Thriller Paradise Chapter 1349: Sick Swordsman (Part 2)

Uncle Fu Chai with the sword in his knee immediately jumped away with the other leg to the distance. When he stood still, Sasaki Mei had also returned to the standing state in that weird posture.

At this moment, two people on the battlefield, one has a lame leg and the other has a neck; the former is crooked and his head is upright, while the latter is upright with his head sloping on his shoulders.

Although everyone knows that these two are masters, the weird scenes and weird confrontation really make people laugh.

"Well...I was careless..." Uncle Fei Chai glanced at the wound on his knee and said in a deep voice, "It seems that you are not the kind of opponent that can be killed easily..."

While he said this, Sasaki Ming's left hand was raised and moved all the way to the top of his head, and then he grabbed his hair, "lifted" his head, and "pressed" it back to its original position.

"Huh..." After connecting his neck, Sasaki took a long sigh and responded, "To each other..."

The reason why Sasaki Ming is immortal is because he possesses the [Sickness Immortality Art]; this is a passive defensive skill, and its special effect is "Immune to the death effect caused by critical blows."

For example, the act of Uncle Waste Chai choking his neck just now, according to the normal judgment, is a "death attack acting on the deadly part". Such an attack can usually ignore the damage and directly drop the target. But, under the influence of [Sick Body Immortality Art], this behavior only creates "survival damage equal to the grip damage applied by the enemy", and the "immediate death" effect will not be triggered.

To put it more bluntly, for someone with this technique, pinching his neck is no different from pinching his thigh; you crush his heart, just like crushing his shoulder...Anyway Wherever you hit, only the basic damage incidental to your attack will be calculated.

"I'm very curious...what if I didn't break your neck, but screwed your head off, what would happen?" Two seconds later, Uncle Waste Chai asked tentatively.

"Of course it would be dead." Sasaki sneered after returning the first half of the sentence, and then said, "Heh...it's a pity that you didn't twist it, didn't you?"

"Yes..." Uncle Waste Chai shrugged, "It's a pity..."

He talked with his opponent without a word. On the surface, he was pretending to be relaxed, but he was already a little scared in his heart. He couldn't help but think: "Fortunately, Honghu took the enemy's first opportunity and ranked me in the first game... Switch to seven kills or a pony to fight this, facing the enemy with this kind of exercise, I am afraid that he will suffer a big loss..." Thinking of this, he changed his mind, "but the words are coming back. Do I count him as an advantage? How do I feel more restrained by letting Tiongmeng come to hit him?"

He was right. The most effective way to restrain the [Sick Body Immortality Art] is to send a warrior to attack him. As long as his head or limbs are cut off, the technique is meaningless. .

So, why didn't Honghu send the tired dream back in the first scene?

Of course it’s because he doesn’t even know who the other party will be in the first meeting, let alone what Sasaki Ming’s body is pregnant with [Sickness Immortality]...

Actually, Honghu only speculated before the game that "The Warring States Period is likely to determine that the Seven Kills or Brother Xiao Ma will play the first battle." In order to avoid being targeted, he chose another one other than those two. It’s as simple as that to play the vanguard with one roster...

As for who will be sent in the first round of the Warring States Period, Honghu is also uncertain; after all, the overall strength of [Warring States] is very strong. Except for the second team's [Imagawa Yoshitaka], it is unlikely to play singles, all other players are there. may.

However, whether it is opponents or teammates...Everyone thinks that Honghu, the "wise general", is too magical; they are obviously just a player with a relatively high level of strategy, not the kind of magic stick in some chapter stories. Like a military division, how could it be possible to guess all of the opposing lineup?

"I'm also very curious..." A few seconds later, Sasaki Ming also said, "You said'killing you once' is not deadly, then I have to ask...you will die if you kill you several times. ?"

"You don't need to know this answer." Uncle Feichai didn't intend to answer this matter, "I won't give you a second chance to kill me."

"Oh?" Sasaki Ming's already gloomy face became more gloomy at this time. "So...are you going to use the other 50% of your power this time?"

What he said was obviously sarcastic and provocative.

But Uncle Waste Chai didn't say anything... Rather than ridicule, Uncle prefers to respond to opponents with actions.

The next second, but seeing Uncle Waste Chai's figure flashed, he rushed to Sasaki Ming's body in an instant, and he couldn't help but greeted him with a [Life Lost Dog Kick].

Sasaki Ming never imagined that a person with a disabled left leg could still explode at a speed comparable to his own. Moreover, Uncle Waste Chai used his right leg to move with one leg, and then used the same The move with one leg... this kind of unconventional peculiar attack is also impossible to prevent.

"Damn...can't get away..." In that fleeting moment, Sasaki made a secret cry in his heart, then his eyebrows frowned slightly, his toes turned sharply, and the sword was slashed.

To be honest, he didn't want to hard-wire any of his opponent's "skills", but the gap in hard power made him have to face this situation.

Even if Uncle Waste Chai uses only one leg to move and make additional moves, and he rushes straight from the front of Sasaki Mei... What is unavoidable is unavoidable.

Om——

The shin bones entwined with fighting energy and the samurai blade entangled with sword energy struck each other, making the sound of energy mutual biting.

Immediately afterwards, the stronger force drove the other side down, and continued to advance, collapsed.

In terms of moves alone, Uncle Waste Chai’s skill of causality is a rare opponent, and this time is no exception... After the move, [Life Lost Dog Kick] overwhelmed the opponent’s slash and defeated Sasaki Ming The samurai sword was forced to reverse pressure, and the back of the samurai sword shattered Sasaki Mei's collarbone and embedded it in his shoulder and neck. His wrists were twisted and deformed because he held the handle firmly.

It’s not over yet. [Life Lost Dog Kick] is not only amazing in destructive power, but also endless in stamina. After the first strong pressure, there is immediately another "propulsion" force that penetrates the clouds and waves directly to Sasaki. Ming's chest.

"Puff..." Sasaki spit out a mouthful of blood immediately, and was pushed upside down by the huge force.

Just when everyone thought he was going to lose...

See you! Purple light flashed, sudden change!

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"This child is born weak and sickly, so please coach you to take care of it."

"Really...Because I like it, I have to do kendo... There is one more fool who speaks this kind of lines... This club will be over sooner or later."

"I know you work hard, but unfortunately, this is a world where talents are emphasized. Even if you swipe a hundred or a thousand times more than others every day... it is impossible to become a positive choice."

"I really didn't expect you to be able to do this, huh... Seeing you look sick all day long, I didn't expect you to be quite spineless."

"Ah, this is the reality. The predecessors who are out of reach in your opinion are probably at this level on the national stage..."

"Cry, just cry, and there is nothing shameful in realizing your weakness."

"Hey! Sasaki! Are you okay? Hey!"

"It's useless for you to tell me these things...No matter what reason you have, from a doctor's point of view, it is impossible for me to agree with you to engage in any fierce sports."

"What is your expression, the younger generations are all watching, even if you retire, you will show me the appearance of the team members!"

"We all believe in you, Sasaki...Your words~IndoMTL.com~I will definitely swing the sword in our own way on a broader stage in the future."

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The scene of being suppressed by the strong evokes memories that have been sealed for a long time.

Power, accompanied by all kinds of complex emotions, gushes from the bottom of my heart.

In the process of being severely wounded, losing his body, and flying backwards, Sasaki Mei unexpectedly took a sword.

He swung the katana with his already broken wrist; the blade that had been embedded in his torso was pulled out by him, carrying the scattered blood mist, and cut out the ultimate sword style. .

Originally, the goal of surpassing his slashing gap and getting further and further away, in his eyes, is close at hand and within reach.

In an instant, the three swords that surpassed the lightning were all cut out in one breath.

[Sick Sword·Swallow Back]——This style is not in Sasaki Ming’s skill bar; this is the move he has learned from the extreme experience when he is on the verge of life and death, and it is also what he is fighting here. The last trick in the game.