This reaction from extreme movement to extreme silence suddenly seemed a bit abrupt, but in fact, from this man's point of view, it seemed harmonious because he had been mentally prepared for it.
However, because my move was definitely a bit sudden, he still vaguely felt that there seemed to be some danger.
"Whoosh!"
Before I could think too much, I took the initiative. After all, knowing that this person had been following me and attacking me made me feel dissatisfied, so after going back and forth several times, I decided to give him a good look.
Without any hesitation, the spike in his hand flashed out and stabbed directly at the man.
Although he had been mentally prepared for my sudden attack, he was still a little surprised when he saw my actual move. However, he reacted extremely quickly, so he dodged to one side.
Then, without any hesitation, the machete in his right hand went straight to my chest. Even if both people are prepared, the knife and stabbing are both fatal, and naturally they always hit the fatal spot.
As long as someone is negligent, the dispute between the two people may end abruptly. No one else showed up at this time, and the two of them started fighting by the river.
"Clang!"
The sound of knives and spikes hitting each other was constant, and even the collision of metal was harsh. In the drizzle, both of them felt powerful. However, it is obvious that the two people's playing styles are somewhat different at this time.
Naturally, I omitted those fancy moves. In his wide-open and wide-open attacks, there were almost no unnecessary movements. No matter how he attacked, I took preemptive measures after he started taking action.
Every time I looked at the direction of his attack and tried to hit the fatal parts of my body, I would either dodge or block with his spikes. What especially made him suffocate was that I would seize the opportunity to counterattack at this moment.
It seems that I have been fighting all the time, but in fact I only took the initiative to attack once in this battle. I also knew that this man was very strong, but I didn't fully understand his strength, so even though it was fatal twice, I didn't try my best.
As someone who fights in the wild, I understand that what I fear most is a trapped beast still fighting. If he understands that he can't defeat me, he will probably fight to the death. For me now, it's obviously not the best choice.
If someone helps him, or even affects him, I fully expect to kill him with a fatal blow. So at this time, I was still testing him, and it was obvious that his body was shaking, but I still had reservations.
He seemed to realize something, but he still persisted at first. But seeing my cold eyes, he finally understood the situation in front of him. So even though he was still silent, the machete in his hand suddenly flashed with cold light.
I saw him sticking very close to me and trotting towards me quickly. I knew he might want a quick victory, so I deliberately dodged toward the river in an attempt to distract him.
This man's reaction was very fast, and the speed with which he looked at me was scary. Just when he turned around, he may have seen me leaning towards the river, and he felt a little happy, so he ducked sideways to avoid my attack.
But at this moment, a hint of ferocity finally flashed in his eyes. At this time, without even the slightest hesitation, he raised the spike in his hand, and at the same time looked at me with the machete sideways, making me unable to retreat, trying to force me into the river.
This guy is really cunning and thinks he has succeeded. Who knew that even though I was next to the river, I still took a small step back, thus just avoiding the attack of the spikes.
At the same time, I made an astonishing move, that is, I raised my waist back instantly, and my body turned an astonishing 80 degrees, perfectly avoiding the machete in his hand. At the same time, I almost didn't pay attention, and the sharp spike in my hand pointed towards me. He thrust.
"ah!"
Sure enough, a scream came out, and I knew what was happening without even looking. Because although the spikes in his hands couldn't penetrate straight, they drew a perfect arc.
If I was not mistaken, the right side of this man's body was exhausted because he didn't hit me. So when the sharp thorn in my hand swiped through him, he could no longer avoid it, and a cut was made directly from the chest to the right rib on the right side.
Blood splatters!
Even though the sharp thorns touch the body, causing a numbing pain, the pain in the skin and flesh is actually far less than the feeling caused by the sharp thorns scratching the bones.
Human nerves are actually not very sensitive to the feeling of being injured at a high speed. Instead, it is the bones and muscles near the wound that truly feel the pain.
In fact, I don't want him to be fatal in one blow. After all, during the time I was in contact with him, I felt that there were many things in him that I needed to know. So even though I couldn't control the shot, I still kept the three points.
But the subtle feeling of touching the bones still made the hairs on my body stand up. Because the scream he made was definitely not because of injury, but because of the torture he felt.
When I think about it, with the skill of the Chinese and the decisiveness with which he struck, I absolutely believe that ordinary injuries and accidents will have no impact on him. But it happened that the sharp spikes scratched through the side, scratching almost all the ribs.
If he hadn't been wearing clothes, the gaping wound would have been terrifying. Of course, because of the severe pain under his ribs and the initial injury to the forearm bone in his right hand, he could no longer hold the machete in his right hand.
Although I don't boast that I would be super powerful in the outside world, when I faced this man, I never managed to defeat him. This made me lower my contempt and understand that this man is definitely not simple.
It may seem like a long time, but in fact it's just the blink of an eye. So no matter how injured this man is, I have to be on guard at the same time, because I am alone now.
No matter what happens, I can't die in vain. If I really die, I'm afraid the people in the stone cave won't be able to hold on for long. Although there is no danger there for the time being, it would be very easy for them to kill my companions.
So I paused with one leg by the river and stood up straight again. I saw the man staggering away, his body trembling slightly, and his clothes had been dyed red with blood. He looked at me with resentment, unable to cover the wound.
I noticed that for the first time, there was fear in his eyes. It was a thought that was originally disdainful but now I found it ridiculous. His resentment was mixed with helplessness, but he also felt a bit unwilling, so he held on to the ground and endured it.
