Chapter 805 The Strongest Dragon One! (First Update)
Long Yi straightened Gu Jiao and placed her properly, like a small doll of his own, and even used his internal force to iron out the little tuft of hair sticking up on the doll's head.
"Long Yi, what brings you here?" Gu Jiao asked him.
Obviously, Long Yi wouldn't answer.
Forget it, we can study this problem later. The most urgent thing is to deal with this troublesome guy, Dark Soul.
Gu Jiao pointed to Dark Soul not far away and said seriously, "Long Yi, beat him up!"
I can't beat you, so I'll get Long Yi to beat you!
Dark Soul was clearly surprised by Gu Jiao's sudden change in attitude, but then he thought that this kid was shameless, otherwise he wouldn't have tricked him so many times. But—who is this big guy who suddenly appeared?
Long Yi was dressed in black and wore a ghost mask. Apart from Gu Jiao, Princess Xinyang and Xiao Heng, no one else had ever seen what he looked like as an adult.
But the aura emanating from him felt vaguely familiar to Dark Soul.
Dark Soul narrowed his eyes slightly.
Why?
Could it be because the other party is also a suicide squad member?
Long Yi didn't move.
He tilted his head, looked at Gu Jiao with a puzzled expression, and then reached out and pinched Gu Jiao's cheek.
Gu Jiao's mouth gaped open as he pinched her, and she mumbled incoherently, "What are you doing?"
Long Yi looked at her throat with a bewildered expression.
Gu Jiao understood. To avoid being exposed after arriving in Yan, she mostly used a boyish voice.
Long Yi had never heard this voice before.
He thought she had a problem with her throat.
Long Yi looked left and right, Gu Jiao's cheeks were numb, and she couldn't close her mouth: "I don't have anything else to do, you should save (beat) Yanren first."
Can't you at least show some respect to your opponent?
That's no small fry; it's Dark Soul, the number one assassin in the six kingdoms.
With such a powerful killing intent emanating from him, how come you seem to take him lightly?
Dark Soul looked at Long Yi and asked calmly, "Who are you?"
Gu Jiao removed Long Yi's hand, and Long Yi turned around, looking at An Hun with icy eyes.
Gu Jiao poked her little head out from behind Long Yi and said arrogantly, "You son of a bitch!"
Dark Soul: "..."
Dark Soul didn't bother arguing with a child. His gaze fell on Long Yi's face again: "Your aura feels familiar. I feel like I've seen you somewhere before. But since you won't say, I'll find the answer myself!"
After saying that, he suddenly activated his inner strength and raised a palm towards Long Yi.
The Dragon Shadow Guards of Zhao Kingdom carried longswords, and Long Yi was no exception.
With a flick of his wrist, he sent the longsword flying from his waist into the air. Then, he leaped into the air, and with a backhand swift motion, the longsword and its scabbard plunged into the bluestone ground where he had just stood, forming a steadfast shield that protected Gu Jiao.
This is the boundary; anyone who crosses it will die!
Dark Soul looked at the longsword and scabbard that were stuck straight into the bluestone ground. It was not surprising that the longsword was stuck in the ground, after all, it was an offensive weapon. But the scabbard was blunt, and it was also deeply stuck into the stone.
This shows just how much force the opponent had.
He narrowed his eyes slightly: "Then let's see just how good you really are!"
Black Wind King rushed over from behind Gu Jiao, stopped beside her, and sniffed her scent.
"I'm not hurt." Gu Jiao patted its head. She only had a slight sprain in her right ankle and was fine.
A man and a horse stood silently in the alley, watching the two duel.
True masters never need complicated or fancy moves, especially assassins whose mission is to kill. Every move they make is simple, brutal, and hits the vital points directly.
Long Yi used his fist, while An Hun used his palm. Long Yi punched An Hun in the chest. With Long Yi's strength, he could have punched through An Hun's chest cavity on the spot, causing his heart to explode and kill him.
Dark Soul, of course, would not let his opponent succeed so easily; he blocked Long Yi's fist with his palm.
Long Yi's strength exceeded his expectations. He thought he could knock Long Yi away with one palm, but instead, Long Yi used his unstoppable force to force him to slide back dozens of steps, and the soles of his shoes were almost smoking on the stone road.
Dark Soul was forced back to the alley entrance. He kicked off the wall behind him, used the momentum to leap over Long Yi's head, and came behind Long Yi, intending to launch a sneak attack on Long Yi's back.
Long Yi turned around and threw a punch!
Dark Soul was sent flying by Long Yi's power!
Gu Jiao: "Wow!"
Just as Dark Soul was about to crash into the roof, it reached out and grabbed the eaves, circling around several times to dissipate the enormous force.
He then pulled hard with his arm and flipped sideways, landing steadily on the roof.
He squinted at Long Yi in the alley, a hint of disbelief flashing in his eyes.
Although he only used less than 50% of his power just now, it should be noted that in recent years he has only used 30% of his power at most.
To be able to send him flying with a single punch when he was using nearly half his strength is a first in twenty years.
"Who exactly are you?" he asked coldly.
After Long Aotian, he developed a strong curiosity about this black-clad assassin.
As a master, in addition to constantly improving your own skills, you also need to study different opponents.
Long Yi did not answer him.
Within the six kingdoms, only the Dragon Shadow Guards of Zhao Kingdom were trained to be mute assassins under the special requirements of the late emperor; the other assassins were not trained in this way.
Therefore, Long Yi's silence was interpreted by Dark Soul as Long Yi being too lazy to pay attention to him.
Dark Soul felt offended.
Gu Jiao sat on her horse, leisurely watching An Hun on the rooftop. She chuckled and said, "Hey, you called An Hun, why did you stop fighting? Are you scared? You'd better obediently kowtow to me and admit defeat, and maybe I'll consider giving you a quick death!"
Dark Soul snorted coldly and looked at Gu Jiao: "Boy, your tone is far too arrogant. I only used less than half of my power just now. Do you really think that any random assassin you bring from outside can be my opponent?"
Gu Jiao raised an eyebrow: "This one? Not much skill, but quite the big mouth, huh."
This is what Dark Soul once said to Gu Jiao—"She's young, but she's got quite the nerve."
Now Gu Jiao has returned everything to him arrogantly and domineeringly.
Dark Soul said coldly, "Kid, don't be too smug. After I kill him, you'll be next!"
Gu Jiao turned to look at Long Yi: "Long Yi, he was mean to me."
Dark Soul: "..."
Long Yi's eyes were icy cold. He stomped his heel on the ground and rushed towards the Dark Soul on the roof!
This time, Dark Soul no longer deliberately held back his strength as before; he unleashed seventy percent of his power at once.
The two fought from the rooftop into the alley, and then from the alley back onto the rooftop.
Luckily, this is an old street that is slated for demolition and has long been uninhabited; otherwise, such a commotion would have startled everyone out.
The more Dark Soul fought, the stranger it seemed. Why did this person's fighting style look so familiar?
Have I ever played against him?
I shouldn't be unaware of such a formidable opponent.
Gu Jiao watched the duel between the masters intently: "...It seems like they're evenly matched, but Long Yi's stamina is clearly stronger. Long Yi didn't even break a sweat, while An Hun's breathing and rhythm were somewhat disrupted. Truly worthy of being called Long Yi..."
Dark Soul took another punch from Long Yi, but Long Yi also took half a palm strike from Dark Soul. Why only half a palm strike? Because Long Yi retreated quickly, and half of the force did not land on Long Yi.
However, this exchange was not entirely fruitless.
Long Yi's sleeve was ripped open, and a small black object fell out.
Dark Soul grabbed backhand, stared intently, and froze in shock: "This is..."
Long Yi kicked the back of his hand, sending the jade ring flying into the air. Long Yi snatched the jade ring back and put it back in his pocket.
Ignoring his broken hand, Dark Soul frowned and asked, "Where did this jade thumb ring come from? Where is its owner?"
He was met with a powerful punch from Long Yi.
Dark Soul gave Long Yi a deep look, and then he made an incredibly bold decision. He risked getting injured and charged forward, taking a punch from Long Yi head-on!
Just as his shoulder blade was nearly fractured, he ripped off Long Yi's mask.
When that face, so similar to the one in his memory, only much more mature, came into view, he held his breath.
He forgot to resist and fell rapidly downwards, his eyes widening in disbelief.
"How could it be you—"
Slay the gods!
impossible……
Absolutely impossible...
Shitian has been missing for twenty years. Based on his understanding of Shitian, he believes that Shitian is most likely dead. Otherwise, there would be no way that there would be no news of Shitian in Yan State for so long.
But if he wasn't Shitian, how could he have a face exactly like Shitian's?
It's just that the naivety and immaturity of youth are gone.
No wonder he had a sense of déjà vu from the very beginning.
It is the killing of the heavens!
The Heaven-Slayer is back!
But why is Shitian with a person from Zhao?
And why is the madness and murderous intent in Shitian's eyes gone?
A voice suddenly flashed through his mind.
"If you see a boy with blood-red eyes, that's Shitian. Shitian has no humanity, no weaknesses; he has only one instinct—to kill!"
(End of this chapter)
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