Duan Qing climbed back to the entrance of the mountain road using the same method as before. In order to avoid unnecessary variables, he chose the most suitable place to climb up, which was the edge of the clouds and mist. In his imagination, the possibility of the enemy team, including the two people from before, encountering him when he climbed up was not impossible, but it should be very low. If he seizes the time, he might still be able to make it in time. Rush back to the battlefield.
After all, we only have two people in terms of our own combat strength. That guy Yat is a complete drag, and Nan Tieshan... it's better for him not to come over.
Although he did not see what happened before, through the conversation between the two people on the edge of the clouds and the two obvious corpses in the snow not far away, Duan Qing was still able to guess what happened before and what happened. The current situation, so he climbed up from the cliff in advance regardless of the possibility of the other party discovering him in advance. The first time he and Art appeared in this place, Duan Qing glanced at the opponent's team before leaving. If he remembered correctly, except for the two guys in front of him, the other team's captain He hasn't appeared yet - that tall, strong man should be the last person in their team now.
Now is the perfect opportunity.
The people who can climb here are basically old players with rich gaming experience. They have also seen a lot of sudden fights due to some personal grudges. Therefore, although there were many other players present, no one seemed to have a reason to stand up and say something about the battle that had just occurred in that short period of time. The few onlookers who were closest to the edge of the cliff where Duan Qing was were even retreated farther away early, leaving a spot on the slope for Duan Qing and the two people opposite. There are good people who are already shouting on the sidelines to add fuel to the fire. They are still thinking about what kind of title they should use for a while and brag about it online. Some people have already begun to bet with each other, guessing the outcome of this upcoming battle. However, in the minds of most players, they are still optimistic about the odds of winning of that pair. This is not only because of the two-on-one situation, but also in the end The main reason is because of the weapons in the hands of the player who climbed up from the cliff.
After all, among the ten players who wield double swords in virtual games, only one is a master, and the remaining nine are rookies.
But all the above ideas are not what Ye Lin and Mi Zitou may have in mind.
"I didn't expect that your life is really tough." The man in black shook his rapier, with a hint of ferocity on his face: "Just right, keep it..."
"A blood sacrifice for my brothers."
"Do you need a blood sacrifice?" Duan Qing looked around indifferently: "Are you looking very dark recently? Do you need to sacrifice a few lives to change it?"
Rumor has it that if you have been unlucky recently and have never received any rewards whether you are fighting monsters or completing tasks, you can try to use some "evil ways" to change your luck. The so-called blood sacrifice is just one of them. And its authenticity is completely unreliable. However, those words that players usually joke about when lamenting their bad luck were actually used by Duan Qing to make fun of each other, which actually had some ironic meaning.
And this was even when the other person was obviously in a bad mood.
"It seems that you really don't want to live anymore." Ye Lin lowered his head, but his knees slowly bent up, as if he was ready to go: "You really want to anger me. .....”
His companion behind him also silently took out his crossbow and stared at the other party silently.
"Oh -" he deliberately dragged out a long sound, and Duan Qing slowly turned his two daggers with his hands, while his face still looked relaxed: "I would like to see a man who is good at calculations." What does a villain look like when he is angry?"
The cold arrow flew in front of him as he expected.
He tilted his body slightly, then pulled forward and made a horizontal slash. Duan Qingge took the opportunity to stab the thin sword away, then made a beautiful spin, passed through Ye Lin's side, and came to the person behind him. Next to the archery player. He put on a smile on his face, while holding the sword in one hand, he gestured to the person with the word "Mi" about to reach out and take out something, and then stabbed out the sword and took it straight to the opponent's chest.
Mi Zitou had no choice but to withdraw his attempt to take out the explosive bomb, and rolled back to hide on the spot.
The rapier struck from behind him again. Duan Qing turned around to pick up the sword and blocked himself in front of him with the white dagger in his left hand. But the thin sword shook for a moment when it was about to hit the dagger. The next moment, the originally straight thin sword suddenly bent, and the tip of the sword bypassed Duan Qing's weapon and headed towards Duan Qing's. An arc popped up on the inside of the body.
The end of that arc was about to cross the side of Duan Qing's neck, but Duan Qing let him pass the moment before he was about to die, and was then blocked by the black dagger in his right hand.
"Xilian style, I haven't seen you for a long time..."
Amidst the creaking and groaning sound of the weapon, the player in black suddenly jumped to the left, slightly changed the direction of the force on the curved rapier, then suddenly stepped back and pulled his rapier back.
"I'll cut it!"
The thin sword pulled out a large string of sparks between the two short swords, but it did not break away from the restraints they brought. When Ye Lin withdrew the weapon, he still struck a slash in the path under the opponent's control. Going out didn't hurt him at all.
Turning around, retreating, and opening a little distance, Duan Qing continued to move slowly along the snow slope at the edge of the clouds and mist while paying attention to the movements of the other person behind him. The man holding the rapier took a few breaths, then stared at Duan Qing's face with fierce eyes, as if he wanted to eat him alive: "You actually..."
"Trying to destroy my weapon!"
He held the hilt of the rapier with both hands, and the anger in his eyes became more intense: "You... a rookie who just came out of the novice village, an idiot with no skills, thinking that you can dual-wield weapons. Is it very strong? Today I will teach you what the power of moves is!"
He roared, and bursts of air gradually appeared on his body. The air flow blew away the clouds and mist around him a little, and then exploded forward with the sudden activation of Ye Lin. Behind him, Mi Zitou, unwilling to be lonely, shot a crossbow arrow again, trying to make a final sneak attack on Duan Qing on the opposite side. But what made him find it difficult to accept was that the arrow was just like the first time, except that it made Duan Qing Except for the other party raising his hand slightly, it didn't seem to have any unnecessary effect.
Could it be that this person... An ominous feeling emerged in his heart again. Mi Zitou took out his sword and quietly walked around to the side of the battlefield.
With an explosion of some kind of power, the rapier flew in front of Duan Qing. The chaotic dance seemed to have no structure, but it also contained some strange laws. The sword lights flashed in the air like nets, waving in front of Ye Lin like an airtight one. But the expression of the man holding the sword in both hands remained calm, and black and white flashed in front of him from time to time. He raised his dagger again and again, sometimes mixed with retreating steps, and walked along the snow on the hillside. The road retreated slowly and steadily.
"I chop, chop, chop..."
The sound of weapons colliding with each other was endless, mixed with several hoarse shouts from Ye Lin, but no matter how hard he tried, the rapier in his hand was still dismantled one by one by his opponent in a simple way. The anger in his heart became more intense, and he put a little more force in his hands. The next moment, two consecutive sword lights drew straight lines in the air, but suddenly there were broken lines in the middle - it was caused by the shaking of his hands. , the effect caused by the bending of the rapier.
A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, but Duan Qing's hands and steps remained steady. With the operation in his mind, his movements began to become more detailed. The originally simple action of passing the sword seemed to become complicated, and the original casual retreat gradually turned into a back and forth swing. The sword light, one black and one white, gradually appeared in the middle of the two fold lines, and the point representing the sword tip came out again and again. While blocking the extension of those fold lines, it also slowly changed the picture composed of the lines. Destroying. Finally, the route taken by the sword tip that was constantly shaking back and forth came to an abrupt end at a certain node in the flow of time, and the end point drawn by it was still in front of the blade of a certain dagger.
From extreme movement to extreme silence, even the reaction of the crowd watching seemed a little out of tune. The panting Ye Lin looked at the calm face behind the two daggers and asked with some disbelief: "You... actually broke my flurry, what skills did you use... ..."
"Nothing works."
The snow on the snow slope stopped sliding as the two paused. Maintaining his parrying posture, Duan Qing showed an inexplicable smile again: "It's just slashing and parrying."
"impossible!"
The sound of metal friction sounded again, and the man in black suddenly exerted force and pulled back his rapier again: "With this frequency, how can ordinary attacks be blocked..."
He suddenly bent down, and the sword light flashed across his body again: "Spinning Slash!"
Unwilling to do so, Ye Lin used up the last bit of his strength and swept away the snow and air around him. But this time the attack still seemed to have failed. Duan Qing, who was downwind of the slope, only stepped back slightly, and was able to escape the large-scale sweep caused by the explosion of the sword wind. The white dagger even entered the circular sword light and lightly knocked on the middle of the sword.
As a result, the man in black holding the rapier lost control due to this little increase in strength, and turned his head slightly.
"Brute force is not advisable, but in general..."
The vigilance in his heart rose sharply. Ye Lin knew that his flaw at this moment was the best moment for the opponent to counterattack, but his own body did not obey his will and rolled upstream along the mountain road - the previous series of The attack had exhausted all his physical strength. In desperation, he had no choice but to twist his body as much as possible, shrink his torso at the same time, and protect his head and face with his arms, hoping that he could block the opponent's next attack with his body. A counter attack.
One attack shouldn't kill you, but you need to change your tactics next...
A pain in his chest interrupted Ye Lin's next thoughts.
In the sight of the surrounding onlookers, the still crouched body of the man in black stopped moving under a flash of red light, and then slowly spread out on the snow slope. Under his body, the red blood gradually spread on the white snow. It was not until the body above could no longer be covered that the several adventurers next to him confirmed the true death of the black swordsman out of hesitation.
"Dead? Really dead?"
"You just played for a long time, and finally you were stabbed to death with a sword?"
"I thought the guy who played Dual Sword Style was just a showman, but I didn't expect him to be really strong..."
"That red light just now...should have been a fatal attack, but from such a distance, could he still hit the vital point?"
The sound of another sword strike was heard, interrupting the brief discussion among the bystanders. Some of them moved their eyes away from the fallen swordsman in black and followed the sound to the only two remaining players on the field who were still fighting.
This time, no one looked down upon the player holding two swords, including Mi Zitou, whose sneak attack was blocked again.
"I didn't expect..." He quickly moved away from his position and widened the distance between them: "You are really a master."
"I don't dare to be a master." Duan Qing grinned, but this time in the eyes of others, his smile naturally had a different meaning than before: "Just... remember to tell your companions when you go back."
"If you practice the basic moves well, you can still travel in the world."
"Hey..." Mi Zitou spat with a somewhat ugly expression, then raised his head and looked at the other party's ID: "Moshang Qingshan, right? I remember it, we will have... .Huh?"
His expression changed: "This name... I seem to have heard it somewhere..."
As he whispered, everyone else present began to lower their heads in deep thought, searching in their memories for the code name of a certain great god that this ID might represent. However, before any of them could come up with any clues, a man from Yunwu The sound coming from the phone interrupted everyone's thinking.
"Of course you have heard of this name." The former leader, the leader of the team with the word "mi", finally returned to this place from the foggy maze: "And you should have remembered this name."
"......Ah."
The player with the Chinese character's face strode into front of Duan Qing in a few steps, but another battle that the other players imagined did not break out - amidst everyone's shocked eyeballs, the burly man stood in front of Duan Qing. He stood still next to him, and then... reached out and patted his shoulder.
"As expected, you are hiding something deep." The smile on that Chinese-character face said: "I've seen it a long time ago."
"Are you sad?"
"No, I'm very happy." The big man said with a smile: "How can you not be happy to see an old friend, Mo Shang Qingshan?"
"Yes, that's how it should be." Duan Qing also laughed.
"Iron Ambition."
