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Chapter 29: Day 7: No Time to Mourn Zhao Yingkong (Over 1 Collections, Updates, st Update)
What is the most important thing for an assassin.

Is it strength? Is it speed? Is it determination? Or something else?
No, it is a normal mind, a normal mind that takes life and death lightly.

"It's not a vendetta, nor is it a massacre. Assassins simply accept missions and kill people. This is just our job, no different from being a chef, gardener, or teacher."

"We can use knives, swords, guns, poison, accidents, even a folding stool can be used as a means of killing. Although we can use any means, we often only have one chance to act."

"Therefore, we must seize the opportunity to strike. To do this, we must maintain a calm mind, neither anxious nor irritable, neither anxious nor angry, neither sad nor discouraged."

This was the assassin's code that her mentor taught her when she was five years old.

Even if your friends are being slaughtered before your eyes, you must not act rashly. Even if the mission may fail at any time, you must not be anxious. You must be like a stone, hiding yourself and your murderous intent.

It was because of his emotional errors that the enlightenment teacher developed an inappropriate hatred towards the object of the mission, which led to the failure of the mission and the loss of two eyes, a hand, and his best brother.

Stay calm, be patient and persevere.

Until the moment the opportunity arises!
This is the creed that Zhao Yingkong has always adhered to. She knows very well that in battle, any emotional fluctuation may lead to fatal consequences.

When Sukuna appeared, she did not attack.

When Zheng Zha's arm was cut off, she did not take action.

Even when Sukuna was knocked away by Zheng Zha, she did not take action.

Because she knew that was not an opportunity.

When the gene lock was fully unlocked, Zhao Yingkong's eyes were as cold as ice, but his aura had completely disappeared.

Just when Sukuna tore Zheng Zha's arms apart and his attention was slightly distracted, time seemed to freeze.

It's now!

She was like an old hunter who suddenly emerged from the darkness. The high-frequency dagger in her hand flashed a cold light in the air without even making a sound, and silently slashed towards the opponent's throat.

brush--

A bloody line was cut on Sukuna's neck. The high-frequency dagger applied high-frequency vibrations of thousands of hertz to the material. No matter whether it was the human body or steel, it was no different from tofu in front of the blade.

Not deadly enough!

As a master of human anatomy and a doctor of homicide, Zhao Yingkong knew very well that the previous knife attack had been dodged by half and was not enough to kill the monster in front of him.

So, without any hesitation, she held the dagger in reverse, and gracefully used the force of her body in the air, like a blooming flower of death. Her movements were precise and deadly, and she stabbed towards Sukuna's head again at an even faster speed.

As he advanced, Zhao Yingkong's body suddenly lurched, barely dodging an invisible slash while locked in his genetic state. Unfortunately, his right arm was severed at the wrist, and blood splattered like a blooming blood flower.

The originally powerful attack was broken in the blink of an eye.

[So fast! The invisible slash was launched so quickly!]

Ignoring the pain of having her palm severed, Zhao Ying's mind raced, and she did not choose to retreat. Instead, she immediately took the high-frequency dagger from the severed hand that was still falling in the air, and gripped it again, sweeping and stabbing it across, determined to behead the enemy.

All the actions were completed in an instant, and almost no one could react. Once stabbed, it only took one second for Zhao Yingkong to crush the opponent's brain.

"I said, that's about right."

Sukuna's cold voice broke Zhao Yingkong's expectations.

what!
What Zhao Yingkong didn't expect was that the dagger in her hand only stabbed the air.

Sukuna's body moved backward ten centimeters, just avoiding the dagger's attack range.

[It's hard to understand, how did he dodge it? ]

Her thoughts were constantly changing, but the current situation did not allow her to think too much. Since she had lost the initiative, the assassin's most critical first attack had been cracked.

Then he could only fight to the death. After all, the Lord God would not give him another chance. He turned the dagger in his left hand into a straight grip and suddenly stabbed it towards Sukuna's temple.

"Didn't you hear me? I said, it's okay."

Zhao Yingkong couldn't move forward anymore because she found that the arm she had just raised had disappeared out of thin air.

Sukuna's slash was faster than her reaction speed, and in less than 0.1 second, she cut off the remaining left hand.

How could an assassin without arms possibly carry out his mission?

Bang——

As the hand broke off, the high-frequency dagger fell to the ground.

Sukuna didn't even glance at Zhao Yingkong. Instead, he squatted down and picked up the dagger. He carefully examined it before his eyes and marveled at it. "Strange material! It's clearly not a cursed tool, yet it's so sharp it seems to be imbued with cursed power. Is this modern human technology?"

"Ah, what a pity! If I had been stabbed by you, I might have really died."

click-

The hard dagger was broken by two fingers, and the scrap metal was thrown away. Sukuna yawned and said with some dissatisfaction:

"Ah, this is getting a bit boring. How about I kill all of you, extract your souls, and then interrogate you thoroughly."

That kind of terror, that kind of contempt, that kind of attitude of seeming to not care about anything, reminded Zhao Yingkong of that man, the man who destroyed all her good things, the man who used the blood of his companions to decorate his clothes just to prove his so-called magnanimity.

——Zhao Zhuikong!
Her calm state of mind was shattered, and an unprecedented resentment burned in her heart. That anger was like a raging flame, almost completely devouring her sanity.

A surge of power seemed to burst out of her body again. This anger made her ignore all the pain and rush towards the monster with all her strength: "You bastard!"

"What on earth do you take us for?!"

Even if I don't have arms, I'll kick with my legs, bite with my teeth, butt with my head, no matter what I use -

I--

What am I going to do—

Zhao Yingkong's mind went blank. After that moment, she felt her body light and fluttering.

What happened to me, where did I come to——

[Yingkong, I didn't expect that you would encounter such a tough enemy so soon.] A chuckle sounded in her ears. It was a very familiar voice, but she couldn't remember who it was.

who are you?
【Hehe, I am you, Yingkong】

Am I dead?

「Ah, this situation is getting bad. I might actually die this time. There’s really nothing I can do.」

I can't die, I haven't taken revenge on that man yet!

I want revenge!

「Ahh, what a terrifying obsession! The method used back then seemed too reckless.」

what are you saying?
[It's nothing, you won't remember everything anyway. Unfortunately, there's nothing I can do now, Yingkong. I can only pray that your teammates can perform a miracle.]

Really? Really? Well, come on, everyone—

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