Chapter 106 Qualified

"Die." While making the death sentence, Yourun's fingers pulled the trigger and the crossbow shot quickly. In the blink of an eye, the arrow shot in front of Ryan. It was not until then that she heard the sound of the machine and saw the crossbow trembling.

With an arrow shot, Youlun had put down his vigilance in his heart. He was already thinking about whether he should cut off the head of the woman opposite him as a certificate to complete the task. After all, the reward for the girl's life was rich enough to make the bitter monk crazy.

Unexpectedly, Ryan easily turned his head and dodged the crossbow.

Seeing this scene, Yourun opened his eyes wide, and his eyes were almost staring out. For a moment, he had no idea in his mind, only a big question. How could it be?

How did she do it? It seems that only a few legends who stand at the peak can dodge the shooting of crossbows at close range. Youlun has never seen such a person, so he has always thought that this is just nonsense and a legend. Can human beings do this kind of thing? Is it a coincidence? Does it belong to this girl's luck? Is it possible that there is really a god emperor in heaven protecting this girl?

It can only be explained in this way. Ryan is just an intermediate member of the Nighthawk organization. Her specialty is stealing. How can such a girl have such a terrible combat effectiveness?

What a lucky child.

Although he was very surprised, Youlun's hand was not idle for a moment. While facing Ryan, he stepped back at the same time and carefully maintained the distance between the two. At the same time, he quickly stringed the small crossbow and installed an arrow. Luck alone could not save your life. Youlun's heart was fierce. He gritted his teeth and looked at Ryan, who rushed towards him, with another arrow.

The scene that made the executioner collapse happened again. Almost at the moment when Youlun pulled the trigger, Ryan reacted as if she could predict the future. She took a big step, and the crossbow flew over her body. Ryan dodged the shooting of the crossbow again.

If the first time can be interpreted as Ryan's luck, then the second dodge can only be called inconceivable. The distance between the two is fast. At this moment, Youlun has no time to launch the third crossbow. Although the crossbow is small, the arrow can easily penetrate the refined leather armor, and its power is not bad. However, the only disadvantage is that the launch frequency is a little slow. Just like Youlun, a veteran only has the opportunity to launch two arrows in this situation. The crossbow was useless. You Lun shook his hand and smashed the crossbow at Ryan, hoping to slow down Ryan's speed. After smashing the crossbow, he quickly took out a small bottle from his waist, opened the cork with one hand, and splashed the potion on the blade of the dagger.

This is poison. Originally, it was a fine job to apply poison to the blade of the dagger. It can't be splashed. The poison is itself a valuable thing. It is not to mention wasteful, and the effect is also poor. But now Youlun has no time to paint it carefully. Ryan held a long sword in his hand, hit the crossbow with his sword body, and rushed over slowly.

Youlun no longer retreated. His knees were slightly bent, he held a dagger knife, and his eyes looked at Ryan like a poisonous snake. He hoped to see hesitation, panic or other expressions on Ryan's face. After all, facing a sharp blade is completely different from facing a poisonous blade. An excellent poison can magnify the threat of the sharp blade ten times, and it can also bring a series of advantages. Yourun has experienced many dangers and has met a person more powerful than him more than once. But once he holds a poisonous blade, the other party will begin to hesitate more or less, and his movements will begin to be cautious, and the rhythm of the whole battle will change accordingly. Change.

This is a psychological deterrent. Many warriors are not afraid of injury. Being cut by a knife or being pulled open by a dagger is just the norm for soldiers. Most brave people are not afraid of knife wounds, but they are afraid of the unknown poison of the blade.

But Lane hasn't changed at all. She didn't say, "You scumbag." Such nonsense did not stop at all. The sword in her hand was as decisive as ever, and even the rhythm of the battle did not change at all.

As if she didn't see what Yoren had done, she maintained her own state and still launched an attack as before.

Lane is so calm that her heart and will are like a rock. She only has her enemies and the sharp sword in her hand in her eyes. Other than that, she is not moved by anything.

What the hell is going on? Is the girl in front of you still Ryan? God Emperor, she is only an 18-year-old girl, and she is not an experienced veteran. How can she have this calmness and determination? When taking over this task, Yourun was still happy that someone gave money for nothing. Now he understands that there is no good thing about money falling from the sky in this world. Money is really not easy to earn. This time, I'm afraid I'm going to work hard.

The two played together again. Ryan held the sword in both hands. The sword was strong, and he could faintly feel a fierce fighting momentum from the sword. The long sword in Lane's hand is mostly slashing and has little defense. At a glance, it can be seen that it is a good swordsmanship to fight against the battlefield. In addition, Ryan is also quite desperate, so this long sword seems more powerful. Originally, this shocked Youlun enough, but Ryan's sword is not only tragic, but also very clever. Of course, it is ingenious for Ryan and sinister for Youlun.

Is this still Ryan? Don't be the swordsman who came running in Ryan's skin. He can not only avoid the close shooting of the crossbow, but also play a long sword so smoothly. Youlun is getting more and more frightened. If it weren't for the professional ethics he has developed over the years, he would have almost turned around and left.

The fierceness of the two lasted for about five minutes, and Ryan had begun to breathe. Although Li had a surprise teaching of her swordsmanship in this month, his physical strength could not be changed in just one month. Women are weaker than men, and it is not easy for Ryan to continue to fight high-intensity and fierce battles for five minutes.

The physical strength can't keep up with the rhythm of the battle. The long sword in Ryan is more or less not so good-looking. Whether it is chopping, cross-cutting, or stabbing, it is more or less deformed. Suddenly, Ryan's feet are crooked, and his whole body staggered. The sword is no longer threatened, and her body reveals a huge void.

Is it because the land under your feet is uneven and you have a sleed? Or is it a long-term trap? Although Youlun had some doubts in his heart, his body made a decision earlier than his brain. The executioner is a senior killer. He will not let go of the opportunity to kill the enemy. At the moment when Ryan's body was crooked, the double daggers in Yourun's hand stabbed out like a poisonous snake. Whatever it is, Ryan can't escape the attack of two daggers in this situation.

Ryan did not show any panicked look. Her body shook, and she stepped on the ground with one foot, and her whole body rushed out like a cannonball. At this moment, Lane was a little unstable? But to Yourun's surprise, she had no intention of avoiding. Instead, she stretched out her hand and met the blade of the dagger. Red suddenly appeared, and the two daggers pierced Lane in the blink of an eye. One dagger pierced the palm of Ryan's hand, and the other pierced her shoulder.

This is not Ryan in the dagger, but Ryan took the initiative to meet the dagger.

Despite the pain on his body, Ryan squeezed out a smile on his face, "I caught you." At the same time, she held the sword in one hand, and her body squatted quickly and rotated. She didn't care about the wound pulled by the dagger on her body, and she didn't care about the blood from her body. The long sword in her hand was still stable, and her sword moves were still smooth in this situation.

In the case of being stabbed by daggers on both sides, Ryan used the lower horizontal chopping. She twisted her body, her legs bent and squatted down. The whole person sank down, and the sword cut horizontally from Youlun's knee. This horizontal chopping was so fast that the long sword cut through Youlun's legs at once, and the executioner's body in an instant. It was divided into three parts, and the two legs under the knee were still standing firmly on the ground, but the body above the knee was so slanted by the force of the chopping. After cutting off Yourun's legs, Ryan did not pause at all. She suddenly stood up and raised her sword. In the blink of an eye, she completed the second slash. A silver light flashed, and the long sword suddenly cut from Yourun's waist.

In the blink of an eye, the two swords were broken, and the blood was sprayed out and spilled on the ground, and Yourun's body fell to the ground. The killer known as the executioner did not close his eyes until he died. He had long known that there would be a day of death, but he never thought that he would die like this and be defeated by a girl he was afraid of without harm. Until he died, Youlun couldn't figure out what made this girl change so much.

Ryan held her sword breathlessly and looked at the dead enemy. It took her a long time to convince herself that she was not a dream now. Everything she saw was real. The executioner Youlun really fell under his sword. After a while, he got rid of himself from the state of trance. Ryan rested for a while before pulling out the dagger inserted in his body, and then used the long sword as a crutch and swayed into the camp.

Ryan has already prepared some simple medical equipment in the camp.

Some clean cloth, a jar of solidified oil, and a jar of live zhur.

It was not until this time that Li came out of the jungle. He looked at what was in Ryan's hand and said strangely, "You played well, especially in the last moment. You were decisive and fierce, on the premise of physical injury, blocked the opponent's attack and defense, and at the same time launched a fatal attack without fear of pain. I appreciate it. It's a wonderful battle. You're qualified. But what are you going to do with those things in your hand?