Chapter 302 Chinese Warriors

Zero was killed in battle, and the fourth regiment of Tears of the Sea was killed.

"I haven't been so happy for such a long time."

The assassins breathed a sigh of relief. It was really wonderful to cut an elite group as a vegetable. Even if they squat for the next hour, they would be willing.

"Why are there only 47 kill records?" A voice suddenly appeared in the team.

"Did you miss someone?"

The two teams walked around in the direction of Gukou to check if there were any missing invisible assassins. They are the assassin profession, and all skills are single attacks. For latent units, they can only be detected by approaching. He didn't notice the strangeness for a long time. Black Wings shook his head helplessly and was about to give up. He looked up and saw Yanfeng walking a few steps towards the valley and said coldly to the void:

Are you optimistic? There is only one swordsman plus two teams of assassins. Go back and tell Emperor Lei that if you want to stop us from entering the lost land, it's better to stay there for a day and a night!"

The red and blue sword light passed by, and a cyan soul dust flashed in the dark.

"This pervert..."

When the two teams of assassins saw this scene, they were not only shocked, but also stunned. They made up their minds not to provoke this horrible figure in the future.

On the edge of the divine stone, the leader's elemental master saw the thin assassin with gray leather armor appeared beside him and frowned and said, "Night demon, didn't I tell you not to do it? Why did you still hang up?"

"I didn't take action..."

There was no trace of blood on the thin assassin's pale cheeks. From the surprise of seeing Yanfeng approaching to the shock when the latter came to him, when he noticed the cold eyes, there was only fear in his body and mind: "He can see me..."

The cold voice was still ringing around his ears, as if the shadow of death had lasted for a long time. For the first time, he felt that his soul was trembling. It was an extreme fear that would not occur even in the face of the powerful Thunder Emperor, as deep as a brand.

The leader elementalist noticed the change in his expression and guessed what special might happen after his death, and asked in a low voice:

"This is just a game. Do you need to be afraid of this? Did you see their team clearly?

The thin assassin suddenly woke up, and his pale face finally turned into an embarrassing blood red. He said in a trembling voice:

"In addition to the two teams of assassins, there is only one Yan Feng. He... He asked me to bring it back and said that if he wanted to stop them from entering the lost land, at least they would stay in Gukou for a day and a night..."

This is said in the team channel. Lei Di and others heard it really well. Everyone was angry and shocked, and they hated Yan Feng's cunning, clean and neat methods even more.

"Fuck, this guy is so arrogant that he thinks that he can deal with our tears with two teams of single-output assassins alone? I don't believe there's anything I can do with him!" Tyrannosaurus Rex clenched his fists, and his nails were deep in the flesh.

Lei Di's eyebrows were deep, but his face was extremely calm, but everyone present knew that this was a sign of his seriousness. After listening to the statement of the night demon, Lei Di asked:

"Do you think he can 'see' see you?"

"At that time, I retreated to the entrance of the Lost Land. The two teams of assassins searched for Gukou, but he came towards me, and his eyes... kept staring at me, as if they knew I was there." Night Devil replied truthfully, and there was still a little fear in his heart.

"Can you see the invisible state?!"

Silence, suffocating silence, but behind the silence is a stormy wave. May I ask, when an assassin's invisibility is useless to the enemy, what other advantages does he have?

"What do you think?" Lei Di turned around and looked calmly at the most powerful assassin "Stalker" in the tears of the sea.

This is a young man with a cold and handsome face, with short golden hair, blue eyes, a handsome nose, sexy lips and chin, and a strange temperament that people dare not approach too much.

"The profession designed by Eden has a certain balance, and there is no skill to detect invisible units on a large scale. I think he may find the position of the Daredevil in other ways, such as the sound..." The Stalker's voice was flat, but in a word.

"Sound?"

Everyone was stunned. They couldn't even hear the ordinary voice so far away. How could they hear the slight footsteps of movement?

"I know a professional Sanda player in the Sanda Club. He is very strong and has never lost in the 70kg class, but he told me that Sanda is just an ordinary fighting skill, much worse than Muay Thai, and even worse than Chinese Kung Fu. I am very interested in Chinese martial arts and asked him a lot about Chinese kung fu. Because of his common hobbies, he showed me a video of fighting. Several Chinese martial artists in the video fought desperately. The way they fought was very different from the Chinese kung fu we saw in movies and competitions. The moves were deadly, and the speed was so fast that they couldn't even see them clearly. Since then, I have known that the Chinese kung fu we have been paying attention to is just a little skin. The real Chinese kung fu can punch the stone slab, fly the rock to walk the wall, and listen to the sound!" The stalker's blue eyes sparkled with a glow of tinging, and the affirmative expression on his face could not even be questioned by others.

Fisting crushed stone slabs, flying rocks walking on the wall, listening to the sound to identify the position... What an incredible thing. If you hear this from others, most people present will think that it is a false lie. But the stalking is a taciturn person, and being able to say so much shows his persistence and seriousness.

"Do you think Yanfeng is a Chinese martial artist?" Lei Di was shocked.

The stalker shook his head: "I'm not sure. It is rumored that Chinese martial artists don't like to ostentat, let alone get involved in ordinary online games. Maybe Eden is too special to attract them.

"If it's you, are you sure to avoid the attention of 'Wuator'?" Lei Di couldn't help asking.

The stalker said with a serious expression, "There are also levels of Chinese warriors. There are only a few martial artists who can 'listen to the sound and identify the position'. If Yanfeng really has this instinct, even I can't be spared... Let me go to the lost place again."

Lei Di frowned and said, "Are you alone? Do you want to form a team of assassins?"

"Hmm." The stalking nodded slightly, and the dark red figure directly turned into a blue light.

The assassins of the five regiments of the tears of the sea were also transmitted together with the acquiescence of Emperor Lei. The three teams of elite assassins followed the stalker into the mouth of the ring valley and disappeared, but they were surprised to find that the stalker was swaggering in.

At this time, Yanfeng sat on a huge tree pole and saw a lonely figure in Gukou from afar. He couldn't help showing a sneer at the corners of his mouth:

"Interesting, is it a separate battle? Or do you want to gather the assassin team like us?

He didn't know the stalker's guess, but this situation did surprise him. Summon the fire dragon to release the wings of the fire dragon, slipped from the tree pole to the ground, and flew to the mouth of the valley in the surprised eyes of the black wings and others. When the stalker saw him flying straight over, he was in the middle of his arms and told the people behind him:

"You stay here. If I die, evacuate directly!"

As the top assassin of real-time competition, the Stalker has a high prestige in the Tears of the Sea Guild. The three elite assassins did not dare to resist his words and answered in unison, "Yes!"

"Let me see your tricks!" The Stalker's face was full of fortitude. He was eager to verify whether Yan Feng belonged to the kind of person he had been fascinated by, and even hoped that he could die here.

"Invisible?"

Looking at the dark red assassin's figure gradually fading into the dim night, Yanfeng stopped in mid-air and began to figure out the other party's intention: "Invisibility in front of me, do you want to see if I can detect your position? If Tears of the Sea wants you to solve me, it will disappoint me. In this case, I'll add some ingredients for you..."

In the defensive battle of the Storm Camp, he has seen the strength of the stalker. Although the reaction and technology are quite excellent, there is still a big gap compared with Yan Bing, Xiaoqian, Qiu Han and others.

The stalker stopped for a while, and then moved slowly along the grass-free open space on the right. His eyes kept staring at Yan Feng's reaction. Seeing that the latter suddenly raised his sword, his heart was shocked.

"Bang! si——”

The huge thunder exploded a few meters away from him, which stunned him: "What's the matter? Didn't he find me?"

Yan Feng raised his hand and waved down. Lie Yan devoured, ice sealed, and Lie Yan cut. 20 seconds later, there was another wave of cycles. The distance was close, which surprised the stalker, and the doubt in his heart gradually deepened: "Was the night demon discovered in a special state at that time?"

At this moment of stuning, a blue light suddenly flashed in the corners of his eyes, and then his body fell into an extremely frozen state. The 70% full-effect deceleration of the frozen field made him unable to even take a small step.

"Is it a coincidence? Or is it intentional? The stalking's heart began to blur. At this moment, he hoped that it was the former, otherwise it would be terrible for a warrior opponent with such amazing wisdom.

Yan Feng seized the right time. In the state where the stealthor began to waver and did not give up, he "randomly" cut him off and burst him out. And there is no suspense in the next battle, and the end of the Stalker is only--

Death.

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The city is so lively during the Lantern Festival. The fireworks sounded and dazzling, and I could only stand on the balcony and look at it for a while.

Without sweet dumplings and no beautiful women, this night is doomed to insomnia.

Many friends sent messages of condolences in the evening, which always allowed me to calm down and write carefully. Thank you to those who still care about me, and thank you for your support.

I wish you all have a good dream at the Lantern Festival.