??Chapter 457: 258 Three Blade Style: Prism World (4000)_1
Chapter 457: 258 Three Blade Style: Prism World (4000)_1
“What a loser, losing so fast…”
Garoro was feeling a severe headache, his peripheral vision had already caught sight of the situation on the other side of the street. Dino had lost, fallen to this blond youth, resulting in him now being surrounded by three people.
This was completely different from Garoro’s initial expectations.
He was cooperating with the Blood Spirit Association, naturally aware of how terrible the high-level Dead Blood’s self-healing ability was. If they couldn’t find the body’s weak point, it would almost be as if they were indestructible.
This characteristic, allowed the Dead Blood to wear down opponents of similar strength. Even if the overall strength of the opponent is much stronger than the Dead Blood, they couldn’t kill it. It was like a piece of sticky candy, a veritable shit-stirrer.
This ti, it was even the Vice President of the Blood Spirit Association Dino, a third stage Indestructible who wasn’t weak even among those ranked “B” in the capacities of the Black chanism, he was in negotiations with Garoro.
Garoro admitted that if it were him attacking, he would also need to unleash a terrifying decapitating blow with all his strength in order to defeat Dino. Otherwise, if the power wasn’t sufficient, Dino could regenerate using his indestructibility.
Such a powerful, high-speed regenerative ability was defeated by that blond youth in such a short ti! This was completely beyond Garoro’s expectations. He originally thought he would hold off Feng Liusi and Sheng Feinan, and then let Dino defeat his opponent. After which, Dino would co over to help, and together they would suppress and eliminate Feng Liusi.
At worst, maintain the current situation. Even with him fighting two alone while elsewhere it was one on one, he could completely accept this. But contrary to his expectations, Dino was quickly defeated, causing Garoro to fall into an unpleasant situation.
This was a joint attack by three veteran fighters, even the Ghost Knife Garoro could face utter ruin if he wasn’t careful!
In his line of sight, three figures were moving at a high speed, leaving a trail of afterimages in the moonlight. They were constantly shifting and changing their movents and footwork, trapping Garoro in the middle.
Showing a clear intention to completely suppress and kill him.
Garoro’s single eye was constantly scanning the surroundings, his right arm holding the knife was in a defensive posture. The refined black spirit surging from his body clashed with the exotic spirits pushing towards him from three directions. His aura was simultaneously battling multiple auras.
“Three against one? You don’t even have the courage to face
one-on-one?” Garoro stared at Feng Liusi, speaking slowly.
“Don’t try to sow discord with your bullshit words…”
“I admit, Ghost Knife, you are indeed very strong. Among those fighters I’ve encountered during my travels, you would be in the top five, maybe even top three. Even with one hand cut off, you are still much better than . The three of us attacking you at once shows respect and approval for your strength. Also, if you had additional manpower at your disposal, you wouldn’t mind being outnumbered, would you? The permanent main island ten years ago, your subordinates were troubleso enough…”
Feng Liusi’s low voice seed to be everywhere, one mont it appeared at Garoro’s left ear, the next mont at his right ear, sotis in front, sotis suddenly appearing behind him.
“Damn, I’d rather not have this kind of respect!”
Garoro cursed inwardly, but his facial expression remained unchanged, only his eyes beca much darker and deeper.
“I really want to avenge that arrow from back then, just need to wait another month or so, I will find an appropriate ti to challenge you. Of course, that’s if you can stay alive to get out…”
All of a sudden, a sharp whistling sound rushed from behind Garoro. It was the eerie whirring sound caused by a fist quickly tearing through the air, like a bird of prey diving.
Whistle!
“Want to kill ? Even if there are three of you, it won’t work!” Garoro swiftly turned and slashed, the pale purple decapitation knife burstingly sliced through the air, hurtling toward his back.
Clang!
The sharp, crisp sound of iron striking resounded in the air, followed by more echoing. Feng Liusi’s punched ripped the silence, and the three of them imdiately launched their attacks with ferocity. Either it was a tricky hand knife, a twisted air fingertip shot, or a cold cross crystal sword. Within 360 degrees, every area had a knife shadow and various afterimages colliding.
Just like a blacksmith, sparks flew across the field. The ringing cries from the trembling collision of blades almost connected into one sound.
Like the bronze wind chis hanging from the eaves jingling.
Cut, stab, shock!
Purple, blue, red. The three curved glows with a tallic sheen unfolded in mid-air, cutting past shadows. Just like a fleeting rainbow, beautiful yet deadly.
Although Garoro only has one arm, his movents were quick to the extre. For Feng Liusi’s three different angles and different purposes of attacks, he could always counter with the most suitable knife, and the most suitable style of swordsmanship to break down the three’s secret martial art technique.
He is indeed a genuine master of swordsmanship.
Casio clashed with him multiple tis, but failed to score any hits.
Instead suffered so minor external injuries.
“Red Mist Finger Gun!”
In one of the blind spots behind Garoro, Casio, who had rotated to this position, seized the opportunity to make a fierce move. He forcibly swung his right arm, fingers shot out like bullets. The dark red bloody streams twisted around them accelerated in a spiral.
Ding!
Like his back had grown eyes, Garoro didn’t even turn his head, but just backhandedly quickly stabbed the knife through the gap between his arm and armpit. The tip of the knife fiercely collided with Casio’s index finger.
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