Chapter 1349 Sick Swordsman (Part 2)

The useless uncle who was stabbed in the knee immediately jumped away with his other leg. When he stood still, Sasaki Ming had already returned to standing in that weird posture.

At this moment, one of the two people on the battlefield had a lame leg and the other had a broken neck; the former's posture was crooked and his head was straight, while the latter's posture was straight and his head was drooping on his shoulders.

Although everyone knew that these two were masters, this strange scene and weird confrontation really made people laugh.

"Well... I was careless..." The useless uncle 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..."

As he said this, Sasaki Ming raised his left hand, groped all the way to the top of his head, then grabbed his hair, "raised" his head straight, and "pressed" it back to its original position.

"Huh..." After the neck was connected, Sasaki Ming sighed and replied, "Both of us..."

The reason why Sasaki Ming is not dead is because he possesses the [Sick Body Immortal Divine Art]; this is a passive defense skill, and its special effect is "immunity to the instant death effect caused by critical hits".

For example, the action of the useless uncle strangling his neck just now, according to normal judgment, belongs to "instant death attack acting on the fatal part", such an attack usually ignores the damage and kills the target in seconds... However, under the influence of [Sick Body Immortal Divine Art], this action only creates "survival value damage equal to the grip damage applied by the enemy", and the "instant death" effect will not be triggered.

To put it more bluntly, for people with this skill, pinching his neck is no different from pinching his thigh; crushing his heart is the same as crushing his shoulder... Anyway, no matter where you hit, only the basic damage of your attack is calculated.

"I'm curious... What if I didn't break your neck just now, but twisted your head off completely?" Two seconds later, the useless uncle asked again tentatively.

"Of course someone will die then." Sasaki Ming finished the first half of the sentence, sneered, and then said, "Haha... What a pity, you didn't twist it, right?"

"Yeah..." Waste Uncle shrugged, "What a pity..."

He chatted with his opponent intermittently, pretending to be relaxed on the surface, but he was a little scared in his heart, and couldn't help thinking: "Fortunately, Honghu anticipated the enemy's moves and put me in the first game... If it was Qisha or Xiaoma who played this game, facing an enemy with this kind of skills, I'm afraid they would suffer a big loss..." Thinking of this, he thought, "But then again, is it an advantage for me to fight him? Why do I feel that it is more restrained to let Juanmenghuan fight him?"

He was right. To restrain the [Sick Body Immortal Divine Skill], the most effective way is to send a character who plays with weapons to fight him. As long as his head or limbs are cut off, the skills will be meaningless.

So, why didn't Honghu send Juanmenghuan in the first game?

Of course, it was because he didn't know who would play in the first match, let alone what kind of [Sick Body Immortality Skill] Sasaki Ming possessed...

In fact, Honghu only guessed before the game that "Zhan Guo is likely to determine that Qi Sha or Xiao Ma Ge will play in the first battle". In order to avoid being targeted, he chose another player other than those two to play the vanguard battle. It's that simple...

As for who Zhan Guo will send in the first round, Honghu is not sure; after all, the overall strength of [Zhan Guo] is very strong. Except for [Imagawa Yoshi] from the second team, who is unlikely to play singles, all other players are possible.

However, whether it is the opponent or the teammate...Everyone thinks that Honghu, the "wise general", is too magical; he is obviously just a player with a relatively high level of strategy, and he is not the kind of charlatan-like military strategist in some chapter-by-chapter novels. How could he guess the opponent's lineup?

"I'm curious too..." After a few seconds, Sasaki Ming also said, "You said 'killing you once' is not fatal, so I want to ask... how many times do I have to kill you before you die?"

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

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

His words were obviously sarcastic and provocative.

But Waste Uncle didn't say anything else...rather than retorting, Uncle prefers to respond to his opponent with actions.

The next second, Waste Uncle's figure flashed, and he instantly rushed in front of Sasaki Ming, and without saying anything, he greeted him with a [Life Loser Kick].

Sasaki Ming never thought that a person with a crippled left leg could still burst out with a speed comparable to his own; moreover, the useless uncle used his right leg to move and then used the same leg to attack... This unconventional and strange attack action was also hard to defend against.

"Damn... I can't dodge..." In that fleeting moment, Sasaki Ming secretly spat in his heart, then frowned slightly, turned his toes sharply, and moved his sword to cut.

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

Even if the useless uncle only used one leg to move and attack, and rushed straight from the front of Sasaki Ming... it was impossible to avoid it, it was impossible to avoid it.

Buzz——

The tibia wrapped with fighting spirit and the samurai blade wrapped with sword energy collided, making a sound of energy devouring each other.

Immediately afterwards, the stronger force destroyed the other party, and continued to advance, breaking out.

In terms of moves alone, Uncle Good-for-nothing’s Law of Cause and Effect skills are hard to match, and this time is no exception... After the duel, [Life-Destroying Dog Kick] overwhelmed the opponent’s slashes, and hit Sasaki Ming’s katana hard. Pressing backwards, the back of the samurai sword shattered Sasaki Ming's collarbone and embedded itself in his shoulder and neck. His wrists were also twisted and deformed because he held the handle tightly.

This is not over yet, [Life Defeat Dog Kick] is not only astonishingly destructive, but also has endless stamina. After the first strong pressure, there is another "propulsive" force immediately coming out, directly hitting Sasaki Ming's chest like breaking through clouds and waves. .

"Pfft..." Sasaki Ming immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and was pushed backwards by the huge force.

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

See you soon! A flash of purple light, a sudden change occurred!

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"This child is born weak and sickly. Coach, please be more careful."

"Really... Because I like it, I have to do kendo... There is another idiot who says such lines... This club will be over sooner or later."

"I know you work hard, but unfortunately, this is a world that values ​​talent. Even if you swing a hundred or a thousand times more than others every day... you won't be able to become the main candidate."

"I really didn't expect you to be able to do this. Ha... Looking at you looking sick all day long, I didn't expect you to have quite a bit of backbone."

"Ah, this is the reality. The seniors who you think are out of reach, on the national stage, are probably at this level..."

"Cry, just cry. There is nothing shameful in realizing your own powerlessness."

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

"It's useless for you to tell me these things... No matter what reasons you have, from a doctor's standpoint, it is impossible for me to agree to you engaging in any strenuous sports again."

"What's that expression on your face? The juniors are all watching. Even if you retire, you still act like a regular member!"

"We all believe in you, Sasaki... If you say it, we will definitely wield the sword in our own way on a wider stage in the future."

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The scene of being suppressed by the strong evoked long-lost memories.

Power, along with all kinds of complex emotions, gushes out from the bottom of my heart.

When Ming Sasaki was severely injured, lost all his strength, and flew backwards, he actually drew his sword.

He used his broken wrists to swing the samurai sword; the blade that had been embedded in his torso was pulled out by him with a swing, carrying the flying blood mist, and slashed in the Jueyi sword style.

The target that was already beyond his striking range and getting further and further away, was now so close and within reach in his eyes.

In an instant, the three swords, which were faster than lightning, were all slashed out in one breath.

[Sick Sword·Yan Hui] - This move is not in Sasaki Ming's skill list; it is a move he learned from the extreme experience when he was on the edge of life and death, and it is also what he used in this battle. The last resort.