Planting Green Lotus in Troubled Waters, Burning Star Sea in a Fit of Rage (3)
"Arrogant... Drink!"
Upon hearing this, Startled Salamander sharpened beneath the Frost Blade!
With combined strength!
A low shout!
With a flick of his longsword, he moved like a giant fish darting through the waves, and began to tumble and roll!
After releasing the layers of pressure, the crimson Qi Aura also swirled upwards in a turbine shape from the Ye Qingcang Jing Ni Sword!
It's like the swirling blades of a high-speed blender!
He vowed to shred the hand that was pressed against him into a bloody pulp!
"A very good move."
"The timing was also spot-on!"
"One-handed versus one-handed".
"Sword against fist."
"You do have a significant advantage in terms of weaponry."
"But..."
Ye Qingcang smiled slightly, not withdrawing his hand, but instead clenching it tightly. A burst of sparks illuminated the rain, and in Startled Salamander's constricted pupils, and amidst the horrified expressions of the eight remaining Net assassins, he abruptly stopped the whirling Jing Ni Sword: "You forgot, there's a difference in strength between men and women... Not only that, you also forgot, there's a type of martial art in this world that can temper a person's body to the point of invulnerability... The advantage of weapons is often built on a foundation higher than the strength of the human body; once they lose this advantage, their wielders will inevitably pay the price for this carelessness!"
Startled Salamander did not hesitate for a moment and decisively let go.
When a sword cannot harm an enemy, or even if its blade cannot cut the enemy's skin and leave a wound, its usefulness is even less than that of a longer wooden stick.
Given the current distance between the two.
Given the current power disparity between the two.
If she dares not let go.
All the other party needs to do is pull her back, or rather, pull her into their arms, and then bend their knees and thrust forward, and they can shatter her dantian in an instant!
An inch longer, an inch stronger!
Every inch shorter, every inch more dangerous!
She wouldn't hesitate when faced with a life-or-death decision in the blink of an eye!
pity...
In the end, it was still too late!
Ye Qingcang drew his sword with his right hand and casually flicked it. The Jing Ni Sword, which had been abandoned by Startled Salamander, sliced through the sky, piercing the rain curtain and leaving a short but powerful trail of white waves. With lightning speed, it pierced through one of the eight Net Kill Grade Assassin, carrying the Kill Grade Assassin's body dozens of meters away and pinning his corpse to a nearby dead tree. The blade pierced the wood with a dull thud!
As Ye Qingcang threw his sword, he stepped forward and reached into her arms. His left hand, as vast as the sky and encompassing all things, reached out like a dragon's claw and grabbed Startled Salamander's wrists, which were crossed in a fork shape. His thumb cut into the bottom, his index and little fingers blocked the left and right sides, and his middle and Nameless pressed down on the top. He contracted and exerted force in all four directions at the same time. Even if it was only a momentary control, it was enough for Ye Qingcang up and break apart Startled Salamander's arm that she had hastily blocked in front of her!
Immediately, he touched the ground with his left foot!
The rain burst open!
The right arm, returning to its starting position, sinks down and bends at the elbow!
Lower your head, turn around, and use the momentum to lean against and bump into someone!
"Crack!!!"
The color drained from Startled Salamander's face!
Their figures were swept away by the autumn wind like fallen leaves!
They were even powerless to control their own bodies!
It drew a beautiful parabola in mid-air, then crashed solidly into the soft mud under the rain. Blood mist sprayed out the moment it hit the ground. Even the fine Fish Scale Armor was stripped of a layer of scales by this solid Iron Mountain Lean!
The clashes were too swift, happening in the blink of an eye.
So much so that the eight Kill Grade Assassin from the Net didn't even have time to coordinate or react before they discovered that they had already lost another colleague.
Moreover, they were colleagues whose abilities were no less than theirs.
Honestly, killing a dog isn't this easy.
The fate of a Innate Martial Artist.
It wasn't even enough to make the other person turn around and look at it.
A sword flew in.
It shattered the internal organs.
Then, carrying the corpse, it flew up and landed in the distance.
There were no tricks involved from beginning to end.
Pure, violent beauty!
Pure numerical beauty!
It's a breathtaking beauty!
What they didn't know was that in Ye Qingcang's Sea of Consciousness, someone was silently counting for him, their expression full of worry but not daring to speak.
"Hiss..."
But outside the home...
Ye Qingcang was slowly exhaling.
Sisi white steam flowed from between his teeth and were exhaled.
Like a mirage dragon spewing clouds and mist.
However, the difference is that the clouds spewed by the mirage dragon have a hallucinogenic effect, while the exhaust gas exhaled by Ye Qingcang is similar to the water vapor automatically emitted by a steam engine after burning to a certain point.
Under the cold, sudden rain.
Alternating between hot and cold.
The fog was further aroused.
That's why it looks so spectacular.
Otherwise, the actual effect will be reduced by at least half.
It's worth mentioning that the working principle of this mist is similar to that of a steam engine, so this kind of high-intensity fighting style is actually harmful to Ye Qingcang's body. He just shortened the time, and with his strong self-healing ability, if he continued fighting like this for a long time, if his opponent could withstand it, even if he suppressed them for a short time, he could seize the opportunity to counterattack when the steam engine was damaged or scrapped due to prolonged overheating. Even if Ye Qingcang's self-healing ability was strong, it would still be useless.
To put it simply, it's like a skill that drains health.
Ye Qingcang's self-healing ability can restore one percent of his health every second, but once this health-draining skill is activated, it will deduct two percent of his total health every second. This means that if Ye Qingcang cannot defeat his opponent within the time limit, he will have to face a difficult choice: whether to grit his teeth and continue draining health or to actively end the skill.
Judging from the current results...
The situation is developing in an unfavorable direction.
because...
"Cough cough cough..."
A weak cough, barely concealed, rang out.
Startled Salamander held the scabbard of the Jing Ni Sword in one hand and pressed the other hand against her chest.
It's true that he was injured.
But being injured does not mean losing the ability to fight!
Yes!
She can still fight!
She had only lost a sword, which prevented her from using some of her more lethal techniques, but with the scabbard in hand, Ye Qingcang could not possibly kill her instantly!
"It seems you're also good at attacking."
"But how long can such a fierce offensive from you last?"
"A quarter of an hour?"
"Just a cup of tea?"
"Or perhaps... a few breaths, a few snaps of the fingers?"
To be fair, Startled Salamander, one of the Heaven Ranked Assassin of the Net organization, is indeed quite skilled. Not only did she survive Ye Qingcang's burst of attacks despite not being good at defense, but she also judged that Ye Qingcang's current state could not last long.
Ye Qingcang had no intention of hiding it.
The Grandmaster has a very high health bar.
If you can't kill it instantly, you just can't kill it instantly.
Hiding it won't help.
It's almost impossible to seize another opportunity to repeat the same trick and deliver a ruthless blow to the other party, because few people will stumble on the same stone twice. At least, Startled Salamander is not that kind of person.
Moreover, facts are no different from anything else.
Being stubborn won't help.
As you fight, you'll be able to figure out their true intentions.
pity...
"I really can't hold on for much longer."
"And it's true that I can't resolve this within the timeframe I can hold out."
"But within the time I can hold out, and knowing for sure you can't stop me... killing them is more than enough!"
"Isn't that right?"
Ye Qingcang showed no signs of being a master.
He pointed to the seven lone assassins from the Net.
They're just picking the softest persimmons.
There's nothing shameful about it.
It's said that the "four-protect-one" strategy is almost invincible.
But what if I besiege the enemy's stronghold and attack their reinforcements?
First, kill that fourth one.
Then, let's go back and deal with this one.
What effective countermeasures can you come up with?