The strongest soldier

The cold moonlight fell quietly on the raft. The ninjas standing around were motionless, staring coldly at Luo Zheng without saying a word, with fierce eyes and a cold fighting spirit exuding from his body. In the middle of the raft, Luo Zheng was also motionless and cold. Leng stared at the target in front of him, snorted coldly, and said in a neither humble nor condescending manner: "Then you?"

"Are you sure?" The other party smiled angrily and said coldly.

"So much nonsense." Luo Zheng sneered disdainfully. Since a big battle is unavoidable, it would be better if he can defeat the opponent in one fell swoop while his physical strength is still there. If not, he can't blame anyone for being killed. He can only blame himself for not being good at learning. , his strength was no longer enough, so Luo Zheng risked his life in order for his brothers to survive.

"Kill -" the other party shouted in a deep voice, his voice was low, but it felt deafening.

Luo Zheng was shocked. Only those with strong inner strength can control the sound in a straight line or send it in one direction. This compressed sound wave is so aggressive that ordinary people will definitely faint on the spot, just like a tenor speaking to a full The water glass roared loudly, and the sound waves could shatter the water glass. Obviously, this person has better control over sound waves, and the energy in his body is much stronger than that of the tenor.

"Master." A thought flashed through Luo Zheng's mind, but he did not shrink back. Instead, he quickly adjusted his breathing using the breathing method passed down from his family. He clenched the Japanese sword in his hand with both hands and stared at the opponent with cold eyes without saying a word. , soon, Luo Zheng found that the deafening feeling disappeared, the surrounding became ethereal, and his brain became much clearer. He couldn't help but be overjoyed. The family's breathing method can neutralize the opponent's sound attack, which is a good thing.

"Wha—" A black bolt rushed towards him like lightning, and the opponent took action.

This knife was invisible to the naked eye of ordinary people. There was only an afterimage in the void. Luo Zheng recognized it very well. He instinctively took a step back and found that the opponent did not pursue him, but stood motionless. His eyes were cold and disdainful. Said: "You can dodge a random slash from me, and you have some instinct."

"A random slash?" Luo Zheng was startled. He raised the opponent's danger level to an unprecedented level and stared at the opponent's shoulder. No matter how powerful the master attacks, the first thing that moves is definitely not the weapon, but the shoulder. When the muscles are squeezed hard, the shoulders will shake slightly, and then the attack will come out. It is very hidden and requires careful attention.

"Come on!" the other party said coldly, as if he was unwilling to take the lead.

Naturally, Luo Zheng would not act impulsively at the critical moment of life and death. He kicked his feet hard and lunged forward. He made a hidden turn with the knife in his running hand. With the back of the knife facing forward, he slashed towards the opponent from small to top. He was as fast as a thunderbolt. A strange afterimage was also drawn in the void, with an unusually tricky angle.

This sword uses a life-for-life style of play, which requires bravery and willpower. The angle is too tricky. Unless the opponent retreats and dodges, they can only use the sword to harden the solution, or they can counterattack Luo Zheng, and both sides will be injured. There is no other choice. Luo Zheng is betting that he will cherish his opponent's life and will not fight with all his strength. There are only two choices left, no matter which one can give him the initiative.

Sure enough, when the opponent saw Luo Zheng's lightning-fast attack, his eyes froze. Although he did not retreat to dodge, he also blocked it with his knife, trying to suppress Luo Zheng's knife first and then counterattack. However, Luo Zheng Zheng used the back of the knife instead of the blade. The force of the back of the knife was much greater than the back of the knife. Luo Zheng slashed with all his strength. The power was so fierce. There was a loud bang and sparks flying everywhere.

"Cengcengceng——" The other party took three steps back before he could stabilize his figure.

Luo Zheng was also forced to take a step back by the huge counterattack force. He stabilized his body and his eyes were extremely solemn. You must know that the power exerted by the back of the blade is much greater than that of the blade. With a full blow, he only forced the opponent to take three steps back. , and he was forced to take a step back and missed the chance to hit the target, which shows how powerful the opponent is.

"You are very strong." Luo Zheng said sincerely. With the sword blow just now, Luo Zheng was confident that even Xu Gang might not be able to do it so well. Unexpectedly, the other party actually did it. This skill is indeed impressive. If it was before he lost his memory, Luo Zheng would have done it himself Although he believed that he was no match for the opponent, he had practiced hard for a period of time during the period of amnesia and his strength had greatly increased. Luo Zheng had the confidence to fight with the opponent for a while, but he was not sure about the outcome.

When things got pushed to this point, he had no way out and could only fight to the death. Luo Zheng stared at the opponent coldly without saying a word. He didn't know that the opponent's heart was not stirred up. The opponent had used all his strength with the knife just now, even though he used the blade. I suffered some losses when I touched the back of the knife, but the disparity in strength was still obvious.

"You are very strong." The other party looked at Luo Zheng coldly and said, not shying away from the question. His eyes narrowed into a slit, flashing a dangerous light and continued: "You are very good in terms of strength. Let's see next. Moves, the level of martial arts depends not only on the inner strength, but also on the moves, come on." He said and rushed forward.

This time, the other party is obviously not willing to wait passively anymore. Facing a person who is stronger than himself, he will be suppressed if he doesn't take action first. The other party is rich in experience, how can he be fooled? Luo Zheng also saw that the opponent was experienced, but he did not hesitate and slashed diagonally with his sword, which was a no-return sword technique.

There is no return sword technique, there is no return, it is mainly about killing and attacking. Luo Zheng has been practicing the non-returning sword technique for a long time. He has learned the true teachings of the founder of the non-returning sword technique, Tiger King. His swordsmanship is exquisite. This sword has an aura of giving up to others. He will fight with all his strength when he comes up, without caring about his exposure. body of.

When the two armies are fighting, you will die or I will die. Without this life-threatening spirit, you will be cannon fodder on the battlefield. Luo Zheng integrated the soldier's style into the non-returning sword technique, making the sword technique more threatening. The opponent didn't expect that Luo Zheng's moves were so exquisite, and they had a strong killing charm, as if the sword was born for killing.

"Drink-" the other party roared angrily, and waved his knife to block, not to be outdone. With a bang, the two knives slashed together fiercely, sparks flying. Almost at the same time, the two of them pulled in opposite directions, and the friction between the two knives At the same time, sparks kept bursting out, beating around, making a rustling sound, like the god of death grinding his teeth, which was extremely terrifying.

With this sword, Luo Zheng saw that the other party did not dare to risk his life, or was unwilling to risk his life. His eyes lit up, and he received it fiercely. He raised his foot and kicked the other party. When he saw that the other party was about to dodge sideways, a flash of light flashed out of the corner of his eye. With a cruel sneer, Luo Zheng estimated that after dodging sideways, there would be a fatal blow. Without any hesitation, this kick was just a test, and he did not use all his strength. He withdrew it like lightning, squatted down, and struck out with the Japanese knife. He slashed hard at the opponent's knee, all in one movement, as fast as lightning.

Many friends blame Lao Lang for too few updates. Lao Lang is very sorry for this. He is now a full-time nanny and is noisy by the cubs every day and has no time to type. Please bear with me. The book will end next month and it is difficult to write the ending. It also needs time to brew. I hope everyone will understand and continue to support Lao Lang.