"You... are very strong. Perfect, my sword hasn't drunk the blood of a strong person in a long time."

Before the words were even finished, the girl moved!

She seemed weightless, and with a push of her toes on the snow, her figure floated out like a ghost.

Her gait was extremely strange; she never walked in a straight line, sometimes to the left and sometimes to the right, as if she were gliding at high speed on the snow, kicking up a fine spray of snow, and instantly closing the distance between her and Qin Ye!

That speed!

Qin Ye was terrified. In his life, he had encountered hundreds or even thousands of enemies on the battlefield, but none of them had such an uncanny ability to move.

But his hands moved swiftly; nearly a decade of military service and life-or-death battles had ingrained his fighting instincts into his very bones.

He immediately adopted the most standard starting stance in military combat, and threw a powerful straight punch, as fast as a cannonball, straight at the girl's face!

However, the girl seemed to be able to anticipate his movements.

Just as the force of the punch was about to hit her, she suddenly ducked down, like a nimble cat, and slipped under Qin Ye's armpit.

At the same time, the knife in her hand drew a deadly arc, and with a backhand flick, it aimed directly at Qin Ye's lower back and kidneys!

Ruthless! Fierce!

Qin Ye's moves are wide and powerful, fierce and direct, and are battlefield killing techniques honed through countless trials.

The girl's swordsmanship, however, was completely unpredictable, acting as if it were purely instinctive. Yet, every move and every stance was aimed at the vital points of the human body, not at defeating the enemy, but only at killing them.

Qin Ye's anger flared. This little girl was young, but her killing intent was stronger than any spy he had ever seen. He turned around and delivered a powerful whip kick, sweeping it horizontally towards the girl's side.

The girl's use of the terrain was simply superb. She lightly touched a broken wall next to her with her toes, used the momentum to lift her body into the air, and lightly dodged the attack, then pressed forward again!

"Bang!"

Seeing this, the Tibetan villagers who were hiding in the distance hurriedly raised their hunting rifles to help.

But the girl seemed to have eyes in the back of her head. Without turning her head, she flicked her wrist, and three pebbles flew out from her sleeve, making a "whoosh" sound as they hit the Tibetan man's wrist holding the gun with precision.

"Ouch!"

My hand!

The three men cried out in pain, dropped their shotguns, and retreated in horror.

The three men felt a piercing pain in their wrists, as if they had been hit by a hammer. The hunting rifles clattered out of their hands and fell to the snow. They clutched their wrists and retreated in horror.

Is this little girl a monster?!

Just as the scene descended into chaos.

A hundred meters away, on a snow-covered slope, a figure, also blending into the wind and snow, lay motionless on the cold snow.

The cold barrel of the SR-99 sniper rifle was steadily rested on the ground by her.

Through the 8x thermal imaging scope, the chaotic battlefield below was crystal clear in her eyes.

She took in Qin Ye's predicament.

Su Tang's heart was as calm as still water.

She could tell at a glance that the girl's strength and stamina were far inferior to Qin Ye's, but her reaction speed and combat intelligence were frighteningly high.

More importantly, Su Tang saw a very familiar shadow in some of the girl's dodging and counter-attack movements.

That's not the style of this era; it's more like...

Modern combat skills honed through systematic training...

Who...is she?

Su Tang's eyes were frighteningly calm, her finger lightly resting on the cold trigger, but she did not fire immediately.

She saw that Qin Ye was changing his strategy.

He stopped launching aggressive attacks and instead stabilized his position, adopting a defensive strategy to wear down the girl with his rich combat experience and far superior stamina.

This tactic is correct.

Sure enough, after a prolonged and unsuccessful attack, a visible hint of anxiety appeared in the girl's eyes through the scope.