"Speaking of which, you're really an abnormal bastard. To be able to suppress Uzel, your strength should be at least 30 points, and your perceptive sense should be at least 20 points. What's even stranger is that your HP is actually at least 400-500 points, and your defence is at least 20 points! Furthermore, you motherf * cker can provide such a powerful support! Then your intelligence and spirit should be at least 20 points! "
"It's been a long time since I've met an all-rounded idiot like you. If I hadn't exposed my weakness earlier and seized the opportunity to deal you a fatal blow, I might've ended up with both of us heavily injured. How much HP do you have left? 200 points, 300 points? How much blood do you have left? "
Facing Lille's provocation, Sheyan remained silent, his face pale as he retreated step by step. Blood trickled out from his chest wound, splattering all over the ground. Lille currently held the upper hand, and was feeling pleased with himself. He raised his long saber and ferociously chopped down!
Both parties once again sunk into the previous stalemate, but this time Lille had the confidence to win, as though he held the upper hand! Brandishing his saber, Lille closed in step by step, not even giving Sheyan a chance to escape. Yet in Lille's eyes, Sheyan's counterattack was filled with the futility of a trapped beast's struggle.
The two continued fighting for several minutes, before Lille retracted his saber and coldly declared.
"Go to hell!"
He didn't know why, but a faint ominous premonition arose in his heart. Probably because he had witnessed his opponent's sudden reversal in battle. Hence, even though the shadow clone technique would consume his MP, Lille had already made up his mind, activating his most formidable ability!
His figure suddenly disappeared in an instant. When he reappeared, he was already behind Sheyan, whose face was full of astonishment!
With a gloomy expression, Lille floated past Sheyan's back, as he somersaulted over Sheyan's head. His right hand was gripping onto his long saber, as it emitted a mournful deep blue glow; like splashing ink, it floated down.
That saber glow was like a blue moon rising from the ground, unhurriedly sweeping past Sheyan's cheeks and chest!
B rank ability: [Blade Dance – Lateral Cut]!!
This incomparably mysterious slash caused Sheyan to howl in agony. His voice was like a dying beast, rolling on the ground several times before covering his face and fleeing. Fresh blood seeped out from between his fingers! He abruptly retrieved a flask of curse-mix from his bosom, and heavily smashed it onto the ground! Using the rising poison mist to cover his retreat, he turned around and fled, completely ignoring the fact that his back was exposed to Lille's saber.
Lille's eyes flickered with excitement and bloodthirst. Once the stun duration passed, he ignored the poison mist, and chased after Sheyan. His Agility had already exceeded the limit. Even though the poisonous fog reduced his speed by 20%, he was still able to chase for less than 30 metres before arriving behind Sheyan.
His legs.
After leaping high into the air, both hands gripped onto their long sabers as they slashed down towards Sheyan's back! He was determined to succeed with this attack!
But, but!
At this moment, Sheyan, who was already the prey, suddenly turned around with his hands clenched into fists!
The two of them stared at each other. Lille instantly felt as though his eyes were injured, because Sheyan's eyes didn't contain the cowardice he expected, nor did it contain the agony and fear he expected! That pair of blazing eyes, was brimming with wildness, unruliness, and the conviction to win!!!
In that instant, Lille had the misconception that he was chopping down a towering mountain whose peak could not be seen. However, his spirit was also very tenacious. Clenching his teeth, he still used all his strength to chop down!
Swoosh! Blood spurted out. Sheyan's left hand was directly chopped off, as it flew 5-6 metres, before dropping to the ground with a thud. That saber aura continued to sweep down, like a raging river, as it carved out a deep saber scar on the ground! Over 10 metres long!
Even several gigantic plants behind were caught in the crossfire, as they were chopped into two, crashing down with a loud crash as dust filled the air!
Concurrently, a dark-gold glow flickered on Sheyan's neck, as his right fist was enveloped in a layer of faint blue glow!
Dark-gold necklace: Smith's microchip ability, format activated … …
Armour effect! 'Zergling Rush' activated … …
At this moment, Lille was still in mid-air. Sheyan's right fist struck out like lightning! With the force of a thunderbolt, it crazily bombarded his left leg!
Explosive strike!
Crushing!!
Sheyan's first fist inflicted immense agony on Lille. But from the second fist onwards, Lille felt as though his left thigh had been trampled by an elephant. As for the third fist … … he couldn't feel it anymore.
The only thing this meant was that … his left leg was crippled.
A second ago, Lille was still complacent. But in the next second, he was facing an extremely perilous situation!
In that instance, Lille's heart sank. He couldn't bear the immense disappointment in his heart, as he howled miserably towards the sky!
Like a wolf trapped in a trap, he howled in despair!
But in the next second, his howling abruptly ceased. This was because the berserk strength of Sheyan's fists had erupted. Those three consecutive fists not only shattered his left thigh bone, it even sent Lille flying through the air. Losing his balance, he crashed down with a face full of grime, as his entire head dripped with blood.
All this forbearance, was all for these three fists!
These three fists were to cripple Lille's leg, to prevent him from escaping!!! If he couldn't cripple Lille in one blow, then even an awakened reserve-duty Growth-Hunter like Sheyan wouldn't be able to catch up to him!
At this moment, Sheyan slowly retracted his fist! Even though his body was riddled with cuts and bruises, his chest bleeding profusely, and even one of his arms was chopped off, the feeling he gave off was even more majestic. He was like a craggy and cracked rocky mountain, connecting the heavens to the earth, winding and unsurpassable.
Just by facing it, there was a suffocating and insurmountable feeling!
In his eyes, there was a murderous intent mixed with perseverance, directly shattering any impression Lille had of him!
"You … you … liar." The muscles on Lille's face twitched as his fingers dug deep into the tree bark. Then, he supported himself against the tree trunk and stood up while panting heavily. He only felt his vision going black and dizzy! Not only did the three lightning-like punches break his left leg, they also destroyed his confidence.
At this moment, Lille discovered that his strength had unknowingly dropped by 4 points! It had already dropped to 23 points. But even so, Lille discovered a terrifying fact. The strength of the enemy in front of him … was at least 46 points!
This knowledge caused Lille to collapse. Obviously, a contestant with a strength value of 46 points and above would have a 90% chance of breaking through the boundary!
This meant that Sheyan might still have a trump card!! A trump card to break through the boundary!
You motherf * * * * * *, a support freak, can actually break through the boundary in strength!!
This meant that Lille's previous complacency was a huge joke.
Furthermore, the previously overlooked minute suspicions were magnified by 10 times, as they gnawed at Lille's soul like a viper. He watched as Sheyan, who was covered in blood, approached him step by step. His eyes were bloodshot. At this moment, Sheyan calmly and mockingly replied.
"Come on! Just one more stab and I'll be in a state of near death. "
"Damn it, damn it! According to my calculations, his HP should've already entered near-death state! "
Lille's pupils instantly shrunk to the size of a needle. After hearing those words, he recalled the scenes of him failing on the verge of success, and determined that his enemy was bluffing! With a wild roar, he dragged his injured leg and limped towards Sheyan, dragging his long saber behind him.
Hence, 2 seconds later, Sheyan's forehead received a vertical slash dripping with blood. The wound was long and mournful, stretching from the left side of his forehead to the right corner of his mouth! So much so that his expression twisted into a strange and eerie smile.
Yet as blood flowed down his face, Sheyan swung out his fist with all his might, and bluntly smashed against Lille's nose! 49 points of strength erupted in an instant, sending Lille flying once again!
At this moment, Lille finally despaired. He deeply understood 2 things:
First of all, this Seaman guy in front of him wasn't bluffing.
Secondly, if he didn't believe in the supernatural, he would definitely be the one to die!! The might of a crushing attack, was truly too terrifying!
He had never imagined a person could be so tenacious. Previously, he had unleashed his most perfect and magnificent attack. From the moment he slashed out with his saber, Lille felt as though he had transformed into a tsunami of sharp sabers, while his enemy was like a withered leaf, unable to withstand the torrential tide for more than a few seconds. Yet now, his enemy had actually turned the tables in a single move!
Lille finally gave up completely. His eyes were filled with terror and dread. Obviously, the approaching Sheyan had given him immense pressure. He finally crumbled under the pressure, screaming miserably as he turned to flee. Although he had lost a leg, Lille was still an awakened Reserve-duty Growth-Hunter. His limping speed was still faster than Sheyan's!
*****
Oh, there's another alliance master! Tomorrow at 4 o 'clock. Today at 4 o 'clock, I can't guarantee the quality anymore. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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