"Phew!"
Just as Anfeng was about to turn his gun and sweep fire at Luo Zhen again, Luo Zhen had already landed on a nearby wall. He stomped hard against it, transforming into a howling gale that shot toward Anfeng.
"Swish!"
The next second, an arc of light flashed past, slashing toward Anfeng's head.
Anfeng reacted immediately. He suddenly leaned back and retreated explosively.
When it came to speed, Anfeng had never lost to anyone. Besides, although Luo Zhen had excellent skills, he was a player with extremely high STR (Strength), so his speed was not astonishingly fast. Leaving the other players aside, Anfeng could deal with him quite easily.
Thus, Anfeng dodged the attack with ease.
However, before he did, the arc of light had sliced off a small lock of hair from Anfeng's forehead, sending it drifting down.
"How sharp...!"
Anfeng's expression changed slightly.
Only then did Anfeng realize that the military dagger in Luo Zhen's hand was no ordinary weapon either.
It had a very traditional and practical spear-shaped blade tip, while the design of the neck and guard possessed a distinct personal style. The entire blade had been lengthened and widened, the back edge flashing with an arc of light, while the blade itself was chillingly cold—a dagger that made one's skin tingle faintly.
Anfeng recognized the dagger at once.
"'STRIDER AJAX-MANTRACK 2'...!"
—"STRIDER AJAX-MANTRACK 2."
It was a dagger that had once been hailed as one of the ten greatest combat knives in the real world. It possessed remarkable chopping power, an exceptionally sharp back edge, terrifying piercing power, and even greater cutting ability. It was a top-tier combat weapon.
"Oh? You even know your daggers well?"
Luo Zhen was standing in front of Anfeng at some point. As he spun the dagger in his