Chapter Twenty-Three: The Second Lieutenant (I)
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Ji Lun pulled off his mask and walked down the stone steps step by step.
It's deep, damp and foggy, and it feels like you're in the hallway of a dungeon.
Whew, whew, whew......
On the stone wall, the torches are lit up in pairs, from near to far, the fog is much lighter, and it still exists, which is the yarn mist that the wind blows away.
The vibration above gradually became smaller, and in front of him was a passage that was long enough to see no end, 3 high and 4 wide, more spacious than he expected, with ashlar piles, the top and the ground were horizontal stones, the groundwater was abundant, the stone walls were wet, there was a thin layer of running water on the ground, and the cracks in the top walls were also dripping.
The wind is howling, and listening to the wind alone, it feels as if it is in the crevice wind duct in the mountains, but the end of the stairs is blocked with ashlar stones, and it is not accessible at all.
The light of the fire flickered, and the water stains on the stone were greasy, as if they would be ignited at any moment.
Ji Lun walked at the same time, making sure that he always had one foot in contact with the ground.
At the same time, his armor underwent subtle changes, thickening, shiny, and texture, with a granular bulge that seemed to be a coarse sand surface.
After a few minutes of walking, there was no end in sight, but a staggering figure appeared in the mist.
"Are you coming?" Ji Lun moved his hand and pressed the sword.
Getting closer, the fog dispersed, and there was a smell in the air, and if you looked closely, it was a man, not wearing white clothes, but pajamas, barefoot, slightly arched back, arms drooping, like losing his soul, and the most heart-wrenching thing was that the whole body exuded a ghostly light, which made people shudder.
"It's Dr. Huang!"
Ji Lun's memory is very good, after a little thought, he knew his identity, got closer, and saw Doctor Huang muttering, his words were vague, but when he got closer, he suddenly turned around and faced Ji Lun: "You say, will the father not love the child?"
Hearing this, Ji Lun's calves tensed quickly, and the whole person stepped back, but saw that he didn't move, and after a long time, he approached again, carefully observing Dr. Huang and the surroundings who ignored him.
"No movement, chance encounter?"
Ji Lun thought about rubbing shoulders with Dr. Huang and continued to move forward, the passage should not be so long, the reason why it seems long, he felt that it was the same as the situation encountered on the fifth floor of the hospital, always be careful, and keep his feet on the ground, so that no matter what emergencies, he was quite sure to make a timely and effective response.
At the end of the road, there is an underground hall, a round vault, the long window is like a petal, with the central point of the vault as the core, parallel to the eight directions, the glass is painted, describing the ancient war, the sword and the soldier meet each other, the chariots and horses are vertical and horizontal, there is a light word window behind the leak, through the color painting, the mottled light and shadow are sprinkled on the ground, forming a rigid pillar of light in the air, making the scenery in the hall appear dull.
Ji Lun noticed this, but he paid more attention to the central offering platform.
This altar is like a small lectern for speeches, and it is like a half-cut stone pillar, standing in the middle of the underground hall, with a crystal cover on the top and a lock.
There are three downward circular stone steps in the outermost part of the underground hall, when he enters, the sound of gurgling water sounds, the bottom stone slab begins to flood the ground, the light of the dome also changes, the light behind the petal glass window quickly dims, the semicircular convex crack crack in the center, and a beam of light descends, enveloping the offering platform.
Looking beautiful, Ji Lun frowned and looked at the back, and in the back, there was movement in the corridor.
"Bang, Bang, Bang!" contrasted the dark corridor and the hall, and gradually, a samurai appeared at the door.
"Dr. Huang?"
"No, it's not!" stood an Imperial Captain, different from what he had seen before, his uniform was red, gold buttons, a wide armed belt, and shiny riding boots, and his helmet and visor were also unique, not the same solemn type of ordinary Imperial soldiers, but a smiling face, and a metal horn that protruded diagonally above his forehead.
Ji Lun's gaze quickly fell on the weapon, an alienated saber with a longer handle, the front half of the blade arc twisted and turned, widened by an inch, and the front end was sharpened with the cut angle of the back of the knife, forming a sharp edge.
A name flashed through my mind, Heavy Slaughter.
Then a message flashed: Counterweight Tu, Bloody Robes, Imperial Warriors.
The captain held his knife in both hands, stared at Ji Lun, who was approaching step by step, and spoke: "I have heard of you, you should not be an enemy of the empire. ā
"To be ashamed, you can represent the Empire? ā
A sentence completely annoyed the captain, a low roar, out of thin air, a bloody light poured down like thunder, hitting the metal horn on the helmet, and then the muscles squirmed, the bones clanged, and a bloody breath emanated from his body, forming an obvious ripple-like wind circle, blowing away the dust around him.
At the same time, Ji Lun's footsteps were slightly heavier, and he let out a 'bang', and then there was a golden light like water waves on his body, and the golden light swept over the armguards, shin armor, and weapons, the armor became thicker, and the weapon emitted a cold light.
Knock knock!
The captain launched a charge, obviously just an ordinary physique, more imposing than the imperial soldier charge he encountered when he rescued Nannan, every step of the run, like a drum, the ground under his feet was also beaten like a drum surface, giving Ji Lun the feeling that what was coming was not a running person, but a heavy chariot advancing at full speed.
Qiang ......
Drag the knife, the tip of the knife plows a groove in the asphalt, sparks splash, and forms a hot melt combustion, and the flame can be caused by more than just igniting the asphalt.
Ji Lun strode forward, his steps neither slowing down nor speeding up, and his steps were consistent and rhythmic.
The two sides were still more than four meters away, and the captain slashed his sword, accompanied by a flash of lava and sparks, and the bright red sword flew out like a crescent moon, slashing towards Ji Lun.
The captain moved, and so did Ji Lun.
The captain waved his sword, Ji Lun rushed forward, and the blazing and sharp edge of the knife turned a blind eye.
The lieutenant really didn't expect that the thin and emaciated opponent's fighting style in front of him was fierce and domineering, but he had experienced a hundred battles, and he instantly realized his fearlessness from Ji Lun's movements.
His reaction is fast, his movements are fast, but he is still half a beat late, and Ji Lun is faster than him!
The knife is hard to carry, and the soft armor of the body is cut and melted, and then the skin and flesh are rolled, blood is bursting, and the wound is scorched, which is a pay.
Rush in, Yang hand knife, he wants the captain to choose in an instant.
This moment is not enough for people to think carefully, the captain basically responds by instinct, only in this way can it be fast and in time.
It was indeed very fast, and the captain's attack did stop Ji Lun's lunge in time, if Ji Lun's target was really his heart.
The target is not the heart, and this is not a thrust, the real target is the wrist of the lieutenant with the knife, and the attack is the cone and the dagger!
This change of move can be called a smooth flow, and the swift lieutenant didn't have time to react superfluously, and with a wave of his right arm, he met the triangular pyramid thorn at the end of the taper dagger.
"Poof!" appears to be swinging a sledgehammer, and as a result, the shaft hits the sharp iron drill.
The triangular pyramid instantly pierced a bloody hole in the captain's wrist, and this was only the damage caused by his left hand.
Ji Lun's right hand is a yin hand knife, holding it back, the dagger is outward, he does not use the blade, but uses the cone to stab, the cone is in the fist position, so it is a killing move of the yang hand, the target is the rib side of the vacancy exposed after the captain swings his left fist.
"Poof!" was also successful, getting into the ribs, hurting the lungs, and blood splattered.
In addition to this, there is a knee plus kick.
This action was only halfway achieved, and it started half a beat later than the two-handed attack, and it was launched at the same time as the lieutenant's back, and the top of the knee failed to be solid, but then the kick was actually between the captain's chest and abdomen.
The sharp edge does not make a sound into the flesh, and the leg pedaling is powerful.
Boom!
This is the sound that comes when the chest is pressed.
This kick is not small, but it is nothing to the captain.
What Ji Lun cares about is not the majesty of this kick, but the pull of the taper dagger, one in the wrist, one in the ribs, the cone pierces the flesh, this kick is equivalent to a reverse pull, a hole and a puncture, and it is twice as serious in an instant.
The lieutenant's right hand was wasted, a large wound was made in the left rib, and the wound was pulled by raising his arm, and his breath choked on blood, and his breath was immediately disordered.
With a kick, the two separated, and Ji Lun pounced again.
Heavy slaughter took off his hand, and the lieutenant retreated with his feet, and at the same time slapped his left hand towards his wounded ribs, poof!
The blood mist turned into fire as soon as it exited, and the flames rolled and the light suddenly rose, and it was facing Ji Lun, who was advancing again.
Rush!
Ji Lun went straight into the flames, and as soon as he came out of the flames, he heard the wind howling on the left, and a whip kick from the lieutenant had been kicked.
Keep rushing forward and seal your knees with your elbows!
Ji Lun's armor, arm guards and shin armor all have arc tip extensions, that is, bending elbows or knees will form an extended pointed shovel, which is just against the captain's kneecap, and the tip of the shovel is even pointed on the bone.
His left elbow closed his knee, leaned in, and slashed his right hand knife at the lieutenant's neck.
The lieutenant let go of his ribly wounded left hand, leaned up to push Ji Lun's swinging left arm, and smashed his right fist into Ji Lun's face.
Ji Lun took advantage of the strength of his right hand to push and wipe, and turned his back to the captain, and at the same time bowed with one leg and probed back with the other.
The lieutenant pushed away Ji Lun's neck wipe, but his right fist was empty, and the whip leg had not yet fully landed, and Ji Lun twisted his body, switched the center of gravity, bowed his legs, probed his legs, and leaned closely!
This blow was extremely powerful, and the captain couldn't stand steadily, and the whole person flew out upside down.
"Dangchang!"
It was only then that the heavy slaughter, who had been released from a severe wrist injury, fell to the ground.
Then there was a 'bang'! The lieutenant fell to the ground, and the fall was terrible, and the shock made him choke and cough up a mouthful of blood.
Ji Lun did not hesitate, and arrived at the new position within 1.6 seconds of landing on the captain and launched an attack.
"Ahh
Pressing like this, the captain's eyes turned red, and he completely ignored the attack, and his two arms went straight into his waist and abdomen.
At this point, Guillen fell to one knee at this point, making the action look like a flying tackle.