Tang Weiwei is less than 1.8 meters tall and weighs around 130 kilograms.
Horford is also skilled with knives, stands at about 1.84 meters tall, and weighs at least 160 kilograms.
In a situation where both sides are trained, the larger player clearly has the advantage.
10 minutes ago——
Tang Weiwei ran wildly, relentlessly pursuing Horford, the man who had killed his brother, and he was determined to kill him with his own hands today.
He may be a bit weaker than Horford in terms of strength, but when it comes to running speed, probably no one can beat him.
Two minutes later, he caught up to Horford, who was seven or eight meters behind.
Seeing that he couldn't shake them off, Horford simply turned around...
At that moment, the two stopped almost simultaneously.
Horford took a couple of breaths and glanced around.
When he realized that no one else was around, a cold smile crept onto his lips.
Actually, all along, the only person he was afraid of was Zhan Pengwu; no matter how hard he tried, he could never beat him.
Although Tang Weiwei is quite strong, she is no match for him.
"You dare to chase me all by yourself? Aren't you afraid of dying?"
Tang Weiwei slowly lowered the composite bow, not because he was unwilling to use it to kill the man.
Rather, the arrows had already been used up in the previous battles, and wearing them would only hinder the fight.
Moreover, he is happy to resolve the issue through close combat.
After all, this is what he does best...
"rub……"
The subtle scraping sound of the dagger being drawn from its sheath signaled that he was ready.
"Brother Ni, it's time to settle our score."
Today, you are doomed to die…
Tang Weiwei's academic performance wasn't good, but he lived in a coastal area.
As everyone knows, that place is a gathering place for foreigners, and since he is in the seafood business, many foreigners come to buy seafood.
So over time, he also learned to speak some English.
It's not great, but basic normal communication is still fine.
"Hehehe..."
Horford let out a sinister laugh.
"You should thank your brother for taking that arrow for you, otherwise you would have been dead long ago."
He slowly pulled out a wood-chopping knife from behind his back, his expression sinister.
"Since you're in such a hurry to see him, I'll give you a ride..."
Horford was unsure if there were any pursuers behind him, so he needed to finish the battle quickly.
Killing this man in front of me and taking his compound bow would make this trip worthwhile.
"Ah..."
Both men were determined to kill each other, and they charged at each other with a loud roar.
Horford swung his knife at Tang Weiwei's forehead, but Tang Weiwei dodged to the side...
With a graceful turn, he reversed his grip on the hilt and thrust the knife towards his opponent's chest.
Horford reacted quickly, blocking the opponent's forearm when the blade was still more than 10 centimeters away from him...
Then, he swung the knife in his right hand diagonally back, and Tang Weiwei ducked to dodge.
He spun around and kicked Horford's elbows in mid-air.
The two of them took two steps back at the same time...
Horford shook his aching elbow and gripped the woodcutter's axe tightly.
"Not bad, you've improved a lot compared to before, but... you think that's enough to kill me!"
After a brief moment of gathering his strength, he charged straight ahead.
With incredible speed, the blade slashed towards Tang Weiwei's neck in an instant.
Because the slash was angled and extremely fast, Tang Weiwei had little chance of dodging it. She had no choice but to throw the short knife to her left hand, catch it, and then block it at her left shoulder.
"clang!"
The wood-chopping axe struck the short sword with such force that it caused a sharp pain in his shoulder.
His knees involuntarily sank down and bent slightly.
Although the attack was blocked, the other party was using a two-foot-long machete.
The blade was much longer than the short sword, so the blade still made contact with his skin during this strike.
And it left a wound...
"ah!"
He suddenly jerked his left shoulder and arm upwards, tossed the short knife in his left hand, caught it with his right, and slashed upwards...
Horford raised an eyebrow; he had never seen Tang Weiwei use this hand-switching sword technique before.
He tried to dodge, but Tang Weiwei was clearly a step faster than him.
"Well!"
Horford winced in pain; the knife had cut his arm…
If he hadn't dodged a short distance beforehand, Tang Weiwei's blade would have penetrated even deeper into his flesh.
He didn't have time to check his wound; he turned around, spun around, and kicked out with his right foot.
However, Tang Weiwei reacted quickly, using her left hand to block her right shoulder and taking the opportunity to grab his ankle.
He then tried to use his left leg to sweep his leg and kick the other leg that was still standing.
This was done to disrupt Horford's balance and cause him to fall to the ground.
But the moment his left leg moved, Horford's leg suddenly flew into the air...
While dodging the sweeping leg, he delivered a front kick to Tang Weiwei's chest.
"Ugh!"
Tang Weiwei couldn't hold back this time, and her kick hit his lung, causing him to choke.
He stumbled back several steps, feeling as if a heavy stone had suddenly been pressed against his chest, making him feel suffocated.
Horford, who had delivered the blow at the cost of falling to the ground, effortlessly sprang back to his feet.
When it comes to close combat, he believes that apart from Zhan Pengwu and Cairnster, no one else can rival him.
He glanced at the wound on his arm and moved it slightly...
Fortunately, no bones or muscles were injured...
"Go to hell!"
He wasn't going to wait for Ye Feng and the others to come to his aid. He grabbed his knife and charged forward again, wanting to end the battle immediately.
Tang Weiwei immediately squatted down, grabbed a handful of soil, and threw it over...
He wasn't Zhan Pengwu; he wouldn't talk about martial ethics with his enemies. Killing Brother Ni in front of him was his ultimate goal.
Horford could only shield his face with his arms...
By the time he lowered his hand, Tang Weiwei had already rushed in front of him and stabbed him from top to bottom with a knife.
Although his parry was quick enough, the tip of the knife still pierced his chest.
"Ugh..."
Horford gritted his teeth and gripped the other man's wrist, while his right hand, which he tried to retaliate with, was also grabbed by Tang Weiwei.
The two were very close, their fierce eyes meeting.
"You annoying, damned Chinese yellow-skinned pigs, just die!"
At this point, the saying "a strong body is never at a disadvantage" is fully demonstrated.
Horford pushed Tang Weiwei, forcing him to retreat continuously.
When they had retreated some distance, they both let go at the same time…
Instantly, the blades of the woodcutter's axe and the short knife flashed, sparks flying...
The sounds of clanging and banging filled the air as the two engaged in a life-or-death struggle, completely absorbed in their battle.
Every move was aimed at the opponent's vital points; they were ruthless and showed no mercy whatsoever.
Unlike Zhan Pengwu and Cairnster's aggressive and direct fighting style, these two players focus more on technique.
People who handle knives are naturally better at using skillful techniques.
Their moves are all a combination of offense and evasion, catching opponents off guard, but each move is a deadly strike.
And so, the two of them took breaks and fought intermittently for more than six minutes…
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