The good-for-nothing uncle who was hit by a sword in his knee immediately jumped away with his other leg. When he stood still, Sasaki Ming had also returned to his standing state with that weird posture.
At this moment, of the two people on the battlefield, one was lame and the other had a broken neck; the former's posture was crooked, but his head was upright, while the latter's posture was upright, but his head was hanging diagonally on his shoulders.
Although everyone knows that these two are masters, this weird scene and weird confrontation really makes people laugh.
"Well...I was careless..." Uncle Good-for-nothing glanced at the injury on his knee and said in a deep voice, "It seems that you are not the kind of opponent who can be killed easily..."
While he was saying this, Sasaki Ming raised his left hand and moved it all the way to the top of his head. Then he grabbed his hair, "lifted" his head and "pressed" it back to its original position.
"Huh..." After connecting the neck, Sasaki Ming took a long breath and responded, "To each other..."
The reason why Sasaki Ming is immortal is because he possesses the [Sick Body Immortal Skill]; this is a passive defense skill, and its special effect is "immune to the instant death effect caused by vital strikes."
For example, Uncle Good-for-nothing's action of strangling his neck just now, according to normal judgment, is an "instant-death attack that acts on a fatal part." An attack like this can usually kill the target in seconds regardless of damage...
However, under the influence of [Sick Body Immortal Art], this behavior only caused "survival damage equal to the grip damage exerted by the enemy", and the "instant death" effect was not triggered.
To put it more bluntly, for a person with this kind of skill, if you pinch his neck, it is no different from pinching his thigh; if you crush his heart, it is the same as crushing his shoulder... No matter where you hit him
Only the basic damage caused by your attack is calculated.
"I'm very curious... What if I didn't break your neck just now, but twisted your head completely off?" Two seconds later, the good-for-nothing uncle asked tentatively.
"Of course he will die." Sasaki Ming replied with a sneer and said, "Ha... It's a pity that you didn't screw it, did you?"
"Yeah..." Uncle Good-for-nothing shrugged, "What a pity..."
He chatted with his opponent word by word, pretending to be relaxed on the surface, but he was already a little scared in his heart. He couldn't help but think: "Fortunately, Honghu took advantage of the enemy's opportunity and ranked me in the first game... If it were changed to seven
If I kill a pony to fight this, I'm afraid I'll suffer a big loss when facing an enemy with this kind of skill..." Thinking of this, his mind changed, "But then again, I'll beat him
Is that considered an advantage? Why do you think it’s more restrained to let Juanmeng still come to beat him?”
He was right. To restrain the [Sick Body Immortality Technique], the most effective way is to send a character who wields weapons to attack him. As long as he cuts off his head or limbs, the technique will be meaningless.
So, why didn’t Honghu send Juanmeng back in the first game?
Of course it's because he doesn't even know who the other party will meet in the first match, let alone what [Sick Body Immortal Skill] Sasaki Ming possesses...
In fact, Honghu only speculated before the game that "Sengoku is likely to decide that Qisha or Xiao Ma will play in the first team." In order to avoid being targeted, he chose another singles player other than those two.
Go fight the vanguard battle, it's that simple...
As for who will be sent to the first round of Sengoku, Honghu is not sure; after all, the overall strength of [Sengoku] is very strong. Except for the second team's [Yoshi Imagawa] who is unlikely to play singles, all other players are possible.
However, whether it is opponents or teammates... everyone thinks that Honghu, the "wisdom general", is too magical; he is obviously just a player with a relatively high level of strategy, not the kind of magic strategist in some Zhang Hui novels.
, how is it possible to guess the entire opponent’s lineup?
"I'm also very curious..." A few seconds later, Sasaki Ming also said, "You said that 'killing you once' will not lead to death, so I want to ask... how many times do you have to kill you before you die?"
"You don't need to know the answer." The good-for-nothing uncle didn't intend to answer this question, "I won't give you a second chance to kill me."
"Oh?" Sasaki Ming's already gloomy face became even gloomier at this time, "So...are you planning to use the other 50% of your power this time?"
His words were obviously sarcastic and provocative.
But the good-for-nothing uncle didn't say anything else... Rather than retort, he prefers to respond to his opponents with actions.
The next second, the good-for-nothing uncle's figure flashed and he rushed in front of Sasaki Ming. Without any explanation, he greeted him with a [Life-Destroying Dog Kick].
Sasaki Ming never expected that a person with a disabled left leg could still burst out with a speed comparable to his own; moreover, the good-for-nothing uncle used his right leg to move with one leg, and then used the same leg to move
The move... This kind of unconventional and strange attack movement is also hard to guard against.
"Damn... I can't dodge..." In that fleeting moment, Sasaki Ming secretly spat in his heart, and then he frowned slightly, turned sharply on his toes, and moved his sword to meet the attack.
To be honest, he didn't want to take over any of his opponent's "skills", but the gap in hard power forced him to face this situation.
Even if the good-for-nothing uncle only uses one leg to move and add moves, and rushes straight in front of Sasaki Ming... there is no way to avoid it, just can't avoid it.
Buzz
The tibia wrapped with fighting spirit collided with the samurai blade wrapped with sword spirit, making the sound of energy devouring each other.
Immediately afterwards, the stronger force destroyed the other party, and continued to advance, breaking out.
In terms of moves alone, the good-for-nothing uncle’s law of cause and effect skills are hard to match, and this time is no exception... After the duel, [Life-Destroying Dog Kick] overwhelmed the opponent’s slashes and knocked Sasaki Ming’s katana hard.
With the reverse pressure, the back of the samurai sword shattered Sasaki Ming's collarbone and embedded itself in his shoulder and neck. His wrists were also twisted and deformed because he held the handle tightly.
This is not over yet, [Life Defeat Dog Kick] not only has amazing destructive power, but also has endless stamina. After the first force of pressure, there is another "propulsive" force immediately coming out, directly hitting Sasaki Ming's chest like breaking through clouds and waves.
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"Pfft..." Sasaki Ming immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and was pushed backwards by the huge force.
Just when everyone thought he was about to lose...
Suddenly! A flash of purple light, a sudden change!
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"This child is born weak and sickly. Coach, please pay more attention to me."
"Really... Because I like it, I have to do kendo... There is another idiot who says such lines... This club will be over sooner or later."
"I know you work hard, but unfortunately, this is a world that values talent. Even if you perform a hundred or a thousand times more than others every day... you won't be able to become the main candidate."
"I really didn't expect you to be able to do this. Ha... Looking at you looking sick all day long, I didn't expect you to have quite a bit of backbone."
"Ah, this is the reality. The seniors who you think are out of reach, on the national stage, are probably at this level..."
"Cry, just cry. There is nothing shameful in realizing your own powerlessness."
"Hey! Sasaki! Are you okay? Hello!"
"It's useless for you to tell me these things... No matter what reasons you have, from a doctor's standpoint, it is impossible for me to agree to you engaging in any strenuous sports again."
"What's that expression on your face? The juniors are all watching. Even if you retire, you still look like a regular member!"
"We all believe in you, Sasaki... If you say it, we will definitely wield the sword in our own way on a broader stage in the future."
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The scene of being suppressed by a strong man evoked long-lost memories.
Power, along with all kinds of complex emotions, gushes out from the bottom of my heart.
When Ming Sasaki was severely injured, lost all his strength, and flew backwards, he actually drew his sword.
He used his broken wrists to swing the samurai sword; the blade that had been embedded in his torso was pulled out by him with a swing, carrying with it the flying blood mist, and slashed in the Jueyi sword style.
The target that was already beyond the range of his slashing attack and getting further and further away, was now so close in his eyes that he could reach it.
In an instant, the three swords, which were faster than lightning, had all been slashed out in one breath.
[Sick Sword·Yan Hui] This move is not in Sasaki Ming's skill list; it is a move he learned from the extreme experience when he was on the edge of life and death, and it was also the last move he used in this battle.
