Wu Shi looked at Wen Jifei with blank eyes.
"Choose." Wen Jifei's eyes were firm.
This means that now we can only rely on luck. In this case, let a road fool who will get lost no matter where he goes, a person who has never been responsible for deciding the direction, make this choice.
"Okay." Wu Shi understood.
One in five chances, he knew what this choice might mean, but there was no refusal. No one in this team had ever refused to accept responsibility and consequences, or sin and pain...
Knowing that there was no time to hesitate and that research was useless, Wu Shi turned around and pointed directly, without even looking at it: "Go this way."
"That's the wall." Wen Jifei said fiercely.
"...take this way."
This is the first time in Wu Shi’s life that he has led the way.
After he made his selection, everyone was ready to leave.
But Wen Jifei didn't move.
"This one is not good. Choose again." He said suddenly.
The situation seemed to be a little different from what he imagined. He didn't know the reason or reason. Wu Shi turned to look at Wen Jifei. He was stunned for a second, then hesitantly pointed to: "That one."
"Choose again."
"This... article?"
"Choose again."
"this……"
"Okay, let's take the remaining one."
"..."
"From now on, regardless of the forks in the road, we will walk all the way to the dark side." Wen Jifei said and took the lead and ran forward.
The remaining people were stunned for about half a second, including Wu Shi, and they all caught up.
"I thought you were ready to believe Wu Shi." the young prince said.
"Originally, yes, but just a moment ago, I suddenly thought that he had been confessed by Cat Girl before, so I decided to do the opposite." Wen Jifei said.
This logic convinced everyone.
"Then what if Aoko gives up and stops pulling the pillar sword because there is no response after trying too many times?! He is fighting Alphonse..."
Yin Caixin spoke with a cry in her voice.
"No!" Wen Jifei said, "Han Qingyu never knows how to give up."
The seven people ran at full speed in the passage.
The source of rear transmission can fluctuate.
They don't stop and don't look back.
…………
"Snapped!"
The tip of the knight's sword was pierced into the shoulder socket, but the person in front of him suddenly disappeared.
There was the sound of skin and muscles being split open in the air, so it didn't really disappear out of thin air.
In the situation just now, he should have stepped back, but no, he turned around and asked for harm... Almost teleporting, Han Qingyu finally used the characteristics borrowed from Theodore, and suddenly appeared behind Alphonse, using his double swords. Split down.
"Tian!"
The stronger left-hand sword failed, and the right-hand sword slashed from the shoulder to the waist, and then... was also avoided.
This is a pity, but this is the battlefield limitation and strength gap. Han Qingyu has been disappointed many times in this battle, and he no longer feels disappointed.
In short, it is a knife that can cut one.
On the other side, Alfonse dodged to the corner, twisting his head and breaking out in a cold sweat. If his detail speed hadn't been fast enough, the knife might have killed him.
Also, now, the deathly energy that invaded from the wound was quickly rushing towards his heart.
"Multiple characteristics?!" Alphonse was confused. The rapid rotation of the life source could wrap the organs. The death energy in the body was not very strong, so it was not difficult to resolve...
But, "Ode!"
Han Qingyu came again, and he rushed towards me with his knife like crazy.
His left shoulder socket had just been stabbed, but he still held the knife in his left hand...
After two minutes of frenzied bombardment, they finally backed away because they were unable to continue. Han Qingyu fell heavily to the ground backwards and got up in embarrassment...
He staggered a few steps, leaned his back against the wall, and barely stood still.
Blood was dripping from his mouth, nose and body, and there were more than a dozen large and small wounds all over his body. He stood there, grinning and trying to breathe.
Finally able to pause from the chaos, Alphonse's left hand holding the dagger covered the wound on his abdomen, blood flowing out from between his fingers.
Counting the knife on the back, there were now a total of four wounds on Alphonse's body, which was a relatively good situation.
But emotions are not.
"You...!" Looking into Han Qingyu's eyes, Alphonse only said one word and then stopped. He quickly grabbed a handful of medicinal powder and applied it to his abdomen.
Although it was a futile effort based on the condition of the wound, he still did it.
At this point in the battle, Alphonse finally understood that the man opposite him had never wanted to win since just now, and he even did not consider living now...
"He wants to drag me to death with him." Alphonse thought, his eyes panicking.
Leaning against the wall for support, Han Qingyu stood, looking at him, grinning sadly, "I said, I will solve this matter."
Just as Alphonse had just thought, his solution was to fight with the determination to drag Alphonse to death with him. Even if he couldn't do it, he would at least seriously injure him so that he could no longer fight.
In this way, Wen Ji, Wu Shi, Xi Mei... they will be safe. Otherwise, facing Alphonse, who has intact combat power, and maybe another super combat power, they will all die.
"Very courageous...but is that all?" Alphonse overcame his psychological panic, sneered, motioned to Han Qingyu's wounds and said, "Do you really think you can do it?"
"Yes." Han Qingyu nodded seriously because the back of his head hit the wall and dirt fell on his shoulders.
Then he continued: "I wonder how many serious injuries the first generation Xingyao suffered in his nearly century-long career?"
The inexplicable question made Alphonse look confused.
If seriously injured? He is indeed very rare. After the first solo savior win against Starry Blue, he seemed to be gone.
In the following decades, he first stayed at the alliance headquarters to stay at home, and then came to the third fixed exploration site to "retire" and "live a secret life"... He almost never experienced too difficult a battle.
"In the past few years, I probably have more than you." Han Qingyu said slowly.
This is his only advantage now, or the only point where he has more experience than Alphonse - the experience of being seriously injured and dying, and continuing to fight when seriously injured and dying. He has much more experience than Alphonse.
Alphonse looked at him for a few seconds, avoiding his gaze.
"Are you afraid? The first generation Xingyao."
"hehe."
"Then let's die together."
In an instant, all the source energy surged, Han Qingyu stepped on the wall and jumped out again.
The two swords on the left and right were released, and they sliced Alphonse's ankles close to the ground. The moment he took the sword back, he bounced up and went straight... Holding the sword in front of his head with both hands, he turned forward and stabbed Alphonse.
In the air, blood beads one by one, string after string, swayed out from his rapidly spinning body.
Alphonse backed away.
Now that he knew that the other party no longer wanted to live and wanted to drag him to death, Alphonse became more and more cautious... Then let's delay it longer, he was not in a hurry.
but……
The first-generation Xingyao, who thought he had mastered all the intelligence information, actually didn’t know:
In front of him was Major The Qing, who was famous in the world of energy for fighting to the death. This guy was always regarded as a symbol of courage by young warriors. In fact, he had never been a person who really didn't want to live. He was roughly as afraid of death as he was.
Before coming this time, Han Qingyu had never returned home or seen his parents... He wanted to go back alive by himself.
Now, fighting to the death, he was ready to die while still seeking to live.
Even though he still had the strength to fight, he never gave up and kept trying to pull the pillar sword to find Xi Mei and the others.
Ask him to give up, unless his condition is so bad that even if Wu Shi and others arrive, it will be useless.
…………
"Stop!" While continuing to run fast, Xi Mei suddenly stopped and stood there steadily.
The next second everyone stood still, turned their heads, and stared at her with red eyes.
No one made a sound, as if they were afraid that speaking out would scare something away.
"Is it my imagination? Because I was so looking forward to it, I thought it moved?"
That move was too slight. Xi Mei lowered her head and looked at the pillar sword she was holding in her hand... gritted her teeth, raised her head, slowly turned to the right, and said:
"Blast it away."
The wall was very thick, with a layer of dead iron more than one meter thick in the middle. They pounced on it like an enemy.
Miaoshuwu
