Hail the King

Chapter 352, Three Do Not Kill

Looking at the increasingly clear battle situation on the stage, Fei's face was calm, and no one could see clearly what he was thinking.

On the other hand, by Fei's side, [Second General Huh Ha] and the sycophant Oleg, Peter Cech and others all showed anxious expressions on their faces. These people are all masters, and naturally they can clearly see the direction of the situation. Disciple Inzaghi has used all means, but he can't help the opponent. Instead, he has suffered some injuries due to the counterattack of the opponent's samurai. If there are no other accidents in the future, Inzaghi will lose within ten moves. undoubtedly.

"Who is that bastard on the stage? How could he push Philip to such an extent? Wait until the end of the game, I will crush his balls..." Pierce looked anxious, pointing at Inzaghi's opponent on the stage and yelled fiercely. .

"After the game is over, let's talk to this bastard." Drogba touched his chin with his hand, looking like he was going to kill someone.

Except for [Hum Ha two sluts], Cech, Torres and others also looked bad.

When the people watching the game heard the words of these guys, they instinctively wanted to ridicule something, but after seeing the ferocious faces of these guys, they felt the danger radiating from these guys. They all closed their big mouths tactfully, but they introduced in a low voice, pointing at Fei and others, obviously not saying anything good.

"Ah... it's them, [One Finger Breaks the Sky], [White-haired Quick Sword], [Black-haired Crazy Fist]...and [One Punch Overwhelms the Sky] Chambord King, they are Chambord people!" Someone suddenly recognized The identities of these guys who spoke very rudely, exhaled in a low voice.

This low cry immediately made the people around who were whispering and talking in a low voice turn pale with fright, and dared not say a word again.

Fei turned his head and glanced at [Hum Ha Second General], the two guys quickly lowered their heads, honestly shut up and dared not speak harsh words.

No one knows what His Majesty the King is thinking.

Under the support of His Majesty's powerful and unpredictable wings, Chambord City has not known the taste of failure for a long time. The aggression of the masters and the coalition forces of several countries, the disadvantaged Chambord City, under the circumstances that everyone united and fought to the death, finally defeated the powerful enemy and won the victory. Since then, the blood of the Chambord people has begun to flow With the factor of victory, any failure is unacceptable to them.

Therefore, at this time, the Shampoo masters said nothing that they hoped that Shampoo Cheng would lose such a game under the watchful eyes of countless people from other countries.

people who think like this,

There is also Inzaghi who is fighting hard on the stage.

respite.

Heavy gasping.

The palm of the hand holding the [Death Touch] dagger has begun to tremble slightly, as if the dagger would fall from his hand with a slight movement, but Inzaghi knew that even if he died, he would never let the dagger leave his hand .

Because on that bloody night at the headquarters of the mercenary regiment in the imperial capital, the person he respected the most once solemnly told himself: As an assassin, you must never let the weapon leave your hand, and you must never have any hesitation or hesitation. If you miss a hit, you will leave in an instant...

assassin!

assassin! ! !

Inzaghi reached out his hand to wipe away the blood that was dripping down from the corner of his forehead and brow and almost blurred his vision. The severe pain made him almost suffocate, but he knew he had to be awake.

There are eleven wounds on the legs that almost cut off the bones, and strands of blood flow out continuously, spreading from the feet like a spring, and I really think back to Uncle York and Little Tina in the pool of blood over and over again in my mind. Waiting for others, I also know that Owen and the orphans of the fourth brother Cavani are watching his game from the audience... At this moment, his thin body bears too much hope, so he must not fall down.

Never fall down.

Endless exhaustion hit him like a tide, he took a deep breath, his feet moved suddenly, and the next moment his body completely disappeared in place like a transparent one.

This is his innate ability to be invisible.

The terrifying thing about this talent is that when Inzaghi is invisible, he is almost completely invulnerable, as if he is completely hidden in another space, and even the dripping blood can't disappear.

But Inzaghi knew that under serious injuries, his physical condition could only support the last invisible.

This time, we must succeed.

On the opposite side, Inzaghi's opponent looked calm, his long and narrow eyes were slightly squinted, and rays of light kept flickering from the corners of those long and narrow eyes. Although his body was motionless, transparent ripples were silently Diffuse within a range of ten meters around the body.

These transparent ripples are a series of slightly flowing and rotating winds.

Every bit of these turbulent winds is under his control, as long as any object breaks into the wind, even a tiny hair, he can feel it immediately, and then react.

Just now, it was by relying on this silent method that he was able to spot Inzaghi's figure again and again when there was no time to send, and then counterattacked.

"This Chambord's concealment method is simply against the sky. Even if he encounters an opponent who is four or five levels higher than him, he will never find his whereabouts. Unfortunately, the opponent he met is me. Moreover, this little guy My head seems a bit stupid, I have to persist again and again after failing again and again, but I don't know, since I can find him once, I can find him a second time!"

Thinking proudly in his heart, at this moment, the long knife in his hand swished and cut towards the top three inches of his head without warning.

Whoosh!

A bolt cleared and flickered like the wind, and the two black clothes were divided into four.

The expression of the wind-type fighting spirit warrior changed, because his knife cut empty, the expected scene of the blade piercing into the flesh, and the blood splashing and rushing did not appear, and what was cut by this knife was only a strand that was thrown out clothes.

Slightly startled, the samurai's expression froze, the long knife in his hand changed extremely quickly, and he took advantage of the situation to suddenly slash downwards, and another lightning-like white sharp sword burst out in the cold air.

But this knife cut through the air again, only torn a piece of clothes.

At this moment, the real attack suddenly stabbed from the front, a dark dagger was like a silent poisonous sting, slowly pierced out in the void, without causing the slightest air fluctuation, Even the wind that was swirling in the air escaped.

The handle of the dagger was tightly nestled in a pair of slender hands.

At this time, the samurai's moves were old. When the two knives slashed down, his waist bent slightly, and it looked more like he was actively facing the dagger stabbing out of the void with his head.

Whoosh!

A few strands of long hair touched the short blade of the dagger and broke in two.

Almost a must-kill game.

No one thought that when the serious injury was almost exhausted, the thin boy's head seemed to have finally opened up, and he used two pieces of clothes to attract the opponent's attraction, and calculated an extremely simple but not bad The killing of the game, the reversal of the situation, is between this move.

However, the huge gap in strength cannot be changed by such a strategy, not to mention that at this time Inzaghi is already seriously injured to the point of exhaustion.

The wind-type vindictive warrior used the old move, slashing the ground, the earth shook, and the shock wave hit Inzaghi's body, and shot out from the wounds of all sizes, making the thin boy pause for a while, and then again In an instant, with the force of the shock, the back of the long knife in the warrior's hand was used as the blade, and it was raised in the opposite direction.

Boom!

Click!

The back of the knife slammed into Inzaghi's arm, and there was a sound of bones breaking.

Visible to the naked eye, the elbow of the thin boy's arm was folded at an anti-joint shocking 90 degrees. Obviously, the hand bone had been completely shattered and fractured by the impact of the back of the knife.

But under such circumstances, the hand holding the [Death God's Touch] dagger did not let go at all.

As if he couldn't feel the pain, the young man tried his best, leaned forward, and sent the dagger into the left shoulder of the wind-type fighting spirit warrior.

This is the first time Inzaghi has injured his opponent in the whole game.

It's a pity that the opponent didn't lose his combat power because of this blow. He turned his body slightly to minimize the damage caused by the dagger piercing into his body, and then spun around, and the light of the knife turned like a horse training and slashed towards Inzaghi's body. back of the head.

"Be careful!"

"Philip..."

"stop!"

There were several exclamations and angry shouts under the sword-testing platform. Torres, Cech, [Hengha Second General] and others shouted angrily. Torres didn't even know when the longbow in his hand was already in his hand. , Bending the bow and setting the arrow, the arrow clusters contain astonishing power, and they are about to be shot off the string.

But at this moment, Fei gently waved his hand to stop all of this.

Because on the sword-testing platform, the outcome has already been decided.

The blade of the wind-type vindictive warrior stopped suddenly when it was less than one centimeter away from the back of Inzaghi's head. At this time, Inzaghi had already lost too much blood due to the serious injury, and even passed out. However, it is unbelievable that although the boy had lost consciousness, his feet were firmly on the ground like a statue, and he did not fall down.

"A respectable opponent!"

The wind-type grudge warrior looked at Inzaghi, who was faint but stood firmly and refused to let go of the weapon in his hand. Finally, he couldn't help but change his face, retracted the long knife in his hand, and said loudly: "I have three things not to kill. The first is not to kill." Kill, it is said that Shambow masters do not kill one person in all battle zone qualifying matches, so I will not kill him today. The second is not to kill, although this boy is not as strong as me, he still entangled me for an entire hour and stabbed me. Admired opponent, the third is not to kill, an assassin should stand in the shadows instead of appearing in the duel field, so I can't kill him!"

He said this not to Inzaghi, but to the thousands of onlookers around him.

It seemed that he was so shocked by the openness of the wind-type fighting spirit warrior and the tenacious fighting spirit of the fainted young man. After a moment of silence, wild applause and cheers like a storm rang out around the No. 8 sword-testing platform.

"The result of the match... Chambord lost!"

As soon as the referee finished speaking, he saw a figure suddenly flashing from the crowd, flying towards the sword testing platform like a thunderbolt, and then a smooth blue streak rose into the sky like a water curtain. It was water magic. The enchantment [Water Curtain Tianhua] was on the sword-testing platform, but the magical enchantment that claimed to be able to withstand the full blow of a six-star warrior turned out to be like paper in front of this person. Pull, it falls apart.

It's Shampoo King!

Sun Fei appeared on the sword-testing platform and reached out to support the fainted boy.

The sword testing platform was completely silent.

Chambord King, what are you doing here? Is it to avenge his disciple by killing the wind-type grudge warrior in a rage?

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Almost exhausted.

Happy New Year to all brothers and sisters, I wish you all good luck in the Year of the Dragon, good fortune, sweet love, and good health to your family.