Chapter 47: Next time
'Bang! β
I saw the bronze snake that came at a rapid speed jumping up high, flicking its tail violently, and directly shattered half of the ice spear that was attacking Jiang Yifan, turning it into broken ice that flew around.
And through these flying ice chips that exuded a chilling feeling, Han Feng saw a pair of even colder snake eyes, which were tightly locked on him.
He had no doubt that the owner of these eyes would launch a ferocious attack on it in the next second.
But...
'Whew-'
Han Feng did not just retreat, but calmly turned the remaining half of the gun in his hand and regained his grip.
The shared ice energy was mobilized again, gushing out from the palm of the hand holding the barrel, creating a new solid ice covering the fracture, forming a sharp spear tip.
'Whew! β
Even though the spear in his hand was half shorter, Han Feng still stabbed straight towards the bronze snake without hesitation!
It's not that he is blindly arrogant, thinking that he can bargain for a lot in the hands of demons with his human body.
Rather, it comes from the absolute trust of the cold kite!
Jiang Yifan was able to change from a hasty escape to calm and calm the moment he saw the bronze snake coming, facing the tip of the spear attacked by Han Feng without blinking, that is, he firmly believed that as long as it came, any danger he faced would be crushed.
Han Feng also believes in the strength of the Han Kite.
The bronze snake can come, Han Feng will not think about whether the cold kite was defeated, but will only think that the bronze snake chose to break away from the battle and come to rescue Jiang Yifan.
And since the bronze snake is here, the cold kite will definitely come soon!
Therefore, his sting did not expect to be able to hurt the bronze snake, but intended to create an opportunity for the cold kite.
As long as it can cause an instantaneous delay, then the cold kite will be able to seize the opportunity and launch a surprise attack on Jiang Yifan before the bronze snake attacks him, so that this battle will be over.
"No.β"
Sure enough, the moment the tip of the spear touched the tip of the bronze snake's tail, the familiar chirp sounded immediately.
Potential opponents, it's a pity that they're too weak now .... The corners of Han Feng's lips curled up slightly, commenting on this battle in his heart.
"The battle is over."
But Jiang Yifan suddenly laughed.
Hearing these brainless words, Han Feng couldn't help frowning.
"No..."
Before he could figure out why Jiang Yifan said this, the cold kite was still chirping vigorously, but it turned sharply downward like a waterfall at the top of the mountain, turning into an extremely weak wail.
The original swift flying posture also swayed for a while, and slowly landed towards the ground with a painful expression.
'Bang! β
Under Han Feng's stunned expression of disbelief, the tail of the bronze snake shattered the spear in his hand again.
After the blow, the bronze snake did not stop there, but relied on the powerful waist and abdomen strength that had been trained for two months to twist in the air.
'Smack! β
The snake tail that was waved again threw out a crisp big slap on Han Feng's handsome face.
Although this kind of forced secondary attack in mid-air would weaken the force a lot, it still left a red mark on his face.
"Sizzle!!"
The bronze snake that fell back to the ground glared at Han Feng, who was still stunned in place, with an angry face.
(βΌDishβΌ#): Miscellaneous repair!
"Damn.... What happened? β
Originally, after listening to Lei Yao's analysis, Jin Yuanbao, who had no hope of Jiang Yifan's victory, was directly shocked by the sudden reversal of the situation.
"Ahh Ahh
Lei Yao, who was still holding his arms a second ago and was calm, stretched out his neck at this time, and the exaggerated expression of surprise on his face was similar to that of his electric wolf.
Only Chu Qi, who was the temporary referee, cast his eyes on the scale armor of the bronze snake.
It can be seen that the red copper color that was originally covered by heavy lead adsorption is now 'faded' on the edges of some scales, revealing a slight bronze color.
"The winner is divided! Red wins! β
Chu Qi nodded thoughtfully, then raised his hand and waved the invisible flag, shouting loudly.
Formal martial arts competitions are divided into red and blue sides.
Although the two did not divide which side was red and which side was blue before the game, it was obvious from the situation at this time that Jiang Yifan was the red side of the victory.
"Why..."
Han Feng looked at the cold kite that fell one meter behind Jiang Yifan, and muttered in his mouth.
Obviously, he had calculated that the moment he was delaying the bronze snake, the cold kite could attack Jiang Yifan first and end the battle.
But why is it that they are almost successful, but the cold kite suddenly collapses in pain?
"It's metal poisoning."
Jiang Yifan showed a bright smile.
He was very happy because he defeated Han Feng, who was hailed as a genius.
Although during the whole process, his figure was a little embarrassed.
"Metal poisoning?"
Han Feng frowned when he heard this, and said a long sentence in a rare way: "If you want to say, the cold kite is because it was entangled in the body of the red copper snake, which caused the potassium content in the blood to rise, which in turn caused heart failure. That's nonsense, it can't make such a low-level mistake. β
As a family of demon envoys, he has been influenced by relevant culture since he was a child, so his knowledge of demons is quite rich.
Therefore, he knew that the snake-like demon spirit did not suffocate the prey in the process of entangling it to prey, but used huge pressure to block blood circulation, so that the prey's heart did not have enough blood supply and died suddenly.
If the prey struggles to escape the strangulation before sudden death, it does not mean that it will survive, because for the serpentine spirit, there is a backup plan.
The pressure caused by the contraction of the snake's body caused the potassium in the blood of the prey to surge to a very high level.
Therefore, after the prey escapes, even if the blood is not blocked and the circulation resumes, a large amount of potassium can rush into the heart, which will cause heart failure.
In layman's terms, it is the squeezing that causes the blood to deteriorate, which in turn leads to poisoning.
"No, no, no, I didn't think of using this kind of popular science common sense to trick people."
Jiang Yifan waved his hand, and then pointed to the small wounds on the body of the Han Kite that were scratched by the scales, "The truth is that the scales of my snake master actually adsorb a lot of heavy lead powder, you should know what the characteristics of heavy lead are, right?" β
"Heavy lead is a toxic heavy metal, although it is not fatal, but after entering the bloodstream, it can cause severe colic pain in the abdomen, resulting in incapacitation."
Han Feng repeated the characteristics of heavy lead with an ugly face, and asked again, "Have you calculated the time of the onset of toxicity?" β
"That's right! That's right! Time is in my hands, and no one knows more about toxic attacks than I do. β
In fact, he patronized the spear that was hiding from Han Feng before, and he didn't think of or be in the mood to time when the poison would attack.
It was completely the snake master himself who sensed that the poison was about to attack, so he would get out and rush back to support him.
And after he saw the snake master come back, he also knew in his heart that it should be stable, so he was sure that the cold kite was about to have a poisonous attack immediately.
However, it doesn't matter at all whether it's the snake card time or the time he cards.
The important thing is that he just pretended to be there!
It's a pity that there was no camera to record it, otherwise the scene where I said 'the battle is over' and then the cold kite fell immediately was absolutely handsome to the point of exploding.
"One more game!"
Han Feng gritted his teeth and said.
Jiang Yifan, who was not sure to pretend to be forced again, waved his hand lightly to shirk:
"Next time, next time..."