One Thousand One Hundred: Chasing
Half an hour later.
Zhu Lekai dropped the hammer and put the hammered iron into the furnace.
"Are you still busy?" Yan Wan walked over slowly.
Zhu Lekai washed his hands and glanced at him: "No need for now, you are the one who killed them, right?"
"Um."
"Are you coming to kill me?"
"Well, you can also kill me. If you can do it." Yan Wan said.
"The police are already here."
Yan smiled wildly, took a few steps back, took off the black cloth, and unsheathed his sword: "It's enough before they come."
Buzz…
Zhu Lekai kicked over the weapon rack next to him, pulled out a spear, and held the blade of Yan Wan's sword.
There is a difference between a gun and a spear, although the difference is not big.
The former mainly consists of circles, clouds, thorns, and points, and the gun shafts are mostly made of tough wood.
The latter was mostly used in warfare in ancient times, and the poles were mostly made of hard bronze, iron steel, etc.
Why is it said that the spear lasts a lifetime? It is because its barrel is elastic and tough, and as a long weapon, it is extremely difficult to use it freely.
The so-called Guns N' Roses are useless in actual combat, but they are fine for daily practice. The main focus of the gun is accuracy, stabbing, sweeping, etc. Once you can master it freely, you will definitely be called the king of weapons.
Compared with guns, spears are simpler, but simplicity is limited. After all, the weight is there. If you want to play with this thing, your innate physique has hard rules. Otherwise, everything is in vain.
As for Zhu Lekai, he is taller than Yan Wan. Just looking at his frame and the rock-like muscles on his body, he definitely weighs more than 200 kilograms.
The spear weighing just over 30 kilograms was like a silver python in his hand, turning and moving to outline a series of afterimages.
The shrill sound of breaking through the air filled the ears, like a magic sound, making people feel restless and uncomfortable.
Dang clang...
Yan Wan took three steps back, while Zhu Lekai only took half a step back. This was one of the few times where he did not have an advantage in a strength competition.
He lowered his head and glanced at the long sword in his hand. If he hadn't blocked it with the base of the sword, close to the sword grid, the sword would have been broken.
Even so, he could still see that the sword was slightly twisted.
"Among them, you are definitely the strongest."
Yan Wang stared at him seriously and commented: "Fan Xiuzhu is not good, she has a mental obstacle. Chen Zixin is not good either, one inch short and one inch dangerous, that's all it takes to practice short-hand combat to the extreme.
Che Hongyu is not bad, but unfortunately he is old and his energy and blood are exhausted, so he cannot fight for a long time.
As for Shen Yangcheng, he has sharp kicks and fierce boxing skills, but he has long been out of touch with the world, and his reputation far outweighs his strength. "
Zhu Lekai grinned, threw away the spear, picked up a spear from the ground, shook it and said: "In these years, you are the most outstanding person I have ever seen, bar none."
He also spoke highly of Yan Wan.
After the concise conversation ended, the two fought again.
The difference from before was that Yan Wan learned his lesson and tried his best not to confront him head-on.
After all, Zhao Xing's dabbler is far behind Zhu Lekai. The physical difference between the two and their grasp of the gun are completely different.
Just like when Yan Wan's sword suppressed Zhao Xing, he never failed, and even relied on his strength to forcefully suppress him.
But now when it comes to Zhu Lekai, the situation between them has reversed in an instant.
Yan Wang suffered a loss and tried his best to dodge and move away, leaving as soon as he touched the opponent without giving the opponent the slightest chance.
However, Zhu Lekai was more calm than he thought. After all, the police were coming soon, and it was Yan Wan who was most urgent. He only needed to hold Yan Wan back for ten minutes...
Cut the meat!
Swinging his long sword sideways, Yan Wan slid forward, the blade of the sword grazing the barrel of the gun, trying to force Zhu Lekai to expose his flaw so that he could get closer.
However, Zhu Lekai flicked the big gun, provoked and swung, and the attack was eliminated in a blink of an eye. He even used the flexibility of the gun barrel to throw out an arc and stabbed Yan Wan in the back of the neck fiercely.
Unfortunately, this time Yan Wan did not dodge and retreat as before. Instead, he lowered his shoulders decisively, lowered his head and hooked his feet. At the same time, he stabbed straight with his right hand and thrust out the sword.
Eviscerate!
The heel collided with the tip of the gun, causing it to fly away. Yan Wan's body seemed to be shaky and fell forward.
The buzzing sword tip quickly approached Zhu Lekai's gun-holding arms in just a moment, as he tried his best to stretch his body.
hide? Not hiding?
For the first time, Zhu Lekai was forced to sweat on his forehead by this dangerous sword strike.
He wanted to hide, but Yan Wang was on one leg and his balance was unstable. It was obviously a good opportunity.
But if he didn't hide, the opponent's long sword would pierce his chest and disembowel him in the next moment.
An inch long, an inch strong. Fight!
As a martial arts practitioner, Zhu Lekai naturally did not want to lose.
In just a moment, he made a decision.
I saw him retreating and sliding, leaning back slightly, as if he was avoiding.
But his left hand was wrapped around his back, and he suddenly slapped the tail of the gun. He held the big gun with his right hand, twisted his waist to use his strength, forcibly changed the direction of the long gun, and once again drew it towards Yan Wang's head.
The person who made the same move as him was also Yan Wan.
Yan Huan suddenly smiled slightly, and the leg supporting the ground suddenly curled up as if it had become weak. His body fell abruptly, and in a short period of time, he jumped forward again for more than ten centimeters.
However, just these ten centimeters not only allowed him to avoid the big gun, but also cost Zhu Lekai his life.
"Awesome." Zhu Lekai let go of his hand, looked down at the sword that pierced half a foot into his chest, twitched the corners of his mouth, and showed an ugly smile.
"each other."
That sword seemed simple. But it was Yan Wan's plan from the beginning. He was testing and even gambling.
Yan Wang wants to gamble... Zhu Lekai is a martial arts practitioner and has a hard temper. He will never be willing to just wait for the police to rescue him. If there is a chance, he will definitely take action.
hiss……
Yan Huan rubbed his sore and numb knee. The series of movements just now caused his left knee to bear too much force, causing him to suffer from unbearable and severe pain.
Knowing that the police were about to arrive, Yan Wan pursed his lips and ran away without saying a word.
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Only then did he have time to open the system. Looking at the remaining 15* skill points, he immediately put all of them into [Nine Styles of Slaughter]. Fifteen points were just enough to fill up.
"Fill up the [Nine Styles of Slaughter]."
Now there are only two left,
Although there were only two left, Yan Wan found that both of them were difficult to deal with. Especially the leading star alongside him - Qi Pojun.
In addition to being a trainer, this guy is also a cop.
"Have I been in conflict with the police all my life?"
Yan Wan looked serious and began to recall his memories from childhood to adulthood, trying to find out if he had offended some great god or something, and the other party specifically punished him.
Qi Pojun drove all the way here, with a heavy look of exhaustion on his face and a hoarse voice: "Search, according to the clues, that guy is hiding here."
ps: The protagonist Nie Yuanfang. ()