The one facing the nine fingers was Wu Zimo.
Jiuzhi did not rush to attack, but crossed his arms over his chest, looking up and down at Wu Zimo with interest, with a faint smile on his lips.
After a moment, he slowly spoke, "Sir, there's no need to rush into battle! Why don't we wait and see how the two sides decide the outcome before deciding which side we will join?"
"If the final winner is your country, China, I will turn around and leave immediately without saying a word;"
"But if we, Theoi, are lucky enough to win, then you might as well seriously consider joining us. Wouldn't that be the best of both worlds?"
Hearing this, Wu Zimo couldn't help but frown, cursing inwardly, "This guy is so shameless! He can actually say such opportunistic words without blinking, he really embodies the word shameless to the fullest!"
However, despite being extremely angry, Wu Zimo knew that he must not be swayed by his emotions at this moment and must calmly deal with the cunning opponent in front of him.
So, he took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and responded coldly, "Hmph! Your words are wrong! As a man of honor, I should stick to my own position and principles. How can I be like a fence-sitter? No matter what the outcome of today's matter, I will never join you!"
Then, Wu Zimo raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, and said softly: "I know you, you are the Nine-Fingered Agent, right?"
He paused, then continued, "You were a member of the Skull and Bones Society before, right? You brought most of their top assassins to China to hunt down Commander Mo, but were slaughtered by Commander Mo, Taichu, Chongji, and the others. Then you turned around and defected to the Celestial God Organization. Can you believe what a shameless villain like you says?"
Faced with Wu Zimo's merciless sarcasm, Nine Fingers not only did not show the slightest anger, on the contrary, the smile on his face became even brighter.
He slowly responded, "Haha, as the saying goes, 'A wise bird chooses the right tree to roost in.' We all simply serve our respective masters. Besides, in this world where the strong prey on the weak, is there anything wrong with choosing the more powerful faction? Besides, I doubt you haven't, deep down, longed to ascend to a higher peak, to gaze down upon all living things from a higher vantage point."
Having said this, Jiuzhi paused for a moment, then looked directly at Wu Zimo with a sharp gaze and continued, "Actually, I know a little bit about you."
"Back then, you were a member of the Wu family's side branch. Thanks to the Wu family's head's love and respect, you were able to rise to prominence."
"But what happened later? Didn't you also abandon the Wu family and join Mo Laishi's army? In this case, how big is the fundamental difference between us?"
"Don't compare me to people like you!" Wu Zimo's face darkened and he shouted angrily. Then he added righteously: "I am indeed a member of the Wu family, but I am also a proud Chinese! I have never had the slightest intention of relying on others. The only one I rely on and am loyal to is my country!"
"No matter when or where, even if we encounter setbacks and face desperate situations today, I will never abandon my motherland!"
Hearing this, Nine Fingers on the other side couldn't help but sneer, making a "tsk tsk tsk..." sound, and said sarcastically: "What a touching display of patriotism! What a pity, since you are so stubborn and refuse to listen to advice, don't blame me for being rude."
Jiuzhi sighed and shook his head, as if he was very sorry to lose a talented person, but then he suddenly attacked and shot towards Wu Zimo.
Faced with this sudden attack, Wu Zimo was prepared. He quickly raised the ghostly silver knife in his hand, which was shining with cold light, and placed it steadily across his chest.
There was a loud "clang" sound, and the scepter in Nine Fingers' hand hit the Ghost Soul Silver Knife hard. Sparks flew in an instant, and the sound of metal clashing was deafening.
After the two weapons collided, both sides were bounced back by the huge impact force.
Jiuzhi's figure turned flexibly in the air, and like a ghost, he instantly circled to Wu Zimo's side.
Then, he swung his arm, and the scepter in his hand, wrapped in a sharp gust of wind, stabbed straight at Wu Zimo like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole.
Wu Zimo took light steps, turned his body to the side, and nimbly avoided the fatal blow.
At the same time, he swung the Ghostly Silver Knife with his backhand, and the sharp blade turned into a silver streak, slashing towards Nine Fingers with a sound of breaking through the air.
Nine Fingers' figure flashed, and he leaped backwards quickly like a ghost. His feet landed lightly on the ground without raising a trace of dust.
After stabilizing himself, Nine Fingers narrowed his eyes and stared at his opponent. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile as he praised, "You're quite fast."
Wu Zimo heard this and snorted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense!"
After saying that, he gripped the hilt of the knife tightly with both hands, and all the strength of his body instantly gathered in his arms.
In an instant, a faint blue halo surged out from his body, like a lively stream of water, slowly flowing down his arm, and finally wrapped around the ghostly silver knife that emitted a cold light.
At the same time, Jiuzhi did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.
He held the scepter tightly in his right hand, and the huge gem on the top of the scepter suddenly flashed with a strange red light, like a burning flame, hot and dazzling.
Immediately afterwards, Jiuzhi shouted loudly and rushed towards Wu Zimo like an arrow.
The two met again on a narrow road and immediately started a fierce confrontation.
All that could be heard was the endless sound of "clang clang clang" of metal clashing, sparks flying everywhere, and every time the weapons came into contact, a dazzling light would burst out, like gorgeous fireworks blooming in the night sky.
The powerful impact force seemed to cause the surrounding air to be distorted and deformed, forming visible ripples that spread out in all directions.
They fought back and forth, neither giving in. While attacking each other fiercely, they also carefully watched for flaws in each other's moves.
Because both sides knew that this fierce battle had just begun and was currently just a test of each other.
After several rounds, although both of them were breathing slightly and beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads, the raging fighting spirit in their eyes did not diminish in the slightest, but instead became more and more intense.
It was as if two balls of volcanic lava were about to erupt, potentially bursting out with even more astonishing power at any time, launching the next round of extremely fierce offensive.
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