Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 695: Sword of Qingping

The location of the target tendon was clear in Zhou Yu's eyes.The leather shoes and skin covering it disappeared from his eyes like air in that instant.The structure of the human body he was born to memorize thoroughly.

The blade stabbed out decisively, and at the same time, Youguang covered his head.

——!
Zhou Yu suddenly retracted his arms and pulled away, let go of his right hand, and his body immediately fell down.The ends of her hair, lifted by the wind, fell into the light and broke neatly.He suddenly grabbed the bar two meters below, and almost hung his body.The steel pipe rattled dangerously, and the blood from his right arm soaked his jacket.

He shook his body slightly, stepped on the nearest support with his feet again, and looked up in silence.

The female equestrian was still standing on the spot, tiptoing her left foot in a strange posture, and a line of bright red was exposed from the edge of the rip in the leather boot.Her one-meter-long sword was lifted unnaturally in order to avoid cutting the bracket.

Even with such care, the frame she was standing on was crumbling.In order to attack Zhou Yu just now, the swung blade inevitably cut through the steel pipe, leaving only one-fifth of the width still connected.

As if realizing that she could not stay in danger for a long time, the female rider slowly moved her feet and shifted her body to the horizontal bar next to her.Judging from that action, the tendon of the left foot was not completely ruptured.

Her expression remained expressionless except for a slight frown.There is neither the anger of being calculated by the opponent, nor the fear of running away.

Zhou Yu looked up at her, while turning and jumping briskly below.If the switchblade has the sharpness of the opponent's weapon, it only needs to destroy the place where the opponent stands.It's a pity that with his physical strength, he is not enough to break the gold and iron with the mortal blade.

So it is still necessary to attack the opponent's feet.Be more patient and cautious this time, because the opponent has already taken precautions.

He went around to the opponent's feet.Sure enough, this time the female rider reacted quickly and followed his movement by taking a small step.

Zhou Yu didn't use his sword.Now is not the time, if you are hit by the opponent, even if you take it a little bit, you will definitely die with a severed head.

He continued to maneuver around the female rider.The white steel frame structure is like the spider web he weaves, firmly trapping the opponent.As long as the opponent is forced to be unable to get off the net, he will be able to win sooner or later.

At this moment, the female rider let go of her left hand that had been holding onto the bracket.

The strong wind made it difficult for her to keep her balance. Coupled with the injury to her left foot, her body shook visibly to the naked eye.Realizing the opportunity presented, Zhou Yu immediately stopped moving.

He was a little hesitant. Such a bold move by the female rider was not only an opportunity, but also a trap that lured him past.

However, just before he hesitated, the female rider reached into her pocket with her left hand and took out a piece of light yellow square paper folded in half while shaking.With a shake of her left hand, she shook off the yellow paper, revealing the vermilion runes inside.At first glance, it looks exactly like the talismans used by Taoist priests.

She grasped the yellow paper in her palm, supported the bracket again, and then looked down at Zhou Yu who was on the lower left of her.

Afterwards, a gloomy brilliance swept out.

The steel frame around the female rider instantly shattered, and her body fell in an arc towards Zhou Yu's position.Youguang turned into an arc, twisted off all the brackets blocking the two, and rushed towards Zhou Yu.

This fall is not only to attack the enemy, but also destroys all the scaffolding on which the two of them rely.The opponent's momentum was unstoppable. In the next second, no matter what happened to Zhou Yu, the female knight would definitely fall to the ground.

This is simply a game of both ends.Feeling astonished, Zhou Yu suddenly fell backwards.The blade light destroyed all escape routes, and the only way not to be shredded was to fall.

You Guang was just a finger away in front of him, and he had no choice.Different from his opponent, his falling starting point is on the third floor. As long as he adopts the correct protective posture, it is possible to avoid death and serious injury.

The moment his center of gravity lost his weight, he hugged his head with both hands and curled up his body as much as possible.When he fell backward, the female rider above him had put away her long blade and stretched out her left hand towards him.

Zhou Yu saw her mouth shape.

"disease."

With that palm as the center, a violent tornado swirls.The airflow swirled clearly in the air, like throwing a boulder into a lake, whimpering and screaming and setting off huge waves.In the blink of an eye, a spiral storm was born in the female rider's palm.Because the air vortex, which was even milky white at high speed, crossed Zhou Yu and savagely rushed towards the ground.

Pushed and blocked by the power of the storm, the speed of the two people's descent suddenly slowed down.Before Zhou Yu had time to react, the other party shook off the yellow paper in his palm, reached down, and grabbed the silk scarf fluttering on Zhou Yu's chest.

Zhou Yu swung his knife without thinking.

With a ding, the sound was so crisp that it didn't look like a metal collision.The blade was intercepted by Youguang.

This is another incomprehensible strange thing - given the close distance between the two sides, theoretically short weapons should have the upper hand, but the female rider did not know how to stop him.

A miss, just before Zhou Yu had time to react, a cold tingling sensation came from his wrist.The two were only two or three meters away from the ground, and they were caught in the storm that hit the ground in a blink of an eye.

The backflow of air from the center of the storm lifted the two of them up.Falling from a height of ten meters, the impact force received at the end may not even be [-]%.

As soon as he landed, Zhou Yu swung his knife towards his neck, cut off the silk scarf, and rolled down to avoid his opponent.Then he turned over and jumped up, holding the handle of the knife behind his back, and slashed and stabbed at the top of the enemy's head.

Ding, ding, ding.

The female rider landed on one knee.Facing Zhou Yu's fierce attack, her arms twisted and stretched like a dancer, taking all the attacks.

You Guang came towards Zhou Yu silently.

The switchblade fell to the ground.

Zhou Yu held down his bleeding right wrist, and quickly backed away expressionlessly.However, the ground is covered with long and short steel pipes.When he tried to dodge it, his right leg, which was also stabbed by the blade, felt severe pain, and his disobedient foot also slipped on the steel pipe.Let him fall to the ground.

This time it really failed.

Step, step, step.

The female rider stood up with the sword supporting herself, walked in front of him, and looked down at him wordlessly.

The slightly broken moon disc glowed behind her, making it impossible to see the face clearly.Instead, the sword in her hand became more vivid than ever.

It wasn't until this moment that Zhou Yu finally saw the true appearance of this weapon.

An eight-sided sword—it's hard to understand, but before he actually saw the real thing, he always imagined the long weapon Zhang Mumu described as a knife.It wasn't until I saw the still life tonight that I could tell it was a sword from the symmetrical blades on both sides.

However, that is only "probably", because this sword is made of pure lines.

The cold cyan light carefully outlines all the edges and corners of the sword body.And the "material" that makes up the sword body is just the faint light floating between the lines like a mist.

That weird scene is like drawing an unpainted sword on black paper with a highlighter; or weaving a sword-shaped cage with slivers dipped in luminous paint, capturing the light.

This scene should not be a scene in reality at all.

It was almost like being in a dream.

Under Zhou Yu's watchful eyes, the female rider raised the invisible sword and firmly pressed it against his heart.

(End of this chapter)