043 bone needle bloodthirsty
There are several stools in this stone house, and some warriors who are going to play are waiting here. Some people are leaning against the wall and don't know what they are thinking. Some people are relaxing against the wall. The ghost looked at the corner and found an empty seat against the wall and quietly looked at the gladiator here.
From time to time, warriors came in at the door and shouted two numbers, and then the two warriors immediately stood up and looked at each other and went out. Unless they were particularly familiar, no one knew each other's number. Before the warriors came to call the number, no one knew which one in the room was his opponent.
After looking at it for a while, the ghost judged that about four people might be his opponents. They are not the strongest nor the most arrogant, but the unique calmness and murderous spirit oozing from their bones. Only the guys who often wander on the edge of life and death have such momentum!
The bone mosquito needle turned faster and faster in the hand of the ghost. The spirit of the ghost had already secretly penetrated and constantly stirred with the metal elements inside. The atmosphere in the room was tense and depressing, and he was immersed in the exploration of sensing the bone mosquito needle.
If it hadn't been for the gend, the ghost really couldn't feel the state of various elements. At that time, he would only mechanically use spiritual power to order the movements of each element, but now everything is different. The yuan god is like a real divine eye, which allows the ghost to feel the characteristics of each object in essence.
The bone mosquito needle has been dominated by thorns since its design. Agui has been familiar with the center of gravity and feel of the bone mosquito needle for so long. Next, he is waiting to try the feeling of piercing it into the body!
From the speed of coming in and shouting, you can see the time of each game. Because it is a life-and-death battle, everyone has reduced the number of fighting and fancy moves, and they are all using the most concise movements to defeat the opponent to end the fight! Agui silently calculated that a pair of warriors would go out almost every ten minutes, and the number of people in the room did not decrease significantly, because there were constantly warriors like Agui who were preparing to participate in the competition.
"747, 1225, you two are ready. It's your turn to play next!" The warrior at the door reached into his head and shouted.
1225 is indeed one of the four people predicted by the ghost. He is a dark-skinned man. Since the ghost came in, he has been sleeping against the wall with his eyes closed. At this time, he heard someone shouting 1225. The whole man's whole body was like a suddenly launched machine. The strong muscles were fierce and fierce. The momentum spread in an instant, and he slowly opened his eyes and glanced around the room like a lion looking around the territory.
It was almost not a human's eyes flashing with fierce light, and the offensive eyes made many low-level warriors couldn't help lower their heads, while the other three strong men just looked at him and were not affected at all, while the ghost leaned against the corner and continued to play with bone mosquito needles.
The big man did not find out who was his opponent today, so he stood up and walked to the door with a long axe leaning against him. At this time, the ghost sitting in the corner stood up quietly and walked to the door silently like a kitten.
The remaining three strong men were first surprised when they saw the ghost, and then their eyes became awe-inspiring. They were all warriors who had developed a sense of ** in a subtle way. The ghost's thin figure felt like a faint shadow, without any murder but it felt very dangerous.
"Is it a shadow assassin?" The idea came to the hearts of the three people at the same time, and it was the first time they met such an opponent in the arena.
The beast always had a strange premonition of danger. 1225 suddenly turned around when he came to the door. At this time, the ghost followed him with a relaxed expression and nodded in front of him.
1225's eyes first despised, then became curious, and then confused. Finally, the whole person became cautious. Although this 747 is young, it is definitely not as simple as the surface. 1225 believes that the arena can bring them together, not because this 747 is too unlucky, but good. It's like finding a difficult enemy for yourself!
1225 believes that when he enters the state, his body will naturally exude a momentum. If a weak warrior is seized by the momentum as soon as he approaches him, he will be embarrassed and nervous, but the young boy around him does not even change his eyes, or he does not care about his momentum at all, or he will He is an unconscious idiot!
1225 knows that if he treats the ghost as an idiot, he is the biggest idiot!
The two walked to the arena one after the other, and 1225 had begun to move cautiously. In the past, he always felt that the thin opponent was too weak, but the ghost always gave him an unfathomable feeling, and the ghost walking behind him always made him nervous!
The arena has been cleaned up, and the ground has just been sprinkled with a layer of fine sand to cover up the remaining blood stains, but fresh blood still comes out and draws some red flowers on the ground! 1225 strode to the middle and suddenly stopped and turned around, staring at the ghost standing at the door with an axe in both hands!
At this time, the bone mosquito thorn has been held in the hand by the ghost, gently touching the fine pattern and hard edges. The ghost gradually became excited. Fighting is his favorite game, and the opponent in front of him is the ghost's favorite fighting master!
1225's eyes slowly narrowed, and the ferocious light in his eyes not only did not decrease, but all concentrated on the ghost. With the closing of the wooden door, the narrow tomahawk in his hand had roared into the ghost's head!
Naturally, there is no humility in the life-and-death struggle. The ghost has made 1225 feel uncomfortable. He immediately chose the most direct way to destroy the opponent in front of him!
Staring at the field, Zola and Silester felt a flower in front of their eyes. The ghost suddenly softened as if there were no bones. The fierce long-handled axe swept over the ghost's body like a black wind, and even a trace of hair was cut! The ghost under the axe did not stop moving, but quickly rushed to 1225 along the handle of the axe. Zola couldn't figure out how a person could still move quickly in that posture.
Before everyone could see the movement of the ghost, 1225 had roared and punched the approaching ghost. He didn't expect that the boy was so fast. Before his axe could be taken back, he had already run under his nose!
The ghost, who had already been short, could actually twist his body strangely, dodged 1225's big fist, and then suddenly bumped into 1225 like a possessed ghost!
1225 felt as if he had hugged a volcano at that moment, as if several hot lava rushed into his chest!
In the eyes of outsiders, he just bumped, and in the blink of an eye, the two dodged again. At this time, the ghost retreated a few meters away and stood still, while 1225 was stunned. He felt that his chest seemed to be on fire, and those strands of lava actually flipped and rushed out of his body!
1225 instinctively loosened the axe and pressed his chest. The survival instinct told him that if these lava rushed out, he would die!
This time, even Zola didn't see what the ghost was playing. After the two separated, the big man with the axe was stunned on the field. At this time, he grabbed his chest with his hands as if he had lost some baby and watched the ghost wriggle his lips but couldn't speak.
Just when everyone was still wondering, 1225 watched the ghost take a difficult step, followed by the second step, the third step, he walked slower and harder and harder. At this time, his straight back bent down, and his mouth also sounded with a gasp! The strong man seemed to suddenly become a late old man. Before he took the fourth step, he shrank into a group.
"What's going on?" Just when many spectators were still puzzled, 1225 suddenly reached out and grabbed him in the direction of the ghost, as if he wanted to hold the ghost in the palm of his hand! While he stretched out his hand, a stream of thick blood spewed out of his chest and drew bright red blood lines directly in front of 1225!
With a plop, the man who was still alive just now pounced on the ground like this. The dark red blood gradually soaked the fine sand that had just been spread and gushed out from his side!
The strange offensive method, the strange stabbing method, whether it is the audience or the warrior, no one who watched this fight made a sound. Now everyone has an idea in their hearts: "This boy is not a shadow assassin, is it?"
Agui's body and action are really like the legendary shadow assassin, which calmed down the whole field in a moment, but Agui did not care about other people's reactions. He was standing there looking at the bone mosquito needle in his hand with great interest. Just now, he stabbed a total of 1225 four times, two times in the heart and twice in the liver. , and after the bone mosquito sting was stained with blood, there was indeed some reaction, as if a sleeping person suddenly shivered.
The ghost clearly felt that the bone mosquito needle suddenly contracted! Although it was very small, for the delicate ghost, he did feel the bone mosquito sting trembling!
1225's blood and life are like injecting vitality into the bone mosquito needle. When the spirit of the ghost penetrates into the bone mosquito spin again, he was surprised to find that those silent metal elements actually have an active trend! Under the control of the Yuanshen, the spirit of the ghost really feels the change of this bone mosquito needle!
"Interesting weapon..." While thinking, the ghost shook his hand and threw out the blood left in the three-edge groove. He walked back to the door and was still thinking that the bone mosquito needle was still a little defective, that is, the bone mosquito needle that had stabbed people would always leave some blood in the three-edge groove. If you continue to hold it, the blood in the groove will remain along the groove to the handle, which should be a design error.
This is really not considered by the old man. The bone mosquito is originally a blood-sucking creature. Its needle is to bring out the blood of the target. The old man completely imitated the sucking needle of the bone mosquito. As a result, the bone mosquito needle will also bring out a lot of blood.