I rely on you all to cultivate

Chapter 47
On the other side of the battlefield, Zhu Taran fought back and forth with his two opponents.

He impatiently pushed away a flying kick, the opponent only felt a strong shock in his leg, and then he fell to the side.

"It's annoying, don't get in the way."

Although Zhu Taran was fighting with the two of them, his eyes were fixed on Xu Ling's side all the time, and he still had time to praise in a low voice: "What a keen fighting instinct, compared with those few latent shadow apes, this can be regarded as a real test."

Another punch hit him in the face, this time he was really upset, he stretched out his hand strangely as if he was completely unprepared, and grabbed the opponent's arm with a surprisingly fast speed.

Click.

"Ow!!!!"

The attacker's entire arm was instantly twisted into twists, and after being thrown out, he fell to the ground and cried out in pain.

"Well, let's take a closer look, this kid is not completely without chance, tsk, how old is he, how can he be so sharp, I have basically never seen anyone stronger than him at this age." Zhu Taran was completely indifferent. Putting the two of them to heart, he muttered to himself.

this time.

Xu Ling met the most powerful enemy since crossing. Not only did he have a force index as high as 2.88, but he also mastered an offensive technique. In this way, strength and mental strength are no longer useless indicators. It can significantly improve the speed, accuracy and durability of flying knives.

However, he didn't give up. Although the power index fell behind, it didn't mean he had to vote.

After all, this indicator only represents the comprehensive performance of various physical functions of the warrior, but the result of the battle is not determined by the strength on paper, otherwise there is no need to fight, and the number of face-to-face reports can be used to determine the superiority.

However, it was obvious that those with a low force index would definitely be at a disadvantage in battle. Xu Ling thought about it for a moment, and immediately gave up the idea of ​​being tough. If he wanted to defeat his opponent, he had to be outsmarted.

So he endured the pain in his hands and feet, and directly turned his head and burrowed into the piles of logs in the camp.

"cunning!"

Tongzi snorted and hurried to catch up.

Xu Ling ran all the way, and met several victims who were still in a daze. They looked at the running boy in amazement, their faces full of disbelief.

"Who is that? He seems to be around our age."

"I didn't see it clearly."

Before they could reach a conclusion in their discussion, they saw Tongzi chasing after them, and they were so frightened that they all kept silent.

Xu Ling ran ahead, and he already had a strategy, which was to take cover with the pile of logs, hide and look for a chance to attack. Once he succeeded, he would directly punch to the flesh, and use the airtight follow-up attack to directly determine the outcome.

He ran to an intersection, glanced left and right, and found that a pile of two or three-meter-high wood piles on the side was very suitable, so he plunged into it, and then looked at the way through the gaps in the wood, only waiting for the copper to come.

Soon, he saw the enemy moving forward cautiously with a flying knife in one hand and a dagger in the other.

"Go forward, yes, go forward."

Xu Ling thought in his heart, as long as he walked through this intersection, his back would be exposed, and then he would fly out, and justice would come from heaven.

But the plan could never keep up with the changes, and Tongzi seemed to have a premonition, and unexpectedly stopped at a position that was still a few steps away.

Xu Ling cursed secretly, so he could only stay still temporarily and wait for the opportunity.

But the worst happened. Not only did Tongzi not continue to step into the trap, but instead turned his eyes and stared at a certain corner next to him.

"You, do you see where that person went?"

It turned out that there was a frightened young man hiding in that position, and when Tongzi called his name, he stood up trembling like chaff.

"What about you, grass, and people?"

The young man was quite frightened, but Xu Ling could tell from the gap that the other party knew where he was, but he looked hesitant, obviously not wanting to tell the truth.

But Xu Ling could see it, so could Tongzi. He grinned grinningly and said, "You know that, don't tell me, do you want to die for him?"

The man was shaking like a sieve, and finally couldn't hold it anymore. He raised his hand tremblingly and pointed to the pile of wood opposite him.

Tongzi put his index finger by his mouth, signaling him to keep silent, while he slowed down and leaned over silently.

He held the dagger upside down, just waiting to end the bastard's life, thinking of the feeling of the sharp piercing into the flesh, he licked his lips excitedly, and when he was close to the back of the wood pile, he suddenly accelerated his steps and swung the dagger to plunge it in.

But in the next second, he realized that he had been cheated.

That corner was empty.

At the same moment, Xu Ling seized the opportunity. He was very grateful that the young man withstood the pressure at a critical moment and pointed to a wrong position, allowing Tongzi to completely expose his back.

"what!!"

The dagger stabbed sharply at the enemy's back.

As a martial artist with a power index of 2.88, Tongzi forcibly dodged at the last moment, causing the knife to miss the exact position of the heart, but missed a bit.

But that was enough, Xu Ling wouldn't give him more chances, and then it was a sticky note.

"puff!"

The powerful impact caused Tongzi to lie directly on the woodpile, and a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth.

Taking advantage of the situation, Xu Ling drew out his dagger and stabbed again.

Although Tongzi couldn't see behind him, he turned over with his fighting instinct and narrowly escaped the blow.

The attack failed, and sawdust flew, but Xu Ling didn't give the enemy a chance to breathe. His free left arm hit another elbow, hitting Tongzi's cheek, and a few teeth flew out of his mouth mixed with blood.

Seeing that he was about to be defeated, this 2.88 warrior exhausted all his energy and struggled towards the open space next to him, at the same time emitting a handful of silver light from his hand.

This time Xu Ling was well prepared, and instead of dodging, he used the dagger in his hand to block the three flying knives.

Wait, three handles?
Xu Ling secretly thought that something was wrong, and saw that the target of the remaining flying knife was not himself, but the young man who falsely informed him just now.

"Get out of the way!"

Although Xu Ling reminded them, those who were deceived had a low power index after all, so how could they avoid the flying knives that were approaching quickly.

Xu Ling had no choice but to abandon the insidious and cunning Tongzi, rush out, and fly to throw the stunned young man to the ground, which saved him from dying on the spot.

Before Xu Ling could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt a premonition that was more dangerous than the four flying knives just now hit his heart.

Looking sideways, he saw that Tongzi had exhausted his last strength and shot out a hidden flying knife. The most amazing thing was that as soon as the knife left his hand, his whole body was covered with a layer of fiery flames. The red flames were menacing, faster than the previous ones, pulling out a scorching line of fire in the dark night.

Seeing the fire getting closer and closer in the field of vision, and the heat waves hitting his face layer by layer, Xu Ling's heart beat wildly.

It's over, I can't hide.

Now that he was lying on the ground, there was no time to get up, and he was about to be hit by the fire knife, but his resolute character kept him from despair, and he threw the alloy dagger in his hand with all his strength.

But how can a short knife without the blessing of skills and energy be the opponent of the flame throwing knife? Even though it hasn't hit yet, he also knows that the thing should not even be able to offset the offensive by a few points.

Facing the strong threat of death, Xu Ling felt that time had been slowed down. He remembered the run under the sunset that day, which was his lost youth.

But all of a sudden, Xu Ling felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a person appeared out of thin air between himself and Huo Dao. It was Zhu Talan. Appeared, very inconsistent.

But no matter what, he just appeared so unreasonably.

"Brother, be careful..." Xu Ling said in shock.

"It's okay."

Zhu Taran's tone was calm, he stretched out his right hand casually, and with two fingers together, the flame on the flying knife suddenly went out, and it was firmly clamped, as easy as pinching a bug.

Seeing this scene, Xu Ling was not only not relieved, but his anxious expression became more intense. It was only then that he had time to say the second half of the sentence: "...be careful with my knife."

The thrown alloy dagger pierced Zhu Taran's elbow impartially.

"Ouch."

(End of this chapter)