Chapter 45 Good knife!
Throughout his life, Lin Ling had never seen anyone fight Weiyi like this, just taking damage and then fighting head-on with Weiyi.
This is not a fight between humans and monsters, it must be a fight between two monsters!
Lin Ling looked at Fang Yue as if he were looking at a monster.
At this moment, he finally understood why Master Han cared so much about Fang Yue and looked at her with such special eyes.
Who would have thought that this man didn't even know what martial arts was a day ago.
Lin Ling was dumbfounded by such terrifying qualifications.
No wonder some people say that the difference between humans is sometimes greater than the difference between humans and animals.
"It's a pity that the fighting methods are completely amateurish and the skills are crude. They are almost on par with this kind of weird fighting that relies solely on instinct. It's just another weird thing entirely."
Lin Ling shook his head slightly. If he had such a physique that he could withstand strange injuries and recover his fighting power immediately, he would probably be beaten to death if he couldn't touch him a few times.
Fighting against the weird requires skills.
Break through weak points, defend and block, dodge and move, interrupt with breaking moves... everything is to minimize the risk of being hit by strange things in the front and protect yourself to the greatest extent.
Human beings are so fragile.
Even if one enters martial arts, one's physical constitution is only a little fuller than ordinary people's Qi and blood, not much stronger.
It's similar to the difference between being killed by a weird punch with one punch, and being killed by a weird punch with two punches. It's just a little more buffer.
When entering martial arts, the most important thing is to learn the exercises, martial arts, skills, and use internal power that ordinary people cannot use.
These are the foundation for warriors and the foundation for human beings to fight against the strange.
But the guy in front of me doesn't know that at all.
Lin Ling could only hope that Chen Mu had really taught Fang Yue the sword technique, even the crudest sword technique.
"Captain Lin, the knife is here!"
At this time, Xiaohu and Niu Niu, who was holding his severed hand and squeezing his heart, had returned.
Behind them were five deputy captains, each holding a large number of standard iron knives.
Lin Ling glanced past Niu Niu, whose face was filled with eager anticipation, and looked at the five vice-captains.
This made Niuniu feel a little panicked in her heart.
After the Heart-Eating Pill returned to full health, his wounds now began to rot and deteriorate again.
[Curse] was much trickier than he thought, but when he told Captain Lin about the matter, Captain Lin didn't say anything, only that now was not the time to talk about it.
Indeed, the hope of the whole village was more important than the outcome of Fang Yue's small life.
But after all, it is his own life, so Niu Niu is still anxious.
"Captain Lin, these are the knives I collected from nearby team members and villagers. I'm still asking people to continue collecting them. I'm just afraid that you might be impatient, so I sent this batch over first."
The one who spoke was the deputy captain, the bald old sheep.
After a pause, he asked doubtfully: "I wonder what Captain Lin does with so many knives?"
Lin Ling took one of the knives, weighed the weight, and said solemnly: "You will know later."
After the words fell, he looked forward.
There, Fang Yue was still anxious about the battle with Wei Yi.
But Fang Yue has gradually fallen into a disadvantage, with less offense and more defense.
This is normal, people are not weird.
A person's concentration is limited. If the battle prolongs, there will be more negligence. If you react more than half a beat slower, you will be in danger every step of the way!
Not to mention, there are physical issues.
After entering the martial arts, one only has a long breath, not unlimited physical strength.
Fang Yue's special physique seemed to only allow him to recover his energy and blood quickly. Looking at him panting and covered in sweat, it was obvious that he was reaching his limit.
Fortunately, the maid on the opposite side was weird and her movements were a lot slower due to exhaustion. She was not as agile and violent as when he was fighting Hua Wuye.
It can be said that it is already very scary for Fang Yue to reach this level as a newbie in martial arts.
After all, this maid's weirdness is obviously not an ordinary weirdness. If you put her in the [Black Level Elementary Level], she is one of the top ones.
Otherwise, if it had been replaced by an ordinary [Black Level Elementary], he and Hua Wuye would have killed him long ago.
He doesn’t even need Hua Wuye, with ordinary black-level weirdness, he has the power to kill by himself!
Now...
Lin Ling's eyes condensed and he looked forward. Fang Yue and Weiyi punched each other to distance themselves, and he immediately threw the knife in his hand away.
"Xiaoye! Take the knife!"
Lin Ling threw out the knife and immediately couldn't help coughing, coughing up blood foam. His condition was really bad.
The iron knife came out of his hand and flew straight towards Fang Yue. With a clang, it was firmly inserted at Fang Yue's feet, and the landing point was extremely precise.
Fang Yue looked happy and drew her sword.
The iron blade, sharp blade, and standard craftsmanship made Fang Yue's eyes light up.
"Good knife!"
Analyze Hitomi's activation.
"Name: Iron Sword."
"Level: low-grade mortal."
"Restrictions: None."
"Sharpness value: 0.3."
"Durability:5/5."
"Explanation: An ordinary knife."
"Remarks: A happy color is a happy color, and it is always a happy color."
Fang Yue:……
Can you take back what you just said?
Fang Yue was shocked. Does this sharpness actually have a decimal point?
My broken rusty knife is actually quite powerful! It’s really a treasure!
The only advantage of this knife is that its durability is better than that of a rusty knife.
When Fang Yue thought of this, the maid Wei Wei roared and rushed over again.
Looking at the blood that had already returned, he gritted his teeth and stepped forward to meet him.
No matter what, Captain Lin is going to give me his sword today, so I’ll use you as a sacrificial sword!
Thinking of this, Fang Yue jumped up, and when she raised her head strangely, she directly chopped down the Huashan Mountain!
"die!!"
Fang Yue shouted loudly, but Wei Wei turned his head, and with a clang of the iron knife, he slashed hard at Wei Wei's shoulder.
Immediately, there was feedback from the touch of the blade cutting against the hard rock, and Fang Yue's mouth went numb in response.
At the same time, a damage slowly floated out.
-61.
ah?
That's it?
Fang Yue felt the vibration of the blade and was stunned for a moment when she saw the damage.
He was distracted by the fighting, but Dabo was immediately knocked out by a strange punch and rolled twice on the ground.
-125!
Fang Yue didn't care about the injuries that appeared on her head. She quickly got up and ran back some distance. As expected, Weiyi had already followed.
As he ran, he looked down at the iron knife in his hand.
There was a gap in the iron knife!
Sorry! What kind of shoddy project is this? The quality is too poor.
At this time, Analytical Hitomi didn't forget to jump out and ridicule.
"Name: Iron Sword."
"Level: low-grade mortal."
"Restrictions: None."
"Sharpness value: 0.3."
"Durability: 2/5."
"Explanation: An ordinary knife."
"Remarks: A happy color is a happy color, and it is always a happy color."
...Buddha!
Feeling the howling wind behind her, Fang Yue suddenly stopped and lowered her head, dodging the iron palm that brushed against her scalp, then turned around and slashed at Wei Wei's waist with her backhand.
There was a loud bang, the blade broke into two pieces, and the blade flew out.
Seeing the '-52!' damage coming out of Weiyi's head, Fang Yue took advantage of the situation and passed Weiyi, running towards Lin Ling.
While running, he threw away the broken knife and shouted loudly.
Chapter completed!