Clang!!!
Yuria lifted a metal stool and barely deflected the steel needles that were flying towards him. He was rolling on the ground pathetically, jumping and running around on the beach like a monkey.
The Root Doctor merely stood on the spot and moved his fingers a few times. He looked extremely relaxed.
"Looks like you're a little more agile than last time." He yawned out of boredom. "But you're still very weak."
"That's because I haven't used my true abilities yet!" Yuria yelled as he dodged the steel needles that were almost invisible. "What conspiracy do you have!? I have no grudge against you, why are you purposely … phew … looking for me?! "
"Conspiracy?" The Root Doctor Jiatai lit a cigarette for himself easily, took a puff and blew out a smoke ring. The white smoke ring was almost invisible under the scorching sun.
"I'm not interested in explaining the reason for someone who's about to die. Instead of having the time to talk, it's better to finish you off and go back to drink milk. I heard that milk can strengthen the chest muscles. My chest muscles have been sagging recently … "
Chest muscles? Are you sure it's not breast enlargement?
Yuria did not know whether to laugh or cry. He wanted to say something, but he suddenly did a backflip and avoided a row of steel needles that were shot continuously.
A row of steel needles accurately hit the spot where he was standing just now, making the sand sizzle.
"Alright." Jiatai looked around. "It's about time to wrap it up."
Just like the last time, he slowly extended his right hand and aimed it at Yuria's direction.
"This move again!!" Yuria suddenly had goosebumps all over his body.
"Brother! Catch the blade!!! "Suddenly, a voice came from afar.
Yuria turned his head and saw a long object spinning and flying towards him. It was his sister!! She had rushed over and even delivered the blade that he often used!
His emotions that were almost in despair were filled with hope again like a roller coaster.
He quickly pounced in the direction where the blade came from.
"Hold." Jiatai's hand finally tightened slowly at this moment.
Buzz …
The depths of the countless beaches began to shake.
Boom!!!
In an instant, countless fine sand splashed up. A large number of densely packed fine needles shot into the sky and flew towards Yuria in the middle.
"It's over."
Jiatai said lightly.
"Four Directions Wind!"
Almost at the same time. Four bright golden lights rolled and lit up in midair.
Countless fine needles were instantly blocked by the golden light. Then, they were bent and broken, shooting out in all directions.
Chi!
A flying broken needle brushed past Jiatai's cheek, leaving a bloody wound.
He was stunned. He was completely stunned …
At this moment, his feelings were as complicated as Garon's. No ordinary person would be able to understand the complex emotions of seeing the results of their many years of hard work being solved by a stinky brat in just over ten days. It was a mixture of jealousy and heartache.
Originally, when that person told him about it, he didn't believe him at all, so he personally took action to prove that he was wrong.
"And now …" Jiatai reached out and gently touched the wound on his face. His fingers were stained with blood. "It's real … blood."
Drop by drop, blood dripped onto the beach, dyeing the originally golden sand red.
Garon held his saber with one hand and quietly looked at the figure a few meters away from him.
"Still not giving way?"
Yin Du's gloves that were comparable to gold and iron were still intact, but the gloves that were supposed to be used to block weapons were used by him to cover his mouth.
Blood dripped down from his fingers.
Cough cough …
He coughed violently a few times.
He recalled the scene just now.
He had indeed caught the saber without missing a single bit. The blade did not cut through the gloves, nor did it touch any other part of his body. Why? Why!
"Why …!" Yin Du did not expect that he would be seriously injured in the first exchange. He was Vulture's Number Seven, the seventh person who stood above the tens of thousands of elite armed forces in the world!
"Do you think that I'll be like those stupid villains and explain the mystery of my unique skill to you? Save it, "Garon said impatiently." Alright, listen to me. Be good and get out of the way. I'm in a hurry. "
"Are you trying to humiliate me?!" Yin Du propped himself up. "Or do you think that you've won!?"
"Am I not?" Garon pointed the tip of his saber at the ground and asked.
Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a sneer at the corner of his opponent's mouth, and suddenly had a bad feeling.
Boom!!!
A ball of intense fire instantly engulfed Garon's position. It was a bomb!
The explosion instantly blasted out a ball of red fire on the beach, and the huge impact surged out in all directions, rolling up scorching hot air.
In the fire, the scorching hot air and smoke suddenly dispersed.
A clear clang was heard.
A golden saber light split the flames into two, and like a golden crescent moon, it slashed towards Yin Du.
Boom!!!
Another violent explosion directly exploded between the saber light and Yin Du. Sand and gravel shot up into the sky along with the huge impact of the explosion, directly turning the sand into countless hidden weapons, and hit the saber light fiercely, directly causing its trajectory to deviate.
"Hmph!"
Garon snorted coldly. His body was still rolling in mid-air, and the impact of the huge explosion had caused his saber to lose its accuracy. He simply raised his saber light.
Huff huff huff huff …!
His entire body, together with his saber, actually started to spin wildly like a wheel, forming a huge golden saber wheel, and continued to rush towards Yin Du.
Yin Du's expression changed, and he quickly retreated. The first time he got close to a battle, he knew that fighting a Sword Saint like Garon in close combat was undoubtedly the stupidest thing to do, so much so that he was heavily injured before he could even unleash his strongest advantage.
However, he would not make the same mistake a second time!
"Ultra-micro."
He casually grabbed something in his pocket, and suddenly threw it out.
Countless spore-like tiny bomb particles quickly enveloped Garon. In an instant, there were hundreds of Ultra-micro bombs covering Garon in a hemispherical shape.
Swoosh!
At this moment, Garon's figure suddenly flew sideways from mid-air, and stabbed into the beach not far away.
Bam bam bam bam!!
The continuous Ultra-micro bombs exploded, and countless tiny flames blocked Yin Du's line of sight. He suddenly had a bad premonition.
He turned around and was about to leave, but just as he turned around, he saw a silver-white saber hanging straight at his neck.
"What a pity." Garon's face appeared from behind the saber. "You've lost."
From the beginning to the end, he only held his saber with one hand, and it was the same even now.
Yin Du raised his head slightly, sweat seeping out from his forehead, but he did not dare to raise his hand to wipe it off. As an Agility-type expert, he was played like a monkey by his opponent, and was restrained before he could even unleash his strongest move. This was undoubtedly the biggest insult to him.
"How did you do it?" He asked bitterly.
"How did I do it?" Garon was speechless. "You, an explosives expert, came to compete in speed with me in close combat, if I, a Sword Saint, still lost to you, that would be a real insult. Do you know what the core of sword and saber techniques is? Fast! Ruthless! Accurate! "
"My attack speed is enough to attack seven times in a second! You can't be faster than me!! "Yin Du lost his cool.
"I can attack sixteen times in a second," Garon said lightly.
“.....”
*****
On the deserted beach.
Yuria held his saber with both hands, and slowly confronted the Root Doctor, Jiatai.
His entire body's center of gravity sank slightly, and his entire person was like a hunched cheetah. His sharp eyes were fixed on Jiatai, and the silver saber in his hand was constantly adjusting its position and angle.
The two of them circled each other step by step, trying to find the opponent's loophole first.
Both of them were experts with high lethality. As long as a loophole was found, victory and defeat would be decided in an instant.
The scorching sun fell mercilessly on the two of them. Whether it was Jiatai or Yuria, they were sweating more and more. Jiatai was sweating even more, and his clothes were completely soaked.
On the other hand, Yuria's skin was shedding under the sun. Sweat flowed through his wounds, and there was a constant burning pain.
Yurijie, on the other hand, was watching the battle from afar. Her heart was hanging on Yuria, and her eyes were wide open until they could not help but blink.
"Good lad … I haven't seen you for a long time … and you … phew …" Jiatai's stamina was greatly depleted, and he could not remember how many years it had been since he last had such a high-intensity battle. His chest seemed to be burning with a fire. The suit and white coat that he used to show off had completely become the most serious burden, and it was constantly consuming his stamina.
Sweat flowed from his hair into his eyes, but he did not dare to wipe it off.
This kind of highly focused confrontation was the most stressful for a person's potential stamina.
"You're the one who … beat me … half dead the last time. You don't know how to respect the old and love the young …!" Yuria panted heavily, and stared at his opponent.
Suddenly, he stared at a loophole, and rushed out fiercely.
Swish!
The golden saber light rose, and slashed down close to Jiatai's side. The latter was so frightened that his soul almost left his body.
Dang dang dang!!
Three steel needles flew out in a row, forcing Yuria not to pursue, and could only defend himself.
The two of them had been fighting like this for a long time.
Once Jiatai used a large-scale explosion of steel needles, Yuria would activate Hydra and Savior's abilities at the same time. The Four Winds blocked perfectly, and directly turned the two ultimate moves into a battle of attrition.
"I say … can't you … respect the old man?" Jiatai felt that he could not hold on any longer.
If this continued endlessly, he was already a sixty-four-year-old old man, and could not be compared to the little brat in front of him.
"Why don't you respect my fifteen-year-old young heart!" Yuria felt that the skin on his back was getting more and more painful. His brain was also a little dizzy, and he was probably on the verge of fainting from heatstroke.
Jiatai's heart was already aching. If he had known earlier, he would not have taken the initiative to accept this mission, and ended up in such a sorry state.
"The one behind … is your sister, right?" He suddenly said. He tried to divert his opponent's attention. "Looks like I have to choose some more despicable methods …"
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