Uncle Worthless, who had been stabbed in the knee, immediately jumped away with his other leg. When he stood still, Sasaki Akira had also returned to his standing position with that strange posture.
At this moment, the two men on the battlefield, one was crippled, and the other had a broken neck. The former's posture was crooked, and his head was upright, while the latter's posture was upright, but his head was slanted on his shoulder.
Although everyone knew that these two were experts, this strange scene and strange confrontation really made people unable to restrain their laughter.
"Hmm … I was careless …" Uncle Worthless glanced at the wound on his knee and muttered, "It seems that you are not the kind of opponent who can be killed easily …"
As he said this, Sasaki Akira raised his left hand and moved it to the top of his head. Then, he grabbed his hair and "straightened" his head and "pressed" it back to its original position.
"Phew …" After his neck was fixed, Sasaki Akira let out a long sigh and replied, "Same here …"
The reason Sasaki Akira was still alive was that he had the Immortal Sick Deity Kung Fu. This was a passive defense skill, and its special effect was that he was immune to the effect of instant death caused by critical hits.
For example, when Uncle Worthless snapped his neck, according to normal judgment, it was an "instant death attack that was aimed at a critical part of the body." Normally, such an attack could ignore the damage and directly kill the target. However, under the influence of the Immortal Sick Deity Kung Fu, this action only caused "the damage of Life Points that was equal to the damage inflicted by the enemy's grip." The "instant death" effect was not triggered.
To put it bluntly, for someone who had this skill, there was no difference between snapping his neck and pinching his thigh. Crushing his heart was the same as crushing his shoulder. Anyway, no matter where you hit, only the base damage of the attack would be counted.
"I'm curious … What if I didn't snap your neck but twisted your head off? What would happen?" Two seconds later, Uncle Worthless asked tentatively.
"Of course, you would die." Sasaki Akira answered the first half of the sentence and sneered. "Ha … Unfortunately, you didn't twist my head, did you?"
"Yeah …" Uncle Worthless shrugged. "What a pity …"
He chatted with his opponent intermittently. He pretended to be relaxed, but he was actually a little scared. He couldn't help but think, "Fortunately, Hong Hu predicted my opponent's move and put me in the first round … If it had been Seven Kills or Xiao Ma, they would have been at a great disadvantage when facing an enemy with this kind of Kung Fu …" Thinking of this, he changed his mind. "But then again, does it count as an advantage for me to fight him? Why do I feel that it would be more restrained if Tired Dream were to beat him up? "
He was right. The most effective way to restrain the [Immortal Sick Deity Kung Fu] was to send someone who wielded a weapon to fight him. As long as his head or limbs were cut off, the kung fu would be meaningless.
In that case, why didn't Hong Hu send out Tired Dream in the first round?
Of course, it was because he didn't know who the opponent would be in the first round, and he didn't know that Sasaki Akira had the [Immortal Sick Deity Kung Fu].
In fact, Hong Hu had only speculated that Sengoku was likely to think that Seven Kills or Xiao Ma would be in the first round. In order to avoid being targeted, he chose another solo player other than those two to fight in the first round. It was that simple.
As for who Sengoku would send out in the first round, Hong Hu wasn't sure. After all, the overall strength of Sengoku was very strong. Except for Team Two's Inagawa Masayoshi, who was unlikely to fight in the first round, all the other players were possible.
However, regardless of whether it was their opponents or their teammates, everyone thought that Ambitionist, the Wise General, was too amazing. He was just a player who was slightly better at strategizing, and he was not one of those military strategists who were like charlatans in those novels. How could he have guessed the lineup of the enemy?
"I'm also curious …" A few seconds later, Sasaki Akira also said, "You said that 'killing you once' won't kill you, then I want to ask … How many times do I have to kill you before you die?"
"You don't need to know the answer to that." Uncle Worthless didn't want to answer that question. "I won't give you a second chance to kill me."
"Oh?" Sasaki Akira's gloomy face became even gloomier. "So … Are you going to use the other half of your strength this time?"
His words were obviously sarcastic and provocative.
However, Uncle Worthless didn't say anything. Instead of talking back, he preferred to respond to his opponent with actions.
In the next second, Uncle Worthless's figure flashed, and he instantly rushed in front of Sasaki Akira. Without saying anything, he greeted Sasaki Akira with a [Loser Dog Kick].
Sasaki Akira didn't expect that a person with a broken left leg could still have the same speed as him. Moreover, Uncle Worthless used his right leg to move, and then used the same leg to attack. This kind of unusual attack was impossible to guard against.
"Damn it … I can't dodge it …" At that fleeting moment, Sasaki Akira cursed in his heart. Then he frowned slightly, turned his toes, and used his sword to block the attack.
To be honest, he didn't want to take any of his opponent's "skills" directly, but the gap between their strength forced him to face this situation.
Even if Uncle Worthless only used one leg to move and attack, and he rushed in a straight line from Sasaki Akira's front, he couldn't dodge it.
Buzz —
The shins wrapped in fighting power and the katana wrapped in sword energy collided with each other, and the sound of energy devouring each other was heard.
Immediately after, the stronger force destroyed the other side, and then continued to advance, bursting out.
In terms of moves, Uncle Worthless's karma skills were hard to beat, and this time was no exception. After the exchange of moves, the [Loser Dog Kick] suppressed Sasaki Akira's attack, and the katana was pushed back. The back of the katana broke Sasaki Akira's collarbone and embedded in his neck. His wrists were also twisted because he held the hilt so tightly.
It was not over yet. The [Loser of Life Kick] was not only destructive, but also endless. After the first strong pressure, there was immediately a "pushing" force coming out, and it went straight to Sasaki's chest like breaking through clouds and waves.
"Puff …" Sasaki Akira spat out a mouthful of blood, and was pushed back by the huge force.
Just when everyone thought he was going to lose …
Damn it! A purple light flashed, and something unexpected happened!
…
"This child was born weak and sickly. Thank you for your help."
"Really? Because he likes it, he has to do Kendo … There's one more idiot who said such a line … This club will be finished sooner or later."
"I know you're working hard, but unfortunately, this is a world of talent. Even if you practice a hundred or a thousand times more than others, you can't become a member."
"I didn't expect you to do this. Ha … You look sick all day long, but I didn't expect you to have a backbone."
"Ah, this is the reality. The seniors who are unreachable in your eyes are probably at this level on the national stage …"
"Cry. Cry it out. There's nothing to be ashamed of when you realize your powerlessness."
"Hey! Sasaki! Are you okay? Hey! "
"It's useless to say these words to me … No matter what reason you have, as a doctor, I can't allow you to engage in any intense sports."
"What's with your expression? The juniors are all watching. Even if you're retiring, you should show me the image of a member of the official team!"
"We all believe in you, Sasaki … You will definitely wield your sword in your own way on a broader stage in the future."
…
The scene of being suppressed by the strong awakened a long-forgotten memory.
Power, accompanied by all kinds of complicated emotions, gushed out from the bottom of his heart.
Sasaki Akira was seriously injured, lost all his strength, and flew back, but he still wielded his sword.
He waved his katana with his broken wrists. The katana that was embedded in his torso was pulled out by him. Along with the flying blood mist, he wielded the katana to wield the Jueyi Sword Style.
His target, which had originally exceeded his range of slashes and was getting further and further away, was now very close in his eyes, as if he could move his blade and reach it.
In an instant, the three swords, which were as fast as lightning, were all wielded in one breath.
Sickness Sword · Swallow Return — this style was not in Sasaki Akira's skill bar. It was a style he learned from the extreme experience when he was on the edge of life and death. It was also his last move in this battle.
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