Your type of online game is too fake, right?

These are all from a close fight with a contortionist just now. The contortionist's level is indeed high. In addition, Dubin usually doesn't use joint skills very much, so after being twisted into his arm, he can only Can try to hit the opponent's head with a fist.

It's just that the jujitsu master's head is too brittle, like a watermelon, when he punches it, it explodes with a bang, and the red and white ones are scattered all over him, so it is definitely impossible to continue hitting him.

At least wash your hands, which is also respect for your opponent.

"Okay, I'm back."

After washing his hands, Dupin smiled apologetically at the samurai in front of him.

"Then let's drive now..."

"I surrender!"

The samurai named Hanjiro Nakamura bowed on the spot and threw away the sword in his hand.

"My skills are nowhere near yours! It would be offensive to challenge you!"

"..."

Dubin was speechless for a long time.

Okay, what else can I say, the opponent even threw the knife, he can't force the opponent to do it--but this is not the most outrageous thing, the most outrageous thing is that the next dozen or so people chose to admit defeat on the spot, He didn't even pull out the knife, and there was no intention of hitting him at all.

Hitting too hard can scare away challengers behind, a new lesson Dupin learned.

In a sense, this task of collecting [-] challenge quotas is extremely difficult for Dubin—ordinary people only need to be able to beat it, and he also needs to ensure that he has completed two or three games. After that, the next opponent will not be scared away.

But here lies the problem, life and death are like life and death, how can life and death be called if you don't kill your opponent?No matter what he said, he had to kill his opponent once to be counted as the number on the task bar.

So after thinking about it, Dubin can only use some of the simplest and most simple methods.

"Let's draw lots."

This is Dupin's coping strategy today.

It's not good to beat him to death, and if you kill a few people in a row, no one will want to fight him—so after thinking about it, Du Bin finally chose to let go.Draw one out of ten or one out of fifteen, and it's fine to kill one every once in a while.In the past, the winner might have to be killed, but now, as long as the warriors who came to challenge fell to the ground, Dubin didn't bother to continue chasing them.

"On a crowded battlefield, once you fall, you may be trampled to death at any time, and you don't need your opponent to make up for you."

This is the reason given by Dupin.

Dubin himself naturally didn't believe this. This reason was essentially to cover up the law of drawing lots to kill people, and it was also a level filter--if he could stand firm in the face of his offensive, he was indeed a master, at least in these situations. Ordinary warriors are already considered masters, and it's interesting to fight against such masters.

"So you are here to challenge?"

Looking at Okada Izo who came up to him, Dubin couldn't help scratching his head.

Although in the past two days he has been using the method of smashing to collect his life and death figures, he still deliberately avoided some people in the process-such as some people from the Shinsengumi, such as Okada Izo.Everyone already knew each other anyway, and they all knew what level each other was. Since the outcome of the duel was known before the duel started, there was no need for a duel.

"Even if you definitely want to fight with me, the problem is that I know your level... Do you want to stop practicing?"

"It's not this, it's something else."

Okada Izo's expression was a little anxious.

"Miss Okita is sick!"

"Okita? Who is that?"

Dubin couldn't help being stunned, he really didn't remember it for a while.

But after seeing the handle of the knife on Okada Yizang's waist, Du Bin also recalled it - it's not that he forgot it on purpose, but that he is really not good at remembering people's names. If Okada Yizang said directly The female swordsman, he had already remembered.

What's more, he couldn't imagine why Okada Izo, who was a traitor, suddenly met Souji Okita and even spoke for her.

"She originally wanted to challenge you, but her body first... Hurry up and take a look."

"Call the imperial physician, and call those doctors to go together."

Although he still had some doubts in his heart, Du Bin still acted decisively - anyway, Director Okita was an acquaintance, and right now the acquaintance was seriously ill, so naturally he had to visit him.

It's just that there is one more person in the visiting team who shouldn't be here.

"What are you doing here?"

Looking at Arturia who followed, Dubin couldn't help frowning.

"You don't know her well, is it your business?"

"If I am alone, I may be assassinated. Now that we are allies, it is safer to be by your side."

Artoria snorted coldly.

"Furthermore, the legs are on my body, where do you care if I want to go?"

"……Fine."

It doesn't matter to Dubin, if Arturia is willing to follow, then follow her, visiting a sick person is nothing shameful.

However, when she went to the hospital, Artoria was still stopped outside the door. The reason was that she was wearing a black dress and a black dress like a crow, and she looked too unlucky—although this statement is a bit superstitious, but Artoria's black dress seemed a bit unsuitable for visiting patients. Considering that he was not going to bid farewell to the remains, Dubin still asked Artoria to wait at the door.

And after he opened the door and came in, he saw the girl lying on the sickbed.

The girl swordsman who used to be very skilled is now face like gold paper, even if she is covered with a thick quilt, her face can't be turned rosy - even if she heard the sound of the door, this girl swordsman who was once full of vitality didn't. Can get up.

For her at this moment, to be able to open her eyes, she has already used her maximum erection.

"do not move."

Seeing that the girl swordsman wanted to force herself to sit up, Du Bin hurriedly took a few steps and stepped forward to hold her down.

"It's good to lie down, it's good to lie down... What's going on with you? How did you get into this state?"

While saying this, Du Bin held down the girl swordsman's hand that was about to stick out from the quilt, and with a flip of the palm, the four fingers of his right hand rested on the weak and boneless wrist.

Directly touching the girl's body is not a good thing for Dubin who has ten times the power of perception. The big bag on his body can prove this, but for the current situation, ten times the perception is actually The most useful thing, otherwise, with his half bucket of medical skills, he might not be able to feel the weak pulse.

Weak, extremely weak, the girl swordsman's condition was far worse than what was shown on her face, and it could even be said that the lamp was exhausted.

Especially those eyes, they are so hollow and frighteningly empty.

"You used the third stab again?"

Almost in an instant, Dubin had already guessed the source of the problem.

Normally, even if a person becomes weak, there must be a process.Just as it takes time to improve one's physical fitness, it also takes some time for one's physical fitness to become extremely weak—but Dubin still remembered that Mr. Okita was still in good health not long ago, and normally it is impossible to suddenly collapse to this level. kind of situation.

Yes, normally it is impossible, but for warriors, it is possible.

Overloaded techniques and excessive use of the body will make the body extremely weak in a short period of time.If there is any disease at this time, these strong warriors will fall faster than ordinary people.

"Let the imperial physician come in first, and then prescribe some medicine to replenish qi and blood. Your body is so weak that you need to rest for a while."

Resisting the stimulation brought by the tenfold tactile sensation, Du Bin patted the girl swordsman's hand, signaling her to feel relieved.

Then he raised his hand and clamped it, and the blade that hit his neck was clamped between his neck, and he could no longer move half a step forward.

"I'll just say, why do you call me when she has something different when men and women have different circumstances? It turns out that it's because of this..."

Holding the blade between the fingers of his right hand, Dubin stood up and looked at Izo Okada who suddenly drew the sword behind him.

"After all, don't you still want to fight me?"

"If it's just on the level of friendship, I didn't want to take action against you."

Okada Izo's face was livid, and the hand holding the knife was also trembling.

"However, for the sake of righteousness..."

"Relax, don't be so nervous."

Dubin patted Okada Izo on the shoulder.

"Why are you nervous? I don't blame you. I should thank you for devising such a delicate calculation, and even know how to use friendship to win trust. Such a fresh assassination method... What's more, with this method, You have carried a lot too, right?"

Having said this, Dubin could not help but sigh.

"After all, you value giri more than I do. Letting you betray your friends is to you..."

"you……"

Hearing what Dubin said, Okada Izo couldn't help clenching his teeth, and tears even appeared faintly in his tiger eyes.

A few days ago, when He Shang Yan Zhai chose to give up fighting, he was confused by this for a while, and he still couldn't understand why He Shang Yan Zhai would choose such an extreme choice to give up martial arts completely.

But now, he also realized this.

It's too much pain and suffering to take action against someone who shouldn't be taken action...

"Hey, Mr. Du, why are you crying?"

Seeing Okada Izo's appearance like this, Du Bin couldn't help shaking his head.

"It's a big deal, isn't it just a failed assassination? You see, I, the one who was assassinated, didn't care, so what's wrong with you?"

"……no no."

Okada Izo's face became even more sad, and tears almost welled up in his eyes.

"I mean……"

Looking at the kendo friend in front of him, Okada Izo was already trembling all over!

"What are you talking about, speak slowly."

Seeing that Okada Izo was almost emotionally broken, Du Bin had no choice but to speak to appease this affectionate and righteous man first.

"Why are you trembling? Isn't it just an assassination? Am I okay? Look at me... eh?"

Just as Dubin was about to pat his chest to show how healthy he was, his fingers suddenly touched a hard object.

It was protruding from the chest, a sharp blade.

The sharp blade was drawn out, and a large amount of blood spurted out.

"Varied……"

Du Bin turned his head subconsciously, but saw Okita Souji, who was still weak just now, turned over and sat up at some point.

And the blood-stained long knife was being held firmly by the weak and boneless wrist.

"you……"

puff-

Before Dubin could say anything, another knife pierced his chest.

There were two cuts, front and back, each of which pierced his heart precisely.