eighty two
No, less than eighty-two
Eighty-one point five?
…
After the first confrontation between the two, Han Dongwen had already put the tip of his gun at the bottom and moved back to close the distance again.
In Gu Ya's hand is a two-handed giant sword that is longer than herself. When swinging this kind of giant sword, hold the hilt with both hands, one hand as a fulcrum, and the other hand grasps the back of the hilt to swing it. The entire sword rotated around his body.
This kind of long sword is not a weapon from West Asia. It should be used by the White Eagle Troop, a small number of mercenaries.
"Come on! Brigadier!"
The non-human fleet NPCs began to shout and shouted excitedly.
Han Dongwen took a deep breath and focused on his health.
After eating Gu Ya's string of fire rain, his health bar dropped by almost 20%.
But that's not what worries him most right now.
My blood bar is still slowly decreasing!
eighty-one……
eighty!
Why is this happening? There were obviously no wounds on his body, nor any harm like poison.
"boom!"
There was a sound of an iron sword hitting the ground. Gu Ya had already taken a few steps forward and smashed the giant sword in his hand sideways.
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A sword of this size no longer relies on stabbing and cutting to hurt people.
Just relying on the huge strength and sharp blade is enough to be a deterrent.
Han Dongwen stepped on the ground with his back foot, and pale divine light runes rose from the ground. A cross light monument instantly condensed in front of him. The huge two-handed sword slashed at the light monument, as if it was chopping on flint. Dazzling sparks burst out.
At the same time, the Mingshui spear in Han Dongwen's hand struck twice again at a very fast speed. Gu Ya only escaped the first close thrust, and was stabbed firmly by another shot on her arm. Fortunately, she was able to hit Han Dongwen before he could. Before twisting the gun, he reached out to grab the head of the gun, forcing Han Dongwen to pull away again.
In the blink of an eye, the two teams had already fought.
Audu's Light Monument was Han Dongwen's damage reduction skill that he relied on so far, and its effect was indeed very overbearing. Gu Ya's horizontal slash that looked like she wanted to break Han Dongwen's ribs only cut off less than 5% of his health.
In other words, Han Dongwen, who was guarded by the light monument, could take twenty such injuries in a duel, and this was without any supplies.
However, apart from the blow just now, Han Dongwen's blood bar was still slowly but steadily declining!
"Hey, they're not going to fight until someone is killed, right?"
The strangers were already talking in surprise.
"I bet on the Brigadier!"
"I'll bet on the Brigadier too!"
During their discussion, Qian Xiaoqian watched Gu Ya and Han Dongwen's movements more seriously than anyone else.
No matter who of them wins here today, no matter whether Han Dongwen can join the Dead Fleet, Qian Xiaoqian has realized that one day she will definitely stand on the opposite side of one of them.
If Han Dongwen is unable to join the Dead Fleet, then he will face the decision of whether to rebel.
"Xiaoqian, what do you think?"
Someone came up to her in a good-natured way and asked Qian Xiaoqian as if making trouble.
"I can't say, Gu Ya's fleshiness is quite high, and..."
He glanced twice and asked Xu Garan beside him with some uncertainty: "Is Chi Hanyang's blood still falling?"
indeed so.
Han Dongwen himself was also struggling with this point. His health, which was declining for some reason, did not seem to be reduced by Audu's skills, but was still decreasing.
You have to find a breakthrough.
Han Dongwen gritted his teeth and suddenly found that the quaint state in front of him was also quite strange.
The first shot he shot hit her inner thigh, and the second shot hit her arm.
They were obviously bleeding wounds, and I saw blood marks when she was stabbed. Why did it seem like the bleeding had stopped in these two places now?
"You seem to have learned a lot of church spells, keep using them!"
Gu Ya didn't give Han Dongwen much chance to breathe. She rushed forward violently, her giant sword pursuing and slashing the ground in front of Han Dongwen again and again.
Her slashes brought a rain of fire wrapped around the sword, and every swing spattered sparks like bullets, almost forcing Han Dongwen to the wall.
"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey!"
A burst of golden light lit up in Han Dongwen's palm, and Jin Hui's knot was instantly caught in his hand, and he threw it forward violently, trying to tie Gu Ya's right leg.
"That's it!"
The giant sword continued to sweep forward with a violent wind. Gu Ya seemed to be confident that the golden rope could not trap him in a short time, but Han Dongwen had no way to retreat and there was no place to hide!
"Fuck!"
The strangers who were watching suddenly let out a cry of surprise.
A burst of white light suddenly erupted where Han Dongwen's figure was, and then his entire body appeared in the air behind Gu Ya as the prayer beacon moved.
The spear was held in his hand and had been violently thrown back, right behind Gu Ya.
She gritted her teeth and turned around with an expression of disbelief.
It's too late.
There was a muffled sound.
The gold-coated tail of the gun hit Gu Ya hard on the chin. Her body staggered for a moment, and her whole face was suddenly knocked back. Bloody foam and broken teeth spat out from her mouth.
She quickly stood up and looked back at Han Dongwen.
This is……
"It's not a skill."
Qian Xiaoqian touched her chin and said, "It's two!"
Jin Huijie, who had just been thrown by Han Dongwen, was still lying at Gu Ya's feet.
And the end of the golden knot that was originally used to bind the opponent was tied with a dagger, and the pale runes on the dagger had not yet been extinguished.
Han Dongwen actually tied the dagger with the prayer mark engraved on it with a gold knot, and made a temporary dagger with a rope like a fishhook!
This little trick succeeded in making Gu Ya only focus on rushing forward, without being alert to the end of the golden knot that had broken free. Only then could he successfully pull back the dagger and move behind Gu Ya at a close enough distance to launch an attack.
But when the prayer mark was transferred, the spear in Han Dongwen's hand didn't have time to switch from the forehand to the backhand, so he just hit Gu Ya's cheek with the gold-coated tip of the gun's tail.
If this blow was not the tail but the head of the gun, one can imagine its lethality.
"Prayer Beacon."
Gu Ya spat the bloody spit on the broken floor tiles beside her, and coldly said the contents of the runes on Han Dongwen's dagger.
"It seems that you are also familiar with the church's spells."
Han Dongwen stood up straight and looked at Gu Ya again, his eyes becoming much calmer.
The decline of his health bar stopped just after the blow.
Gu Ya lifted the giant sword and inserted it deeply into his feet. He raised his hand and touched the blood on his mouth, showing no intention of rushing forward again.
"How about it, Brigadier, am I qualified?"
Han Dongwen took out the other dagger from his waist and held it in his backhand.
Gu Ya looked at the blood on her fingertips, then at Han Dongwen, and after a while she said:
"Two questions have been answered. You are welcome in Dali City and Sad Prison."
