Stealing My Technique? Take My Lineage-Ending Blade!
"You resort to violence when you can't win an argument? Have you no manners at all? You won't even give me a chance to test my microphone?"
Facing the oncoming beams of cold light, Old Zhou let out an exaggerated, strange cry, Pig Butchering Knife horizontally in front of him.
Clang! Clang!
He deflected the flying blades one by one, embedding them directly into the wall next to him.
"That's it? I thought you were something special."
He twirled the Pig Butchering Knife three times in his palm, then arrogantly tapped the back of the blade against his shoulder:
"I thought you were some kind of expert! You don't even use the most basic poisons like Crane-Crown Red or Blood-Sealing Throat concealed weapons. Do you think you deserve this high-risk profession?"
"Why don't you take my advice and set up a stall at the Seattle night market selling darts to pop balloons? Twenty darts for ten dollars, I guarantee you'll make over ten thousand a month!"
His red, Scatter eyes darted around, and he swung his bladed gun behind him, drawing two serrated short blades from his lower back.
With a strange roar, the Scatter pounced forward, its double blades twisting around Sing Sing's neck from both sides.
Drip, drip, drip~
"Good timing!"
"Behold my Shaolin style... Blind Ji Ba's rampage!"
Sing Sing went straight up to him.
In the cramped chopping board room, two figures were locked in a fierce battle.
After exchanging blows for seven or eight rounds, Old Zhou felt more and more uneasy.
He dodged the blade aimed at his throat with a swift, acrobatic maneuver, his eyes fixed on his opponent's footsteps.
"Wait a minute, hold on a second!"
Sing Sing jumped back, creating a safe distance, and pointed at the white-haired man opposite him, cursing loudly:
Damn! Your sliding step, with your left foot stepping on your right and your front heel on the back, is exactly the same as mine! Are you trying to steal my moves?
Scatter his curses, Scatter's smile grew even more ferocious.
Using the footwork he had just learned, his speed increased by three points, rapidly closing in on Sing Sing, his two serrated blades creating a series of intertwined afterimages in mid-air.
The opponent made two quick attacks by switching positions, and the angle and timing of their retreat even hinted at the Divine Movement, Hundred Transformations skill of a master!
"You dare to steal my exclusive techniques without paying an apprenticeship fee? Don't you have any basic copyright awareness?! Believe me, I'll gather evidence and send a lawyer's letter right now! I'll sue you until you're left with nothing!"
Lawyer's letter warning
Scatter didn't understand what intellectual property was, but he felt the benefits of this footwork technique.
His powerful genetically modified body granted him abnormal combat learning abilities, and in his triumph, his attacks became increasingly fierce.
"Okay, you like learning, right? You want to be a model student, right?"
Sing Sing sneered, "Then today, Principal Chow will let you learn to your heart's content!"
The blade slid downwards, the Pig Butchering Knife aimed Scatter the ankles, backs of the knees, and groins.
Cut off half a pound of fat from your left side! Take it home, render it into oil, and the whole house will smell amazing!
"I'll add another two ounces of pork tenderloin to the right! Stir-frying is perfect for it, and I guarantee it'll have a chewy texture!"
Swish!
The Pig Butchering Knife narrowly grazed the inside of his Scatter thigh.
Oh dear, so close!
Old Zhou sighed regretfully, "If you cut here, you'll really become a eunuch! This move is called the Blind Man’s Massage: Lineage-Ending Blade, and it's even more effective when used in conjunction with the Sunflower Manual!"
"Why don't you learn this trick too? I'll give you free cutting surgery!"
I've never seen Scatter work like this before.
His genetically modified ability to learn movement techniques is only good for regular combat; he's never seen such a shameless, low-level swordsmanship before.
In an instant, Scatter was thrown into disarray by this underhanded tactic, scrambling to protect his lower body.
They are afraid that they might lose their dignity as male creatures if they are not careful.
As a cosmic elite, its Scatter learning speed is quite impressive.
They managed to stabilize the situation and fought back and forth with strength and speed far exceeding that of ordinary people.
That's interesting.
Sing Sing's eyes darted around. It wasn't a wise move to fight these highly efficient alien creatures head-on; he had to rely on technology and ruthless tactics.
He stumbled, pretending to be exhausted, and slipped to the side, sliding into the back of a pile of iron frames.
Seeing its prey, about to be killed, about to Scatter, how could it possibly let such a good opportunity pass?
This was the highlight of the live stream!
He roared and, without thinking, grabbed his knife and gave chase.
As soon as he crawled into the metal frame, his right foot was firmly stuck to the ground.
Um?
Scatter down, he saw that the sole of his boot was stuck to the ground, and the strands of super glue were still reflecting light.
A whistle came from overhead.
Sing Sing had somehow squatted down on the beam and was flashing him a peace sign.
"Surprised? Unexpected? Can you learn this trick?"
After saying that, Old Zhou raised his hand and waved it, and a throwing knife sliced through a rope that Scatter above.
A rusty iron bucket fell directly from the sky, covering the person completely.
Fermented offal and entrails, which had been rotting for who knows how long, were all poured over Scatter's body in one go, with half a pig intestine stuck to his forehead and black broth dripping down his nose.
The Silver Fox, a dozen meters away, turned its face away and covered its nose with the back of its hand.
No wonder he went through all that trouble to carry that bucket upstairs; it turns out he used such a disgusting method.
Hey! This outfit really suits your style!
Sing Sing pinched his nose and fanned himself to the side. "A raw, unconventional post-apocalyptic style, it might even win first prize at the Milan Fashion Week!"
The Scatter gas trembled all over.
He!
When has Space Hunter ever suffered such a loss!
Just as he was about to unleash his fury, the floating sphere suddenly lit up, and a small screen of light was projected into the air.
The barrage of comments was incredibly dense, and even the donation numbers kept updating.
"Look! The Scatter has a whole bunch of intestines stuck to its head!"
"Give me a big reward! Give me a hefty one!"
"I'll give you 100,000 Moqiao Coins! Don't be a coward, get up and keep fighting!"
666
Viewers are tired of seeing easy kills and crushing victories.
The plot twist of the hunter being tricked by the prey hits their most sensitive spot perfectly.
Scatter at the string of numbers, the humiliation on his face vanished instantly.
This hunt must be staged to the very end...
He'll have enough to live comfortably for the rest of his life after he goes back!
With that in mind, Scatter decided to finish the job quickly and then dismember the guy in the most brutal way.
He reached into his waist pouch and pulled out a vial of medicine; the liquid inside had a faint greenish fluorescence.
Without any hesitation, the Scatter directly injected the medicine into his neck, and the lever was pressed all the way down in one go.
In less than two seconds, the blood vessels under the skin bulged up, creeping from the neck all the way to the forearm.
He ripped off the piece of pig intestine from his head, began to roar, and suddenly grew ten centimeters taller.
It forcibly broke free from the superglue under its feet, Scatter and rose into the air, bouncing towards the crossbeam.
"Taking drugs in public? Have you forgotten your professional ethics?"
Sing Sing Chow pushed off the crossbeam with his toes, did a somersault to avoid the opponent's two large cleavers, and landed lightly.
The speed of the Scatter was on a completely different level than before; the double blades danced in mid-air, leaving afterimages as they headed straight for Sing Sing.
After attaching a double-edged blade to the Pig Butchering Knife, Old Zhou discovered that the kid's strength had also increased significantly, in addition to his speed.
This medicine works way too fast!
But Old Zhou was equally unfazed. He stomped his heel, and his Inner Qi energy rose from his dantian, flowing into his right arm along the meridians.
In the blink of an eye, Sing Sing's right arm swelled up, making his sleeve bulge.
Clench your right fist and deliver a straight punch to meet the double blades slashing down from above.
At the same time, he roared, "Break! Give it to me!"
The Iron Fist slammed down with brute force onto the point where the double blades overlapped.
Both serrated blades shattered simultaneously, scattering fragments everywhere. At the same time, Sing Sing's punch, still carrying considerable force, struck the Scatter chest.
"Puff!"
A mouthful of foul blood mixed with bits of entrails spurted out.
Scatter and flew backward, crashing into two rows of iron frames before rolling seven or eight meters on the ground.