King of Assassins Chapter 99: Soul Detective

Wei Ming has no prejudice against Gao Xuan, and he even admires this young man.

He is so handsome, with good swordsmanship and good personality, but he is a bit scumbag for women.

However, men are mostly scumbags. It's just that some people don't have the ability to be scumbags, and they think they are innocent boys. Give him three or five pretty girls, and make sure he wants them all.

Wei Ming didn't think there was anything wrong with this either.

As is the case in nature, powerful males can always occupy more females. In human society, people who have the ability, money, power, talent, and even face can get more resources.

He had countless girlfriends when he was young. Gao Xuan will not be too demanding.

However, if he wanted to pick up his niece, Wei Ming couldn't accept Gao Xuan's scum.

Man is such a rational life. The intimacy is very clear.

If Gao Xuan had not rescued Wei Zhenzhen and Wei Yue, Wei Ming would have taught this kid how to behave.

Since I met him on the Internet today, I will teach Gao Xuan a small lesson, lest he be complacent and think he is the son of destiny!

The duel arena is a standard nine-meter-by-nine-meter kendo arena, and both teams are barefoot. This is also for convenience.

Wei Ming's registered trumpet is very shabby, with only a gray-white kendo uniform and a long sword. He wore a mask over his face.

He only made a public appearance the other day, so it wouldn't be great to be recognized.

The tenth-level swordsman bullying children is not very pleasant to hear.

Gao Xuan recognized Wei Ming. His six-winged celestial cicada also had a special sensitivity to electronic information.

Wei Ming wears a mask, which is not really a disguise. Gao Xuan recognized Wei Ming's identity when he saw his eyebrows.

The six-winged Tian Cicada responded remotely, locking in Wei Ming's spiritual aura.

"I'm here to make a mess."

Gao Xuan didn't need to ask, he knew that Wei Ming's sneaking over here was not a good thing.

"This challenging friend, don't you give me a name?" Gao Xuan asked knowingly.

"Swordsmen speak with swords."

Wei Ming turned the sword in his hand, "I'll teach you a lesson."

Gao Xuan smiled: "I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

Wei Ming was not polite, he took light steps and raised his sword to stab.

He is a dignified tenth-level swordsman. Even if his physical data is limited to three, his fighting consciousness will not be limited.

It can be said that when everyone has the same physical data, Battle.net's kendo duel is the same as playing chess. It's all about technology and awareness.

Wei Ming has the confidence to solve Gao Xuan with three moves. He used nine points of force in this sword, and he had the first mover advantage. Gao Xuan either retreated or blocked.

No matter how Gao Xuan responded, he could send Gao Xuan home with two consecutive moves.

Routines, the simplest routines. Also give this kid some insight.

Wei Ming was thinking about it, but found that Gao Xuan did not cooperate according to the script.

Gao Xuan took one step straight forward with the long sword as his chest, and stuck his sword blade with the sword grid to push it forward.

With the same data on both sides, Gao Xuan's sword is naturally much stronger than Wei Ming's. Wei Ming's sword was blocked, and Gao Xuan's long sword pierced Wei Ming's throat.

This was not over yet, Gao Xuan followed his wrist and turned his sword, Wei Ming immediately turned into a mosaic of data light.

"Goodbye brother."

After Gao Xuan was kind enough to say goodbye to a group of data lights, he danced a sword flower and put it into the sheath. He smiled at the front and said, "The next one."

The entire battle process was extremely smooth, and there was no difference between Wei Ming and the dozens of little swordsmen in front of him.

No one saw anything special about Wei Ming's swordsmanship. For such a spike, the audience is used to it.

They just booed Wei Ming with disdain. Such people are still playing, without any self-knowledge.

Wei Zhenzhen cheered loudly. She didn't know that it was Wei Ming who was killed. Even if you know, you won't care too much.

Wei Ming, who was killed in seconds, retreated directly to his room. He watched Gao Xuan, who was on the live broadcast, and fell into deep self-doubt: Where am I? who I am? what am i doing?

As a top swordsman, Wei Ming has always felt that his swordsmanship is very good. It might be impossible to beat Baiyun City, that is because the sword power of Baiyun City is too strong, and it has nothing to do with swordsmanship.

Wei Ming never thought that he would be instantly killed by an 18-year-old boy. He refused to accept the result.

As a top swordsman, Wei Ming quickly calmed down.

Wei Ming replayed the video of the battle just now to analyze the reason for the failure.

In fact, he remembered the sword just now very clearly, but he could see more details by watching the video.

At the beginning, Gao Xuan's center of gravity was obviously preparing to move back, and this subtle action misled his judgment.

Next, Gao Xuan blocked his blade with his sword grid with great precision.

You must know that Gao Xuan's sword is in the shape of a zigzag, only about three centimeters. It is very difficult for such a small sword to accurately block the stab of the sword.

What made Wei Ming depressed was that Gao Xuan had completely predicted his line of attacking the sword. With the data of this virtual body, it is difficult to make adjustments after the shot.

As a result, he was killed by Gao Xuan in a single move.

Wei Ming repeated the battle video more than a dozen times, but he had no choice but to admit that Gao Xuan may have two elements, but overall he did better.

"There is something, I underestimate you."

Wei Ming's self-examination was too casual, and he did not regard Gao Xuan as an opponent.

Everyone starts from the same starting point in the virtual battle. If he makes a wrong move, there will be no chance to remedy it.

Wei Ming learned his lesson and challenged Gao Xuan again.

A dignified ice swordsman, get up from where you fall.

Wei Ming entered the duel room again and found that Gao Xuan had won 65 games in a row.

Gao Xuan suddenly smiled when he saw Wei Ming: "Brother here again, this time you are more dedicated to your work, don't be killed in seconds. Otherwise, you won't be able to get the performance fee."

This kind of ridicule naturally caused a burst of laughter from the audience.

The duel room is shared, and Wei Ming can also hear the laughter. Looking down from his position, you can even see the audience in the first few rows below. He even saw Wei Zhenzhen who laughed the most.

Wei Ming's old face is slightly hot, this is really a joke if it gets out. Fortunately, no one knew his identity.

"Come." Wei Ming pointed with a long sword, signaling Gao Xuan to stop talking nonsense.

Gao Xuan unhurriedly made an OK gesture to Wei Ming, who was a little puzzled.

Gao Xuan said with a smile: "This is not OK, this is three, brother. Can you die for the third sword? Be more dedicated to your work."

"One."

Gao Xuan counted in his mouth, while raising his sword and stabbing.

This kind of swordsmanship that stabs straight into the chest has every school and every school, and is generally called: the fairy guides the way.

It's just that each family's sword moves are different. In fact, there are big differences in where the sword is drawn, which foot is used, and where the body's center of gravity is.

Gao Xuan's step was very fast, and his sword stabbed even faster.

When everyone's physical data were the same, Gao Xuan stabbed quickly and took the offensive initiative.

Wei Ming didn't want to take any risks, so he retreated, and Gao Xuan followed the progress and stabbed again. Wei Ming saw that Gao Xuan's progress was too great, so he moved sideways and raised his sword to slash.

His sword would remove Gao Xuan's arm, causing him to shudder.

Gao Xuan's shoulders shrank slightly, elbows and swords raised, slicing Wei Ming into a ball of white light.

The two sides changed their moves at the same time, and there was no chance for them to change. As a result, Gao Xuan was like a prophet of unpredictability. He just avoided Wei Ming's slash and killed Wei Ming with his backhand.

Wei Ming was restrained by his body, and he couldn't make any adjustments as he watched himself hit the sword.

Gao Xuan's three swords dealt with Wei Ming, he gave a thumbs up to Wei Ming's white light, "Brother did a beautiful job."

The audience below couldn't help booing. This is really a public performance. Three swords are three swords.

These audiences all felt that Wei Ming was too cooperative, and both sides changed their moves at the same time. Who would believe it if they didn't practice beforehand.

Wei Ming, who exited the stage, had a sullen face. This time, he really couldn't smile.

It doesn't matter what the audience is, a swordsman should not fall twice in a pit.

Wei Ming felt that it was very unreasonable, Gao Xuan seemed to be able to see through all his back moves. He was always bewildered by Gao Xuan's body movements and made wrong judgments.

Although it is only a virtual competition and no real body data is used, Wei Ming cannot accept such a failure.

To this end, he even activated the laboratory's super-large optical brain to conduct data analysis on the two battles.

A few seconds later, Wei Ming got the result.

The result of the optical brain analysis is: Gao Xuan's data has no problems, and he has not used any plug-ins.

The only thing that Gao Xuan is powerful is his near-prediction prediction, as well as the fake actions that are difficult to distinguish between true and false.

In the case of the same data on both sides, this advantage is guaranteed to win.

Wei Ming pondered for a long time, and felt that Gao Xuan was either very talented, born with a special intuition about kendo, and could always make the most correct judgment in advance.

Either Gao Xuan is really better at swordsmanship than him, so he can always judge in advance and make corresponding adjustments.

When Wei Ming decided to try again, he found that the live broadcast had ended.

The victories record in the live broadcast room has reached 100 consecutive victories.

Wei Ming was extremely depressed. He wished he could go to Gao Xuan for a fight in person and get his face back.

But he still didn't have such a thick skin after all, so he could only wait for the next live broadcast to trouble Gao Xuan again.

At the same time, Cao Xiong and a few subordinates had just walked out of the gate of the Mingjing Airship Terminal.

"Let's take a taxi... Let's go to the Zhongyuan Hotel first."

Cao Xiong took out the silver-carved flat flask and took a sip of wine, and then gave a lazily order.

His facial features are unremarkable, with a three-point drunkenness in his eyes, and his mustache is shiny. Maybe it's because he drank too much wine, and the tip of his nose is still a little red.

He is wearing a colorful printed shirt, bright red beach pants, and rattan sandals. It looks like a vacation to the beach. In addition, he was a little drunk in his eyes, more like a slightly drunk tourist~IndoMTL.com~ If you have never seen Cao Xiong, you would never have imagined that this is a famous detective.

Yao Fei asked curiously, "Boss, is there no one from the Law Enforcement Department to pick us up?"

"Let's go quietly today, don't make a sound."

Cao Xiong yawned and exhaled a strong smell of alcohol. He said vaguely: "Check the situation first. This time the killer is a bit powerful..."

Yao Fei was not convinced. She put her arms around Yan Qingge's arm and said, "We still have Sister Yan. You two great swordsmen join forces, and you still can't take care of a little assassin!"

Yan Qingge pulled out her embraced arm indifferently. She looked at the lively people coming and going at the gate of the terminal and said thoughtfully, "That person is indeed very powerful, and he is a formidable opponent."

Yan Qingge has short hair, with only a part of her eyebrows left in the front. She was wearing a black combat uniform, not only with a pistol on her waist, but also a black short stick on the other side.

The big sunglasses covered half of her face. Others can't see her true expression, and there is a sense of distance that rejects people thousands of miles away.

Yao Fei's set was almost unsuccessful, and she was a little embarrassed. But the other party was Yan Qingge, a member of the Yan family in the central capital, a tenth-level swordsman. She had the guts to lose her temper with this guy.

She laughed dryly: "I'm going to find a car."

Several other subordinates stood in the back respectfully and did not dare to talk nonsense.

Cao Xiong leaned over to Yan Qingge and whispered, "This time it's up to you."

Yan Qingge turned his head to avoid Cao Xiong's odor of alcohol: "There are so many of us, as long as you find each other's traces. Can he still turn the sky upside down?"

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say..."

Cao Xiong looked at the high-rise buildings in the distance, and his eyes showed a bit of solemnity: "To be honest, I don't feel very good!"