The figure of the old man flashed quickly around Arya as he spoke, and the clearly visible high-pressure airflow shot towards Arya like lightning along a completely different but closely connected complex trajectory, the air was full of sharp and piercing wind whistles, and as far as the eye could see, the traces left by the high-pressure airflow tearing through the space, Arya was suddenly shocked to find that those continuous attacks could be easily dodged, but as the attacks became more and more dense, her activity space actually began to shrink, and unconsciously, almost all of her retreats were cut off by the uninterrupted high-pressure airflowFrom the moment it was released, the [Burst Bullet] aimed at those retreats that could be used to escape, and the endless attacks were like a rapidly woven net of death, completely trapping Arya.

Then, the dynamic web of hunting began to contract slowly and orderly, and a large and heavy sense of oppression rapidly expanded in the shrinking space.

"I caught you this time...... "The old man's gaze was as cold as ice, and in the distorted space repeatedly penetrated by the high-pressure air current, it was Arya's blurred figure, "It's a pity, you pay too much attention to the ability of my demon soul weapon, but ignore my own strength, I can control the [God Hunter], I am one of the few in terms of the attainment of the wind element, although you have a ghostly and erratic speed, I also have a figure as swift as thunder......"

"It's a real pity that you're ......" Arya's voice pierced through the distorted space, with a faint trill, as if coming from the distant horizon, "I said that within my hunting range, I could easily touch your body. ”

In the seemingly flawless tight attack, a vague afterimage began to flicker, her light and flowing body looked like a cloud of white smoke that changed at will, the intricate trajectory drawn by the dense high-pressure air flow actually failed to really hurt her, Arya seemed to be able to predict all the attacks in advance, and effortlessly crossed through the gaps created in the attack gaps, some of the continuous attacks that were no longer impenetrable, she dexterously used the short blade in her hand to block, or used her own soul power to slightly change the trajectory of the air flow, and she quickly approached the old man who weaved the net from the center of the hunting net with impunity。

"This ...... How could you pass through the front of the [Continuous Bullets]......" The old man's face was irrepressibly frightened, the kind of attack that seemed impossible to dodge at all was perfectly avoided by the girl who was inconspicuous in front of her, and even the girl who had just been pierced through the left chest by the [Sniper] was perfectly avoided, she came from the rain of bullets, but she was not injured in the slightest by the rain of bullets, this kind of strange thing Before today, the old man would not believe it anyway," could it be ...... What are you capable of...... No wonder you can dodge the critical blow of [Sniper]...... Is your power, your power prophetic?"

"Foreknowledge?" Arya, who was already close at hand, frowned slightly, and said disdainfully, "I don't have that ability, my ability is very similar to yours, and the air you use as a weapon is also my weapon!"

"Air?by the way, the ability you have mastered is also the wind element?" the old man suddenly realized.

"That's right, although I don't know why I can't perceive [Sniper], but the moment you call the [Combo] in the second form, from the moment it leaves the muzzle, I can clearly sense its trajectory and the range of power fluctuations, as well as the time it takes for it to attack me, I just need to avoid its edge when it reaches me, which is not difficult for me. Arya said expressionlessly, "From the beginning of our battle to the present, you have released countless [combos], I have already figured out its rules, if I am not miscalculated, your combo fires about 75 attacks per second, and what I need to do is to perfectly dodge all the attacks in a second, although 75 rounds of attacks seem to be a bit numerous, but it is still within the range of what I can bear, I just need to move to a distance enough to kill you before my soul power is exhausted......"

"It's useless, I also said that my speed is not inferior to you......" The old man jumped backwards suddenly, and the [God Hunter] in his hand burst out at the same time as he jumped backwards, and countless high-pressure air currents burst out, "You will never be able to move far enough to kill me under my attack, and there is one more thing I forgot to tell you, whether it is [Bullet] or [Sniper], it is all through [God Hunter] Shown, this kind of attack doesn't consume much of my soul power, I can use it as I like, as long as there is enough wind element nearby, my attack will never stop, but you are different, I can feel that your soul power is draining rapidly, and in your continuous dodge, the already heavily injured body has to perfectly keep up with your reflex nerves, this is also a job that consumes physical strength sharply, and it consumes each other, who do you think has a better chance of winning?"

While the old man was talking, he instantly distanced himself from Arya, and all his attacks were launched outward in a fan shape, which means that the more he wanted to get close to the old man, then Arya needed to dodge the denser the high-pressure air current, and if he kept hovering on the edge of the old man's attack, then Arya had no possibility of approaching the old man.

"There's one thing you're thinking wrong!" Arya's flickering figure flickered near and far, her low, deep eyes flickering with a cold light, she was waiting for the moment when the old man relaxed.

"What?" the old man blurted out with a blank pause in his eyes.

"I said I was a warrior who excelled at close-range assassination!" Arya suddenly broke out of her control, and the silver blade drew a strange arc in the air, it shuttled through the continuous high-pressure air current, drawing a semicircular arc in the air, striking from the old man's side, "But it doesn't mean that I can't use long-range attacks, on the contrary, under the guidance of the wind element, my long-range attacks will become extremely accurate." ”

"You, have you been preparing for ....... morning" The old man's voice suddenly trembled with fear.

"That's right, I've noticed that deliberately talking to you is just trying to make you ignore this fundamental problem. Arya looked at the angle of the short blade's flight and the angle of the old man's jump, her face turned cold, "It's you who lose, my ability is to perfectly control all the weapons in flight, so that they can hit the target with great precision, even if you can change the way you are at the moment, I can also change the angle of the blade at the moment." ”

The sound of the short blade piercing into the flesh was dull and crisp, the bright red blood slowly dripped down the sharp blade on the snow, the blood beads gradually melted on the white snow, like a slowly blooming red lotus, beautiful and enchanting, the old man's body was slumped, he lowered his head, most of his face was hidden in the shadow of the high raised eyebrow bone, and he couldn't see his expression at the moment, but judging from the movement of his clenched teeth, he must be in a complex emotion between anger and pain now.

The sharp short blade was about to cut through the carotid artery in his neck at the end, and he firmly grasped the spinning blade with his hand, and even if he didn't look at it, it was very clear that the injury on his right hand could no longer allow him to continue to hold the [God Hunter] and shoot.

But if he didn't choose to sacrifice his right hand, Arya's short blade would have sliced his carotid artery without any suspense, a fatal blow. He underestimated the seemingly weak young girl in front of him too much, he always thought that he was in control of the overall situation, in control of everything, he was like a rebellious predator, always trying to tease the prey before tearing them apart, as everyone knows, some prey is more terrible than the hunter, when you enjoy yourself, they have calmly analyzed your flaws and flaws, and then quietly set a trap, waiting for the hunter to throw himself into the net.

However, a hunter is a hunter after all, and no matter how tenacious and cunning the prey he identifies is, it is only a prey after all!

That's what the old man thinks, in his opinion, what you want to get must be what you want to get, and all the thrills will only be games in the aftershow, yes, it's just a game, and the difficulty is deliberately increased in order to make the game itself more playable and adventurous.

The years have made his violent and bloodthirsty heart slowly calm down......

It's been a long, long time since he's experienced the thrill of a game called "The Hunt."

However, the game should be a game, and if the old man can feel threatened and frightened in the game, then it is time to put aside the game and really devote himself to the long-lost "battle......

"What about the mistake, I didn't expect you to throw away your important weapon and choose to pick up my blade with your bare hands?!" Arya slowly pulled out two short blades from under her tight skirt again, she stared at the old man shrouded in shadows in front of her, and said with some surprise and appreciation, "But, this time, I think what else can you use to catch it?"

"Hey, hey......" a shuddering sneer came from the old man's lowered eyes, "I underestimated you too much, underestimated you too much!......" It's a lot of fun, your performance is really wonderful, it's wonderful! Even I really thought it was going to be over for a moment......"

"What are you talking about?" Arya's brows gradually furrowed, she looked at the old man who sneered for no reason, and a layer of chill appeared on her back for no reason, and a vague sense of foreboding arose, but she couldn't figure out where this increasingly strong uneasiness came from.