After killing 40 assassins, Mo Qiong heaved a sigh of relief.
Mo Qiong held his dagger and faced the remaining two or three assassins.
He felt that something was wrong as soon as they started fighting.
Their attack power was much smaller than he expected, and their sharpness was not as good as the assassins he had met before.
Compared to the assassins he had met before, these assassins were not good at blocking their vision. Mo Qiong could see them with his Eagle Eye and did not need to turn around to block.
He blocked the hidden blade with his dagger, and with a swing, he stabbed the enemy and let the hidden blade stab into the enemy's neck.
Theoretically, as long as the enemy was focused, he could pull out the hidden blade the moment it was stabbed into the neck, and it would not be fatal.
However, the assassin in front of him did not manage to do that, and he killed himself.
Their strength and reflexes were not as good as Mo Qiong's.
After stabbing a few of them to death, Mo Qiong did not use his dagger and captured one with his bare hands.
He pressed the assassin's hands on the carpet and dislocated his joints. Then, Mo Qiong used one of his hands to feel him up and down.
Mo Qiong had only touched it twice when he suddenly felt something pricking his hand.
He realized that there were many thorns hidden on the surface of the assassin's robe. These thorns were as thin as a cow's hair. Luckily, he was protected by his armor.
Facing these thorns, Mo Qiong's first reaction was that they were poisonous.
It made sense. If these thorns were not poisoned, they would be meaningless and harmless.
"The assassins before did not have such tricks … Why is there such a big difference in strength between assassins in black?" Mo Qiong questioned.
"Anyone who dares to block the Assassin's Blade must die. I killed two of your Blue and White Club members and six of Harman's bodyguards. It is not a loss to die in your hands. Are you a member, Beta or Gamma? " The assassin was pressed to the ground by Mo Qiong, but he did not panic at all. He asked calmly.
Mo Qiong replied, "Alpha."
The assassin was stunned. Their mentor told them that most of the Alpha members could be killed by their mentors, and some of the Beta members could be killed by their mentors as well.
However, Mo Qiong had killed 40 assassins in one breath, and four of them were real mentors.
If Mo Qiong was not so young, the assassin would have thought that Mo Qiong was a Gamma member.
However, ranks did not necessarily correspond to strength. Although the mentors corresponded to the Beta level, there would still be a small group of particularly strong novice club members.
It seemed like Mo Qiong was that type of person who was especially valiant.
"No wonder you were able to kill the instructors. Lan Bai She has upgraded his equipment again. What is that wooden bird?" the assassin asked.
Mo Qiong rolled his eyes. He also knew that the assassin was not afraid of interrogation, so he just asked casually. He did not expect that not only did the assassin not say anything, he even tried to trick him.
He had to admit that Mo Qiong's spear arts were superb, but he was more concerned about the wooden bird. In the end, the wooden bird flew around wantonly in the air and killed the assassins like a whirlwind. It was too terrifying.
If every member of the club had this thing, the individual abilities of the club members would rise to another level.
Mo Qiong had also guessed what he was afraid of. He purposely said, "The society has already approved the use of armed wooden armored beasts. If that's all you have, any member of the Alpha society can take care of a large group of assassins."
Although ranks were not a title of strength, members with high ranks were often very powerful. Because of their outstanding contributions, they had more Containment Points to strengthen themselves.
Take Lord Gou for example. Although he did not have any special attributes, he had eaten countless Derivatives. Lord Gou had eaten Dan Wood for more than ten years. He would probably be fine even if he walked into an alchemy furnace.
After all, that guy was so rich that he had to use adaptive seeds to grow tobacco …
Hearing Mo Qiong's words, the assassin sneered and did not say anything.
Mo Qiong tilted his head and said, "Or are you just here to make up the numbers? The assassin from a few days ago was also dressed in black. He was more than twice as strong as you. Why? "
"Have you ever fished?" the assassin suddenly said.
Mo Qiong trembled and frowned. "What do you mean?"
"When you think about this question, you'll know why." The assassin smiled mysteriously.
Mo Qiong put the knife to his neck and said, "Tell me clearly. Do you know something?"
The assassin chuckled and suddenly pushed his neck against the knife with all his might. His artery burst and blood spurted out.
Mo Qiong sighed. He was not surprised by this result, but he was very concerned about the assassin's last words.
Fishing … Little brother was fishing? Was he fishing for the Blue and White Society?
Should he continue with today's plan? Was there a trap?
Mo Qiong escorted Harman to the horse farm with doubts.
He forced himself not to think about it anymore, but he had an ominous premonition, as if it was related to something very important.
Along the way, he was distracted and almost let an instructor assassin get close to him.
It was an assassin in white who suddenly jumped down from the sky. He landed silently. When Mo Qiong reacted, he was already within two meters of him.
When Mo Qiong noticed him, he only saw a flash of cold light and a fleeting white shadow. His vision was blocked perfectly.
"Ding!"
Mo Qiong tried his best to block, but he was knocked over by the huge force and staggered more than three meters away.
So strong. This was the first time he actually had a close combat with an assassin in white. Previously, he had killed them instantly with a lock on the head. These assassins who claimed to be able to kill a member of the Beta Club died without knowing why.
At this moment, he knew that this assassin was almost twice as strong as him. His strength was at least 1500 kg.
While being extremely agile, he was also as fierce as a bear!
If it was just strength, Mo Qiong would not be afraid. No matter how strong he was, could he be stronger than the Ghost of Mount Tai?
If it was just speed, Mo Qiong would not be afraid. No matter how fast he was, could he be faster than his thoughts?
But when the two were combined, it was a killing machine.
"Ding ding!" Mo Qiong blocked continuously and felt that his hand was about to break.
He used both his hands and was still suppressed.
Mo Qiong could not see his opponent, so he could only try his luck!
"Let's go all out …" Mo Qiong threw a knife behind him.
But this was obviously wishful thinking. Even if Mo Qiong could predict the position, his opponent could even dodge bullets. This kind of shooting without locking on to the target could also be dodged.
However, Mo Qiong threw the knife casually. He freed his hand and quickly took out two needles and pierced them into his ears.
Instantly, there was silence. He had sealed off his hearing.
Through the communication device, he chanted the password and played the Song of Reversal.
During the ten seconds of listening to the song, Mo Qiong's blocking hand was almost dislocated. Suddenly, the assassin in white hit him hard and Mo Qiong's knife flew out of his hand.
"Die!" The assassin in white snorted coldly.
However, the moment the knife left his hand, it flew horizontally and automatically hit the assassin's hidden blade!
This caused the hidden blade to deviate slightly. Normally, it could still pierce through the assassin's neck.
But when the hidden blade pierced through, the assassin in white realized that his neck had become thinner! His sure-kill attack missed and turned into a slap on the assassin's neck.
Even so, he still wanted to use his strength to break the neck.
But the assassin was too slippery. He suddenly pulled back his legs and hugged his head. His whole body curled into a ball and jumped out.
At the same time, Harman, who had been dragging him down, suddenly felt the thigh in his arms become thinner and smaller. It slipped away from his hands.
How could he let his thigh slip away? He quickly grabbed it but only managed to grab a boot and a pair of pants.
Mo Qiong had turned into a little girl. He had curled up into a ball and jumped a few meters in an instant. Then, he turned sharply in the air. There was a ripple in the air and he instantly turned back.
In this sudden turn, Mo Qiong was already facing the enemy. He took out a small short sword and his body and sword became a straight line. He went straight for the assassin.
Turning back in the air, he was as fast as lightning!
"Is this the berserk form of a club member?" The assassin in white felt that Mo Qiong's speed had surpassed his.
He quickly dodged and wanted to jump out of Mo Qiong's vision range again. However, Mo Qiong's body was light. With the same strength, he was much faster than when he turned in the air.
It was impossible to block his vision again.
Not only that, Mo Qiong had locked onto his target. It was useless even if the assassin in white ran to the ends of the earth.
"Eh?" The assassin in white was shocked. He had dodged six times in a row, but Mo Qiong had accurately predicted all six times.
The sword in his hand seemed to be swinging casually, but it chased after him. No matter how he dodged, it followed him like a shadow.
The assassin in white flipped back and forth on the ground and in the air, but he was still chased by Mo Qiong.
In the end, he decided to retreat backward. However, he saw Mo Qiong's little feet kicking the air crazily, increasing his speed. Then, he suddenly let go of the sword in midair and the sword flew out of his hand.
"Huh?"
"Ding!" The assassin in white suddenly took out a one-handed axe from behind him and blocked Mo Qiong's short sword.
The moment he blocked, the assassin in white smirked. What was the use of being fast? The difference in strength was too big.
The assassin in white used his strength to push the short sword back and counterattack.
However, when he used all his strength, he heard a cracking sound and the axe broke …
"What!"
The assassin in white looked in shock as Mo Qiong's flying sword pierced through the axe and pierced his heart without slowing down.
"How is this possible …"
The assassin in white could not understand how this sword could be so powerful. However, knowing that he was going to die, he threw the broken one-handed axe at Mo Qiong, wanting to replace him.
However, Mo Qiong had already taken out his gun and swung it like he was having a stroke!
With a bang, the bullet hit half of the one-handed axe in the air.
The assassin in white's pupils constricted. This gun technique …
"The forty brothers in the palace … were you the one who killed them?" The assassin in white had lost all his strength. He leaned against a tree behind him and slowly slid down.
"It was me." Mo Qiong admitted.
"Gamma? Forget it, it doesn't matter. " The assassin in white had seen the corpses in the palace. Among them, there were four assassins in white who were all killed by gunfire.
Although most of them were just there to make up the numbers, the assassin in white was a real expert. They were all killed by someone.
No wonder he could not take down Mo Qiong and was killed instead …
In his last moments, the assassin in white looked at the few black dots in the sky. Those were his beloved eagles.
He slowly closed his eyes. At this moment, Mo Qiong suddenly asked, "What is the meaning of fishing?"
The assassin who was about to die suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Mo Qiong. He suddenly revealed a mysterious smile. That smile was as strange as the assassin in black from before.
"When you think about this question, you will know."
"Eh?" Mo Qiong frowned. It was the same question again. The assassin from before had answered him in the same way.
There must be a secret behind this!
However, after the assassin in white said this, his last bit of strength left him and he died silently under the tree.
Seeing him die, Mo Qiong was confused.
"What is the meaning of fishing?"
He felt that there must be something fishy. There must be a huge conspiracy hidden here.
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