HBWnovel Chapter 896 The clothes were cut off again
Chapter 896 The clothes were cut off again
His voice was pleasant, crisp and melodious, and he spoke most of the dialects fluently.
If he had not been in such a situation, Lin Feng would have thought that the woman in front of him was a master from a powerful sect.
"Your family does have a lot of experts, but it makes me wonder if all the men are dead?"
"Hehe, in our family, men and women are equally strong. Anyone who can kill is a strong person. Why do you care about men and women?"
Lin Feng smiled and said, "In our clan, women are responsible for taking care of the household chores and raising children at home. It is men who go to the battlefield to fight and kill others."
"Oh? Why did I hear that a female general of the Zhenxi Army just died in Jinhao City?"
Lin Feng felt a pain in his heart. These words made him very sad, just like a wound that had just scabbed over was roughly opened again, causing blood to flow out.
It would be uncomfortable to talk too much nonsense, so Lin Feng took the straight knife beside him, stood up and let out a breath.
"Try your knife skills first, then we'll talk about other things."
The woman in green nodded. "It seems this female general has a deep connection with you. Is she here for revenge?"
Lin Feng knew that his emotional instability had exposed his flaws, so he stopped talking and held his sword in place.
"Watch the knife."
He pushed his feet hard and rushed towards the woman in green like lightning.
Wooden Face also raised a straight knife and stood aside, watching the two of them vigilantly.
Lin Feng was very fast. In the blink of an eye, he stabbed the straight knife into the green cloak of the woman in green.
Suddenly, the vision in front of my eyes darkened, then flashed again, and I saw the stars and the moon again.
He had already passed through the other person's cloak.
He turned around and swung his sword, but still failed to hit the opponent's body.
The woman in green sneered, "Is that all you can do?"
Lin Feng knew that he had met a master, the kind who had cultivated internal strength like himself.
He rushed out a few steps, stopped and turned around.
The woman raised her cloak, and it was like a dark cloud covering her head.
Lin Feng concentrated his mind and clearly saw a cold light from the cloak piercing his chest rapidly.
He drew out the short knife from his waist, thrust it forward horizontally, and stabbed the opponent's waist and ribs with the long knife.
With a clang, a burst of sparks flew out from the dark cloak. The woman let out a light exclamation and dodged Lin Feng's knife tip in a flash.
No one touched anyone.
However, once Lin Feng's wind-splitting sword was unleashed, it would not stop, and each sword was faster than the last, continuously.
The woman's green cloak fluttered in the night, and a short knife moved left and right to intercept and stab, and she started a fast fight with Lin Feng.
The wooden face with wide eyes on the side could not see the situation in the field at all. There was only chaos in front of him, and occasionally there was a sound of metal clashing.
In just three or five breaths, the two separated and stood about ten steps apart.
Lin Feng calmed down for a moment, then looked down at his clothes on his chest. There was a crack about half a foot long, which was cut by the opponent's short knife.
Lin Feng also cut off a piece of the scarf hanging on the woman's face, revealing half of her white and round chin.
"There really are some tricks. I underestimated you."
"Women are just as brave as men. It was my uncle who underestimated the enemy."
"You, hooligan!"
The woman was furious, and with a flick of her cloak, she pressed towards Lin Feng like a cloud.
The two fought again.
They were so fast that they swung the straight knives in their hands entirely by consciousness, and the movements were almost done before their awareness.
It's the kind of fighting speed where the sword flies in front and the soul chases behind.
Three knives were flying wildly in the space.
Lin Feng's clothes were torn in several places, and the woman's cloak also began to become messy.
Both of them were stubborn in martial arts. Neither of them stopped, and they swung their swords faster and faster, completely disregarding their own bodies, only wanting to hurt the enemy and giving up defense.
This woman was Atsumi Shunsui. Because she was conceited, she went alone to find Lin Feng.
Because of his high talent, Atsumi Shunsui followed his father to practice internal martial arts. He made rapid progress and became proud, so he abandoned the Atsumi family inheritance.
You won’t be wearing a ton of clothes anymore, but will be dressed like a normal person.
There was no one around, and Wooden Face couldn't join in the battle, so he had no idea how to help.
I could only stare blankly at a blurry figure, drooling profusely in my mouth.
This time the two fought with swords for a longer time and suffered greater losses.
When they separated, Lin Feng's clothes had become strips of cloth, and his angular muscles were covered in blood.
There is a different kind of beauty under the moonlight.
Atsumi Shunsui's green cloak had flown away, turning into a tattered piece of cloth full of holes.
She was wearing a long coat and trousers with lantern sleeves, her hair was messy, and a hint of light pink was visible on her towering chest.
The outer garment was cut by Lin Feng's straight knife, leaving a foot-long cut, revealing the bra underneath.
For the first time in her life, Atsumi Shunsui felt so embarrassed, her little face flushed red.
Fortunately, there was a half-covered scarf on her face, hiding her expression, otherwise she would have been embarrassed and would have had to retreat.
However, besides being angry, she was also surprised to find that the young man in front of her was so sharp and his talent was no less than hers.
When Atsumi Haru was young, she only interacted with old guys, the youngest of whom was over 50 years old. Young people of the same age as her were far behind her and were not on the same level as her.
Judging from Lin Feng's age, he should be younger than me, yet he has achieved such great success. I know that heroes in the world should not be underestimated.
Lin Feng was finally able to take a breath. He held the knife in one hand and nodded to Atsumi Shunsui.
"Yes, you are a strong opponent, and you have a bit of a lolita vibe."
Atsumi Shunsui frowned and asked, "What kind of food?"
Lin Feng smiled. He was referring to the color of Atsumi Shunsui's underwear and said it casually.
"Come back after we finish our fight and eat."
After saying that, he picked up the knife and rushed forward again.
Although Atsumi Shunsui usually looks like a delicate and soft girl, she is actually a stubborn person and will not give up easily.
He held the short knife horizontally and rushed towards Lin Feng.
Her cloak was a weapon to confuse the opponent and also a good defensive equipment. It was chopped into pieces by Lin Feng and no one knew where it was scattered.
In this fight, Atsumi Shunsui obviously lost the advantage, and the true energy in his body was not as pure as Lin Feng's. Gradually, his breath began to become rapid and disordered.
There were more and more knife marks on his body, and like Lin Feng, he was bleeding.
Lin Feng sighed in his heart. He didn't like this way of fighting. It was impossible to end the battle with just one or two swords.
Neither side dared to guarantee that the next blow would hit someone, as the skin was too sensitive to touch. Even if the knife moved too fast and the body had no time to dodge, the blade would naturally vibrate and slide away when it pierced the skin, leaving at most a blood mark.
Therefore, the ending of this battle is the same as that of Lin Feng and his master Taoist Master Zhen Zhuo.
They would first chop each other's clothes into rags.
Women are particularly disadvantaged in such battles.
Just like now, not only was Atsumi Shunsui's body covered in blood, but there was also very little clothes left.
The wooden-faced man stared intently with his eyes wide open.