Duan Qing climbed back to the entrance of the mountain road using the same method as before, and in order to avoid unnecessary variables, he chose the most suitable place to come 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, meeting 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 get back in time.
Go 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 best not for him to come over.
Although he did not see what happened before, through the conversation between the two people at 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.
Due to the current situation, he ignored the possibility of the other party discovering him in advance and climbed up from the cliff in advance. When he and Art appeared in this place for the first time, Duan Qing glanced at the other party before leaving.
If he remembered correctly, apart from the two guys in front of him, the opponent's captain had not yet appeared - that tall and 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. So although there are many other players present, they don't seem to have any.
Why did people stand up and say something about the battle that took place in just a short period of time? The few onlookers closest to the edge of the cliff where Duan Qing was were even retreated to a farther place early, leaving Duan Qing and
The two people on the opposite side gave up a spot on the slope. Some meddlers were already shouting and adding fuel to the fire. They were still thinking about what kind of title they should use to 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 that pair's victory. This is not only because of the two-on-one situation, but also because of the two-on-one situation.
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 nonchalantly: "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 there are no rewards for killing 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 used by Duan Qing to make fun of each other at this time, which indeed has some ironic meaning.
And this was even when the other party was clearly 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 well, as if he was getting ready: "You really want to piss me off...
....”
His companions behind him also silently took out their crossbows and stared at each other quietly.
"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 do people look like when they are angry?"
The cold arrow flew in front of him as he expected.
He turned his body slightly, then pulled forward to make 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 had a smile on his face. He held a sword in one hand and gestured towards the person who was about to reach out and take something out. Then he stabbed out with his 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 rapier shook the moment it was about to hit the dagger.
After a moment, the originally straight rapier suddenly curved, the tip of the sword bypassed Duan Qing's weapon, and shot out an arc towards the inside of Duan Qing's body.
The end of that arc was about to cross the side of Duan Qing's neck, but Duan Qing let it pass the moment before he was about to die, and then was 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, and then suddenly retreated, pulling 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.
He went out without hurting 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 gasped on the spot.
After a few breaths, he 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 emerged from 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, unwilling to be lonely,
Zi Zi fired a crossbow arrow again, trying to make a final sneak attack on Duan Qing on the opposite side, but what made him feel unacceptable was that the arrow was just like the first time, except that it made the opponent raise his hand slightly.
, it seems that it no longer plays any unnecessary role.
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 the explosion of some kind of power, the thin sword started flying in front of Duan Qing. The chaotic dance seemed to be without any rules, but it also contained some strange laws. The sword light flashed in the air like a net,
He waved the sword in front of Ye Lin in an airtight manner. 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
With retreating steps, he retreated slowly and steadily along the snow path of the hillside.
"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 time and time again. The anger in his heart
Even more vigorously, he put a little more force in his hand. The next moment, two consecutive sword lights drew straight lines in the air, but suddenly there were broken lines in the middle - they were caused by the shaking of his hands.
The effect caused by the bending of the sword.
A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, but Duan Qing's hands and steps remained steady. With the operation of his mind, his movements began to become more detailed. The original simple sword-handling movement seemed to become complicated, and the original casual retreat steps
It also gradually became a back and forth swing. One black and one white sword light gradually appeared in the middle of the two fold lines, representing the sword tip coming out again and again. While blocking the extension of those fold lines, it also separated the lines.
The composed picture was slowly destroyed. Finally, the route taken by the sword tip that was constantly shaking back and forth came to an abrupt end at a certain point in the flow of time, but the end it drew was still located at the end of a certain dagger.
The front of the sword.
From extreme movement to extreme silence, even the reaction of the crowd watching the battle seemed a little out of control. The panting Ye Lin looked at the calm face behind the two daggers and asked in disbelief.
: "You... actually broke my flurry, what skills did you use..."
"Nothing works."
The snow on the snow slope stopped sliding as the two of them paused. Maintaining the 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 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: "Revolving Slash!"
Unwilling to do so, Ye Lin used up his last strength and swept away the snow and the air around him. But this time the attack still seemed to have failed. Duan Qing, who was downwind of the slope, only retreated slightly.
One, this large-scale sweep was lost in the explosion of sword wind. The white dagger even got into the circular sword light, and the middle part of the sword's blade gently
Knocked a bit.
As a result, the man in black holding a rapier lost control due to the increased power 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 move with his body.
A counterattack.
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 him,
The red blood gradually spread on the white snow, and until the body above could no longer be covered, the few adventurers nearby 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.
It hit the only two players still fighting on the field.
This time, no one looked at the player holding two swords anymore, 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 face, 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 voice 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 a Chinese character took a long stride and walked in front of Duan Qing in a few steps. However, 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, on the road to the green mountains?"
"Yes, that's how it should be." Duan Qing also laughed.
"Hearts of Steel."
This chapter has been completed!