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Chapter 121 Are there any masters?

"Hongzakura ancient ninjutsu, empty cicada (note ①)."

While leaving the body of the "talking tree" as a substitute, Feng Xue had already fallen into the trench. As a cigarette twisted, the sharp dagger took the lives of several people in an instant.

"I still overestimated you. This can't even be called a trench. It can only be called a hiding place for soldiers."

Feng Xue, who was moving forward on the corpses, finally had time to see the situation inside the pit clearly. Compared with the trenches that required all kinds of details to ensure combat capability, this trench was dug straight, and dozens of soldiers staying in it only had enough time to turn around.

Although several side steps can ensure a round of sneak attacks and escape from the trench after shooting, once someone enters the trench from the side, the advantage in numbers will be completely lost.

At this moment, Feng Xue was as if he was in a canyon that could only accommodate two people standing side by side. He found that his soldiers wanted to raise their guns and shoot in panic, but were restricted by the stone walls on both sides.

As the saying goes, when two brave men meet in a narrow road, the brave prevails. In such a narrow area, weapons that are too long have no room to play their role, and it is difficult for guns in the rear to pass over friendly forces and attack the enemy.

As for the front row, with a distance of only one or two meters, he wouldn't even have time to pull the trigger, as the muzzle of the gun would be deflected, and what would await him would be a fatal blow.

However, after he easily knocked down a dozen Hongying soldiers, a dazzling blue light suddenly exploded, and a thin man with a pair of sinister murderous eyes stood in front of him.

He stepped on the corpses of his compatriots without any scruples. Even though they were in a narrow corridor less than one and a half meters wide, he managed to flexibly block Feng Xue's three consecutive thrusts.

"Interesting!" Looking at this architect, Feng Xue finally realized that he had underestimated the Hongying soldiers. Although most of them were ordinary cannon fodder, it was definitely not a coincidence that he would encounter an architect after killing a dozen people.

I believe that in these trenches, there should be such a "mainstay" arrangement every dozen people. This can also explain the other side's confidence in using hundreds of people to intercept the convoy escorted by the special forces.

However, Feng Xue did not feel the slightest bit frustrated about this situation, or rather, this kind of fight was exactly what he wanted to see.

He had basically been using firearms during his twenty-year career as a killer, and although he had learned martial arts and barrage techniques to the master level from Wolf during his fourteen years as a phantom thief, he had rarely had the opportunity to fight head-on with masters.

Those little hooligans before were so unskilled that they were not worth mentioning, but now that he met a master, it immediately aroused the urge in his heart to "put the tricks he had learned so hard into practice."

"Qiang!"

The collision of the blades lasted only a moment, and in the narrow corridor, the two men, less than 20 cm apart, danced a dance of death in which a momentary mistake could be fatal.

The interweaving of footsteps, the swinging of the blade, the dancing of the body, the ups and downs of breathing, every detail represents the distance between life and death. In the death game where life and death are only one step away, Feng Xue's reaction speed, which has increased by 33%, has exerted an unimaginable advantage at this time.

There is no need for any martial arts realm. With just basic qualities, Feng Xue is already able to anticipate the enemy's moves and interrupt and block the opponent before he makes a move.

He didn't know how frustrated his opponent was at the moment. He only knew that the feeling of accurately reading every attack intention of the enemy and interrupting the opponent before he could make a move was really exciting! Swish...

In just five seconds, the two had exchanged dozens of moves. The golden light on Feng Xue's body was as hot as a flame, while the electric light on his opponent's body had dimmed to the point that it was as imperceptible as static electricity on an autumn sweater.

Five seconds, just five seconds, but this Hongying architect seemed to have lived a long life. All the pride and confidence accumulated in the first half of his life were completely shattered in these short five seconds.

Invincible, even unstoppable!
The guy in front of me is a monster that I can't even understand!

Hongying Architect, who had completely lost his will to fight, loosened the weapon in his hand and knelt on the ground as if he had lost his soul. Feng Xue did not deliver a fatal blow, but directly passed over his empty body and continued to chase the soldiers who were trying to escape from the trenches.

On the battlefield, architects have both advantages and disadvantages. With firm beliefs, they can provide a large amount of morale bonus and improve the combat effectiveness of soldiers in all aspects, but when their will is completely broken, they will become a help to the enemy.

Feeling the G·I particles emitted by the heart-broken architect merging into his own G·I force field, Feng Xue's smile grew brighter. The dagger in his hand seemed to be coated with a layer of silver light. As he chopped, no matter it was flesh, bones, or weapons made of steel, all of them became as soft as butter in front of a hot knife.

Another architect stood in front of him, but his defeat was even faster than the previous one. Feng Xue seemed to be playing a side-scrolling game. He killed a few soldiers to hit an elite, and then killed a few soldiers to hit an elite. In less than half a minute, more than fifty enemies in a trench were all defeated by him, and the only ones who could breathe were the four dispirited architects who looked like zombies.

Feng Xue exerted force on his feet and jumped out of the trench, and what greeted him was the crackling sound of gunfire like popping beans.

A large number of bullets swept towards him with overwhelming momentum. If it were half a minute ago, he would probably have no choice but to go back into the trench and wait for death. But now, with the help of four Hongying architects, Feng Xue actually rushed up despite the barrage of bullets!
A pair of bayonets were waving in his hands, and at an incomprehensible speed, he actually cut down all the waves of bullets. The unimaginable scene impacted the will of the Hongying soldiers. They realized that the command was wrong and immediately ordered to stop shooting. However, Feng Xue, who was blessed with the knowledge that "this guy's speed is too fast to be understood", turned into a ray of light!

His body was like a fallen leaf in the wind, floating in a graceful arc, but all the matter that blocked this line was pulled down by the earth the next moment.

The place where the breeze should have blown turned into a mirror-like gap. The broken limbs and the miserable screams gave the mountain an eerie and hideous look.

"Ahhhh-"

Suddenly, amidst the sharp and miserable wails, a distinctive roar suddenly sounded, and a swollen figure tore the military uniform, and purple electric currents like thunder in a rainstorm surrounded him.

The anger in his eyes seemed real, and at that moment, the originally one-sided G·I particles suddenly began to change.

Feng Xue, who was about to leave, paused, turned his head and looked at Officer Hongying who seemed to have transformed into a Super Saiyan, with a crazy smile on his face.

"There are still experts?!"

(End of this chapter)