Tribute to the Demon King

Otherwise, how could a mere mortal fight against a god?

"This is……"

Moaning, St. George flicked off the tip of the gun approaching the center of his eyebrows, and then took another step back.

Although from the description, Zhou Yi's attack is mainly stabbing, but the long spear is meant to sweep across a wide range, and it is not easy to withdraw and dodge.

If you don't retreat fast enough, you won't be able to escape the attack range. If you try to fight back and give up dodging, you will be cut open in the abdomen.

As far as the observation just now is concerned, Zhou Yi's stabbing is as swift and powerful as a thunderbolt. If it really penetrates a vital point, it is indeed terrifying.

He was hit hard on the shoulder by Zhou Yi before. Although he didn't penetrate directly because of the strength of his body, St. George's muscles were separated by the spear point—until now, his right arm was sore and numb. force.

That seems to be the secret technique called "acupuncture" by the Orientals.

It is precisely because he is worried that the shoulder injuries will continue to accumulate and explode, the young man chooses to retreat temporarily.But after observing it now, it seems that it is just the numbness of the flesh.

Then, it is better to retreat than to advance——

With this thought in mind, St. George didn't hesitate anymore, and ignored the spear that hit his throat again, and deliberately greeted him with his injured right shoulder.

At the same time, the dagger in his left hand pierced Zhou Yi's right armpit from bottom to top silently.

"Well--"

St. George frowned and hummed, but showed a smug smile.

The same position and the same point on his right arm were hit hard again by Zhou Yi's spear.The soreness and numbness suddenly rose several levels, and he could hardly even hold the spear in his right hand.

But fortunately, his dagger did stab Zhou Yi's right armpit.Even though Zhou Yi tried his best to dodge, the blade still cut off the muscles and half of the bones of his right arm, almost cutting off his right arm directly.

If Zhou Yi hadn't retreated in time, his chopping chop would have been enough to cut off his head.

But even with such an advantage, facing a gun-wielding warrior with extremely strong martial arts skills, St. George still didn't want to put himself in danger, and took the initiative to rush into Zhou Yi's attack range.

After all, although Zhou Yi can't use his right arm now, his own right hand is actually similar.

Instead of rushing forward, it is better to wait for his right arm to recover.

"I admit that your martial arts are top-notch even in our time."

Cautiously putting away his stance, with the idea of ​​killing time, St. George praised loudly: "I want to praise your bravery, boy! Even if I win you, I will rely on my physical advantage. Brave warrior, in our battle Before the duel is over, I want to know your name..."

Before he could finish speaking, his voice suddenly stopped.

I saw Zhou Yi took a deep breath and resumed his posture. The wound on his right shoulder stopped bleeding and healed immediately.The almost twitching right arm muscles, which were exhausted from the almost crazy continuous attacks, calmed down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just an instant, Zhou Yi's state returned to the first round of the confrontation between the two sides.

"Next week Yi, please give me more advice."

The young man with the gun smiled heartily, and pointed the scarlet spear at St. George again, as if going back in time.

"It's just begun!" His eyes were burning with a frenzy that almost exploded, "Again—"

"—come again!"

Chapter 10 Double the killer gun

Shouting frantically, Zhou Yi, holding a scarlet magic gun, attacked again.

That awe-inspiring posture reminds St. George of a vulture pouncing on his prey, or a lion running towards its prey.

At the moment of hand-to-hand combat, St. George felt bad.

It was a quicker and deadlier thrust than any previous thrust.

It wasn't that Zhou Yi held back before, but that during the short battle, he had already understood St. George's habits and began to adapt to St. George's rhythm.

A wise beast, accustomed to the hunter's traps and poisonous meat.At this moment, Zhou Yi gave people such a feeling.

Every blow becomes more cautious, and the angle of each blow becomes more strange.Repeatedly pouncing and sweeping from both sides, and the sudden sudden thrust from the middle are as deadly as the claws and fangs of a wild beast.

Although there is only one spear, it can attack three places at the same time.This is how Zhou Yi feels to St. George.

The non-stop magic gun continued to pierce at a high speed at a speed that disappeared even afterimages, as if it hadn't returned at all.

If you are only facing ordinary non-breathing combos, as long as you keep defending, the opponent will always miss the catch in one breath, or you will make a huge mistake before that.

However, this possibility does not exist in Zhou Yi.

St. George bounced Zhou Yi's long spear away with his short sword, or retreated slightly while brushing the distance of the attack, and Zhou Yi took advantage of the small space separated to make another surprise attack.

Similar to the oriental "inch strike" technique, the young man in front of him skillfully applied it to spear skills.

As a result, his gun became more and more powerful, its strength never weakened, and its momentum——

It was the torrential rain of guns, whose afterimages were constantly being shattered.

Is it impossible to pass through a waterfall without getting wet?Zhou Yi's spear was swaying at such a dense level.

After all, there is no effective way to block a shot with a sword.

If you flick it away with force, you will be hit back sharper, but if you parry it with the lowest strength, the opponent will never have a gap.

Just like history repeating itself, St. George once again fell into the defensive.

"……is that a lie?"