If an ordinary stranger is faced with such a number of immortal-killing flying knives, they may have no other choice but to capture them. After all, without some special means, it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands, not to mention that these are eleven deadly weapons. Throwing knives.
The most important thing is to always maintain a relatively safe distance between the swordsman and the person being attacked. At this moment, Jia Zhengliang is like the legendary 'Sword Immortal'. Although he cannot kill the enemy thousands of miles away, he can still Quite difficult.
But it's a pity that he happened to meet the monster Sun Haoran.
Can't hide? Then don't hide.
Compared with other aliens who could only run away when faced with such flying knives, Sun Haoran only needed to avoid a head-on collision with these sharp blades, because he didn't quite know how strong the penetration power of Jia Zhengliang's flying knives was, so he still Be careful.
As long as he is not hit head-on by the tip of the knife, for him, these blade cuts on his body are just skin injuries at most, which will not affect his combat effectiveness at all.
Facing eleven flying knives coming from all directions, Sun Haoran did not retreat but advanced.
He locked the position of each knife through the sound of the wind to ensure that he could respond in time, but his whole body suddenly rushed in the direction of Jia Zhengliang.
Playing with knives is no fun, they can only be consumed infinitely. To defeat the Immortal Killing Flying Knife, it is better to directly defeat the person who wields it.
"gone."
After digging the hole, Feng Baobao felt that there was no need to continue watching when she saw the scene in front of her, so she picked up the shovel and reminded Zhang Chulan at the side, "Let's find the next target first."
"Ah? Don't worry about it here?" Zhang Chulan was stunned. Didn't these two people just start to get serious?
"Don't worry, that guy still has a few shovels with him."
Feng Baobao didn't seem to understand what Zhang Chulan meant, thinking that he was worried that Sun Haoran didn't have a shovel to bury someone.
"I mean...there won't be any surprises if we leave first, right?"
"What kind of surprise can there be? This Jia Zhengliang can't even break through Sun Haoran's defense."
Feng Baobao held the shovel in one hand and put it in his pocket with the other hand. He walked away without looking back, "If you want to watch, just keep watching. I'll go squat Wang Ye first."
"Uh...okay, okay."
Zhang Chulan felt a little embarrassed after hearing this.
Taoist Priest Wang Ye is a pretty good person, but...he can do nothing but silently mourn for Taoist Wang Ye in his heart.
"snort."
When Jia Zhengliang saw Sun Haoran coming straight towards him, he snorted lightly, "Fortunately, I was prepared."
He had long expected that this monster-like guy would probably choose to ignore his flying knife and rush directly to deal with him by exchanging injuries for injuries, so he deliberately kept a flying knife in front of him.
"Buzz——"
The wind howled, and in Sun Haoran's surprised eyes, the only flying knife left in front of Jia Zhengliang suddenly spun around and pointed directly at Jia Zhengliang himself.
I saw Jia Zhengliang leaping high into the air the moment the flying knife turned around, and stepped lightly on the knife.
"I wipe it?"
No wonder this guy wanted to keep a knife specially. Seeing this scene, Sun Haoran suddenly remembered that this guy seemed to be capable of 'flying with a sword'!
That's right, Jia Zhengliang never thought about confronting Sun Haoran from the beginning to the end.
Although he is an honest man, he is not a fool. When he sees this monster who can't even use a knife, he thinks about it head-on. He is simply looking for death.
Why should I play with you on the ground when I can fly? As long as he flies high, no matter how powerful you are, you can only watch!
"Stop it!"
Sun Haoran's feet suddenly accelerated, and the distance got closer in an instant.
After all, Jia Zhengliang is not a real 'Sword Immortal'. It is very rare for a military object to be able to hold up his body. How can it be so easy to fly at high speed? It is impossible to be faster than him, as long as he is out of reach of the opponent in the air. Get closer before the height, and the winner will be determined immediately.
"bass--"
Under relative acceleration, the flying knife quickly arrived in front of Sun Haoran. He suddenly dodged sideways the moment before the flying knife hit, and the blade actually ground sparks on his steel-like skin!
"Are you sure you want to jump up and stop me?"
However, just when Sun Haoran was so close that he only needed to jump up to intercept, Jia Zhengliang's words made him hesitate.
"Buzz——"
The flying knives were like a pack of wolves surrounding their prey. They had surrounded Sun Haoran at some point. They were wandering around, waiting for an opportunity to pounce on their prey.
This is a conspiracy.
If he wanted to stop Jia Zhengliang from taking off, he could only jump up, and then Sun Haoran's jumping body would become a target for slaughter.
"That's right."
Jia Zhengliang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the hesitant Sun Haoran, "I don't have time to waste time with you here."
As he spoke, his figure stepping on the flying knife became farther and farther away from the ground.
From the few fights he had just fought, he roughly knew that trying to decide the outcome with this monster was simply asking for trouble. He was laughing so hard, how could he fight if his defense couldn't be broken?
If you can't fight but don't run away, are you still here waiting to be buried?
Jia Zhengliang didn't waste any more nonsense. He stepped on the flying knife and was about to leave. Now if he rushes to the venue, he might be able to catch up with the competition.
"Brother, it wouldn't be very kind of you to go ahead like this..."
Sun Haoran stopped and looked around at the flying knives still flying around him, ready to attack at any time, and teased.
"It's even more unkind of you to squat here, right?"
Jia Zhengliang moved his fingers slightly, preparing to retract those flying knives before he left the effective control distance.
But the next moment his pupils shrank sharply.
boom--
There was a violent roar, the sound of the earth cracking.
Jia Zhengliang stared blankly at the cracked ground beneath Sun Haoran's feet. His whole body was in disarray, and even the hand controlling the knife trembled slightly.
"This guy is a human!?"
Partial changes: Armed legs.
Because of the angle, Jia Zhengliang, who was condescending, did not see the jet-black armor that suddenly covered Sun Haoran's calves. The armor and the burst of power almost disappeared in a flash, and then the entire ground cracked, gravel flew, and the flying knives surrounding Sun Haoran were thrown away. Shake them all open.
The next moment, Sun Haoran's figure disappeared from the ground, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Jia Zhengliang.
Bangdang...
The flying knives suddenly lost control and fell to the ground.
"Um...can you put your phone outside when you bury it later? I'll be worried if my mother can't contact me..."
Jia Zhengliang, whose body was being led by one hand and flying uncontrollably higher, weakly asked the man in front of him. He really wanted to escape but couldn't.
What kind of monster is this? Jia Zhengliang thought he had risen to a safe height, but he didn't expect it to be just an easy jump away! I can't fly as high as you! Why don't you take advantage of the wind and fly up to 90,000 miles! ?
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Da da da da da——
Some violent stomping sounds came from the arena at the venue.
Feng Shayan stood alone in the field with a displeased face.
She felt like a monkey being watched by a crowd of spectators.
The culprit behind all this is Jia Zhengliang, who has not arrived yet.
"Hey! Referee, how should we deal with this?"
Finally, Feng Shayan, who couldn't bear it any longer, raised her head and frowned at the referee and asked, "You can't possibly let me wait for him here until dark, right?"
"Is player Jia Zhengliang here?"
The referee frowned and shouted, "Ask me again! Is player Jia Zhengliang here? If you don't answer, you will have to give up!"
"..."
Still no one responded.
"Jia Zhengliang versus Feng Shayan, Feng Shayan wins!"
Finally, after the referee announced the winner, Feng Shayan turned around and left the venue a little irritably.
At this moment, she was extremely depressed. What was going on recently? Why is everything not going well? I originally wanted to find someone to vent my emotions in the ring, but it turned out that I couldn't even do this.
On the other side of the field, the referee was also urging.
"Has player Sun Haoran arrived?"
However, the mentality of the people waiting in the ring is completely opposite to Feng Shayan.
"Hahahaha, that kid must be scared! Don't worry, I have a lot of free time today, I'm just waiting for him to come."
###!
Seeing the arrogance of the king, the referee couldn't help but frowned.
I thought to myself, you are a guy who was eliminated. If the girl named Ling hadn't disappeared suddenly, what would have happened to you? He was so arrogant even though he was brought in as a substitute because of his connections. He was really no different from that old guy Wang Ai.
"I am a referee, I want to calm down..." The Taoist priest stopped urging Sun Haoran, "Come and carry this kid away quickly, he is an eyesore."
Soon, a dusty figure rushed from the door. It was Sun Haoran who had just finished burying someone.
Because of the battle just now, his clothes had many cuts, and coupled with the dust from the burial, the whole person looked a little embarrassed.
"Hahahaha - did this guy just come back from begging?" Wang Bing covered his stomach and taunted, "Are these the only people in the company? They won't be so poor that they don't even have money for food, right?"
"..."
The expression on Sun Haoran's face didn't seem to change much after hearing what the other party said, but no one could guess what was going on in his heart.
He just dusted himself off, then raised his head and smiled politely at the referee, "I'm sorry, I met some accidents on the way, I'm late."
"It's okay, it doesn't matter. Let's get started."
The referee waved his hand and urged, thinking that this boy was much more polite than the king.
"Come on, let's get started? I can't wait~" Wang Bing licked the corners of his mouth, looking excited.
The old man finally allowed him to use that! Shouldn't this be a good way to vent? Because he didn't get permission before, he actually lost to a weak-looking little girl. It was so frustrating! So in this competition, he had to wait for his opponent to come and then torture him.
"Hahahahaha——"
Wang Bin's laughter stopped abruptly.
Looking at the golden eyes that suddenly came to him and stared at him, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
So fast……
"Are you so anxious to reincarnate?"
Taking advantage of his height advantage, Sun Haoran looked down at the thin monkey-like Wang Bing in front of him, without any emotion in his eyes.
"But that's okay, I'm a little tired, so I'll finish it quickly and go back to rest."
"you……"
When Wang Bing heard this, veins popped up on his forehead, "Ju Ling——"
It’s over…
Before he could even use his trump card, Kingpin realized that he was doomed.
It felt like a typhoon was roaring in his ears, and a strong hand was pressing down on his head.
"Just to clarify, my salary is actually quite high."
These were probably the last words Wang Bing heard in his life.
boom--
The ground cracked because it could not withstand the powerful force.
The sudden roar made all the viewers tremble inwardly.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, can this king still stand up in the future?"
Looking at the scene in the venue, some people couldn't help but whisper.
The referee jumped off the ring with an expressionless face to check the condition of Wang Bing who fell on the ground, but he was scolding Sun Haoran in his heart. He was too harsh. If he killed this bastard, wouldn't he be eliminated? Because such people really don’t deserve to be eliminated.
"Oh, okay, I still have some energy."
Putting his hand in front of Wang Bing's nostril and probing it, the referee breathed a sigh of relief and took his hand back and stood up, "Medicine team member, lift him down quickly!"
He shouted at the fellow apprentices on the side, then raised a hand and announced, "The king faces Sun Haoran, Sun Haoran wins!"
As he spoke, he gave Sun Haoran a thumbs up with his other hand behind his back.
He has long been dissatisfied with this guy, and now he is really happy. As for whether this guy will become a vegetative state in the future or die after ineffective rescue? It has nothing to do with him! Anyway, if you don’t die in the ring, it’s not a foul!
Sun Haoran also silently gave a thumbs up to the referee. There are not many such fair referees in this world! In a relationship like this, if he cripples the other party, he shouldn't blow the whistle? The Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain are so capable and dare to judge!
He was indeed a little too excited just now, but when he reacted and wanted to stop, he had already pinned this foul-mouthed guy to the ground. Although he stopped some strength in the middle, if this guy can get off the bed in the future, he should Wrote the name upside down.
Originally, he planned to try this guy to see what kind of skill the so-called spirit-binding general was. After all, the soul-type attack method was still quite troublesome for him now, so he needed to understand it.
But this guy had such a bad mouth that he couldn't hold it back for a while.
"Forget it, anyway, Feng Xingtong won't be eliminated if he doesn't face this guy. There will be another chance in the future."
Shrugging slightly, Sun Haoran left the ring and returned in the direction he came from.
He handed Jia Zhengliang to Zhang Chulan and looked a little worried. What if he let this kid run away?
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"Hello... Mom? I was busy doing business just now. Mo Kong answered the phone... uh uh uh... oh oh oh... I understand. I'll be back when I'm done. Hang up first."
Jia Zhengliang hung up the call from his mother seriously. If he hadn't only had one head above the ground now, maybe someone would really believe what he said.
"Thank you, brother. Can you please let me out? The competition is over, right? It's too late for me to go over now..."
Jia Zhengliang looked at Zhang Chulan who was squatting in front of him to help hang up the phone, and tried to discuss with him.
