes were as slender as the knife in his hand, and when they squinted, they were like blades, building a bridge that connected the hair on both sides.
Smearing a handful of blood on his neck and smoothing out his wounds, the knifeman snorted coldly and said, "You would have died." β
Wang Shi stood in place, did not turn to look at the other party, performed the technique of cutting needles and summoned a large amount of blood qi to repair the wound on his neck, he had to treat himself immediately.
Indeed, as the swordsman had said, he was dead just a little bit. If the other party insists on killing him, he can't stop him, at most he will fight for half of the other party's life.
The swordsman said, "But you survived, and that was your life." β
Wang Shi exhaled softly, looked very calm, and said, "My knife is not as fast as your knife. β
From the moment he held the sword, Wang Shi had never encountered a swordsman stronger than him, and he had never experienced defeat in this regard. Today he lost so simply that there was no room for resistance.
Is it because he has not yet recovered to the strength he had at his peak? Is it because the other party's realm is a great higher than him? Is it because the other party uses such despicable means as sneak attacks?
Wang Shi knew very well that this was not a reason, the only result was that he lost, and his knife was indeed not as fast as the opponent's knife!
This is an irrefutable fact.
The current Wang Shi is no longer the domineering teenager he once was. He had learned that the blade was hidden in the sheath to have a sharp edge, and he could already accept defeat with all his might.
The swordsman smirked and said, "That's nature, who can be faster than my sword?"
A man in a black robe gradually appeared next to him, and he said with a smile: "Of course someone's knife is faster than you." β
The swordsman's momentum was stunned, and he was suddenly full of killing intent, and asked coldly: "Who, whose knife is faster than me?"
The black robe sneered: "You don't know yourself? Don't hide your ears and steal the bell! There is more than one person, but two. β
The swordsman immediately thought of something, snorted coldly, and said: "Those two old things are already dead! What is the comparison with the dead, if you say more, I will test my knife with your head!"
The black robe smiled, and then said: "Don't be verbose, take off his head first, there are still many heads to be taken later, there are many good heads in Eleven's lair." β
Wang Shi only now has time to think about what the other party is from, but he can't find the slightest clue, could it be the helper found by the Yin and Yang envoys? Hearing the other party's conversation, Wang Shi was even more puzzled, but said with a smile: "My head is the best. β
The black robe said, "I just look like it. β
The swordsman sneered, "Forget about his head." β
"Why?"
"There is no why, I will take it if I am willing, and I will not take it if I don't want to take it. β
"Lao Jiu, when did you still pick and choose? You don't pick any prostitutes, and finally choose an old bustard who is over half a hundred years old, what's wrong at this time?"
"Do you want to die?" the swordsman's eyes narrowed into blades, revealing his murderous intentions.
"Then it's up to you this time. The black robe heard something unusual, and had to make concessions. He suddenly looked up at the center of the city and said, "It's not the time to stay, after all, it's Eleven's territory, and there are already many pairs of eyes falling on us." β
The swordsman didn't say a word, and immediately walked towards the darkness, and the black-robed figure immediately faded.
Wang Shi stood in place and asked, "What's the name of your move?"
"Remember, boy, it's called 'turning back'. The fastest knife in the world is called a 'turning knife'. Once you look back, you'll see that everything is fast. β
Wang Shi nodded and didn't look back.
According to the real strength, the other party is absolutely capable of killing himself, as long as he waited for a moment in the previous battle, Wang Shi would inevitably be affected by the injury at that time, but the other party did not wait any longer.
The reason for this is very clear to Wang Shi.
The noisy sound that came was actually a kind of poison.
Sound is a poison, I'm afraid it's something unheard of. However, it is not difficult to understand the reason for this, a substance that can destroy the functions of the human body can be called poison, and if it is also a sound, then it can also be called poison. What's more, there is such a thing as sound, which is even more defenseless.
As for the person who poisoned it, it couldn't be more obvious.
Wang Shi didn't search for Youhua's figure, he knew that it was best for the other party to stay in the shadows like this, not to be discovered by anyone, he only needed to know that Youhua was beside him.
If it weren't for the fact that Youhua poisoned that swordsman and made the other party have to attack in advance, then Wang Shi might really die at the hands of the other party.
In any case, the other party's knife was too fast, too fast! There was no room for any reaction from others, Wang Shi had already done his best, and there was no luck.
Wang Shi quickly repaired the wound on his neck, his heartbeat and breathing gradually returned to a stable level, he glanced into the distance, and put the demon knife back into its scabbard.
The sixth general jumped down from the city tower, landed firmly on Wang Shi's side, and asked eagerly, "Tenth general, what's the matter, you have been attacked?"
Wang Shi chuckled lightly and said, "It's okay, it's just that the enemy is here to seek revenge, and I have seen a lot of such things." β
The sixth general seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay." Can the ten generals remember their appearance and spiritual pressure, I can use the immortal array here to find out for the general. β
"Don't bother the sixth general, I have some injuries, and I have to go back to recuperate. β
"Ten generals, just go back with peace of mind, and I will escort you all the way with the immortal array. β
"Thank you, General Six. Wang Shi didn't say any more greetings, and immediately walked towards the mansion. He wasn't lying, his injuries weren't minor and needed immediate treatment.
Glancing at the noisy crowd, Wang Shi found that the eight Yin and Yang envoys had all disappeared, and he had many guesses in his heart, and walked back slowly.
In the battle in an instant, Wang Shi had too many things to think about.
Originally, he wanted to rescue Wang Shi in a moment of crisis, but he didn't expect the battle to happen so quickly, far beyond expectations, and the six generals could only say a few words after the battle.
Looking at Wang Shi's back, the sixth general's brows furrowed slightly, and he said to himself: "Such a strong guy, his strength is far above me, and he is definitely not only ranked seventy-seventh, what is his purpose? Who will those two people be just now? On the unknown list, whose sword will be so fast?"
Without any clue, the sixth general could only return to the city tower again, he believed that Wang Shi would come again, because the other party would definitely not give up star power so easily, and he could feel that Star City had a unique reaction to it.
"Ten generals, eleven generals, I am waiting for you here to see who you really are. β
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The swordsman and the black robe walked through countless alleys, and finally came to a stop in an alley full of garbage. They are well hidden from anyone.
As soon as he stopped, the swordsman spat out a mouthful of black blood and gasped for several breaths before relieving himself.
The black robe was startled, and hurriedly asked, "Lao Jiu, when did you get poisoned?"
"If it weren't for this poison that disturbed my spiritual pressure, I was afraid that that kid would find out in advance, and my knife wouldn't have come out so early, and it would have killed that kid at that time. The swordsman propped his hand against the wall and said slowly. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he was fine.
"What poison you can't suppress, can't you delay it for a while?"
"I can't drag it out, as long as my spiritual pressure changes slightly, that kid will come out with a knife, and I will die at that time. Don't underestimate that kid. β
"The two of you are one sneak attack, the other poisoned, but they are equally equal. The black robe laughed on the side.
"It doesn't matter, it's who gets the faster knife that matters. β
"Then why don't you kill him, if he dies, there is no possibility that he will be faster than your knife. β
The swordsman was silent for a while, and said: "I can't kill him, my knife is faster than his, but if I want to kill him, I have to give at least half of my life." Eleven, that bastard, has already discovered us, and if I had half my life left, I'd be pretty passive on his turf. β
The black robe laughed and said, "I heard that kid has become a general under Eleven, and we are going to kill him, and the current Eleven should not sit idly by." β
"Bird, Lao Tzu is not wrong to kill! Not only the kid with the knife, but also the eleventh command, Lao Tzu slaughtered him!"
"That's good, let's kill them one by one and see if Eleven's hairy ass will move!"