(The second update today)
But Jiang Minghao didn't answer him, he just stared at him fiercely, as if those eyes had killed the enemy in front of him thousands of times. Mike's left hand was holding the silver-white bladed dagger tightly, maybe Excessive force, perhaps fear, his left hand trembles unconsciously, maybe only by cutting off the opponent's head will the devil in front of him be completely killed, right
Mike comforted himself so that he couldn't help but clenched his left hand holding the dagger tightly again. He bowed his back slightly, trying to adjust the muscles of his body to a semi-relaxed state again, but he found that he did not know when he was on his body. 'S muscles are already a bit stiff, and even a soreness and swelling are heard, as if they have experienced a bitter battle.
He naturally knew that this was the mental pressure caused by the other party, which made him exhausted. Mike began to deliberately take a deep breath, slowly relax his spirit, raised the dagger in his left hand, horizontally in front of his chest, ready to meet Jiang Minghao. The slaughter of the demon god.
Finally, the early morning sun began to release his own hotness. The venom-like sunlight shone on Jiang Minghao and Mike, making them feel a burst of heat. At this time, Jiang Minghao had come to Mike's side with a saber in hand, but He didn't do anything. He just stopped about half a meter away from Mike, staring at the enemy in front of him, perhaps in fear or looking for opportunities.
But Jiang Minghao's consciousness is very clear. He naturally knows that under the enemy's left hand butcher knife, he has no certainty that he will kill with a single blow, and the energy in his dantian is already like a dry air bag at this time, unable to show a trace. Jiang Minghao had no other method besides using the assassination skills he learned from his grandfather!
The real saber stabbing technique is about surprise and kills with one blow, so Jiang Minghao must not shoot ahead of the opponent. It is like two masters attacking. The moment you shoot, it means that you are killing the enemy. At the same time, it also exposes your shortcomings. If the other party successfully dodges your fatal blow, then it will be you who will face death next.
Jiang Minghao holds a saber with the hilt facing his chest, and the tip of the knife points directly at Mike's head, bending his right arm slightly to make an attack, while Mike holds the dagger horizontally in front of his chest in a defensive state.
The two offensive and defensive, one is like a broken bamboo, the other is inexhaustible, and their eyes are facing each other, but the aura and coercion exuding from their bodies have already fought together, like two stalemate bullfighting, holding up their murderous horns, ready to go. A desperate battle, but each was cautious, flapping his heels, not daring to act rashly, for fear of losing his life because of a slight mistake.
The two are in a stalemate, but their foreheads are already sweating, because in this highly concentrated situation, the tension of the string and the body that is ready to explode, the load produced by it. It is much higher than the state in battle.
Finally, Mike couldn't help but speak. He said in the blunt Dragon Kingdom language: "Young Dragon Soldier, you really surprised me!"
Jiang Minghao listened to this European man, but his eyes were like a scanner, carefully paying attention to every movement and expression of Mike, trying to find a flaw in his face and body, but He discovered that the killer in front of him, apart from a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth, other details that even Jiang Minghao, a master who is well versed in human nature and human psychology, could not capture, this guy is definitely a top killer.
If there is a warrior in this world that can maximize the tolerance of the lone wolf, then only snipers can be worthy of this title, because they can lie motionless on the ground full of thorns, and can even use them for several days. A few nights to hide in any complicated environment waiting for the appearance of prey.
Of course, patience is only the most basic quality of a sniper, and they also have a skill that is difficult for ordinary people to complete, that is, relying only on the squirming of the muscles, and even spending days and nights, just to advance through the thorny bushes. To a distance of one hundred meters, but when you look at them carefully, you find that they seem to be in place all the time.
Imagine if a sniper lies in ambush on a vast lawn, and his whole body is camouflaged like a lawn and blends with the surrounding scenery. Even if you carefully observe every corner, you still can’t see a clue, but the next moment, a sharp hand But your saber cut your throat, maybe you don’t understand until you die, how this person came over, even touched behind yourself, because you didn’t see a figure at all, or even a trace of abnormality, and the person who killed you It's as if it appeared out of thin air.
And the one who has the same quality as the sniper is a killer who is well versed in assassination skills. Jiang Minghao is not an absolutely qualified sniper, but he has the unique talents of a sniper, and Mike is completely completely. An excellent killer, under the stalemate between the two of them, Mike can not only self-regulate and eliminate the shock and coercion that Jiang Minghao has on him, but he can also spare his energy to interfere with Jiang Minghao's language and psychology.
This made Jiang Minghao’s mind suddenly appear in the Altai Mountains, the scene of being completely abused by the monster that was beaten with only half of his face, the assassin in front of him may not have the monster’s killing skills, but in psychological and psychological In terms of will, he will never lose to that monster. This is the second time Jiang Minghao feels that he and the god of death are dancing together.
"Come on, let's have a good fight, and see if I, the gold medal killer, can break the myth of Dragon Kingdom soldiers today!"
Mike's voice suddenly became louder and louder, with arrogance and arrogance, perhaps because of his emotions, or perhaps because of the vibration of his vocal cords. Jiang Minghao's eyes clearly saw his left hand trembling with the dagger, as if he was holding it. The dagger's arms were numb and stiff from the long-term lifting, and Jiang Minghao's pupils shrank sharply, because this was an opportunity that must not be missed.
From observation to thinking, Jiang Minghao spent less than a second in this series, but the next moment, the Falcon Wing Saber in his right hand was already carrying a burst of murderous intent, breaking through the layers of air, with a violent wave. Slashed towards Mike's throat.
With this wave, the surrounding air grinned, as if to cut the entire space apart, especially the blood clot that was half-solidified on the blade, was forced by the broken air to be visible on the blade by the naked eye. The speed of the movement is slow.
"clang······"
A metal collision suddenly exploded. With a flash of sparks, the crisp sound was like a bomb exploding. Jiang Minghao's right arm was numb. He didn't expect the power of this guy's left hand to be so great, but he saw that There was a soybean-sized gap on the silver-white dagger's blade. Jiang Minghao's heart was overjoyed, with a smile on his face, because the sharpness and tenacity of the Falcon Wing Saber gave Jiang Minghao a certain advantage.
In fact, when Jiang Minghao suddenly swung his sword, Mike knew that this young soldier had been fooled. His slightly trembling left arm was just an illusion made by Mike to attract Jiang Minghao to take action, but what he didn't expect was, The young man swung a knife across his neck, so that he, an intact person, could not dodge, let alone after dodge, looking for an opportunity to counterattack, he could only hold the knife to resist Jiang Minghao’s. Must kill.
But when the two swords collided, Mike, who was originally confident and full of confidence, immediately noticed that something was wrong, because Jiang Minghao’s sweeping force seemed to have poured all the strength of his body, and that powerful explosive force matched him. The blood-stained saber in his hand directly knocked the dagger in his hand into a gap. Even the mouth of the tiger holding the dagger was shattered by this collision, and the trembling numbness seemed to pass through the dagger. To the arm, his entire left arm bone couldn't help but feel sore.
However, the two blades, one black and the other white, did not directly leave at the moment of collision. Both rely on the strength of their arms to firmly suppress the other's weapons, because the other is of European descent, and their height is the same. Both were taller than Jiang Minghao, so during the wrestling of the two competing blades, the Hayabusa was instantly suppressed and took over.
Jiang Minghao felt that this guy was exactly a violent bear. The explosive power of his left arm seemed to press up all the weight of his entire body. On Jiang Minghao’s red alder-fruit upper body, every muscle burst out Like a sudden swelling stone, about to move under the skin, the two of them opened their eyes wide and wrestled desperately.
Maybe it was overstrength, maybe it was suppressed by Mike's strength, Jiang Minghao's legs and shoulders had blood beads again, especially the injured thigh, which made Jiang Minghao feel that he was slowly losing control of him. Li, the injured right leg trembled unconsciously.
Suddenly, Jiang Minghao slowly moved all the center of gravity of his body to his left leg. He suddenly stretched out his left hand and grabbed it towards Mike in front of him.
"Goo..."
"what·······"
Hearing only a sound like a broken egg, Mike couldn't help but let out a heart-piercing scream from his throat. His legs were soft and slightly bent, even half a head than Jiang Minghao, maybe It was because of pain, perhaps because of the sudden drop in height. Jiang Minghao's Falcon Wing Saber turned, directly pressed down, and occupied the upper peak.
It turned out that just when Jiang Minghao felt that his right leg was about to be unable to hold it, he slammed a probing hand and performed the unique stunt of the Dragon Kingdom. The monkey stole the peach, grabbed and pinched it, and Mike instantly experienced a handful of eggs. The feeling of crushing, the kind of pain that is more than a thousand times more painful than having a child, made Mike's face flushed instantly, his veins burst, and his wide eyeballs were immediately covered with bloodshot eyes, as if they were two ping pong balls about to pop out of their eyes. .