In the dense night, the moonlight was very sparse.
The man held his breath and hid in the corner of the building. He was suddenly startled when he heard this.
"Are you deceiving me, or did you really find me?"
Thoughts were running through his mind and his eyes were flickering.
"Don't you want to come out?"
At the park on the roadside, not far from here is the player hotel.
When Jiang Li saw this, he snorted a sneer from his nose, as if mocking his luck.
He turned his steps, and a throwing dagger appeared in his hand. The moment he turned around, he threw the dagger out. The dagger immediately exploded like a cannonball, and the strong wind was divided like the sea.
Just that one blow made the man's scalp numb.
A strong sense of crisis surged from his spine to his brainstem, as if the God of Death had come to him and stretched out his hand to control his fate.
The man did not hesitate and instinctively activated his superpower.
"Boom!"
A loud thunderous sound bombarded the eardrums.
Under the bombardment of the dagger, a corner of the building shattered like foam.
The sword shattered the cement and landed on the man in the blink of an eye.
But at this moment.
The man's body seemed to be covered with an astonishingly oily film. The moment the sword touched his skin, it distorted its direction and flew to the other side.
The gravel splashed out and flew out crookedly the moment it hit him, as if the man was a loach, slippery and unable to exert any force.
"This ability..."
Looking at that scene, Dongdang Daohua marveled at his junior brother's destructive power, and at the same time, he also became thoughtful.
After being threatened with such murderous intent, the man finally gave up his luck and stood out from the corner.
He was a tall man, about 1.9 meters tall.
His face clearly has European features, he is about thirty years old, and his short blond hair is neatly styled like a soldier's. It makes people feel like the macho hero from Contra has escaped.
However, his left arm was empty.
"One-armed swordsman?"
Jiang Li raised the corners of his mouth, revealing an unrestrained sneer on his face.
"I didn't look for you, but you looked for me instead?"
That ability and physical characteristics have confirmed this man's identity.
The One-Armed Swordsman, one of the Twelve Apostles of Rebellion, the highest-status figure.
He has the ability to control friction. By reducing the friction on his body surface to zero, no attack can harm him, making him invincible!
In the scene just now, the reason why the dagger was distorted after hitting him was because his body surface was not subject to force, and the direction of the force was easily changed, and the sword slipped out of his body.
This ability can be said to be the ultimate nemesis of physical swordsmen!
"Now that you've discovered it, I don't have to hide it anymore."
The eyes of the one-armed swordsman were like sharp swords, piercing Jiang Li's body.
"My name is Wallenstein, Nanxiang Jiangli. Your existence has become a huge obstacle to (rebellion). If you are allowed to exist, our mission this time will be unsustainable. Therefore, I am here to get rid of you."
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Um?
Todo Touka tilted his head in surprise.
What did she just hear?
"Junior brother, is he serious?"
She asked Jiang Li in a low voice.
"Must be crazy!"
Jiang Li sighed, his eyes full of regret.
He's such a great hero, why can't he think about it so hard?
"How you despise me is up to you."
The one-armed swordsman's expression remained unmoved and his eyes were indifferent.
His whole body was as cold as a machine.
"But I'm serious!"
His eyes released cold murderous intent.
"Don't think that because the Alliance lifted you up, you really think of yourself as a sword god. If you can defeat Ouma, you have the ability. I want to see if you can pass my test!"
"As long as you're happy."
Jiang Li spread his hands.
But the look in his eyes clearly showed that he was mentally retarded.
In this world, there are many people who do not recognize his identity as a sword god.
This is natural. After all, it is just a small country. How can a member of the student knights be named the Sword God?
Even though the popularity of the Seven Star Sword Dance Festival is no longer the same as before, and the video of him fighting the Black Iron King has already been viewed tens of millions of times on YouTube, there are so many people in this world who only think of themselves.
They did not recognize the name of the Sword God, were unwilling to watch the video, and were full of confidence in their own strength.
And he regarded him, the sword god raised by the alliance, as a clown.
In general, there is no forcing number.
You know, even Edwys can't convince everyone in the world. Every year, a large number of people come to Jianfeng Elberg to challenge her, thinking that if they defeat her, they can gain countless fame, money and beauties.
Without thinking about how serious the difference in strength between them is, how could Jiang Li, the sword god who suddenly emerged from the army, convince everyone?
In their eyes, the alliance's behavior is probably just a superficial god-making operation. It is used to enhance their reputation and is not worth mentioning at all.
What's more, Jiang Li, the Sword God, has only been called the Sword God for a day or two, and too many people haven't had time to know about the existence of this new Sword God.
Jiang Li has always considered this kind of person to be very mentally retarded.
The one-armed swordsman seems to be one of them.
"Come on, let me see what confidence you have!"
Jiang Li stretched out his hand to signal his senior sister to step back, but he took the initiative to stand up.
He waved, laziness written all over his face.
He didn't even regard this as a provocation, just as a way to deal with an unknown person who didn't know whether to live or die.
"Arrogance! Young man, arrogance is not a good thing!"
The one-armed swordsman roared, as if he was angered by his attitude, and there was a deep coldness in his eyes.
Then he stepped out and rushed over.
"Oh, it's fast enough."
Jiang Li watched his every move, nodded slightly when he saw this, and gave his comments leisurely.
The One-Armed Sword Master is very fast.
However, unlike accelerating with the physical body, the muscles on his body did not twist into a rope, but focused on maintaining balance.
His movements were like skiing.
Is it a move that reduces the friction under your feet and greatly increases your speed?
"Crush the mountain!"
The one-armed swordsman shouted angrily.
He wielded a huge heavy sword with his right arm, and when he approached Jiang Li at extremely high speed, he swung the dark sword down heavily!
"boom!"
With a slash of the sword, the earth suddenly shattered.
The cement floor was like butter, and when he cut it open, the movement was astonishing, like a missile exploding in front of your eyes.
"The destructive power is quite good."
Jiang Liwu commented.
He just turned slightly to avoid the sword with astonishing strength.
No bragging, no slander, just a passerby.
This sword is very strong. If it hits him, it will probably cut him in two.
There are probably not many people in the world who can catch this sword from the front.
As the name suggests, it's a real breakthrough.
"ha!"
The one-armed swordsman shouted loudly.
His eyes followed Jiang Li's figure like a hawk. When he failed with one sword strike, he swept out another sword and struck him in the middle!