The battle was fierce at the beginning, without any temptation, and directly entered the most physical and energetic hand-to-hand combat, the four daggers were like four first-time skaters squeezed into a small ice rink, bumping into each other, pushing and shouting, and from time to time let out a sky-high roar. I have to say that not only does this kind of fight not have the slightest sense of beauty, but also does not have any skills, and people who know a little bit must not help but point fingers when they see it, because it is still full of loopholes and flaws. For example, if the knife that was blocked by Arya just now can be slightly deflected five degrees downwards when using the power of the countershock, it will definitely be able to leave some marks on her body, and for example, if the side kick just now is raised half a centimeter upward, it will definitely kick the opponent's wrist. But all of this, big and small, becomes not a problem after the speed has increased to a terrifying level. I didn't have time to plan or figure out what I was going to do next, my brain couldn't keep up with my own brain at all, and all my movements were driven by an almost reflexive physiological instinct. There is no reality in the void, every knife is to do its best without leaving the slightest leeway.

Eventually, the callous, illogical minutes-long hand-to-hand combat was temporarily put on a comma with the appearance of a long wound on my face. However, Nellia was not having a good time, and she was firmly stepped on by me in her calves and abdomen. I knew the power of my feet, and I saw the painful expression on Arya's face when she hit her feet.

I took a sideways leap and Arya was more than two meters away. Both of them were half-hunched, using daggers in front of them to protect their most important vital parts, while gasping for rough breath in their mouths, their eyes staring at each other, trying to capture the slightest movements and expressions of the other.

I couldn't see a flaw for a while, so I thought about it and teased her with words: "Why, do you want to do this kind of thing?" ”

"You can't even see that?" Arya smiled disdainfully, "I'm going to be the creator myself." ”

"Isn't Nellia your sister?" I didn't expect that I would also use the most indiscriminate means in the movie to try to influence the so-called criminals with family affection.

"I've been displeasing to that idiot for a long time."

"But she's your sister after all, and you know she'll be purged if you do that."

"She's an idiot after all."

It's a ruthless answer, but this is also completely cut off from my intention to continue to persuade her. I only continued to fight, hey, the gentleman didn't move his mouth, I really didn't expect to be a ladyboy and even the last bit of the right to be a gentleman was deprived. Well, let's be a barbarian.

"Ah~~" I yelled and brandished two daggers and took a sharp step forward, and Arya reacted quickly, she lowered herself and quickly moved to the left, about two meters away.

It's unbelievable that she's able to move such a long distance in an instant, but that's not the main reason why she didn't get hit by me. The main reason is that I took a step and didn't make any follow-up moves, so to speak, I just scared her.

"Hey, hey, scare you." I smiled a little lewdly, and Nellia narrowed her eyes and curled the corners of her mouth.

Seeing that Arya was a little relaxed at that moment, I took a step forward and raised the double knives in my hand at Arya at the same time, and at the same time did not forget to give myself courage in my mouth, and roared loudly: "Ah~~" Arya's eyes lit up suddenly, she lowered her body and quickly moved to the left. I looked at the distance and it seemed to be about two meters, and at that moment I seemed to understand something.

Arya seemed to understand something, too, because I was bluffing this time, pretending not to launch a real attack.

"What do you seem to want to bet on?" Arya smiled, "You bet I'll move two meters to the left next time?" ”

I also smiled: "Guess. ”

"Ah~~" I yelled and rushed out of my throat without any prompting, but unlike the last two times, this time I played for real. I took a half-step forward with my left foot, then quickly threw three Thunder Guardian traps to the ground, then jerked my whole body backwards with all my might, and threw a mental blast at the place where I was standing. You say it's a coincidence, you don't know it accurately, as if it was rehearsed in advance, Arya, who disappeared in an instant, actually appeared in the place where I had just evacuated, and ate all of the mental explosion I had just thrown, and at the same time triggered the three traps under my feet, and three thick white electric lights hit her steadily, and I seemed to see the few clothes on her body exploded, and her nose was filled with the smell of barbecue. It's such a good time, it's really wrong. I borrowed the reaction force of my feet on tiptoe and turned around and killed him. The left knife is called "Dragon Claw Strike", the right knife is called "Double Dragon Strike", the left leg is called "Dragon Swing Tail", and the right foot is called "Flying Dragon in the Sky". The most powerful four combos were unleashed by me in a coherent manner.

That's it? Before I could rejoice when I saw Arya's startled little face explode in front of me, I suddenly felt a piercing pain in my left lower back. Looking back out of the corner of my eye, I saw another Arya sending a shiny dagger into my body with both hands.

"Shadow Warrior!" I cursed in a low voice, and then threw my leg back in a big loop, but Arya didn't like to fight, and with a dagger in her hand, she walked away.

"Arya, you're playing yin." I tried to rush along, but a hot tingling sensation paralyzed one of my legs, and I fell to the ground with a stumble.

"Poison on the knife." I noticed that my lower body was a little disobedient, and I immediately realized a serious problem, "It's too mean." "I couldn't help but scold my mother.

It was supposed to be a good situation, and I expected all of Arya's actions, but I didn't expect her to use the Shadow Warrior to explore the way. However, I also underthought and led to being attacked by Arya.

The situation seemed to turn all at once, and I suffered a relatively serious injury, although not fatal enough, but it was a fatal blow to my mobility, not to mention poisoning. I'm not in a position to lose, though, as the Shadow Warrior is an extremely mana-consuming high-level spell. It was evident from Arya's profuse sweat.

"It's a shame that there isn't a one-hit kill." I tore off a piece of skirt and bandaged the wound hastily, then silently activated the energy dissipation state, in which the toxin action was reduced for a while. Arya didn't chase after her first, not because she was a good man and a woman, but because she knew that I had a trump card in my hand, and I knew it myself.

Arya's chance to consume an ace spell was a blow to me, but she herself may not have realized that I was now in a state of drug addiction, and my previous experience had taught me that in this state, my body's recovery speed was completely unmeasurable by ordinary standards. But I still pretend to have suffered a major blow, showing that the enemy is weak, this is the art of war!

"Why insist. You can't stop me from attacking like this for the second time. Arya stared at me, not letting up in the slightest, what a cautious person.

I laughed miserably: "Since there is no second time, let's solve it once." "I made a pose, and as my master, Arya should know very well what this pose meant. According to our idiom, it is "the fish dies and the net is broken".

My current posture is a preparatory posture called "Faith Protection", I have been deceived by the name of this move at the beginning, thinking that this is a protective move similar to the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt, who knows that once I use it, I almost killed myself, to put it bluntly, it is very simple to sacrifice all the defense and defense skills in exchange for the maximum attack value, of course, the premise is that you can vent your anger on the other party. Well, don't think crooked, now I'm a no-handle, only two legs.

"Good." Arya smiled, "It's time to decide the winner, according to the time calculation, it will be difficult for you to make a breakthrough if you continue." ”

"Hey, hey." I grinned noncommittally as I lowered my body in a dive-bombing stance and rushed towards her. Two shiny daggers were aimed at her chest...... Well, it's not a chest attack, who told that the heart of the most important organ of people grows behind the pair of murder weapons in the world, and people can't do anything about it.

This dagger is still 108,000 miles away from the other party, and my left ankle is numb, it seems that I have been caught in the trap of the thunder guard, and then the sky is spinning, which is the effect of mental detonation. It was dark in front of me, and it was the effect of the black curtain of death. I ate all the spells that should be eaten, but I don't worry that the assassin's use of spells is a secondary effect after all, and the real need to kill the enemy to win must be done by the assassin himself, and there is also a very important point, the assassin's big skills and moves that can kill people must be close to the body, which means that Arya wants to kill me, one of the prerequisites is to get close to me.

As if smelling a familiar aroma, I knew it was finally here, and I let out a loud shout, "Shadow Master". Remove all negative effects and summon a clone warrior of your own. Arya must have hesitated for a moment, as the Assassin was facing four daggers and she only had two in her own hands. She quickly lifted her leg and kicked off the dagger in my left hand on the left, while her right hand parried two consecutive parries to block the shock, separating the two daggers in the middle, and plunging the remaining dagger straight into the right shoulder of my hand. Blood splattered out. There's mine, and there's Arya's.

Arya didn't guess wrong, the person she stabbed was my body, and she was right, if she poked me in the shoulder according to common sense, it would definitely cause my whole arm to lose strength, so that she could not only defuse all my attacks but also seriously injure me a second time, thus indirectly ending the fight. Unfortunately, she didn't expect me to use the acceleration attack, and it had already done what it was supposed to do before my arm could get out of force. A dagger plunged straight into Arya's left armpit, long enough to pierce the other's heart, if nothing else.

The battle was over, but it was me, not Arya, who emerged victorious.

Arya collapsed limply into my arms, with the unstoppable inertia of the forward rush she had just had.

"Thank you. It turns out that the feeling of liberation is so wonderful. ”

These were the last words that Arya left me. Then she vanished into countless firefly-sized points of light and disappeared into thin air, leaving behind only the strange piece of metal.