Chapter 107 Dare to Take a Gamble
Only a fierce dragon can cross the river!
Zhang Xianlong, who walked all the way from the Northeast to the Magic City, was indeed fierce. He used two kitchen knives to attack and defend freely, and he managed to chop Lei Zhen back step by step.
“Klang!”
The triangular spike also flew out, and the powerful force made Lei Zhen's arm numb, and this force was transmitted from his arm to his body.
"die!"
Zhang Xianlong chopped with a knife.
Seeing that he was about to die, Lei Zhen sank directly to the ground to avoid the fatal blow.
The result was that he was kicked in the face by the other party, flying several meters to the side, and only stopped when he hit a big tree.
"Pooh!"
Lei Zhen spat out blood, half-knelt on the ground, and gave the other party a thumbs up.
"Lord Long is awesome! You're the first opponent I've ever met in this world. You're so fucking awesome!"
This is not a lie, it is the truth in his heart.
This leader of the Demon City has almost reached perfection in terms of explosiveness, strength and speed.
Especially the close offensive and defensive coordination between the two kitchen knives made it impossible for anyone to find any loopholes.
"You're not bad, you're the most amazing young man I've ever seen!" Zhang Xianlong stared at Lei Zhen and said, "It's a pity you're too young. Your physical fitness is so poor. Otherwise, when you're ten years older, I'll definitely be the one to die."
This is Lei Zhen’s biggest flaw, which was exposed when he was chopped last time.
No matter how much practical experience he has, his 19-year-old body is obviously much thinner and he has no advantage at all when confronting others.
The golden age for men is around 30 years old. At that time, their physical strength, energy and explosive power are all at their peak. At the age of 20, they are still in the developmental stage.
"No need to wait ten years, or I'll be bullying you." Lei Zhen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled, "Zhang Xianlong, how about a bet?"
He smiled, and at this moment, he showed a harmless smile!
"Hahaha, bet? I love it the most!"
"My left hand sheds its shield and becomes a sword, mainly for defense; my right hand changes from long to short, allowing me to be aggressive and cunning, or to be sinister and vicious. You can't do that, hahahaha."
The laughter echoed in the woods, highlighting the confidence and arrogance of the leader of the Demon City.
He is Zhang Xianlong, so he has the right to be so arrogant.
"If you lose within a hundred cuts, you will work for me in the future. Do you dare to bet?" Lei Zhen stared at him.
"Are you dreaming?" Zhang Xianlong's face was full of disdain, and his eyes were full of contempt.
"Do you dare or not?" Lei Zhen shouted, "Captain of the Demon City, I'm asking you, do you dare? If you dare, you dare. If you don't dare, you don't dare. You were dreaming when you swam in the Huangpu River!"
Stimulate him, stimulate him severely with the dreams he had.
"I dare you!" Zhang Xianlong said arrogantly, "Within a hundred sword strikes, as long as you win, I, Zhang Xianlong, will work for you."
“Klang!”
Lei Zhen pulled out his last knife - the dog-leg knife!
Dogleg knife is the common name for the Gurkha knife. It is recognized in the world as the most mechanically compliant recurve knife. It has a wide belly and the blade bends forward, like a dog's leg.
It is heavy enough and is particularly suitable for heavy slashing with a storm, while also having attack modes such as cutting, slicing, and slashing.
The fierce and weird appearance can always ignite endless courage.
But it is not perfect either. In close combat, there will be a fatal flaw - lack of familiarity!
Once you are fully familiar with it, the defects will no longer exist.
"Gurkha Sabre!" Zhang Xianlong narrowed his eyes. "This is the most favored saber among mercenaries. Who are you?"
Many sabers in this era have not yet achieved the power they deserve, but the Gurkha saber has been famous for a long time.
Because of its violence and history as a symbol of courage, this knife became a favorite among mercenaries of this era.
"Subdue your people!"
Lei Zhen jumped up and his whole temperament changed drastically.
He was full of coldness just now, but now he is full of masculinity and strength from head to toe, and the dog-leg knife in his hand is showing a wide opening and closing momentum.
"Bang!"
The heavy swords collided with each other, making a deafening sound.
The two men instantly engaged in a fight, with all their might and moves leaving no room for maneuver, like a fight between a dragon and a tiger!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."
Sparks kept flashing, clearing the gloomy forest of the smell of gunfire and smoke.
It was as if all the oxygen molecules had turned into explosive gunpowder, burning and exploding continuously, falling into unprecedented madness!
“Crack!”
The small tree, as thick as a bowl, was chopped in half by the kitchen knife and fell down heavily.
“Crack!”
The dog-leg knife chopped down at an angle, cutting the small tree that was blocking the two people in half.
Zhang Xianlong was retreating and Lei Zhen was attacking.
From the moment he held the knife, it was impossible for him to take a step back.
It was not the dog-leg knife that gave him courage, but the scorpion claw knife and triangular thorn in front that laid the groundwork and allowed him to thoroughly understand the opponent's attack and defense.
If you are bold and open-minded, I will be bold and open-minded too. Otherwise, how can I make you submit?
"67 knives!"
Lei Zhen's roar rushed into Zhang Xianlong's ears.
It's already 67 hits, and he has been retreating all the time. He can't figure out what kind of person the other party is: when he is cold and gloomy, he is more cruel than a poisonous snake, and when he is in full swing, he is purely brave and fearless.
What kind of person is this?
Personality determines attacking power. A sinister person only uses sinister moves; a magnanimous person only uses masculine moves.
It is almost impossible to find someone who possesses both extreme attacks at the same time!
“68 knives!”
"69 knives!"
"70 dollars!"
“…”
As Lei Zhensu continued to shout, Zhang Xianlong knew that he could not retreat anymore.
He used the kitchen knife in his left hand to block, then swung the knife in his right hand, changing it to a forehand knife, and slashed it towards Lei Zhen's ribs at an extremely tricky angle.
Here we come!
What Lei Zhen was waiting for was the opponent changing his tactics!
He stopped the dog-leg knife fiercely, slid it diagonally to the upper right, used the strength of his waist to drive his arm, and then poured all his strength into his wrist.
He turned sideways and chopped the opponent's neck horizontally.
Zhang Xianlong was shocked. His body was still moving forward and he had not expected Lei Zhen to change his moves. He was about to hit the dog-leg knife and had to pull back both swords to block it.
The body temporarily loses balance at this moment.
"Bang!"
Sparks flew.
The two opposite forces present a superimposed effect at the moment of collision.
"call--"
Zhang Xianlong's body was pulled up by this force, and he flew into the air, face up and back down.
"boom!"
Lei Zhen kneed him hard in the waist, knocking the leader of the Demon City out in mid-air.
"Um!"
With a muffled sound of pain, Zhang Xianlong hit the tree and then fell to the ground. After rolling back, he stood up forcefully.
"roar!"
A beast-like roar burst out from his chest and his legs trembled wildly.
“Snap!”
The sound of a lighter lighting a cigarette was heard.
Lei Zhen was already sitting on the rock opposite, crossing his legs and smoking.
"88 dollars."
"Three, two, one, down."
With a thud, Zhang Xianlong fell to the ground, the bulging veins on his face and neck revealing his extreme unwillingness, but he couldn't stand up.
The waist is the source of all human strength.
His waist was severely injured, and even if he managed to stand up, he couldn't swing the knife...
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