"Clang, clang, clang!" The sound of crisp clashing and sparks flying erupted as the Black Shadow wielded a long knife, forming a screen of blades before him, astonishingly deflecting all the bullets. With a powerful push from the ground, his body catapulted forward like an arrow released from a bow, chasing rapidly and ready to strike with a cold, detached killing aura.
Luo Zheng's face changed dramatically; he had heard Tiger King ntion that once you reach a certain level in knife mastery, you can deflect incoming bullets with it. Initially, Luo Zheng didn't believe it, but to his surprise, it turned out to be true, and he was experiencing it firsthand. Seeing the opponent's fierce slash approaching, carrying a sharp wind, Luo Zheng was taken aback, tripped over sothing underfoot while retreating, and his body fell backward. In the air, he twisted strangely; the vicious strike from the Black Shadow nearly brushed past Luo Zheng's chest, carrying a chilling breath of death.
"Phew!" Luo Zheng exhaled heavily, feeling like he had taken a trip around the edge of death, anger flared instantly, he roared explosively, his body spun, a whip-like kick launched fiercely at the opponent, quick like a thunderstroke. The opponent's move had already been used, and the long knife couldn't be withdrawn in ti, coupled with the sudden counterattack from Luo Zheng, avoiding it was unachievable.
"Thud!" The muffled sound of a leg slamming into an abdon followed as the Black Shadow staggered back two steps before stabilizing, looking at Luo Zheng with so surprise. Luo Zheng couldn't believe that the opponent just took two steps back as if unscathed — his risky strike seemingly had no effect, causing him to be astonished, exposing himself further and continuing to fire shots at the opponent.
At this mont, Luo Zheng was shocked to find that the Black Shadow seed to evaporate into thin air, causing panic as he realized trouble was looming. His feet accelerated backward, and as he just managed to do so, a sharp killing intent was upon him; there was no ti to react, his body instinctively lunged sideways, rolling two tis, his gun continuing to blaze.
"Bang, bang, bang!" Luo Zheng was firing at the fast-moving Black Shadow in the night sky, which seed only a fleeting sensation, bending the bullets around constantly. Knowing he was facing a top-level master, beyond his capability to handle, his competitive spirit soared, fueled by a surge of blood courage.
"Roar—!" Luo Zheng bellowed, tossing the emptied pistol towards the Black Shadow, his hands grabbed so nails from his belt. The two were already in close combat, reloading would simply accelerate his demise, unable to do so, he must constantly attack, using assaults for defense.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!" Luo Zheng's nails flew out like lightning, yet he saw them sinking as if into the sea without any trace of effect, causing alarm. Observing the Black Shadow charging once more, his eyes widened, exploding with a terrifying fighting spirit, advancing instead of retreating, counterattacking against the Black Shadow.
Faced with a top-level expert in a decisive encounter, only bravery leads to victory; fleeing would only hasten death. Gunfire echoed beside him; knowing Ghost Hand was in a gunfight with other enemies, unable to provide support, survival now depended solely on risking one's life to fight.
Luo Zheng suddenly steeled himself, evading the opponent's lightning-fast slash, lightning nails aid at the Black Shadow's outer knee, three inches below the kneecap, at the Zu San Li Acupoint on the outer shin, intending to strike it. Once hit, the lower limbs would numb, losing agility. However, he realized the nails couldn't pierce the opponent's clothing, giving an unexpected shock, seeing the opponent suddenly kick fiercely, his hands instinctively grasping the opponent's ankle, leveraging the kick's force, propelling his body about ten ters forward, crashing into a large tree, then dropping down. Luckily, being prepared, he was uninjured.
"Hiss?" Luo Zheng crawled up, cautiously staring at the motionless Black Shadow ahead, his face as grave as iron.
"Are you the Ghost?" The Black Shadow suddenly spoke coldly, using international lingua.
"Are you a Japanese?" Luo Zheng countered coldly.
"Baka!" The Black Shadow roared angrily, the only visible eyes emitted a frighteningly fierce light, stating coldly, "It's not unjust for you to die under my blade."
"It's not unjust for you to die by my hand either." Luo Zheng retorted coldly, his heart tightened, forcing himself to muster strength, unexpectedly facing a top-level master, a person almost at elite soldier king pinnacle while Luo Zheng had only just stepped into elite soldier king novice level — discussing strength, he clearly stood no chance, what to do?
"Rat-tat-tat!" Suddenly a batch of intense gunfire erupted from behind as Hook shouted, "We are here."
"Clang, clang, clang!" The Black Shadow deployed a blade net again, deflecting all the incoming bullets, sparks flew wildly. Whether he completely deflected them Luo Zheng couldn't know, but he was certain of one thing — the opponent was wearing a top-tier bullet-resistant vest, with stealth capabilities. This was Japan's top military research product, which Luo Zheng had witnessed while guarding the military research institute, ordinary bullets couldn't penetrate it, only a headshot could.
At this thought, Luo Zheng shouted loudly, "Aim for the head."
Hook, unsure, still bellowed, as a large group of tribal ard forces quickly elevated their aim, yet the bullets were still repelled by the blade net. Then, like a flash, the Black Shadow charged towards Hook, Luo Zheng panicked, shouting fiercely, "Scatter, run." With a mighty foot stomp, his body shot towards the Black Shadow like a fired cannonball.
"Roar!" The Black Shadow suddenly sped up, long knife swirling, swerving away from Luo Zheng's collision, slashing viciously at Hook. Startled by the unexpected speed, Hook froze, unable to react, standing stunned, causing Luo Zheng great anxiety.
"Bang, bang, bang!" Suddenly a burst of rapid shots targeted the Black Shadow's head; fearing those shots, the Black Shadow twisted his body, dodging the incoming bullets, roaring, swinging his knife once more at Hook.
After a mont of bewildernt, Hook reacted, avoiding hastily as soone leapt to intercept. The Black Shadow's ferocious slash cleaved that person in two at the waist, blood spiraled crazily, and the Black Shadow charged into the crowd, the long knife dancing furiously, swiftly slicing down three more tribal ard mbers.
Luo Zheng was enraged, shouting, "Scatter." With a power stomp, he lunged at the Black Shadow — if Hook died, this battle couldn't be fought, the Black Shadow had to be stopped, despite the opponent's phenonal skills, even if charging would an death, as a soldier, Luo Zheng feared nothing, could fear nothing, his eyes held only the will to fight.
"Scatter, hold off the outside enemies." It was Ghost Hand's triple burst shots that had broken the deadlock; witnessing this scene, Ghost Hand was equally furious, shouting while rushing in to assist.
Hook knew the Black Shadow was formidable, not sothing his n could resist, rapidly retreating, seeing nearby enemies attacking, his expression turned cold. Swiftly commanding the troops to defend on-site, while shouting angrily, opening fire in retaliation.
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