I won't let the king succeed

Chapter 25 The Calm Under the Storm

In just a few days, the number of people decreased by more than half. Bai Yu knew that the first moment when boys and girls broke out, once it was bloody and brutal, it was the calm under the storm.

Unnecessary attacks and exhaustion of physical strength make people die quickly. The cold night, the momentary silence, the cold night sky, the deadly fright, Bai Yu looked at the bodies not far from the tree that had lost the signs of life, and calmed down. She took out the dry food and gnawed it leisurely. Years of devil training made her understand the importance of preserving her strength.

A figure slowly approached, a sneer appeared on Bai Yu's lips, he wiped his mouth, stretched out his hand to pack the dry food, and suddenly leaped to another tree, blending in with the surrounding scenery, no one could see Bai Yu clearly As expected, he had just left one second before, and on the tree where he stayed just a second later, there was a fluttering sound, and the leaves shook for a while, as if something had been hit by random arrows.

The expected screams did not come, and a leader appeared, made a gesture, and then several figures appeared below, with a light touch, someone jumped up, but the hidden weapon in his hand had not been thrown, and a wave The strength of the roundabout fell at hand, the movement was quick and fierce, and someone's throat felt hot and fell down.

He is so fast that he can't see clearly, and even his subordinates are restrained. In his [-] years of career, he has never seen such a handsome young man. Although he can't see his face, the demeanor and independent demeanor is impressive. Unforgettable at first glance, the leader was stunned for a moment, Bai Yu had already leaped to his front in an instant, raised his knife and dropped it.

The best killer, come without a trace, go without a trace, it seems that the higher up sent another person to join, Bai Yu quickly left.

After finally avoiding another fight, Wuming felt as if he was separated from another world. Although he was very tired, the heavy sleepiness made his eyelids droop. Bleeding, severe pain dispelled a little drowsiness, but four days without eyelashes, the nameless consciousness began to dissipate, and the reaction became much slower.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. Wuming held his sword up, without making a sound. The gesture made by the other party showed that there was no hostility. Bai Yu withdrew his sword and waited for the boy to open his mouth.

"You can't go on like this, you will die here." The young man said leisurely, his eyes under the mask were black and shining. "If you are willing to follow me, I can save your life."

With you, with you?Wuming looked at the other party coldly, "This is the extravagant blood camp, how can you protect me?"

"I have my own way to protect you, but you have to listen to me. If you look at your current physical strength, I guess you won't be able to last for two hours."

Surprised by the other party's confession, Wuming nodded silently. Judging from the skill just now, one cannot underestimate the other party's estimation. If one underestimates, he may really die.

"I'll protect you first so that you can rest, and it will be rotated after two days. If you don't have me, you won't be able to last for one day on your own. Besides, we still have 1 long days."

"Why should I believe you?"

"You have no choice."

Meeting Bai Yu's eyes, Wuming finally smiled wryly: "I don't understand why you chose me?"

"I have observed you for a long time. A real master will not choose a powerful killer, but will only choose an obedient partner. You have never taken the initiative to snipe, whether it is to save energy or something else." After staring for a while, the boy said.

"Because of this..."

"Correct!"

……

"Okay, everything that needs to be said has been said, what is your decision?"

"I am willing to follow."

Having no choice but to spit out a few words, Wuming lowered his eyelids and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Mutual solidarity, mutual trust, the foundation of the killer's actions, Bai Yu took out the sword, stretched out his hand to try it, but it was better than the flying knife, raised his eyes to look not far away, after two days of guarding, the boy really had a little improvement.

Although he was still injured in a very short time, but he had dealt with his opponent, Wuming's footsteps were only slightly vain, and he was about to tear his clothes to wrap up his wounds.

"Wait a minute," Bai Yu came to his side, touched him lightly with his hand, Wuming coughed lightly, and the place where he was stabbed felt much more comfortable.

"There is no strength that can't be broken, only speed can't be broken! Fight fast with slowness, and use softness to overcome rigidity." Fighting fast with slowness lies in anticipating the enemy's opportunity, and "Conquer rigidity with softness". The victor dies at the end of his strength.”

Wuming's face lit up...

Seeing the young man's ghostly skills, Wuming finally surrendered completely, and finally realized how ignorant he was in the past.The disparity in strength in front of him is no longer heaven and earth, so I can only follow closely.

After following Bai Yu, there were still sixteen days left before the end.

There were only forty people left in the field.

Many people chose to attack together, and they cooperated seamlessly during offense and defense, which was very different from the nameless fighting alone.

The setting sun is like blood.

The indifferent sky seemed to be lit by the setting sun, showing gorgeous colors.

"Zhuifeng, you stabbed that boy clearly, why did we run away instead of taking the opportunity to kill them?" One of the four boys who was with Zhuifeng asked cautiously.

"What do you know?" Chasing Wind said coldly.

He didn't believe that the sword really stabbed the boy, and that sword could be avoided.

A figure loomed behind Zhuifeng, like a shadow.

The boy who was with Zhuifeng thought that when he was still far away, he had actually come in front of several boys, and Wuming used a newly learned technique to stab the other boys with his sword.

Zhuifeng is a disciple of the lay school. He learned martial arts when he was young, and he started to use Shaolin boxing to fight back, and he also vaguely used flying claws.But the people present were not in the mood to know the difference between Flying Claw and Eagle Claw.

It's just that this chasing wind, relying on light kung fu is good, it seems that he hasn't practiced kung fu for a long time, and the gold medal class uses simple and practical killing techniques, I don't know how much worse it is.Wuming easily dodged his attack, and at the same time turned over and kicked the chasing wind in a row, and kicked the chasing wind away.

Immediately, he swooped and pressed him under his body, controlling his activities and strangling his neck at the same time.

"I lost... kill and cut whoever you want." Zhui Feng never thought that he would lose so thoroughly, especially when the other party didn't even use any tricks, and they didn't use any tricks, only using body skills and With light work, defeat him.

"Acceptance." Wuming got up and pulled Zhuifeng up by the way.

"You won't kill me?" Zhuifeng was startled, he couldn't believe it, the other teenagers in front of him died under his sword.

"From today onwards, you are welcome to join our team." A small frail figure next to her, with black hair hanging down her shoulders, starry eyes like water, soft cheeks that can be broken by blows, felt the sight, she raised her head, slightly smile.

Chasing the wind froze in shock.

I'm afraid he wouldn't be so surprised by the collapse of the sky.

The leader who just killed his companions, the newly promoted elite of the Extravagant Blood Cult.

It was...a little girl about how old she was.

(End of this chapter)