Chapter 422 Iron Female Warrior 19
Xining quickly raised the diamond circle, but cut it off with a single stroke of the knife.
The scene immediately became excited!
I knew that this thing was a silver-like pewter gun tip, which looked good but was useless. Xining threw away the useless diamond ring and ran for his life!
As soon as her eyes flashed, Miyamoto had already run in front of her, and he was holding the sword in an elegant manner. Suddenly, a strong exotic samurai style appeared, and it felt like he had traveled through time.
Xining stopped, feeling something bad. And the audience cheered even stronger!
She lowered her head and saw that the artificial leather on her arm had been cut by a knife, and artificial blood was seeping out of the damaged area. This blood is not blue, but bright red, and it is brighter than ordinary blood. Made of chicken blood?
The artificial leather is not the machine skin inside and is not connected to the brain, so there is no need to feel pain.
Thinking of Brother Kun's words beforehand, she rolled her eyes and suddenly covered her arms with her hands, showing a painful expression on her face.
There was no pain just now, which proves that the knife is fast. It was only later that I realized that I was injured. It also fits the plot very well!
The Miyamoto in front of her flashed again, and passed her by at an extremely fast speed... causing a scream of surprise.
When I looked down, I saw that my thigh had also been cut... Okay, let's continue pretending to be in pain, wow, what a fast knife!
Miyamoto was not the one who covered her. After going back and forth several times, he slashed her three times on her arms and two times on her legs. Now her whole body looked "bloody" on her hands and feet, and the red "blood" would The clothes were all dyed red, which was really eye-catching.
She also pretended to be limping and trying to escape, and she almost admired her acting skills. This is the charm of "salary". Today is better than last night. Yesterday it was badly chopped and the arm was so painful. Today it doesn't hurt. I'm just pretending.
Facts have proved that if one’s body determines one’s life, being comfortable will bring bad luck!
Miyamoto's knife cut open his left arm, and blue biochemical liquid flowed out, but it was mixed with the original "blood", making the color darker, and it was hard to tell what it was.
This time it really hurt. Xining was so painful that tears and mucus came out from his nose. Next time, he might just disable the skin feeling setting. It won't hurt but will be better.
When Miyamoto swished back and forth three or four more times, her legs and arms were cut open several more times, and the intense pain made her feel that something was wrong.
Yesterday, the "Crazy Sword" was actually merciless. He just kept slashing at her arm. Otherwise, such a long sword, a five-meter-long sword, could split her head open with one strike, so why bother to attack her all at once? Her arm greeting?
Miyamoto probably did this because he wanted her to suffer more before she died.
At this time, facing the exit, what I saw were small oil drums, and a fat man and a thin man screaming and jumping at the exit, but their screams were covered up by the noise of the audience.
The scene catered to the effect of darkness, with only a cluster of lights sweeping back and forth. When you scanned them, you could clearly see the anxiety on their faces. But Miyamoto didn't see it, because his back was turned. When Miyamoto dodged behind her and slashed her arm again, leaving her in agony, the light had already swept over and their faces could not be seen clearly. The dancing looks like cheering.
I understood immediately, I didn’t know what the problem was, but something was definitely wrong!
Watching Miyamoto turn around, a drop of red and blue mixed into a coquettish, rich rose-red color, slowly slipped from the blade and dripped on the ground. There was murderous intent in his eyes. He was not pretending, he really wanted to kill her.
Two minutes, one minute has passed. Even if her head is cut off, no matter how long she waits, it will not exceed five minutes. The way to kill her is to cut her head into two or four pieces like a melon, then send her to the crematorium.
There was another flash before the eyes, and the audience exclaimed...
It was broken into two pieces, and half of it slipped from the flat cut...but it was not Xining's head, but the diamond circle.
The diamond ring is made of metal anyway, and it was cut like tofu, with the fractures neat and shiny. Fortunately, the diamond circle blocked it. If it were her head, wouldn't she be dead? No matter what your acting skills are, just run away!
Xining covered his head with both arms and ran away. When running back and forth, the head must be saved first. You can press on anything else, but the head is original. Even if you don't die, if your appearance is ruined, you can only replace it with a metal one. You must know that the tax imposed on a reformer with only a brain and no shell is even more powerful!
"Shua~" The figure flashed past, and when she came to her senses, her left arm fell off.
The blue biochemical liquid surged out from the severed arm. Damn it, it hurt like hell!
The speed was too fast, and the figure and the light of the sword were seen passing by, and the opponent's movements were not clear. This time he was dead!
You can't die. There are still fifty seconds left. If you survive, it will be a draw.
The severed arm cannot be used. As an ordinary model, it can destroy even a plate, so it is impossible to block such a sharp samurai sword. She picked up a metal bar on the ground and used it as a club. Again, the metal here was much harder than her arm. The metal bar was thick enough, and her right arm was strong enough to handle it.
No more running away. Anyway, he couldn't outrun Miyamoto who was as fast as lightning.
Miyamoto saw her pick up a one-meter-long thick metal rod and slowly raise the katana she held in both hands. Behind the flat and narrow blade is a pair of sinister eyes with deep eyeliner.
When the light came over, he turned the knife, and when the knife surface reflected the light towards the opponent, the person also dodged past.
The light could blind one's eyes for a moment. The moment Xining closed his eyes, he waved his right arm crazily with all his strength.
Hearing a "bang~" sound, the audience screamed louder and louder. Xining opened her eyes and saw that her iron rod happened to block Miyamoto's knife.
Miyamoto probably wanted to kill her as soon as possible because he was a man or because he didn't have much time left. He held the knife in both hands and pressed down with all his strength.
Made a mistake! This opportunity cannot be lost, there are still forty seconds left.
Even though the iron rod is thick, the metal is not as strong as a knife. In just one stroke, the blade of the knife will sink into the iron rod by a minute, and it will still sink in every minute. In this case, the iron rod will be cut off in less than seven seconds, and then The sharp blade fell on her!
Xining raised one foot and touched Miyamoto's middle position.
When he heard a "bang~" sound, Miyamoto was stunned. The sound on the playing field suddenly became much quieter. After being quiet for a second, the audience burst into laughter.
Miyamoto's body was made entirely of steel, so of course it was useless this time.
Xining quickly kicked a second time, this time aimed at the back of Miyamoto's knee, and a kick on the crook of the leg. Whether it was a body of flesh and blood or a body of steel, it would be unable to withstand the force and make the knee bend.
Miyamoto immediately moved aside, and Xining continued to kick, targeting this part.
Miyamoto was fast, so he naturally got out of the way every time. When he gave up holding the knife and continued to use force, and dodged four meters away, he suddenly understood something, and there was shame and annoyance on his face.
Why is he avoiding it? With a body like this, even if he bent his knees, he could still kill her with a knife.
There are twenty seconds left. Kill her as soon as possible, otherwise you must stop when the time is up!
Miyamoto lifted the knife with both hands, and slowly stood up straight with the weird tip of the knife downward...
(End of chapter)