Volume 7: Iron Horse Chapter 039: All we have to do is make a desperate move
Ling Jie has reached his limit. He has tried both the secrets and the blue eyes, but he doesn't have enough physical strength and concentration to use them. Ling Jie is indeed a little nervous. At this time, he will either die or die.
Ling Jie thought about it, and finally could only close his eyes, "It seems that we can only rely on these perceptions to make a fool of ourselves. We can only make a desperate move."
After Ling Jie closed his eyes, in his mind, the surroundings turned into a lake as calm as a mirror. Winter snow and spring breeze supported the butterfly and sat directly behind the lake, while Yu was on the left, and
Wan Hu, Xia Yu...all of them are clearly reflected on the lake.
On the lake, the person rushing toward Ling Jie directly in front of him was Wan Peng.
"Pa." Every time Wan Peng steps on the lake, countless waves will be stirred up. These waves will reach Ling Jie's feet. Ling Jie can clearly feel every movement of Wan Peng. Wan Peng originally
Those extremely fast movements were actually much slower on this lake. Ling Jie could almost see through his movements completely.
"Fifteen meters, thirteen meters, ten meters..." Ling Jie muttered silently, thinking that the distance between Wan Peng and himself was constantly shortening. His foot suddenly shook, and with a flying knife, Yu left it on the ground just now.
The flying knife was suddenly hooked up. Ling Jie's right hand opened slightly, and the flying knife was firmly held in his hand.
"Six meters..." Ling Jie held the flying knife in his hand tighter, but Wan Peng rushed over with a hurricane force. Before anyone arrived, the wind came first. The hurricane force almost blew Ling Jie away.
When he came out, he gritted his teeth, and blood was squeezed out from between his teeth. The blood on his lips continued to drip from the corners of his mouth.
"Tick tock, tick tock..." Perhaps it was because he insisted on resisting the hurricane brought by Wan Peng, or perhaps because using this kind of perception ability was too mentally draining.
In short, Yu felt that Ling Jie's body began to shake slightly, and the shaking became more and more severe. At that moment, she seemed to feel something. She gritted her teeth and took a few steps to stand behind Ling Jie, holding her hand against him.
Ling Jie's back, his body finally began to stabilize.
In this way, Yu indeed stabilized Ling Jie's body, but her own body was in turmoil, and she couldn't help but spurt out blood. This feeling was really not something she, a non-grandmaster, could bear.
She had no choice. Since she stood up, she had to endure this endless oppression and pain. Besides, the person in front of her was Brother Ninth, and she couldn't let anything happen to Brother Ninth. She gritted her teeth and gritted her teeth tighter and tighter. She was worried that if
If she didn't need the pain of biting her lip to stimulate herself, she would fall down immediately, and she had to hold on.
Ling Jie didn't look back. Of course he knew who was helping him behind him. He also knew how bad Yu's situation was now. It was very likely that she would die because of this. But he could no longer be distracted. Wan Peng
Six meters away, he would rush over within a second. If he was distracted at this time, he would definitely have no chance of winning. Therefore, Ling Jie simply did not think about Yu. His only choice now was to
Wanpeng is brought down first!
"Two meters, and he only needs to take one more step to hit me. One step..." Ling Jie's heart was as calm as water, and his consciousness was completely immersed in the lake in his mind, "He is landing on his left foot at the moment.
, the next one to step out must be the right foot. I must accurately judge the corner position of his last kick and strike from behind. This is my only chance of winning..."
"Go to hell... you bitch." Wan Peng stretched out his hands and rushed toward him crazily.
Yu, Wan Hu, Xia Yu, Chun Feng, Dong Xue... everyone was so frightened at this time that they cried out in surprise, "Is Ling Jie crazy? Is he going to die or something... It's all now, he
He is still standing still. If he doesn't move, he will die..."
"Ling Jie, what are you talking about? You don't have to be like this if you can't beat me..." Chunfeng was the first to curse. It seemed that she was not satisfied with the curse. Just as she was about to continue, Dongxue suddenly pulled her.
He said, "Stop scolding me. I feel like he has other plans. If he closed his eyes and prepared to die at the beginning, what would he do with the flying knives on the ground with his feet?"
"You are right. If he is ready to die, there is no need to pick up the flying knife... Then he is... He wants to die with Wan Peng..." The sharp-eyed Chunfeng suddenly turned pale with fear.
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Although Chunfeng is quick-tempered, the disciples chosen by Butterfly are all as smart as snow, and their ability to observe facial expressions is very outstanding.
Dong Xue also nodded secretly, "I think so. According to the palace master, it will take at least fifteen days for him to wake up. Who knows he woke up only three days later? The injuries on his body are still very serious. Although those tentacles are all
It's dead, but the blood has not melted. I really didn't expect that he could fight for so long with such a body... What kind of spirit is this..."
Chunfeng also sighed, "Yes, this person is actually not as annoying as he was at the beginning. He still has many advantages. At least he...he knew that the master of the palace was willing to sacrifice his life after he shed his tears for him.
Repay the favor."
Dong Xue said, "Wan Peng is a thirty-seventh level grandmaster, and Ling Jie... Judging from the current situation, although he is at a disadvantage, he still has the power to fight back. After Ling Jie wakes up, he only has 30 to 40% chance of fighting.
He can actually fight with a level 37 grandmaster for so long. If he waits for his body to fully recover, Wan Peng will definitely not be his opponent."
Chunfeng didn't speak, but he was thinking about Dongxue carefully. Dongxue said, "He is a young man who is only twenty-nine years old. He is not inferior to Wolong back then."
Of course, their emotions were not heard by the angry Wan Peng. He only had one thought now, which was to blow the head off the person in front of him - head first!
Ling Jie's eyes were still closed and his expression remained calm.
"Took a step... He finally took the last step, which was his right foot. The trajectory was straight forward... The place where he landed, judging from the current situation, should be in the middle of my legs... Yes, he
The next step with your right foot will land right there, it’s decided!”
"Go to hell." Wan Peng's claws were already clawing at him.
At this time, Ling Jie's body was seen squatting down at an extremely fast speed, and the flying knife in his hand stabbed...
"He's crazy, he actually stabbed the ground beneath him..." Dongxue shouted, and now even a person like her couldn't help but shout.
However, Wan Peng's foot also moved quickly. The flying knife seemed to be stabbing into the open space, but Wan Peng's foot stretched out at the last moment, as if his foot hit it on its own.
The edge of the knife goes up.
"Pfft." Before Wan Peng could react, he felt that the instep of his foot was pierced by something sharp, and then the sharp edge quickly extended along the instep, calf, thigh...
However, as soon as Ling Jie squatted down, Yu behind him was exposed to Wan Peng's grasp. With such a claw, Yu would definitely be finished.