Faced with the sudden attack by the Yakuza, the woman's expression finally changed. It was not disdain, but confusion.
At this time, the quality of a soldier is reflected. No matter what opponent you are, you cannot underestimate it, because you never know what kind of trump card the opponent has!
"That look in his eyes..."
The woman is thinking about a question, why does the person with such a huge gap in soul power have such a determined and calm look in his eyes? Does he think he can win?
The atmosphere at the scene became depressed, and neither of them took the lead. Their eyes met in the air, and they saw the perseverance and tenacity in the other's eyes.
"Before the war begins, please report your name first. Ye Ling, deputy commander of the 4771st Human Mercenary Regiment."
Ye Ling cupped his fists at Jidao and saw a flash of light in the latter's eyes. At that moment of confusion, he must have thought of something.
When I heard this name, everything that happened in the past resurfaced in Ji Dao's mind. From the beginning of chasing his sister to the subsequent separation, those scenes merged into a trickle, and they continued to flow.
of reappearance.
"Sister, this person has the same name as you."
Recalling all the good things before he practiced, there was a sharp contrast with the Tao situation after he practiced. This was his choice, and he can no longer look back.
He murmured to himself, his voice so soft that even the monks couldn't hear him.
Jidao closed his eyes, and when he looked at Ye Lingzhi again, there was a little softer emotion in his eyes, but they were still covered by the indifference.
"The ultimate way."
Saying these two words without a trace of emotion formed a contrast with the expression Ye Ling had seen before.
This person called Ji Dao must have some kind of relationship with Ye Ling, otherwise he would not have lost his mind at that moment.
But if he is the kind of person with delicate emotions, why would he speak like a machine without any emotion? And his eyes, the golden pupils are sacred and solemn, but Ye Ling can only see himself in them - him
The next opponent, apart from that, there is no emotion at all.
"War Eater? This is my first time seeing such a person."
Ye Ling's eyes were slightly closed. Although she couldn't feel the murderous aura in Ji Dao, there was still a faint uneasiness in her heart. Although it was less than a hundred realms, it actually gave her a sense of oppression on her will.
Isn't it true that my several years of fighting can't compare to the tenacity and determination of Ji Dao?
The next moment, Jidao's body flew closer at a very fast speed, and in less than two breaths, he had already attacked Ye Ling.
No matter what her name is, Jidao knows his purpose. He never expects to win, he just needs to find that feeling.
The moment their hands touched, a strange look flashed in Ye Ling's eyes.
Since you are a soldier, you must have been exposed to human martial arts!
Ye Ling had encountered this kind of special strength and special techniques before during training, but different martial arts have different methods. It was obvious that the person she met today used a martial art that she had never seen before.
However, skills cannot make up for the huge gap in soul power, and Ye Ling deeply understands this.
She didn't make any defensive moves, she just attacked Ji Dao's body.
Seeing this situation, Ji Dao can only passively let go and be hit by opponents who surpass him by so many. This is no joke.
Although you have to look for that state, if you are directly disabled without getting into your own rhythm at the beginning, the effect will definitely not be ideal.
Moreover, Ye Ling's punch speed and power are obviously faster!
The fight between the two did not involve any other confrontation. It was just a physical collision. Because of his martial arts, Ji Dao successfully resisted for a while. But as Ye Ling's arms gradually increased the amount of soul power,
He was also a little overwhelmed.
After the punch was knocked back, Ji Dao's arms felt a little sore and numb, and Ye Ling's expression in front of her remained unchanged. Such a battle was basically no consumption for her.
"You came here looking for a fight. Now that the warm-up battle is over, I'm going to get serious about it."
She is not underestimating the enemy. If he is a person who knows martial arts, she also wants to see what kind of state he can achieve. It may also be helpful to improve her own abilities.
She is a hunter, but not the kind of killer who must kill people in an instant. Improving her abilities in battle is naturally necessary for a soldier like her.
The silver scimitar was drawn out from her scabbard, and its blade was pointed directly at the Jida in front of them. Both of them stared at each other intently.
If Ye Ling is a weapon refiner, then even the areas where Ji Dao is good at, close combat, cannot match her opponents. When she really uses what she is good at, it is self-evident how the situation will change.
The ability to teleport and the ability to assimilate souls are not applicable. This is a restriction imposed by Ji Dao on itself, no matter who the opponent is or what his abilities are.
Seeing a fallen leaf slowly drifting down in his field of vision, Ye Ling's figure instantly disappeared from his field of vision!
A ray of cold light appeared in front of him, and he quickly turned his head to the left!
呲~
The blade of the scimitar slashed along the Ji Dao's cheek, and a trace of blood appeared in an instant, and then it slashed directly to the right!
Bang!
Jidao punched upwards and hit the blade slightly upward. With a flash of his head, he managed to avoid this fatal blow!
"Is it speeding up?"
Before he could react, a wave of air burst out from Ye Ling's body, pushing Ji Dao a step away. He was so unexpected that he lost his balance.
But Jidao's reaction was also extremely fast. He put his right hand on the ground and then bounced up very quickly. Unexpectedly, Ye Ling was faster than him!
I only saw a cold light flashing in front of Jidao. The rebound route of Jidao was already extremely special, but it was still scraped by Ye Ling's blade!
Ye Ling did not continue to attack. At that moment, if she had chopped off the Ji Dao's head, the battle would have been over.
Perhaps she is better in terms of combat experience!
Jidao covered the wound on his abdomen, and bright red blood continued to gush out from it. Although Jidao stopped it in time, it still stained his palms red.
"Can't you stand even one face to face?"
Jidao's expression also darkened. The precision of the scimitar in Ye Ling's hand was beyond her imagination. He also knew that Ye Ling had shown mercy just now.
"If you only have this kind of strength, you'd better not talk about hunting me. It seems ridiculous."