Illimitable Until Death

“Ah...”

At this moment, a lot of people under the stage shouted.

Because, on stage, in the face of Jiuzhi to settle when the sharp knife cut off his head, he couldn't escape, and raised his empty hand directly to block his head.

“ ———— ”

Jiuzhi arrived at the scene in shock, without any hesitation, hastily slowed down the force.

In the next second, the sharp knife cut across the arm in the square that was blocking his head, and in a slight tear of "shrug," cut the skin off the arm in the square.

The blood appeared and opened the eyes of the wild river beneath the platform, and a single samurai was stunned.

The tingling sensation hit the nerve in the square.

But by this time, Fang Li had taken another step and squeezed into the arms of Jiuzhi to settle.

“You...?!” The inevitable appearance of Jiuzhi to dwell on that stern and serious face came as a shock.

However, when that slight shock appeared on the face of Jiuzhi, an unusually cold touch immediately appeared on his neck.

What the cold touch is, Jiuzhi came to the habitat instantly to understand.

That's what it feels like to have a dagger around your neck.

Squeezed into Jiuzhi's arms, he put the dagger around his neck. He watched some shocked Jiuzhi come to his place and gradually laughed.

“What if I win? ”

Quiet.

Dead silence.

Everyone looked at the side of the stage with a dagger on the throat of Jiuzhi, and for a while, it was completely stuck.

“That... that boy...” The Arid River is equally difficult to hide his surprise.

I can't help it.

Nobody has an idea, and this is how it works.

The vagabonds who thought they would be easily defeated, at this moment, are holding Nine Wisdom back.

How can it not be surprising?

And the first reaction was Jiuzhi to live.

Looking at the nearby smile in the square, looking at the still bleeding arm in the square, Jiuzhi came to recover calm, silenced halfway, said a sentence.

“If I were Kabane, your hand would be gone. ”

Smell the words, the square blinked, the smile was still undiminished, only one answer was given.

“If you're Kabane, you just lost your head. ”

One side is the loss of arms.

One side is losing its head.

Which side is the real defeat, do we have to consider?

“You...” Jiuzhi said, reluctantly: "Do you want to do this? ”

“I can't help it, who makes me weaker than you, who wants to win with weakness, who wants to pay no price, that's unrealistic, right?” Fangli said frankly, "Besides, I told you, would you be merciful? ”

It's just a fight, not a fight.

Therefore, the direct death eye, which can give the party a chance to win, is useless.

But that's the same thing for the opponent.

It's not a fight, it's just a fight. How could Jiuzhi come to live knowing he would cut off the other hand and go on?

This is the only guarantee of victory that we can think of.

It's dangerous, but it's not a fantastic way.

So Jiuzhilai was plugged in.

See the letter. "What do you say? I won, didn't I? ”

“… I am not ready not to admit my failure.” Jiuzhi came to live, saying that, but the divine harvest in his eyes was obviously with disgust.

After all, in terms of strength, Jiuzhi is still above the square.

Fighting, however, does not mean that powerful people are bound to win, but that there is only a greater chance of winning.

If this is truly a fight, then having a direct death eye would certainly have had a greater advantage in the previously unscrupulous familiarity with the means of killing against Kabane.

However, this confrontation was indeed won by Fangli.

“Complete the B-branch task to get 3000 redemption points. ”

When the tone of the system sounded in the square's mind, it relieved itself and removed the dagger affixed to Jiuzhi's neck.

Jiuzhi came to live, which made him feel that the cold touch in front of his neck disappeared. The eyes in the direction were no longer as serious as they had been in the beginning, but were full of fighting spirit.

Then Jiuzhi came and said, "Let's fight again. ”

Obviously, Jiuzhi came to live with the intention of revenge and hatred.

And this time, I definitely want to be real, and I won't be merciful anymore.

In response, there was a glitch in the side, and some helplessly raised their hands, which were still bleeding, and said: "Now? ”

“…” Jiuzhi came to Habitat without knowing what to say.

Still persevering in challenging others when they are injured, that is not what samurai should do.

Of course, Jiuzhilai did not know that there was also a bottle of trauma recovery agent in the leg bag of the square to recover minor injuries.

Fang Li bled into the forest to seduce Kabane, and when he came back, he returned to his wounds with that bottle of medicine.

If you take this medicine orally and drink it all in one breath, it will have a lasting recovery effect, and if you just sprinkle part of it on the wound, the minor injury will recover as well.

If it weren't for that, Fong Li wouldn't be creating wounds on himself without his head or his brain.

I didn't know that Jiuzhi had to give up the challenge and look in the square and ask: “What's your name? ”

“Fang Li, a vagrant.” As she replied, her subconscious hands reached out toward Jiuzhi.

Jiuzhi came to look at the hand in the square, then looked at the face in the square as if it were natural, and sighed: “You certainly have a lot of nerve. ”

After that, Jiuzhi reached out his hand and held it with the hand in the square.

“Pfft, pfft, pfft! ”

Downstairs, a round of applause went off.

That was the clap of a smiling wild river.

Under the auspices of Arid River Reservoir, some ordinary people similarly applauded and even cheered.

The samurai suddenly look at me, I look at you, and the only thing they end up with is a reluctant applause.

Loud applause over the entire stage.

It has to be said that only at this moment has the tension diffused in the air subsided.

It is not the tension created by the samurai against the square, but the inevitable tension created by living in an era that cannot guarantee tomorrow.

In order to dissipate this tension, the SC hosted the Martial Arts Association.

Today, this battle will clearly achieve the desired results.

Even far beyond.

In this atmosphere, Jiuzhi came to dwell on Fang Li's sentence.

“We'll do it when you're done. ”

There's no more talk.

Looks like I'm being haunted by a terrible person.

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